Chapter 4:
Breakfast at the Burrow
All eight of the Weasleys and Hermione were sitting in their den, having tea, and chatting up a storm when a very confused and disoriented Harry suddenly appeared in their fire place.
Harry was about to go say hello to all of them when he tripped over is trunk and landed in the center of the den floor. "Harry!" Fred said in a booming voice, " How wonderful of you to drop by!" George said, they all laughed. If there was one thing Harry missed about the Weasleys it was Fred and George's humor.
He got up and dusted ash off of himself as Mrs. Weasley pulled him into a hug. "Absolutly wonderful to see you again dear," she said in a warm, motherly voice. Mr. Weasley then went up to him and shook his hand. Once he sat down in between Hermione and Ron he looked up to find all of the Weasley children beaming at him. They had to be Harry's favourite wizarding family.
"So Harry, have a good time with the muggles?" Ron asked sarcasticly, "Yeah it was loads of fun" Harry replied smiling. He suddenly remembered his aunt Petunias secret and muttered to Hermione and Ron "There's something important I have to tell you." They both nodded and Ron said loudly "Alright Harry I'll help you with your stuff"
Harry and Hermione followed Ron up the stairs, there was defiantly something different about this place, the paint on the walls was no longer chipped, it looked like it had been re painted. Also everything looked well, less lopsided than it had before.
Ron opened the door to his bedroom and Harry defiantly noticed a change there, Ron's room was no longer orange, it was painted a vibrant shade of red, his room was no longer covered with Chudley cannon posters but there still were a few on the wall, it also seemed a lot larger than it had before and he got new furniture, maybe this was the thing Ron had to tell him, maybe he just got his room redone.
He noticed Hermione and Ron staring at him, and he snapped out of his daze. Harry told them about Petunia being a witch and they also could not believe it, it took long while before it actually sunk in. He was thinking of mentioning the prophecy but decided that it would only worry them, he decided that he would tell them when there was a great need for them to know.
Harry then remembered that Ron had news for him as well, he already guessed it was something about his room, but anything that could take his mind off the prophecy at that moment Harry was thankful for. "So," he said casually, "What was so important that you had to tell me?"
Suddenly a huge grin spread across Ron's face "Oh yeah" he said, it seemed as though he was trying not to sound so over joyed, "My dad has become the new Minister of Magic!" Harry was shocked, this had to be the best thing that happened to the Weasleys in a while, they never had much money, but they did have a lot of children, this was exactly what they needed. It was also good for the wizarding world because Mr. Weasley knew that Voldemort was back and he could convince people who still did not believe it to be true, he could also work hard to prepare people for whatever Voldemort had in plan, and the Order could not be in trouble with the ministry of magic.
Mr. Weasley defiantly was not nearly as stubborn as Fudge had been....hold on a second.... "What happened to Fudge?" Harry asked curiously, "Oh" Ron said his grin growing wider with every word "Well people were pretty angry when they found out Fudge had been trying to cover everything up, I mean, a break in in the department of ministry is pretty hard to hide so word go out, they were also mad and claimed that he had spoiled many months that could have been used for preparations, he got kicked out of his position at the ministrey and then my dad was voted to be the new Minister of Magic."
A large grin spread across Harry's face and he said " That's Brilliant!" "Isn't it!" Hermione stated "I was so happy when I heard the good news!" "When did you get here Hermione?" Harry asked, "Oh a few weeks ago." She said.
Harry smirked and said "I wonder what you two have been up to eh?" Ron immediately replied "Nothing!" his ears were turning beet red, "What makes you say that!?" Hermione said sounding quite nervous, her voice was very shaky and she was also turning quite red. "Wow I was joking, don't have a fit you two" Harry said laughing.
Just then an owl swooped through the window dropping three letters on the desk. "Ooohh! These must be our owl results!" Hermione exclaimed "I'm so nervous!"
"Why?" Ron asked "Hermione, you're the most clever witch I've ever known you'll do just fine" Harry raised his eyebrows and stared at Ron, Ron actually said something nice you'd think he'd have teased her for being worried.
Ron had apparently noticed what he said because he started to turn red and stared at a lamp as though it was very facisnating. Harry glanced at Hermione, she was looking down at her envelope he could tell she was smiling, something was defiantly up with these two, but right now he wanted to see his marks. "Alright let's stop staring the envelopes and open these things" he said cheerfully
He began to read:
Dear Mr. Potter,
Enclosed in this letter are your O.W.L results. You have done a most excellent job and we are very pleased with your marks. Keep up the good work!
Defense Against the Dark Arts: O
Care of Magical Creatures: O
Transfiguration: O
Charms: O
Astronomy: E
Potions: A
Divination: P
History of Magic: P
"I didn't do that bad" Harry said, "I got four O.W.Ls, what about you two?"
"I got four too," Ron said "but I got P's in Divination and History of Magic, I did get an E in Potions, oh and an A in astronomy."
"You two did great!" Hermione said trying not to look too pleased with herself "I got eight O.W.Ls myself"
"I told you you had nothing to worry about Hermione!......er...maybe..um...we should go down to breakfast now." Ron suggested.
"Yeah ok then" Harry said, they followed Ron downstairs and into the kitchen (there was new furniture in there too) the table was packed with food. Harry thought about how a week ago he would have given anything to be having Breakfast at the Burrow.