Six
days past, and Harry found himself three weeks into summer. It was
July 19th, and for the past few days, he had completed all my
homework. Thus, that was all he did. It was only twelve more days
until my birthday, and he planned to go to the Weasleys, no matter
what Snape had said.
During the past six days, the two hardly
said a word to each other. Just simply things like asking to pass
something at meals, or him telling Harry where he would be. "In
case of emergencies, and I mean an emergency, Potter!"
Usually, he was in his dungeon making a potion, or in his den
reading, when he was in a decent mood he was in the living
room.
Harry still was in a habit of stomping down the stairs
for fun when going to meals, or to go downstairs to talk to Destiny.
Destiny was fairly entertaining. Harry desperately wanted to go to
Ron's, and he said he could come over anytime. Destiny told him to
just bite the bullet and do it. Actually, she told Harry that Snape
would let him go, since he (as she quoted him) "..is sick of
seeing my face everyday."
Harry stomped down the stairs
at dinner that day, and took his usual place. Snape came in shortly
after, followed by Destiny, who smiled at him. He had to admit it was
hard to stay mad at the elf now that he knew her better. Snape
seems to like her, I mean, he has her just do little chores.. Maybe
I'll figure out why he likes her better than the others later.
We
were eating, and Harry had to ask him soon. Harry set my fork down,
and started, "Professor?" He looked up. He thought, bite
the bullet, bite the bullet.. "I was wondering.." Come
on, it cannot be that hard, can it? "Can I go to Ron's house,
tomorrow?"
Destiny sat down on a chair that had a high
seat, and looked between the both of us.
"I.." He
thought carefully. I could see it. No. "..Suppose you
can.." Snape shrugged, "You will have to owl the Weasleys
though. They would have to come pick you up. I do not have time to
run you across the country."
He nodded, and they finished
dinner without another word. He went to his den, and Harry went to
his room to write to Ron.
Hedwig sat on her perch, bored, as
Harry wrote to Ron. When he finished, he read it to her. "Hey
Ron, Guess what? Snape said I could come over tomorrow! But, he said
you guys would have to pick me up. Well, I got to go, I think I will
go to the library. Write me back as soon as you can. I am honestly so
bored of this house. -Harry." Hedwig hooted with approval,
and he tied it to her leg. She flew out the window. Harry watched as
she flew out of site, and then went downstairs to the library.
He
had found a couple of books that he would read eventually. Two on
Potions, and three on Defense Against Dark Arts. So what if I'd be
learning over the summer? Hermione would be proud.
Harry
found out that he was in the library for an hour. Pulling himself
from the books, he stomped his way upstairs, and got ready for bed.
As Harry flopped onto his bed, Hedwig flew in with a note that said,
"Harry! Mum's excited! Ginny's well.. Ginny! We can't wait to
see you, and don't worry, Fred and George are coming with me to get
you. (Imagine them in SNAPE'S Home!!) We'll come over tomorrow at
10am. -Ron"
Harry grinned, and went downstairs to
tell Snape. He was in the den, and since Harry couldn't go in, Harry
searched and found Destiny. "Mr. Potter?" She peeped.
"Hey
Des, can you go tell Professor Snape that the Weasleys are picking me
up at 10 in the morning tomorrow? I cannot go in the den." She
smiled, gave a nod, and ran into the den. She came back grinning.
Harry shrugged, "I should go to bed, rest up for tomorrow. Maybe another day."
"Oh, all right, then." She said, and scurried off.