Chapter 6: Rosewood Cottage
The next morning, Page got up quite early, and went down to breakfast to meet Hermione and Ginny. "Morning girls sleep all right?" She yawned then made some breakfast. "Not really, we spent most of the night talking about Harry. Is he OK now?" Ginny looked very sleepy, but her attention was picking up. "Yes, although you won't see him much after this morning." Hermione and Ginny looked at each other for an answer. "Why professor, what's happened to him. Will he be OK?" Hermione started to get worried. Her voice sounded panicky. "He will be fine, but he is coming with me. Dumbledore wants to perform a spell on me and Harry this afternoon, and Harry has to be at my old house when he does it." Before they could answer back. Remus, Tonks and Harry entered. Obviously they had talked to him about something, because they went all silent as they came in. They all had a quiet breakfast; no one said anything except for Molly and Arthur, who hadn't been around much since the Ministry's acceptance of Voldemort's return as they were working overtime. They also talked about Percy a lot and how he is back in the family again by apologising to everybody, including Harry. Ron was still huffy at him; because of the letter he had sent to him last year, about Harry being 'dangerous' and that he (Ron) would be better off making other friends. Soon the time had come for Harry to leave. He brought his trunk downstairs, and was heading towards the door when Ron and Hermione came running towards him. "We are coming with you mate, we just asked Professor Quinn, and she says' its OK for us to go with you." Harry's heart lifted and it was a pleasant and talkative journey to her house. "Professor, where are we going exactly?" Hermione piped up after about a hour. "We are going to my cottage, it's on the outskirts of London, its called Rosewood Cottage." "Oh it does sound lovely, how much farther it?" Hermione asked curiously. "We are nearly there. This next turning Arthur." Page said patting him on the shoulder. "Right oh. And Dumbledore said he'll be about half an hour late, he has some business to take care of." Arthur then drove down a very bendy, tiny lane, where trees and shrubs jumped out of the way. And then they suddenly stopped. In front was a beautiful little white cottage. Where lush red roses covered the doorway, and crept up towards the windows on the top floor.
"We can use magic here, it's protected from muggles, all they see is a run down house, with a sign somewhere that says 'Stay away, dangerous!'" They all piled out from the car, and Harry's trunk was taken towards the house. Page opened the door, and a little old lady with three house elves by her side, helped them in. "Oh Miss, I'm glad your back. I got Ibid, by the way. He is over there by the mantle piece." She said in a Devonshire accent. "Oh look, friends of your Miss?" Said a little house elf. "Yes, Annie they are. Come on in guys make yourselves at home. I wont be a minute. Oh Harry, you can give your trunk to Annie, and Mary, they will be happy to take it up for you and you can let your owl out if you want." Said Page, not looking at Hermione, she knew about S.P.E.W and thought it best to leave the argument until later. "Oh yes Miss of course Miss, here Master, let us take that for you." Said Annie. "Oh thank you." Harry handed them his trunk and Hedwig, and they used their own magic to lift them into the air and up the stairs. A little house elf followed Page, to the fireplace. "Miss, will the Master's and Miss be staying with us for tea?" Squeaked the house elf, Page smiled and looked down at her. "Yes Tessa. Tell me, when did Ibid arrive? Did he bring anything for me?" Tessa shook her long floppy ears, "He came this early morning Miss, he is very tired Miss." And she bowed at her, and ran off into the kitchen. Page stroked Ibid and he gave a feeble hoot. Ron and Hermione were talking to Mrs Hobbs, Page's carer since she left for America. Page then made her way towards them. She noticed that Harry was looking around the room and made for him instead. "Well what do you think Harry?" Page asked Harry. He smiled at her, "It's a beautiful place you have. Did you grow up here?" "Yes I did. I moved out when I was seventeen. Just after my N.E.W.T.s. Then I tried to find work in the Ministry, it's quite hard really. You have so many options, you don't know which to choose." At noon, they had cream tea with scones and elf-made strawberry jam. Then Arthur had to leave to be back at the Ministry for three. "Now then, you are to come to London at six o'clock, no later. The Floo Net- work is specialised for you at that time. Right then I must get back. Take care you lot. Bye Page." "Bye Arthur, and thanks for brining them here" "No problem. Talk to you later. The meeting starts at nine." He went out the door, and drove off back to London.
The next morning, Page got up quite early, and went down to breakfast to meet Hermione and Ginny. "Morning girls sleep all right?" She yawned then made some breakfast. "Not really, we spent most of the night talking about Harry. Is he OK now?" Ginny looked very sleepy, but her attention was picking up. "Yes, although you won't see him much after this morning." Hermione and Ginny looked at each other for an answer. "Why professor, what's happened to him. Will he be OK?" Hermione started to get worried. Her voice sounded panicky. "He will be fine, but he is coming with me. Dumbledore wants to perform a spell on me and Harry this afternoon, and Harry has to be at my old house when he does it." Before they could answer back. Remus, Tonks and Harry entered. Obviously they had talked to him about something, because they went all silent as they came in. They all had a quiet breakfast; no one said anything except for Molly and Arthur, who hadn't been around much since the Ministry's acceptance of Voldemort's return as they were working overtime. They also talked about Percy a lot and how he is back in the family again by apologising to everybody, including Harry. Ron was still huffy at him; because of the letter he had sent to him last year, about Harry being 'dangerous' and that he (Ron) would be better off making other friends. Soon the time had come for Harry to leave. He brought his trunk downstairs, and was heading towards the door when Ron and Hermione came running towards him. "We are coming with you mate, we just asked Professor Quinn, and she says' its OK for us to go with you." Harry's heart lifted and it was a pleasant and talkative journey to her house. "Professor, where are we going exactly?" Hermione piped up after about a hour. "We are going to my cottage, it's on the outskirts of London, its called Rosewood Cottage." "Oh it does sound lovely, how much farther it?" Hermione asked curiously. "We are nearly there. This next turning Arthur." Page said patting him on the shoulder. "Right oh. And Dumbledore said he'll be about half an hour late, he has some business to take care of." Arthur then drove down a very bendy, tiny lane, where trees and shrubs jumped out of the way. And then they suddenly stopped. In front was a beautiful little white cottage. Where lush red roses covered the doorway, and crept up towards the windows on the top floor.
"We can use magic here, it's protected from muggles, all they see is a run down house, with a sign somewhere that says 'Stay away, dangerous!'" They all piled out from the car, and Harry's trunk was taken towards the house. Page opened the door, and a little old lady with three house elves by her side, helped them in. "Oh Miss, I'm glad your back. I got Ibid, by the way. He is over there by the mantle piece." She said in a Devonshire accent. "Oh look, friends of your Miss?" Said a little house elf. "Yes, Annie they are. Come on in guys make yourselves at home. I wont be a minute. Oh Harry, you can give your trunk to Annie, and Mary, they will be happy to take it up for you and you can let your owl out if you want." Said Page, not looking at Hermione, she knew about S.P.E.W and thought it best to leave the argument until later. "Oh yes Miss of course Miss, here Master, let us take that for you." Said Annie. "Oh thank you." Harry handed them his trunk and Hedwig, and they used their own magic to lift them into the air and up the stairs. A little house elf followed Page, to the fireplace. "Miss, will the Master's and Miss be staying with us for tea?" Squeaked the house elf, Page smiled and looked down at her. "Yes Tessa. Tell me, when did Ibid arrive? Did he bring anything for me?" Tessa shook her long floppy ears, "He came this early morning Miss, he is very tired Miss." And she bowed at her, and ran off into the kitchen. Page stroked Ibid and he gave a feeble hoot. Ron and Hermione were talking to Mrs Hobbs, Page's carer since she left for America. Page then made her way towards them. She noticed that Harry was looking around the room and made for him instead. "Well what do you think Harry?" Page asked Harry. He smiled at her, "It's a beautiful place you have. Did you grow up here?" "Yes I did. I moved out when I was seventeen. Just after my N.E.W.T.s. Then I tried to find work in the Ministry, it's quite hard really. You have so many options, you don't know which to choose." At noon, they had cream tea with scones and elf-made strawberry jam. Then Arthur had to leave to be back at the Ministry for three. "Now then, you are to come to London at six o'clock, no later. The Floo Net- work is specialised for you at that time. Right then I must get back. Take care you lot. Bye Page." "Bye Arthur, and thanks for brining them here" "No problem. Talk to you later. The meeting starts at nine." He went out the door, and drove off back to London.