Chapter 15
A Day of Rest and Relaxation
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Author's Note - Thanks to my Beta, "Discussion group", and my reviewers.
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"Meaning that the real Minister is currently being peeled off of the sidewalk." Shadow cut in, and it was hard to tell if he was happy or sad. His face held a frown but his eyes were alive with mirth. Everyone's eyes turned to where the Aurors were sealing some kind of bag over the dead Minister.
"I have to get to work, Molly, Bill and Charlie are coming with me. We might be late for dinner if it's really bad," said Arthur. He came forward and kissed his wife and hugged his children, including Harry. The boys hugged their family and then followed their father down the alley to a place where they could Apparate to the Ministry.
In the moments of silence that followed, Shadow shrunk all the packages and stored them and then lead everyone into a store where they Flooed to Grimwauld Place. He led them into the kitchen and unloaded the packages and then started a pot of tea. Everyone sat in silence as he dished out the tea and the children looked over their supplies. As time ticked slowly by, conversations started up. Harry and Ron were discussing Quidditch and flipping through a book with pictures of different teams zooming back and forth. Beside them it seemed that Hermione had finally found someone who shared her interest in magic and all the different subjects. They where chatting and flipping through all their new schools books and Harry and Ron shared matching smirks. It seemed to all the adults in the room that Blaise fit in with the dream team perfectly well, and even helped balance it out giving Hermione a study buddy. The only one who remained quiet in the kitchen as the mood increased rapidly was Shadow, who sat watching everything, flipping through a Quidditch magazine.
About two hours after their return there was a loud shout of, "Oi!" and the Weasley twins walked in grinning.
"Dad sent us home," Fred stated.
"Yep, said for us to look out for the ones on the home front," added George grinning.
"So we decided we'd try out a certain indoor Quidditch pitch." Fred said as he and George lifted a large box from between them and heaved it onto the table.
"Now we probably won't have enough people to form two complete full teams but we figured we could shorten them a bit if necessary." George commented as they plied the box open to reveal new brooms all a dark black with a silver trim, much like the Nimbus two-thousand and ones.
"Now Harry and Ginny will both be Seekers of course," chuckled Fred. "Me and George can be Beaters for a team apiece. Ron can be a Keeper but here's where we run into a problem, you see." George stated writing the names in two columns on the paper.
"I can play Keeper," said a voice and they all jumped to see Shadow stepping forward and laying down his magazine.
"Now for Chasers." Fred said looking over at Blaise and the others in the room, grimacing slightly.
"I can play Chaser," the two voices melded into one as both Blaise and her mother stood up. The twins smiled and added them to the list then he held it up for everyone to see.
Hawks - Silver Eagles-gold
Captain - Harry - Seeker Captain-Ron-keeperr
Fred - Beater Ginny - Seeker
Shadow - Keeper George - Beater
Blaise - Chaser Carmen - Chaser
There were nods of agreement and everyone who was playing took a broom and followed the twins towards a portrait on the back wall. One of the twins tapped it and the portrait grew out and they walked in, followed by everyone currently in the house. The teams each went to their separate locker rooms, and those not playing went up into the stands. In the locker rooms they found Quidditch gear bearing their team name and color.
They changed into the robes and gear and then were given a speech by Harry, when a bell rang they headed out onto the field. Waiting for them there dressed in black and white robes was Molly Weasley. She held a broom over her shoulder and the box of Quidditch balls were beside her.
"I want a good fair game now, no cheating, no playing pranks, and generally no getting hurt." Molly said and the players mounted their brooms. They soared into the air and the balls where released. Harry soared around the pitch glancing everywhere for the Snitch. He found Ginny soaring on the other side of the pitch looking for the Snitch. The two Chasers fought fiercely, wrestling the Quaffle from each other at every turn. Fred and George were bouncing the one Bludger around as Ron and Shadow did flips on their brooms.
The fans were laughing at the mock game of Quidditch where no one scored and the Seekers were avoiding the snitch. After a few hours, the score was 100 to 100 and Molly called the game to a halt because dinner need to be started and eaten. Harry and Ginny dove after the Snitch but seconds before they caught it Shadow snatched it from the air and grabbed the back of Fred's broom and was lowered safely to the ground. His broom was led down by George who looked quite shocked at what he had done. Molly only shook her head and walked off muttering something about bad impression.
After getting everything put up and changing back into their normal clothes they walked into the kitchen to find everyone else waiting. Mr. Weasley and his oldest sons were still gone and dinner was being set on the table. They all sat down and enjoyed a nice meal of baked chicken, with apple pie for dessert. As they were all sitting back and relaxing a figure appeared in the doorway. The hood of his black robe was down to reveal familiar gray eyes and blonde hair.
"No scum allowed," said Ron as he looked into the cold steel eyes of one of the people he hated most.
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Author's Note - 1021, I was going to leave you all at gray eyes and blonde hair but it was exactly 999. So I decided to give you a bit more. The next chapter is already played out and all I have to do is add a few things. So make me want to post it before Wednsday at the latest. Now a word to my reviewer.
Horsecrzy - It make you want to find out what happens next. You must admit though most of them are minor cliffies but I'm glad you think mine's a good one. I hope you enjoy this new chapter. Always.
Until next time,
Flames
A Day of Rest and Relaxation
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Author's Note - Thanks to my Beta, "Discussion group", and my reviewers.
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"Meaning that the real Minister is currently being peeled off of the sidewalk." Shadow cut in, and it was hard to tell if he was happy or sad. His face held a frown but his eyes were alive with mirth. Everyone's eyes turned to where the Aurors were sealing some kind of bag over the dead Minister.
"I have to get to work, Molly, Bill and Charlie are coming with me. We might be late for dinner if it's really bad," said Arthur. He came forward and kissed his wife and hugged his children, including Harry. The boys hugged their family and then followed their father down the alley to a place where they could Apparate to the Ministry.
In the moments of silence that followed, Shadow shrunk all the packages and stored them and then lead everyone into a store where they Flooed to Grimwauld Place. He led them into the kitchen and unloaded the packages and then started a pot of tea. Everyone sat in silence as he dished out the tea and the children looked over their supplies. As time ticked slowly by, conversations started up. Harry and Ron were discussing Quidditch and flipping through a book with pictures of different teams zooming back and forth. Beside them it seemed that Hermione had finally found someone who shared her interest in magic and all the different subjects. They where chatting and flipping through all their new schools books and Harry and Ron shared matching smirks. It seemed to all the adults in the room that Blaise fit in with the dream team perfectly well, and even helped balance it out giving Hermione a study buddy. The only one who remained quiet in the kitchen as the mood increased rapidly was Shadow, who sat watching everything, flipping through a Quidditch magazine.
About two hours after their return there was a loud shout of, "Oi!" and the Weasley twins walked in grinning.
"Dad sent us home," Fred stated.
"Yep, said for us to look out for the ones on the home front," added George grinning.
"So we decided we'd try out a certain indoor Quidditch pitch." Fred said as he and George lifted a large box from between them and heaved it onto the table.
"Now we probably won't have enough people to form two complete full teams but we figured we could shorten them a bit if necessary." George commented as they plied the box open to reveal new brooms all a dark black with a silver trim, much like the Nimbus two-thousand and ones.
"Now Harry and Ginny will both be Seekers of course," chuckled Fred. "Me and George can be Beaters for a team apiece. Ron can be a Keeper but here's where we run into a problem, you see." George stated writing the names in two columns on the paper.
"I can play Keeper," said a voice and they all jumped to see Shadow stepping forward and laying down his magazine.
"Now for Chasers." Fred said looking over at Blaise and the others in the room, grimacing slightly.
"I can play Chaser," the two voices melded into one as both Blaise and her mother stood up. The twins smiled and added them to the list then he held it up for everyone to see.
Hawks - Silver Eagles-gold
Captain - Harry - Seeker Captain-Ron-keeperr
Fred - Beater Ginny - Seeker
Shadow - Keeper George - Beater
Blaise - Chaser Carmen - Chaser
There were nods of agreement and everyone who was playing took a broom and followed the twins towards a portrait on the back wall. One of the twins tapped it and the portrait grew out and they walked in, followed by everyone currently in the house. The teams each went to their separate locker rooms, and those not playing went up into the stands. In the locker rooms they found Quidditch gear bearing their team name and color.
They changed into the robes and gear and then were given a speech by Harry, when a bell rang they headed out onto the field. Waiting for them there dressed in black and white robes was Molly Weasley. She held a broom over her shoulder and the box of Quidditch balls were beside her.
"I want a good fair game now, no cheating, no playing pranks, and generally no getting hurt." Molly said and the players mounted their brooms. They soared into the air and the balls where released. Harry soared around the pitch glancing everywhere for the Snitch. He found Ginny soaring on the other side of the pitch looking for the Snitch. The two Chasers fought fiercely, wrestling the Quaffle from each other at every turn. Fred and George were bouncing the one Bludger around as Ron and Shadow did flips on their brooms.
The fans were laughing at the mock game of Quidditch where no one scored and the Seekers were avoiding the snitch. After a few hours, the score was 100 to 100 and Molly called the game to a halt because dinner need to be started and eaten. Harry and Ginny dove after the Snitch but seconds before they caught it Shadow snatched it from the air and grabbed the back of Fred's broom and was lowered safely to the ground. His broom was led down by George who looked quite shocked at what he had done. Molly only shook her head and walked off muttering something about bad impression.
After getting everything put up and changing back into their normal clothes they walked into the kitchen to find everyone else waiting. Mr. Weasley and his oldest sons were still gone and dinner was being set on the table. They all sat down and enjoyed a nice meal of baked chicken, with apple pie for dessert. As they were all sitting back and relaxing a figure appeared in the doorway. The hood of his black robe was down to reveal familiar gray eyes and blonde hair.
"No scum allowed," said Ron as he looked into the cold steel eyes of one of the people he hated most.
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Author's Note - 1021, I was going to leave you all at gray eyes and blonde hair but it was exactly 999. So I decided to give you a bit more. The next chapter is already played out and all I have to do is add a few things. So make me want to post it before Wednsday at the latest. Now a word to my reviewer.
Horsecrzy - It make you want to find out what happens next. You must admit though most of them are minor cliffies but I'm glad you think mine's a good one. I hope you enjoy this new chapter. Always.
Until next time,
Flames