The next day it was a subdued group of Gryffindors that entered the great hall to a sudden hush. The noise level had only just returned to something near normal when Dumbledore stood up and gestured for silence.
"Good morning one and all." He said, his expression grave. "I hope that you will all join with me in observing a moment of silence in memory of two of Hogwarts' former students, Arthur and Molly Weasley." As Dumbledore stood with his head bowed the only sound that filled the hall was that of whispers from the Slytherin table. At length Dumbledore's head rose and he continued to speak. "Arthur and Molly were two shining examples of our world and it is a dimmer world now that they are gone. But they are not completely gone for their legacy will remain and be carried on in their children. I would ask all of you to allow the Weasley family to go about their business in peace at this sad time and unite with me once again in offering them our sincere condolences."
As Dumbledore sat back down Harry glanced at Ron, Ginny and the twins. They were all fighting back tears.
The next few days were decidedly strange for everyone. For example, although Snape contiued to wage a war of hatred against Harry, Ron and the other Weasley's he practically ignored. In fact it wasn't until Fred and George, taking advantage of this fact, filled the dungeon with indestructible multicoloured bubbles which changed the colour of everything they touched and earned themselves a months worth of detentions that he began to treat them all normally again. Fred and George took their revenge by convincing the house elves to secrete a Ha-Ha Humbug in Snape's lunch and thereby entertained the entire school for an afternoon.
Gryffindor quidditch try-outs were held and amazingly, Colin Creevy proved to be the best goalkeeper. The team was however without a captain until McGonagal finally decided on Fred and George. That night Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny stayed up late comforting them, for they could not help being upset that their parents would never know and be proud of them.
Divination lessons continued to be entertaining just for the interaction between Lavender, Parvati and Professor Regan. The hatred Lavender and Parvati held for the Professor was matched only by the indifference she showed for them and their talents.
Defence Against the Dark Arts was somewhat stale. Professor Rosenburg would lecture for half of the class and then hold a discussion on what they had learned and thought. It almost seemed as though she was holding something back.