The Truth is Told
Chapter Three: Home is where the Heart is
Warning!
This fic has the stupidest Author comments ever know to man. Approach with caution. If exposed to too much of this insanity, you may A.) Lose appreciation for chemistry B.) Begin to sit doing nothing but drink a Diet Coke and staring at the screen of your computer, C.) No longer be able to write any dramatic fics, D.) You will find yourself constantly repeating a strange made-up word, such as 'Nark,' 'Shittlepoo' and 'Fartsamoo.' If you experience any of these symptoms, review, and they should evaporate eventually.
DI: We do not own HP. If we did, Harry and Herm would have either kissed a long time ago, or Malfoy would have prospered and always saved the day and Snape would be the name of a common wizard house pet!
By: Northstar, Shimmersea and Lady Silver Dragon
***
Shimmersea: Waz up, Cuddles? (Giggles furiously)
Silvania: Oh, god. Don't tell me you've gotten into Animal Crossing.
Northstar: Ahem. That is not the point at hand. We have reviewers to thank!
Silvania: Oh, kewl. ^_^
Shim: I want to read the first one. (Squeals) Thank you, secretive 'Here for Shimmersea.' I see my little chattsy on Neopets worked wonders for this fic. And you guys said it was useless. (Clucks at them disapprovingly, and blows the reviewer a kiss)
Northstar: Hello, Jacob. (Winks) By the way, I am a much better target for your affection than Shim! (Shim blows kiss, and whacks Stars with her umbrella)
Silvania: WHAA! 'Who wants to know' says I'm a drag! (Weeps furiously) I'm a DRAGon, not a drag itself. (Shim glares, pulls the nasty reviewer out of space, and sicks Marth, Roy, Kirby, Yoshi and Samus on them)
Shim: (Coughs) Well, look on the bright side. A.) Annis is popping over for a visit, and B.) Chick-gal says you are her fave. *Smiles sincerely*
Silvania: HUH? Lemme see. (Grabs list) I love you all! Wai! I'm a fave! (Parties, while Shim blows a kiss)
Northstar: (Pulls out a mean version of her doggy, and sicks it on the now half-mangled mean reviewer.) Well! To 'Soccer_Man#1, if she does, you don't deserve it. (Shim blows kiss, and Northstar catches it in a butterfly net) (Shim glares and blows a second one)
All: HI, BLUB KABOB!! (All blow a kiss in perfect syncretism)
Shim: Hello, 'Shimmersea Lover.' I think that you are a *wittle bit* over protective, because I am not attached. (Blows two kisses)
DOORBELL!!!!!!! ***
Silvania: Me and Northstar will get that.
Shim: Well, to 'Neopets_fan_gurl,' and 'Here for Shimmersea,' you guys have my utmost appreciation, you are the greatest neofriends ever! (Blows a kiss for each)
Annis: HELLO!!! (Shim jumps, but smiles, and hugs her author friend)
Northstar: So this is Annis?
Silvania: You better believe it.
Annis: You know, your author realm is a bit drab. I'll help you perk it up a little bit!
Northstar: ?
Shim: Um. Okay, Annis, you just tell us what to do to the room. Starz, start the fic. NOW.
Northstar: OH! Okay, here comes. Chapter three?
Shim: God, that was weak.
Silvanis: Mmm-hmmm.
Northstar: Huh?
Annis: You have to be confident. Ooo, I like you're screen saver. (Smiles) It's so cute.
Northstar: Uh, okay, and now, for Chapter Three!
***
If there is one thing about the Potter/Weasley Residence that really stands out when you first come in the door is that a fight is a way of keeping one entertained.
"HANNAH!!" the blonde boy yelled, running his hand through his hair, trying to keep it out of his brown amber speckled eyes. He was a total heartthrob in the twin's public school. Girls practically bowed to him when he passed them in the halls. Harvey, though, couldn't care less at the moment.
Hidden in the closet, Hannah flicked her single blonde strand out of her face. She was a beautiful girl, but she had a graceful, unseen quality the other girls in her school lacked. Her mischievous green eyes always danced to an unseen movement, her hair always seemed to find a graceful float on even the slightest winds.
Smiling to herself, she flicked her finger, and she heard Harvey race toward the sound, thinking she had knocked something over. They were a full fourteen each. While Hannah had an iron grip on her grades, keeping a steady A in all her subject except Music ('She hates me, I swear!' Hannah told her parents when they discussed this) Harvey's were semi-slurred into a mix of B's and C's and occasional D's.
While Hannah was usually sweet-tempered, she tended to go slightly out of her way to aggravate her little brother. Maya snickered beside her, her red hair gracefully braided.
If Hannah was beautiful, then Maya was gorgeous. Yet she usually she hid her face behind thick, unforgiving glasses. They seem to make her pretty eyes be magnified at least 80 times. She had the signature Weasley freckles, but she wore them proudly like a banner.
Sadly, Maya had a very in-style taste of clothing. This style appalled her father. Hermione was always the one took Maya shopping, and she really didn't mind the belly-exposed style that was going around.
But yet, she also had her own little secretive ways of getting clothing she couldn't get even Harry to approve of. She protested they just 'appeared into her closet'. To say the least, this approach did not bode well with the adults living in the house.
Anyways, back to the smothered giggling in the closet. The family puppy, Sires, jumped around, trying to get one of the snickering girls to bask him in their loving attention. He was Hannah's puppy, actually. They had just got him recently, when Hannah had gone rebel and 'saved' him from an animal adoption agency.
When Harry saw the puppy, he had laughed, Calling him 'Lil Sirus! And exclaiming about a pool of nonsense Hannah didn't listen to. The little black puppy tended to like Harry more than Hermione, because she was very unforgiving when he winked on her new carpet.
Suddenly, the door flew open, and Maya and Hannah shot up in response, Hannah holding a stuffed bear behind her back.
"Give it BACK, Hannah!" Harvey said triumphantly. Hannah just smiled innocently.
"Give what back, dearest brother?" she asked, her eyes suddenly wide, trying to fool her less-than-convinced brother.
"You know what," he said, glancing at Maya. Maya had been his life long crush, and he was just now getting over the phase where he couldn't even speak to her without stuttering.
"I'm afraid I don't." Hannah said, giving him a smile that had won her the 'Mrs. Cuttie Pie' contest when she was 7.
"Mr. Snuggles!" Harvey finally exploded, blushing profusely.
"Oh, this?" Hannah said, pulling the bear from behind her back. Harvey tried to snatch it back, but Hannah pulled it from his reach. "Dearest Brother, hath thou forgotten all of the things your mother hast taught you?"
Harvey scowled, anger marked in his cheeks.
"Please, Hannah."
"There's a good boy." Hannah said jubilantly, giving her brother back his bear.
"Children!!" came Hermione's call from another room, "Go wash up. Dinners ready."
***
Hannah bounced into her place by her Dad. Her mother sat on the other side of Harry, and Ron, the dutiful kitchen helper, brought in the many delicacies Hermione had created for their enjoyment.
Hannah was soon bordered in when Ron sat down next to her, Maya on the other side of him, and poor Harvey was on the other side of his mother. Hannah smirked slightly when she noticed her mother was rubbing Harry's hand with a finger, gingerly tracing the lines in his hand.
(Sorry for the interruption, but thought you should know that LSD has sicked Sailor Draco and Sailor Annis on the now impaired, mangled, bloody nasty reviewer.)
Hannah liked to observe the connection between her parents. They were very much in love. One day, she thought to herself, I hope I meet someone like that.
After a couple minutes of silence and fervent eating (Harvey was already half done) Harry broke the quiet.
"Tomorrow we're going to Diagon."
"Where?" Hannah asked, over a mouthful of food. Her mothers warm eyes looked at her disapprovingly, silently telling her not to talk with her mouth full.
"Diagon Alley. To get you're supplies for Hogwarts." Harry continued. Hermione seemed rather distant, taking her hand that was laced with Harry's, and resting it on her lap, looking at the wall above the red that was Ron's head.
Harry looked at her momentarily, eyes on hers, seemingly pleading for eye contact, but she wouldn't look at him.
"Try to be up early." Harry finished. Hermione suddenly rose, leaving the table. Harry looked at the chair she had been in, then closed the subject by taking another bite of food.
Everyone, knowing the strained feeling, were silent the rest of the meal.
***
After their supper, Harry went into the room her shared with Hermione. Hannah followed, pressing her ear to the door, to listen in on their conversation.
"I thought we agreed they would be going Beaxbutton for their wizard training," came Hermione's muffled voice. Hannah couldn't hear her father's response, he was always to soft spoken when he fought.
"I have very bad memories about that school." She continued, "I don't want our children going there for most of the year."
"Voldemort's gone, Hermione," Harry replied, this time his voice strong enough for Hannah to hear.
"I don't want them going there!" Hermione repeated. Harry said something then which most of really made her mad, because she began yelling at him. Hannah covered her ears, escaping out to her room.
Scooping up her puppy, she curled up on her bed. She heard the door of her parent's room close, and the room next to her open. The guest room.
Oh God.
Hermione had kicked him out of their room.
Quietly getting up, she padded to the door in her fluffy bunny slippers and her bouncing cow jammies. Opening it and going into the guest room, she looked around. The balcony was open. Quietly going out, she silently set her puppy down.
"Daddy?" she whispered, wrapping her robe around herself. She saw Harry staring up at the stars.
He looked at her, eyes sad and lonely. But soon they danced with the same mischief reflected in her own.
"Waz up Hannah?" He asked playfully. She smiled, and hugged her Dad. She always had felt closer to her Dad then her mother. She loved her Mum with all her heart, but somehow, she and her father just clicked better.
She snuggled with him on the futon, and he tucked the blanket around her.
"Aren't the stars beautiful?" she asked, eyes dancing, watching the shimmering lights of the sky.
"They remind me of your mothers eyes," Harry replied solemnly. Hannah smiled, and Sirus jumped up and curled up on Harry's feet.
"What was your fight about?" Hannah finally asked, her heart banging tremendously.
If it were Hermione, she would have said, 'Hannah, that is none of your business, so I suggest you keep your pretty little nose out of it.' But Harry always told her everything she asked, like a truth spell was on him, or she was an adult.
"You're Mum and I disagree on the reliability of the Schools we're thinking of sending you to." He said. "She doesn't like the school I want."
"Well," Hannah said, "I think that Hogwart's is a great decision. Even if it has a really weird name."
"Stop that," Harry laughed, giving his daughter a soft nudge.
She giggled along with him, and fell asleep knowing the fight should be over by morning.
Fin. *
Northstar: Whoa. This was long. Two extra pages! (Whoa!)
Shimmersea: Yawn. Doing what Annis says is a lot of work.
LSD: Well, she's gone now, but wants to come back to visit us on Chapter 7 or 8.
Northstar: Well, this chap could have been longer, but. (All authors drop back unto beds that suddenly appear behind them) We're dead tired.
Shim: (Yawn!) Make sure Marth doesn't get in my bed. For that matter. Shimmersea Lover, too.
LSD: At least I don't have fans of that kind. (She and Northstar snicker)
Northstar: Bye bye!
LSD: Buh Bye!
Shimmersea: Later, Cuddles! (Giggles)
Chapter Three: Home is where the Heart is
Warning!
This fic has the stupidest Author comments ever know to man. Approach with caution. If exposed to too much of this insanity, you may A.) Lose appreciation for chemistry B.) Begin to sit doing nothing but drink a Diet Coke and staring at the screen of your computer, C.) No longer be able to write any dramatic fics, D.) You will find yourself constantly repeating a strange made-up word, such as 'Nark,' 'Shittlepoo' and 'Fartsamoo.' If you experience any of these symptoms, review, and they should evaporate eventually.
DI: We do not own HP. If we did, Harry and Herm would have either kissed a long time ago, or Malfoy would have prospered and always saved the day and Snape would be the name of a common wizard house pet!
By: Northstar, Shimmersea and Lady Silver Dragon
***
Shimmersea: Waz up, Cuddles? (Giggles furiously)
Silvania: Oh, god. Don't tell me you've gotten into Animal Crossing.
Northstar: Ahem. That is not the point at hand. We have reviewers to thank!
Silvania: Oh, kewl. ^_^
Shim: I want to read the first one. (Squeals) Thank you, secretive 'Here for Shimmersea.' I see my little chattsy on Neopets worked wonders for this fic. And you guys said it was useless. (Clucks at them disapprovingly, and blows the reviewer a kiss)
Northstar: Hello, Jacob. (Winks) By the way, I am a much better target for your affection than Shim! (Shim blows kiss, and whacks Stars with her umbrella)
Silvania: WHAA! 'Who wants to know' says I'm a drag! (Weeps furiously) I'm a DRAGon, not a drag itself. (Shim glares, pulls the nasty reviewer out of space, and sicks Marth, Roy, Kirby, Yoshi and Samus on them)
Shim: (Coughs) Well, look on the bright side. A.) Annis is popping over for a visit, and B.) Chick-gal says you are her fave. *Smiles sincerely*
Silvania: HUH? Lemme see. (Grabs list) I love you all! Wai! I'm a fave! (Parties, while Shim blows a kiss)
Northstar: (Pulls out a mean version of her doggy, and sicks it on the now half-mangled mean reviewer.) Well! To 'Soccer_Man#1, if she does, you don't deserve it. (Shim blows kiss, and Northstar catches it in a butterfly net) (Shim glares and blows a second one)
All: HI, BLUB KABOB!! (All blow a kiss in perfect syncretism)
Shim: Hello, 'Shimmersea Lover.' I think that you are a *wittle bit* over protective, because I am not attached. (Blows two kisses)
DOORBELL!!!!!!! ***
Silvania: Me and Northstar will get that.
Shim: Well, to 'Neopets_fan_gurl,' and 'Here for Shimmersea,' you guys have my utmost appreciation, you are the greatest neofriends ever! (Blows a kiss for each)
Annis: HELLO!!! (Shim jumps, but smiles, and hugs her author friend)
Northstar: So this is Annis?
Silvania: You better believe it.
Annis: You know, your author realm is a bit drab. I'll help you perk it up a little bit!
Northstar: ?
Shim: Um. Okay, Annis, you just tell us what to do to the room. Starz, start the fic. NOW.
Northstar: OH! Okay, here comes. Chapter three?
Shim: God, that was weak.
Silvanis: Mmm-hmmm.
Northstar: Huh?
Annis: You have to be confident. Ooo, I like you're screen saver. (Smiles) It's so cute.
Northstar: Uh, okay, and now, for Chapter Three!
***
If there is one thing about the Potter/Weasley Residence that really stands out when you first come in the door is that a fight is a way of keeping one entertained.
"HANNAH!!" the blonde boy yelled, running his hand through his hair, trying to keep it out of his brown amber speckled eyes. He was a total heartthrob in the twin's public school. Girls practically bowed to him when he passed them in the halls. Harvey, though, couldn't care less at the moment.
Hidden in the closet, Hannah flicked her single blonde strand out of her face. She was a beautiful girl, but she had a graceful, unseen quality the other girls in her school lacked. Her mischievous green eyes always danced to an unseen movement, her hair always seemed to find a graceful float on even the slightest winds.
Smiling to herself, she flicked her finger, and she heard Harvey race toward the sound, thinking she had knocked something over. They were a full fourteen each. While Hannah had an iron grip on her grades, keeping a steady A in all her subject except Music ('She hates me, I swear!' Hannah told her parents when they discussed this) Harvey's were semi-slurred into a mix of B's and C's and occasional D's.
While Hannah was usually sweet-tempered, she tended to go slightly out of her way to aggravate her little brother. Maya snickered beside her, her red hair gracefully braided.
If Hannah was beautiful, then Maya was gorgeous. Yet she usually she hid her face behind thick, unforgiving glasses. They seem to make her pretty eyes be magnified at least 80 times. She had the signature Weasley freckles, but she wore them proudly like a banner.
Sadly, Maya had a very in-style taste of clothing. This style appalled her father. Hermione was always the one took Maya shopping, and she really didn't mind the belly-exposed style that was going around.
But yet, she also had her own little secretive ways of getting clothing she couldn't get even Harry to approve of. She protested they just 'appeared into her closet'. To say the least, this approach did not bode well with the adults living in the house.
Anyways, back to the smothered giggling in the closet. The family puppy, Sires, jumped around, trying to get one of the snickering girls to bask him in their loving attention. He was Hannah's puppy, actually. They had just got him recently, when Hannah had gone rebel and 'saved' him from an animal adoption agency.
When Harry saw the puppy, he had laughed, Calling him 'Lil Sirus! And exclaiming about a pool of nonsense Hannah didn't listen to. The little black puppy tended to like Harry more than Hermione, because she was very unforgiving when he winked on her new carpet.
Suddenly, the door flew open, and Maya and Hannah shot up in response, Hannah holding a stuffed bear behind her back.
"Give it BACK, Hannah!" Harvey said triumphantly. Hannah just smiled innocently.
"Give what back, dearest brother?" she asked, her eyes suddenly wide, trying to fool her less-than-convinced brother.
"You know what," he said, glancing at Maya. Maya had been his life long crush, and he was just now getting over the phase where he couldn't even speak to her without stuttering.
"I'm afraid I don't." Hannah said, giving him a smile that had won her the 'Mrs. Cuttie Pie' contest when she was 7.
"Mr. Snuggles!" Harvey finally exploded, blushing profusely.
"Oh, this?" Hannah said, pulling the bear from behind her back. Harvey tried to snatch it back, but Hannah pulled it from his reach. "Dearest Brother, hath thou forgotten all of the things your mother hast taught you?"
Harvey scowled, anger marked in his cheeks.
"Please, Hannah."
"There's a good boy." Hannah said jubilantly, giving her brother back his bear.
"Children!!" came Hermione's call from another room, "Go wash up. Dinners ready."
***
Hannah bounced into her place by her Dad. Her mother sat on the other side of Harry, and Ron, the dutiful kitchen helper, brought in the many delicacies Hermione had created for their enjoyment.
Hannah was soon bordered in when Ron sat down next to her, Maya on the other side of him, and poor Harvey was on the other side of his mother. Hannah smirked slightly when she noticed her mother was rubbing Harry's hand with a finger, gingerly tracing the lines in his hand.
(Sorry for the interruption, but thought you should know that LSD has sicked Sailor Draco and Sailor Annis on the now impaired, mangled, bloody nasty reviewer.)
Hannah liked to observe the connection between her parents. They were very much in love. One day, she thought to herself, I hope I meet someone like that.
After a couple minutes of silence and fervent eating (Harvey was already half done) Harry broke the quiet.
"Tomorrow we're going to Diagon."
"Where?" Hannah asked, over a mouthful of food. Her mothers warm eyes looked at her disapprovingly, silently telling her not to talk with her mouth full.
"Diagon Alley. To get you're supplies for Hogwarts." Harry continued. Hermione seemed rather distant, taking her hand that was laced with Harry's, and resting it on her lap, looking at the wall above the red that was Ron's head.
Harry looked at her momentarily, eyes on hers, seemingly pleading for eye contact, but she wouldn't look at him.
"Try to be up early." Harry finished. Hermione suddenly rose, leaving the table. Harry looked at the chair she had been in, then closed the subject by taking another bite of food.
Everyone, knowing the strained feeling, were silent the rest of the meal.
***
After their supper, Harry went into the room her shared with Hermione. Hannah followed, pressing her ear to the door, to listen in on their conversation.
"I thought we agreed they would be going Beaxbutton for their wizard training," came Hermione's muffled voice. Hannah couldn't hear her father's response, he was always to soft spoken when he fought.
"I have very bad memories about that school." She continued, "I don't want our children going there for most of the year."
"Voldemort's gone, Hermione," Harry replied, this time his voice strong enough for Hannah to hear.
"I don't want them going there!" Hermione repeated. Harry said something then which most of really made her mad, because she began yelling at him. Hannah covered her ears, escaping out to her room.
Scooping up her puppy, she curled up on her bed. She heard the door of her parent's room close, and the room next to her open. The guest room.
Oh God.
Hermione had kicked him out of their room.
Quietly getting up, she padded to the door in her fluffy bunny slippers and her bouncing cow jammies. Opening it and going into the guest room, she looked around. The balcony was open. Quietly going out, she silently set her puppy down.
"Daddy?" she whispered, wrapping her robe around herself. She saw Harry staring up at the stars.
He looked at her, eyes sad and lonely. But soon they danced with the same mischief reflected in her own.
"Waz up Hannah?" He asked playfully. She smiled, and hugged her Dad. She always had felt closer to her Dad then her mother. She loved her Mum with all her heart, but somehow, she and her father just clicked better.
She snuggled with him on the futon, and he tucked the blanket around her.
"Aren't the stars beautiful?" she asked, eyes dancing, watching the shimmering lights of the sky.
"They remind me of your mothers eyes," Harry replied solemnly. Hannah smiled, and Sirus jumped up and curled up on Harry's feet.
"What was your fight about?" Hannah finally asked, her heart banging tremendously.
If it were Hermione, she would have said, 'Hannah, that is none of your business, so I suggest you keep your pretty little nose out of it.' But Harry always told her everything she asked, like a truth spell was on him, or she was an adult.
"You're Mum and I disagree on the reliability of the Schools we're thinking of sending you to." He said. "She doesn't like the school I want."
"Well," Hannah said, "I think that Hogwart's is a great decision. Even if it has a really weird name."
"Stop that," Harry laughed, giving his daughter a soft nudge.
She giggled along with him, and fell asleep knowing the fight should be over by morning.
Fin. *
Northstar: Whoa. This was long. Two extra pages! (Whoa!)
Shimmersea: Yawn. Doing what Annis says is a lot of work.
LSD: Well, she's gone now, but wants to come back to visit us on Chapter 7 or 8.
Northstar: Well, this chap could have been longer, but. (All authors drop back unto beds that suddenly appear behind them) We're dead tired.
Shim: (Yawn!) Make sure Marth doesn't get in my bed. For that matter. Shimmersea Lover, too.
LSD: At least I don't have fans of that kind. (She and Northstar snicker)
Northstar: Bye bye!
LSD: Buh Bye!
Shimmersea: Later, Cuddles! (Giggles)