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Chapter 2
Mrs. Weasley leapt off her chair and ran to Harry's side, she grabbed his sweater and pulled it up. Everyone sucked in their breath and Mrs. Weasley made a noise like she was going to faint. "Harry?" she sent at him a pitiful look, and a shiver ran down his spine.
"Its nothing" he said yanking his shirt out of Mrs. Weasley's hand "I just fell down the stairs, ok now can I please go lie down?" he lied, sweat poured down his face and his knees shook, he needed to lie down and rest or he was going to pass out.
"No Harry tell us what really happened" Lupin stood and turned to Harry "having done it once before I would know that you can't obtain injuries like that from merely falling down stairs" Harry was supposed to laugh at that, but the guilt from his lies and the aching in his head (and pretty much everywhere on his body) had sucked all the laughter out of him.
Now was the time to tell them the pain of his summer, he opened his mouth to speak but words failed him, his mind wondered and the room swam in and out of focus. He really needed to sit down.
"Harry?" Lupin was only a few feet away from Harry now and walking closer with a worried expression on his face. Harry tried to keep his eyes open but the world around him was slipping away like oil from a greasy cooking pan he felt the rush of falling and in the distance he herd Mrs. Weasley scream his name and Lupin shout "HARRY!? No...I got him Molly go call Dumbledore." . . . Desiree:
The room was dark so dark even the shadows chose to seek refuge somewhere else. Tonight was our night to do the same. When I say 'our' I mean me and the closest thing I have to a sister, Packey. We have been friends since my first day at this hellhole of an orphanage, when she saved my life for the first time and not the last.
"Tap tap...tap...tap tap" that was my signal the coast was clear, and Packey was outside. So I climbed over my bed to the window and repeated the tap, before opening the tinted window to see Packey smiling up at me, she has a cute face, that was framed with short stylish blonde hair of which she had curled that morning to show her layers, all matching with huge almond shaped eyes and a big sparkling grin, "I'm so nervous," she whispered excitedly, as I climbed through the window as quietly as possible dragging my magically altered backpack in which I had put everything me and Packey had ever owned including one little silver key which was one of the only things I had from my mom. Altogether the backpack didn't need anything done to it, I just enjoyed magic so much I took every chance I got to use it.
"Ya me to" I pulled the window shut behind me and we set off down the street. We walked quietly for about half an hour till we reached the park then we figured it was safe to have a rest.
"So" Packey said passively sitting down on a swing "how are we supposed to find this Dumbledore guy anyway? Do we call him or something?"
"Well no...he's suppose to be tracking us, as soon as he thinks its safe he'll show up." Packey gave me a none believing look "he'll come and GET THAT FACE OFF YOUR...FACE...I'M NOT A SIDE SHOW YA KNOW!"
Packey laughed, "I know Desiree I trust you." Packey's trust helped but it wasn't enough I was starting to doubt my own sanity. Wizards? Castles? Magic? Who the hell was I kidding, oh ya my best friend and myself.
. . .
Harry:
"Oh Mum I think he's coming around! Harry? Haaarry?" Fred's face was about an inch from Harry's when he opened his eyes he yelped. "Wow you gave us all a scare just then, passing out like that, Mum upstairs and Tonks, dad and Lupin are trying to talk her down. Feel any better? You should, you've been to Mungo's and back you have." Now he thought about it he did feel a lot better in fact it felt like nothing was wrong at all, he started to sit up but George pushed him back down onto the couch, "sorry Harry, the healer said you should just rest a bit after you wake up, you lost a lot of blood." Harry nodded and Fred piped in "ya mate, besides you still look like death, I would be to scared you'd pass out again."
"Ooh Harry thank god your ok!" Mrs. Weasley Ran across the room and grabbed him off the couch pulling him in to a tight but this time painless hug, "we thought we'd lots you for a minute there, you were so cold." She sobbed.
"Molly I think Harry and I need to have a little heart to heart." Lupin said walking noiselessly into the room.
"Well, yes...yes I suppose you do...I'll just...go make some tea...come on boys" and with that the twins and Mrs. Weasley departed to the kitchen.
"Uh you to Ron." Lupin sighed. Harry hadn't even noticed him before, he was ashen faced and looked dazed. "Ron"
"Harry," he whispered looking at Harry tears in his eyes "don't do that again ok?" he looked positively traumatized.
"Ok Ron" Harry replied Hoarsely. Ron stood silently and followed his family. Harry ached inside, how could he have done this to his friends? He should have told everyone when he first saw them, and now they probably hated him!
"Poor fellow," Lupin sighed, "he really cares about you, a lot like Serious cared for James." Harry said nothing it was still difficult to talk about Serious. "So Harry tell me, what really happened to you?"
Harry shrugged and stared at a dot on the wall in front of him.
"Come on you don't honestly expect me too...no...no I'm sorry...if you really don't know...I believe you." Lupin sighed and started to get up.
"He went Mad...I don't know why" it took every bit of mental strength Harry had just to push those few sentences from his throat, and instantly he felt like a not in his stomach was loosening.
Lupin sat back down "who went mad Harry?" Lupin put a hand on his shoulder.
"Vernon" he replied as if it was something to be ashamed of, Harry felt tears welling up in his eyes no mater what he looked at, they just kept coming.
"Did he hurt you?" Harry nodded. "Why on earth didn't you tell us, you wrote all the time." Harry shook his Head, not wanting to open his mouth with the fear of just all out screaming at Lupin, shaking him and hitting him until he understood what Harry had been going through since he was left at the Dursley's. "What do you mean no, I have your letters in my suitcase"
"Wasn't me," Harry growled trying to keep his face emotionless, but as if he was still in physical pain, it was near impossible.
"Then who wrote them...Vernon?" Harry nodded, "so I'm guessing you didn't get a type writer?"
Harry shook his head "Nope"
Lupin sighed again and let his face fall into his hands. "I'm so sorry Harry, I should have guessed, your letters were so short...I thought you were just depressed... Serious would bash me...how could I have been so stupid!"
"Its not your fault I should have told you the second we were out of the house." Harry sighed, "I was just scared...he told me not to tell...its no excuse for lying...I'm just as bad as Peter"
"Don't say that Harry, it's not true...we both made some mistakes but all in all there only one person whom the blame rightfully belongs to and that is your uncle." Lupin stood up fast, "and it's about time someone sorted him out."
"Lupin!" Harry gasped
"Yes?" Lupin stopped and looked at Harry obviously really pissed off but trying to hide it.
"Don't do anything that will get you in trouble." Harry sat up and instantly received an over powering head rush, which left this head throbbing. He moaned and lay back down.
Lupin sighed, "After all he did... I'm astounded that you can put aside your want for revenge to worry about the consequences, you never cease to amaze me Harry James Potter," and then with a loud bang of apperation, he was gone.
. . .
Desiree:
The night was warm but I was so nervous I was shivering. What if it was all a joke? A prank? Just some old guy and his friends who decided to mess with my head? No...no I new their faces I had my whole life, they were the ones who left me here and they would come and get me, I hope. I just hope he remembered.
"CRACK!"
Packey and me both fell backwards off our swings "did someone shoot at us?" I asked Packey.
She looked just as bewildered as I did "by someone you mean that old guy?" she pointed and there sure enough stood a man with long silver hair and an even longer beard he was wearing a pare of purple robes and perched neatly on his head was a pointy wizards hat. I recognized him immediately.
"Dumbledore! Hay man don't shoot, we come in peace!" I yelled there after standing up Packey was soon behinde my cowering slightly in my hair.
"Ah there you are, it took me quiet some time to track you down Desiree." He smiled a warm comforting smile that made me stop shivering and relax.
"So you're a wizard, hu?" Packey asked putting her fear behind her and declaring her presents but not yet coming out of hiding.
"And you must be Miss Packey Darnel, it's a pleaser to meet you and yes I am a wizard." He walked towards us and we followed suit stepping around our swings so that we were only a few feet from the old wizard.
"The Pleaser is all mine Mr....uh...humble door sir." Packey bowed and then stepped up next to me with a giddy look on her face. Dumbledore bowed as low as his old back would take him and rose still smiling.
"So...uh...were are Severis, Hagred, Remuness, Serious and Miravera?" I asked looking around as if expecting to see the usual crowd.
"Waiting for you at Hogwarts" he pulled out a brown coin with a hole in the middle "if your ready touch your hand to this and I'll take you both to the Leaky Caldron, which is were you will be staying for the next week or so."
Packey pushed her stylishly short blonde hair away from her face to look at me. I shrugged and we both reached forward and touched the ugly little coin, and suddenly it felt like I was being pulled along by my face. I could see the others next to me the world going by so fast around us it was a blur. Packey and I were home free; we'd never have to see that pain in the chocolate factory, city again.
. . .
Harry:
The house didn't seem quiet the same after everyone found out what had happened in Surry, they all keep looking sorry for him and talking about him when they didn't think he was around.
One particular conversation between Mr. And Mrs. Weasley of which he overheard quiet accidentally remained lodged in his mind for quiet some time.
They were taking in the kitchen while Harry was lying out on the lawn. Mr. Weasley walked over to the window and opened it before walking back to his distressed wife. "Really Molly there's nothing else you could have done for him, it was a very good act he had going, no one but Lupin noticed anything." He assured her soothingly.
"But his eyes Arthur! They looked so tired, so hurt...so different...boys of his age aren't suppose to have eyes like that. Why couldn't I tell he was in pain?" she sobbed.
"Harry's been through a lot dear, we all just thought he was depressed about Serious, the rest of us have been." Harry got up to leave feeling sick to his stomach, Serious. He wiped the tears out of his eyes just before Ron came around the corner. Harry had been inches from walking right into him.
"Oh Hi I've been looking for you! Were have you been I looked everywhere!" But his eyes enlarged when he looked at Harry's face. "Harry? What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, I just was looking for a couple gnomes to through... Er...do...my eyes look any different to you?" Harry asked leaning forward so Ron could see.
Ron squinted into Harry's eyes "not really" Harry felt a rush of relief and stopped opening his eyes so wide, "wait...whoa...there a lot darker and...that's weird Harry cut in out."
"What am I doing?" he asked taken aback by Ron's response.
"Looking at me like that, it's freaking me out." Ron backed away a little raising an eyebrow at him and still backing away.
"I'm sorry I'm really not trying to look at you in a way that upsets you Ron but really HOW am I looking at you?!"
Ron stopped and his eyes grew even larger "You look...like Serious... when we first met him... your eyes...are all dark and... it scary, so cut it out." His mouth barely moved when he talked like Harry eyes hypnotized him or something.
Harry looked at the ground it was painful to think of Serious. Ron walked back over to him with a pensive look on his pale face "What happened to you Harry? You keep changing, it's hard to keep up with you."
Well its...just...lots of stuff... you know...stupid stuff" for a second Harry had actually thought about telling Ron everything the prophecy, how he couldn't stop thinking about Serious and the nightmares he'd been having lately, but caught him self, he didn't need to give them anymore reasons to look at him like he was on his death bed.
Ron raised his eyebrows again "oh, really just stupid stuff? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I always tell you everything." Ron looked angrily at the floor and started to walk away.
"Ron," Harry reached over and grabbed Ron's arm and turned him around...fine...I'll tell you...but not here, we have to go somewhere where no one can hear us." Ron nodded and they went inside tiptoeing up stairs to buckbeacks room on the top floor.
"So what's going on Harry?" Ron asked fixing him with an angry stare.
"Are you sure you can handle this Ron?" he asked, Ron hesitated and then nodded. "So you won't tell any one or freak out right?" Ron looked a little scared now, but still nodded a little more slowly this time. "Okay but you asked for it Ron I herd the prophecy after the Department of Mysteries thing, in Dumbledore's office."
Ron looked surprised "So?" he asked nervously "what did it say?" Harry sighed and told Ron what the prophecy said. Ron didn't even blink he just stared at Harry as if he didn't quiet get it yet "you me you and ...Val...va...him...will have to..."
"Ya," Harry sighed, "one of us has to go...one way or another." He felt the tears welling up again in his eyes, And suddenly he was talking more than he ever talked before laying all his burdens on Ron so he could help him carry them "and now Serious is gone and I'll, never make it without him...I'm sorry Ron...I shouldn't have told you all that." Ron was now staring at him tears streaming down his face. Harry let his head fall agents his knee's his vision blurred by his tears "your so lucky Ron...you know...I've never known what its like to have a family...you and Hermione are the first friends I ever had, and everyone else...I'm so scared Ron...not of dying or getting hurt...of losing the rest of you ...of letting you all down...I'm just so tired of everyone depending on me to do something I know I can't do."
At that moment the door burst open Hermione stormed in to the room looking very upset picked up a small flesh colored thing from the bed side table screamed "YOU ARE HORABLE!" into it, yanked the string it was attached to out of the wall and stomped out of the room tear stains under her eyes.
Ron gulped "oh ya," he scratched behind his ear "did I tell you Hermione was coming over?"
Sooooooooooooooo? What did ya think? Good? Bad? Corny? Not enough? do you see any mistakes? Please tell me so I can change them ok? Its that little button at the bottom of the screen...- that side. Even if you hate it pleeeeease tell me or I'll stop writing forever!!! J/k!
LUV YA! S.S.M.!
Chapter 2
Mrs. Weasley leapt off her chair and ran to Harry's side, she grabbed his sweater and pulled it up. Everyone sucked in their breath and Mrs. Weasley made a noise like she was going to faint. "Harry?" she sent at him a pitiful look, and a shiver ran down his spine.
"Its nothing" he said yanking his shirt out of Mrs. Weasley's hand "I just fell down the stairs, ok now can I please go lie down?" he lied, sweat poured down his face and his knees shook, he needed to lie down and rest or he was going to pass out.
"No Harry tell us what really happened" Lupin stood and turned to Harry "having done it once before I would know that you can't obtain injuries like that from merely falling down stairs" Harry was supposed to laugh at that, but the guilt from his lies and the aching in his head (and pretty much everywhere on his body) had sucked all the laughter out of him.
Now was the time to tell them the pain of his summer, he opened his mouth to speak but words failed him, his mind wondered and the room swam in and out of focus. He really needed to sit down.
"Harry?" Lupin was only a few feet away from Harry now and walking closer with a worried expression on his face. Harry tried to keep his eyes open but the world around him was slipping away like oil from a greasy cooking pan he felt the rush of falling and in the distance he herd Mrs. Weasley scream his name and Lupin shout "HARRY!? No...I got him Molly go call Dumbledore." . . . Desiree:
The room was dark so dark even the shadows chose to seek refuge somewhere else. Tonight was our night to do the same. When I say 'our' I mean me and the closest thing I have to a sister, Packey. We have been friends since my first day at this hellhole of an orphanage, when she saved my life for the first time and not the last.
"Tap tap...tap...tap tap" that was my signal the coast was clear, and Packey was outside. So I climbed over my bed to the window and repeated the tap, before opening the tinted window to see Packey smiling up at me, she has a cute face, that was framed with short stylish blonde hair of which she had curled that morning to show her layers, all matching with huge almond shaped eyes and a big sparkling grin, "I'm so nervous," she whispered excitedly, as I climbed through the window as quietly as possible dragging my magically altered backpack in which I had put everything me and Packey had ever owned including one little silver key which was one of the only things I had from my mom. Altogether the backpack didn't need anything done to it, I just enjoyed magic so much I took every chance I got to use it.
"Ya me to" I pulled the window shut behind me and we set off down the street. We walked quietly for about half an hour till we reached the park then we figured it was safe to have a rest.
"So" Packey said passively sitting down on a swing "how are we supposed to find this Dumbledore guy anyway? Do we call him or something?"
"Well no...he's suppose to be tracking us, as soon as he thinks its safe he'll show up." Packey gave me a none believing look "he'll come and GET THAT FACE OFF YOUR...FACE...I'M NOT A SIDE SHOW YA KNOW!"
Packey laughed, "I know Desiree I trust you." Packey's trust helped but it wasn't enough I was starting to doubt my own sanity. Wizards? Castles? Magic? Who the hell was I kidding, oh ya my best friend and myself.
. . .
Harry:
"Oh Mum I think he's coming around! Harry? Haaarry?" Fred's face was about an inch from Harry's when he opened his eyes he yelped. "Wow you gave us all a scare just then, passing out like that, Mum upstairs and Tonks, dad and Lupin are trying to talk her down. Feel any better? You should, you've been to Mungo's and back you have." Now he thought about it he did feel a lot better in fact it felt like nothing was wrong at all, he started to sit up but George pushed him back down onto the couch, "sorry Harry, the healer said you should just rest a bit after you wake up, you lost a lot of blood." Harry nodded and Fred piped in "ya mate, besides you still look like death, I would be to scared you'd pass out again."
"Ooh Harry thank god your ok!" Mrs. Weasley Ran across the room and grabbed him off the couch pulling him in to a tight but this time painless hug, "we thought we'd lots you for a minute there, you were so cold." She sobbed.
"Molly I think Harry and I need to have a little heart to heart." Lupin said walking noiselessly into the room.
"Well, yes...yes I suppose you do...I'll just...go make some tea...come on boys" and with that the twins and Mrs. Weasley departed to the kitchen.
"Uh you to Ron." Lupin sighed. Harry hadn't even noticed him before, he was ashen faced and looked dazed. "Ron"
"Harry," he whispered looking at Harry tears in his eyes "don't do that again ok?" he looked positively traumatized.
"Ok Ron" Harry replied Hoarsely. Ron stood silently and followed his family. Harry ached inside, how could he have done this to his friends? He should have told everyone when he first saw them, and now they probably hated him!
"Poor fellow," Lupin sighed, "he really cares about you, a lot like Serious cared for James." Harry said nothing it was still difficult to talk about Serious. "So Harry tell me, what really happened to you?"
Harry shrugged and stared at a dot on the wall in front of him.
"Come on you don't honestly expect me too...no...no I'm sorry...if you really don't know...I believe you." Lupin sighed and started to get up.
"He went Mad...I don't know why" it took every bit of mental strength Harry had just to push those few sentences from his throat, and instantly he felt like a not in his stomach was loosening.
Lupin sat back down "who went mad Harry?" Lupin put a hand on his shoulder.
"Vernon" he replied as if it was something to be ashamed of, Harry felt tears welling up in his eyes no mater what he looked at, they just kept coming.
"Did he hurt you?" Harry nodded. "Why on earth didn't you tell us, you wrote all the time." Harry shook his Head, not wanting to open his mouth with the fear of just all out screaming at Lupin, shaking him and hitting him until he understood what Harry had been going through since he was left at the Dursley's. "What do you mean no, I have your letters in my suitcase"
"Wasn't me," Harry growled trying to keep his face emotionless, but as if he was still in physical pain, it was near impossible.
"Then who wrote them...Vernon?" Harry nodded, "so I'm guessing you didn't get a type writer?"
Harry shook his head "Nope"
Lupin sighed again and let his face fall into his hands. "I'm so sorry Harry, I should have guessed, your letters were so short...I thought you were just depressed... Serious would bash me...how could I have been so stupid!"
"Its not your fault I should have told you the second we were out of the house." Harry sighed, "I was just scared...he told me not to tell...its no excuse for lying...I'm just as bad as Peter"
"Don't say that Harry, it's not true...we both made some mistakes but all in all there only one person whom the blame rightfully belongs to and that is your uncle." Lupin stood up fast, "and it's about time someone sorted him out."
"Lupin!" Harry gasped
"Yes?" Lupin stopped and looked at Harry obviously really pissed off but trying to hide it.
"Don't do anything that will get you in trouble." Harry sat up and instantly received an over powering head rush, which left this head throbbing. He moaned and lay back down.
Lupin sighed, "After all he did... I'm astounded that you can put aside your want for revenge to worry about the consequences, you never cease to amaze me Harry James Potter," and then with a loud bang of apperation, he was gone.
. . .
Desiree:
The night was warm but I was so nervous I was shivering. What if it was all a joke? A prank? Just some old guy and his friends who decided to mess with my head? No...no I new their faces I had my whole life, they were the ones who left me here and they would come and get me, I hope. I just hope he remembered.
"CRACK!"
Packey and me both fell backwards off our swings "did someone shoot at us?" I asked Packey.
She looked just as bewildered as I did "by someone you mean that old guy?" she pointed and there sure enough stood a man with long silver hair and an even longer beard he was wearing a pare of purple robes and perched neatly on his head was a pointy wizards hat. I recognized him immediately.
"Dumbledore! Hay man don't shoot, we come in peace!" I yelled there after standing up Packey was soon behinde my cowering slightly in my hair.
"Ah there you are, it took me quiet some time to track you down Desiree." He smiled a warm comforting smile that made me stop shivering and relax.
"So you're a wizard, hu?" Packey asked putting her fear behind her and declaring her presents but not yet coming out of hiding.
"And you must be Miss Packey Darnel, it's a pleaser to meet you and yes I am a wizard." He walked towards us and we followed suit stepping around our swings so that we were only a few feet from the old wizard.
"The Pleaser is all mine Mr....uh...humble door sir." Packey bowed and then stepped up next to me with a giddy look on her face. Dumbledore bowed as low as his old back would take him and rose still smiling.
"So...uh...were are Severis, Hagred, Remuness, Serious and Miravera?" I asked looking around as if expecting to see the usual crowd.
"Waiting for you at Hogwarts" he pulled out a brown coin with a hole in the middle "if your ready touch your hand to this and I'll take you both to the Leaky Caldron, which is were you will be staying for the next week or so."
Packey pushed her stylishly short blonde hair away from her face to look at me. I shrugged and we both reached forward and touched the ugly little coin, and suddenly it felt like I was being pulled along by my face. I could see the others next to me the world going by so fast around us it was a blur. Packey and I were home free; we'd never have to see that pain in the chocolate factory, city again.
. . .
Harry:
The house didn't seem quiet the same after everyone found out what had happened in Surry, they all keep looking sorry for him and talking about him when they didn't think he was around.
One particular conversation between Mr. And Mrs. Weasley of which he overheard quiet accidentally remained lodged in his mind for quiet some time.
They were taking in the kitchen while Harry was lying out on the lawn. Mr. Weasley walked over to the window and opened it before walking back to his distressed wife. "Really Molly there's nothing else you could have done for him, it was a very good act he had going, no one but Lupin noticed anything." He assured her soothingly.
"But his eyes Arthur! They looked so tired, so hurt...so different...boys of his age aren't suppose to have eyes like that. Why couldn't I tell he was in pain?" she sobbed.
"Harry's been through a lot dear, we all just thought he was depressed about Serious, the rest of us have been." Harry got up to leave feeling sick to his stomach, Serious. He wiped the tears out of his eyes just before Ron came around the corner. Harry had been inches from walking right into him.
"Oh Hi I've been looking for you! Were have you been I looked everywhere!" But his eyes enlarged when he looked at Harry's face. "Harry? What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong, I just was looking for a couple gnomes to through... Er...do...my eyes look any different to you?" Harry asked leaning forward so Ron could see.
Ron squinted into Harry's eyes "not really" Harry felt a rush of relief and stopped opening his eyes so wide, "wait...whoa...there a lot darker and...that's weird Harry cut in out."
"What am I doing?" he asked taken aback by Ron's response.
"Looking at me like that, it's freaking me out." Ron backed away a little raising an eyebrow at him and still backing away.
"I'm sorry I'm really not trying to look at you in a way that upsets you Ron but really HOW am I looking at you?!"
Ron stopped and his eyes grew even larger "You look...like Serious... when we first met him... your eyes...are all dark and... it scary, so cut it out." His mouth barely moved when he talked like Harry eyes hypnotized him or something.
Harry looked at the ground it was painful to think of Serious. Ron walked back over to him with a pensive look on his pale face "What happened to you Harry? You keep changing, it's hard to keep up with you."
Well its...just...lots of stuff... you know...stupid stuff" for a second Harry had actually thought about telling Ron everything the prophecy, how he couldn't stop thinking about Serious and the nightmares he'd been having lately, but caught him self, he didn't need to give them anymore reasons to look at him like he was on his death bed.
Ron raised his eyebrows again "oh, really just stupid stuff? You don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but I always tell you everything." Ron looked angrily at the floor and started to walk away.
"Ron," Harry reached over and grabbed Ron's arm and turned him around...fine...I'll tell you...but not here, we have to go somewhere where no one can hear us." Ron nodded and they went inside tiptoeing up stairs to buckbeacks room on the top floor.
"So what's going on Harry?" Ron asked fixing him with an angry stare.
"Are you sure you can handle this Ron?" he asked, Ron hesitated and then nodded. "So you won't tell any one or freak out right?" Ron looked a little scared now, but still nodded a little more slowly this time. "Okay but you asked for it Ron I herd the prophecy after the Department of Mysteries thing, in Dumbledore's office."
Ron looked surprised "So?" he asked nervously "what did it say?" Harry sighed and told Ron what the prophecy said. Ron didn't even blink he just stared at Harry as if he didn't quiet get it yet "you me you and ...Val...va...him...will have to..."
"Ya," Harry sighed, "one of us has to go...one way or another." He felt the tears welling up again in his eyes, And suddenly he was talking more than he ever talked before laying all his burdens on Ron so he could help him carry them "and now Serious is gone and I'll, never make it without him...I'm sorry Ron...I shouldn't have told you all that." Ron was now staring at him tears streaming down his face. Harry let his head fall agents his knee's his vision blurred by his tears "your so lucky Ron...you know...I've never known what its like to have a family...you and Hermione are the first friends I ever had, and everyone else...I'm so scared Ron...not of dying or getting hurt...of losing the rest of you ...of letting you all down...I'm just so tired of everyone depending on me to do something I know I can't do."
At that moment the door burst open Hermione stormed in to the room looking very upset picked up a small flesh colored thing from the bed side table screamed "YOU ARE HORABLE!" into it, yanked the string it was attached to out of the wall and stomped out of the room tear stains under her eyes.
Ron gulped "oh ya," he scratched behind his ear "did I tell you Hermione was coming over?"
Sooooooooooooooo? What did ya think? Good? Bad? Corny? Not enough? do you see any mistakes? Please tell me so I can change them ok? Its that little button at the bottom of the screen...- that side. Even if you hate it pleeeeease tell me or I'll stop writing forever!!! J/k!
LUV YA! S.S.M.!