Chapter three.
The letter.
Harry followed Ron into the kitchen and took a seat at the table where Ginny was sat trying not to cry, Fred and George were sat at the other end away from her. Fred was sniggering at George, Ginny had clearly punch him in the eye and jinxed him so bubbles were coming out his ears, he was sat muttering under his breathe shooting dirty looks over at his sister. "She's a psycho, she wants locking up" Mrs Weasley was livid. "Shut up George you deserved it" George opened his mouth to protest but his mothers glare made shut it again. "Now where is it" Mrs Weasley was now pacing the kitchen glaring at her children and occasionally smiling at Harry. "We don't know mum honestly" Fred was now looking very worried and kept glancing at George who looking the same.
"Right then you wont tell me then I will find it myself." she took out her wand and said quite loud "accio diary" Harry was now looking at the window watching something in the distance. He had failed to notice molly Weasley shouting at the twins as she had found the diary it had clearly been read and Ginny was being held back by Ron gasping at Harry to help restrain her. "Harry help" Ron's face had gone crimson from the force Ginny was now using to get away from him.
Harry carried on looking out the window at the strange object coming towards the burrow. It got very near when he noticed it was hedwig Harry's faithful snowy owl. She had gone hunting a few nights ago and Harry had started to become worried. He opened the window to let her in and when she perched on the kitchen table he saw she had a scroll tied to her leg. She gave a hoot signalling for the scroll to be taken.
Harry opened it to see it was from Hermione;
Dear Harry
Im writing to say my mother has died and I was wondering if you could ask mrs Weasley if I can come and stay with you just till I get sorted, oh by the way I've received a letter from professor Dumbledore he's asked to see me im not sure what he wants Harry do you know please ask Mrs Weasley if I can stay I don't want to be on my own I have no one not since my father died and now my mother.
Please hurry with a reply,
Love Hermione
XXXXX
Harry went very quite then after a few minutes of thinking he stood up and turned to Mrs Weasley who was looking fairly puzzled at him "Can I speak to you in private?" "sure Harry what's wrong dear?" Harry motioned Mrs Weasley into the passage and closed the door. "what's wrong Harry, who was the letter from?" Mrs Weasley was looking at Harry with a look of concern all over her face. "it's Hermione her mothers died and she wants to know if she can come and stay here?" Harry's face was very serious looking and he had a look of concern in his eyes Mrs Weasley had obviously seen this because she grabbed Harry and pulled him in to the most bone crunching hug. Harry began to go red in the face due to the fact that molly Weasley was cutting off his blood supply. "don't worry Harry, of course she can stay" Mrs Weasley was slowly stroking his head tenderly, she had always thought of Harry as a son a tuck no notice of the fact he was clearly to old to be hugged like a child. "Mrs Weasley let go please I cant breath!" Harry was now gasping for breath. "oh im sorry Harry dear" Harry was now bent over clutching his side. He managed to gasp "so shall I owl Hermione back then?" "no dear not yet" Mrs Weasley had a crafty smile on her face and a mischievous twinkle in her eye. Harry followed Mrs Weasley into the kitchen, he was now very curious to see what Mrs Weasley was planning. Nothing could prepare him for the scene that awaited him in the kitchen. Harry was very shocked to see Ginny on top of George thumping him very hard with Ron and Fred trying to stop her. "Ginny stop!" Ron was very red in the face and had got a very nasty looking cut on his face obviously from Ginny lashing out. "Ginny Weasley that's enough your too old for that kind of behaviour!" mrs Weasley walked over to the table and took out her wand and summand a basket from the corner, "accio basket" "right now your all to old for this behaviour and I expect more from you all, now me Ron and Harry are going on a little trip" Harry suddenly clicked on what was happening and grinned. "no mum you cant leave us with that psycho" Fred and George looked truly scared especially due to the fact Ginny was now throwing dirty looks at them and clenching her fists. "Ginny dear do you want to come with us?" Mrs Weasley always spoke very softly to Ginny the others thought it was because she was the baby of the Weasley family. "where we going like mum?" Ron had recovered from the fight and was now looking very puzzled. "we're going to France to see Hermione" mrs Weasley was looking very pleased with her self and the Weasley children were looking very shocked. Harry was grinning even more by this time. "France, Merlins beard!" ron was sat with his mouth wide open and had a look of total shock on his face. "oh shut your mouth ron!2 ginny was now stood up her face was scarlet red."but mummy dear its my exam in a few days I simply cant go!" Ginny start to cry she and Hermione had become the best of friends in school and when they left the friendship grew even more. Harry knew how much Ginny loved Hermione and quickly started to think of a alternative way to the problem. He sat next to her and patted her back awkwardly "calm down Ginny its ok" she let out a faint thanks then a sniffle. "Il write to Hermione and tell her to wait for me at the French floo powder network station" mrs Weasley jumped up and walked over to the kitchen side cleared a little space and summoned some scroll to write the letter after a few minutes of frantic writing she rolled the scroll and shrieked on the top of her voice "ERROL!" While all this had been going on the fire in the living room had turned emerald green and a youngish woman stepped out, her hair was chestnut brown, her face was kind and looked abit tired as if she hadn't slept much and her body frame was petite. She dusted her self off and placed her bags on the floor, she walked over to the door of the kitchen and stayed silent just watching the Weasley clan argue and Harry comforting Ginny whilst mrs Weasley shouted for her owl....
Authors notes: Hashanah im gunna let you suffer and not tell you who the girl is. So review and il write the next chapter.
Harry followed Ron into the kitchen and took a seat at the table where Ginny was sat trying not to cry, Fred and George were sat at the other end away from her. Fred was sniggering at George, Ginny had clearly punch him in the eye and jinxed him so bubbles were coming out his ears, he was sat muttering under his breathe shooting dirty looks over at his sister. "She's a psycho, she wants locking up" Mrs Weasley was livid. "Shut up George you deserved it" George opened his mouth to protest but his mothers glare made shut it again. "Now where is it" Mrs Weasley was now pacing the kitchen glaring at her children and occasionally smiling at Harry. "We don't know mum honestly" Fred was now looking very worried and kept glancing at George who looking the same.
"Right then you wont tell me then I will find it myself." she took out her wand and said quite loud "accio diary" Harry was now looking at the window watching something in the distance. He had failed to notice molly Weasley shouting at the twins as she had found the diary it had clearly been read and Ginny was being held back by Ron gasping at Harry to help restrain her. "Harry help" Ron's face had gone crimson from the force Ginny was now using to get away from him.
Harry carried on looking out the window at the strange object coming towards the burrow. It got very near when he noticed it was hedwig Harry's faithful snowy owl. She had gone hunting a few nights ago and Harry had started to become worried. He opened the window to let her in and when she perched on the kitchen table he saw she had a scroll tied to her leg. She gave a hoot signalling for the scroll to be taken.
Harry opened it to see it was from Hermione;
Dear Harry
Im writing to say my mother has died and I was wondering if you could ask mrs Weasley if I can come and stay with you just till I get sorted, oh by the way I've received a letter from professor Dumbledore he's asked to see me im not sure what he wants Harry do you know please ask Mrs Weasley if I can stay I don't want to be on my own I have no one not since my father died and now my mother.
Please hurry with a reply,
Love Hermione
XXXXX
Harry went very quite then after a few minutes of thinking he stood up and turned to Mrs Weasley who was looking fairly puzzled at him "Can I speak to you in private?" "sure Harry what's wrong dear?" Harry motioned Mrs Weasley into the passage and closed the door. "what's wrong Harry, who was the letter from?" Mrs Weasley was looking at Harry with a look of concern all over her face. "it's Hermione her mothers died and she wants to know if she can come and stay here?" Harry's face was very serious looking and he had a look of concern in his eyes Mrs Weasley had obviously seen this because she grabbed Harry and pulled him in to the most bone crunching hug. Harry began to go red in the face due to the fact that molly Weasley was cutting off his blood supply. "don't worry Harry, of course she can stay" Mrs Weasley was slowly stroking his head tenderly, she had always thought of Harry as a son a tuck no notice of the fact he was clearly to old to be hugged like a child. "Mrs Weasley let go please I cant breath!" Harry was now gasping for breath. "oh im sorry Harry dear" Harry was now bent over clutching his side. He managed to gasp "so shall I owl Hermione back then?" "no dear not yet" Mrs Weasley had a crafty smile on her face and a mischievous twinkle in her eye. Harry followed Mrs Weasley into the kitchen, he was now very curious to see what Mrs Weasley was planning. Nothing could prepare him for the scene that awaited him in the kitchen. Harry was very shocked to see Ginny on top of George thumping him very hard with Ron and Fred trying to stop her. "Ginny stop!" Ron was very red in the face and had got a very nasty looking cut on his face obviously from Ginny lashing out. "Ginny Weasley that's enough your too old for that kind of behaviour!" mrs Weasley walked over to the table and took out her wand and summand a basket from the corner, "accio basket" "right now your all to old for this behaviour and I expect more from you all, now me Ron and Harry are going on a little trip" Harry suddenly clicked on what was happening and grinned. "no mum you cant leave us with that psycho" Fred and George looked truly scared especially due to the fact Ginny was now throwing dirty looks at them and clenching her fists. "Ginny dear do you want to come with us?" Mrs Weasley always spoke very softly to Ginny the others thought it was because she was the baby of the Weasley family. "where we going like mum?" Ron had recovered from the fight and was now looking very puzzled. "we're going to France to see Hermione" mrs Weasley was looking very pleased with her self and the Weasley children were looking very shocked. Harry was grinning even more by this time. "France, Merlins beard!" ron was sat with his mouth wide open and had a look of total shock on his face. "oh shut your mouth ron!2 ginny was now stood up her face was scarlet red."but mummy dear its my exam in a few days I simply cant go!" Ginny start to cry she and Hermione had become the best of friends in school and when they left the friendship grew even more. Harry knew how much Ginny loved Hermione and quickly started to think of a alternative way to the problem. He sat next to her and patted her back awkwardly "calm down Ginny its ok" she let out a faint thanks then a sniffle. "Il write to Hermione and tell her to wait for me at the French floo powder network station" mrs Weasley jumped up and walked over to the kitchen side cleared a little space and summoned some scroll to write the letter after a few minutes of frantic writing she rolled the scroll and shrieked on the top of her voice "ERROL!" While all this had been going on the fire in the living room had turned emerald green and a youngish woman stepped out, her hair was chestnut brown, her face was kind and looked abit tired as if she hadn't slept much and her body frame was petite. She dusted her self off and placed her bags on the floor, she walked over to the door of the kitchen and stayed silent just watching the Weasley clan argue and Harry comforting Ginny whilst mrs Weasley shouted for her owl....
Authors notes: Hashanah im gunna let you suffer and not tell you who the girl is. So review and il write the next chapter.