Ch.2

I shifted a little bit on the sofa. I opened my eyes and saw two green orbs. I rubbed my eyes again and saw that the two green orbs were two green eyes.

"Charlie!" I yelled while smacking him in the stomach.

"Hey!" he said when I smacked him (it never hurt him when I did it to him.) "What was that for?"

"You know I hate it when you do that!" I said sitting up.

"Oh come on Spear! You know you love it!" he said while messing up my hair. I took his hand off my head and pushed it back towards him. I reached for my glasses but couldn't find them.

"Charlie? Where are my glasses?" I said rubbing the bridge of my nose.

"On the kitchen table but I'd advise you not to leave the bubble," he replied.

I opened my eyes and looked around me. There was a reddish-brownish bubble surrounding both Charlie and me. On the floor, outside of the bubble, soot covered the floor. Soot that sparkled with the light.

"Charlie, don't tell me you used Floo Powder!" I yelled at my red headed friend.

"Maybe," he said with a guilty voice. He was looking at the top of the bubble that he made.

"Charlie!!! You know I'm allergic to floo powder! What would urge you to do something like that?"

"Well, I couldn't Apparate here because I didn't know the way. So I used the only thing I could think of," he responded back to me. "Besides, I put the bubble charm on your head before the soot settled."

"That's reassuring!" I said while taking Charlie's wand away from him. I put a bubble charm on my own head and gave him back his wand. He then put down the protective bubble that surrounded the both of us.

"So what's your answer?" he asked me as I headed towards my kitchen. On the kitchen table were my glasses, covered in floo powder soot.

"Great," I said aloud. I looked around for my wand and saw it on the counter top next to the refrigerator. I got it and muttered a cleaning charm. Instantly, my glasses were as good as new. I held my glasses in my hand and headed back to my living room.

"Charlie, I have my answer for you. But the only way I'm telling you is if you... if you..."

I looked around my living room shocked and speechless. It was spotless. I popped the bubble on my head and sniffed around just in case. No sneezing came so I knew that he actually used a cleaning charm pretty well.

"You did this?" I asked while putting on my glasses.

"Yeah. I wanted your answer and I knew that you wouldn't give it to me unless I cleaned up the living room. So I did it."

"Wow! That's a surprise within itself!" I said looking around the whole room. "Even I don't think I had the room this spotless!"

"Sooooo... could you give me an answer already?" Charlie asked while I was looking around the room. I was still thinking in my mind, Should I say it? Should I say it? I sighed out loud and looked at the ground.

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Yes," I said going to my room.

"Wow... um, I guess I'm surprised," Charlie said walking into my room. I was taking out my suitcase from underneath my bed.

"What made you change your mind?" he said as I opened the suitcase.

"I never changed my mind," I said while going to my closet looking for my old robes. 'Please let them still fit,' I thought.

"I mean... um..." Charlie said. I think he was trying to figure out a way of saying what was on both of our minds.

"What made me decide to go back to England?" I said as I came out of my closet with an armful of robes.

"Besides Bill?" Charlie and my mirror both said at the same time. I looked at my sheet-covered mirror and then at Charlie.

"Not Bill!!!" I yelled. I went to my drawers and started to take out a couple of jeans and shirts.

"Then why are you going back?" he asked as I dumped the stuff in the case.

"You know the reason. Your the one who had their head in my fire place with the reason!" I said while going back to my drawers to get a couple of skirts.

"Yeah, I know that Spear but it isn't easy to convince you like that!" he stated while I zipped and unzipped my suitcase. I went back to my living and looked around.

'What am I forgetting?' I thought. 'Your pensieve?' the little voice in me responded.

"That's right!" I said out loud and went to the kitchen. I got my wand and stuck it behind my ear. I opened one of the cabinets and took out of my pensieve. I put a lid on it and shrank it. I then put it inside of my pocket.

I walked back to the living room and got a picture on a nearby table. 'Can't forget this,' I thought.

"Charlie, can you get me a turtle neck sweater that you mother knitted me?" I said while taking the picture out of its frame.

"Ok," he said.

I folded the picture and put it in my back pocket and then walked back to my room.

"Here," he said as he threw the sweater at me. I held it up so I could see the design on it.

"Dragons Charlie?" I questioned him.

"My favorite animals!"

"Yours and Hagrids," I said as I took of my shirt in front of him.

"And you wonder why people think were going out!"

"I've known you for almost 16 years Charlie, its nothing that you haven't seen before!" I said as I pulled the sweater over my head.

"Yeah, I know," he said as I took the picture out of my back pocket and put it into the suitcase.

"Ok, I'm ready," I said to Charlie looking around my room.

"Great! How are you exactly going to get there?" he asked.

"Apparate! You think I'm actually going to use floo powder? You have to be out of your mind!" I exclaimed.

Charlie grabbed my suitcase and told me where to go.

"The kitchen?" I asked.

"With that portrait still in the main hall? Of course! See you there!" he replied. I heard a crack, saw some smoke and Charlie was gone.

I looked around my room once more. I said to myself, "I wonder how mad Fudge will be?" I then smiled at this comment. I closed my eyes and in less then a second, I left my home in the U. S. A. and back at #12, Grimmauld Place in England for the third time in my life. The unfortunate thing was that I didn't get to land in the kitchen... I landed in the main hall.