So here I am gun-ho ready to write when I hear: Honey! Have you cleaned your room yet?

Oops…

I need to celebrate! I finished my science project and pulled off an A, and Wicked is coming here in June!

Disclaimer: Sorry this took so long, school has been keeping me busy. Kudos to JKR and her new baby!


"What do you mean Ron came to visit him?" Ginny's face was beginning to match the colour of her hair, making her look like a giant carrot.

The group had stepped outside into the hallway, leaving Harry to sift through the bag Fred and George had brought.

Hermione was confused. Ron had been off and on about his letters, sending a couple every now and then, and then going through a dry spell. She knew his job was tough (whatever exactly he did) and writing letters was a difficult task. "You didn't know that Ron was in town?"

"You could almost say we didn't know Ron was alive!" George answered, "He hasn't contacted any of us in ages."

"Has he written to you?" Fred asked.

"He does every once and a while… Christmas and my birthday-"

"He doesn't even write to us then!" Ginny fumed. "He's acting exactly like Percy back before Sirius died! What the hell is wrong with my brothers?"

The twins were offended, "What's wrong with us?"

"Plenty…"

"There is no use in arguing over Ron now." Mrs. Weasly attempted to stop the sibling rivalry between Ginny and the boys before turning to Hermione, "What do you plan to do about Harry dear? If we want to refresh his memory, shouldn't we take him out of here?" she asked.

"I didn't think about that." Hermione replied.

"Not that you had anytime to dear, but he's not going to remember anything about his life if he spends it in a hospital bed."

"So, Hermione," Fred smiled, "Our place or yours?"