Cold Touch
Well, welcome to the second chapter of my story in it I reveal what this mysterious illness is and where it possibly came from. The chapter isn't very long but I promise that Chapter Three will have upwards of 1500 words, at the moment it's at 1345. I promise to have chapter three up by tomorrow. Enjoy my story; it had subtle undertones which when properly understood give the exact location of Iraq's Weapons of Mass Destruction.
Chapter Two
Harry had been at the Granger's house for three days and was having a great time. On Monday he and Hermione had gone Christmas tree shopping well sort of, her parents were both allergic to pine so they went shopping for a nice aluminum tree. They had picked a nice one with lights already on it and a can of fake snow in the box as well. They sat in her living room trying to put the tree together each perplexed.
"It's pretty sad that we've been in school for about 11 years and can't put together a tree"
"Well, logic states that the more time that I spend with you and Ron, my brain dies a little more"
They both chuckled at the comment before Harry grew serious,
"Have you owled Ron lately"?
"Not since we left the station, but I'm sure he's just too full with Mrs. Weasley's cooking to pick up a pen"
"I'll send him an owl later and wish him a happy holiday" Harry replied
They continued putting the tree together and finally after 3 hours, 15 tries and numerous curses under their breath, the tree was finished.
"It looks nice" Mr. Granger commented as he looked up from his paper.
"Harry, let's go shopping"
Harry looked at Hermione stunned,
"It's like -9 outside and snowing"
"Coward" she said playfully
"Oh I'm the coward!" he shouted as he began tickling her.
"I'm not enjoying this!" she yelled
He looked at her mischievously and said "your right this is a tad bit mean" then he reached over grabber her by the waist and threw her over his shoulder. She was kicking him in the back and screaming as he drug her outside throwing her down into the snow.
"I'm going to get you for that Potter"!
She packed a ball of snow tightly before throwing straight at him smacking him in the face.
"That was just mean"
He ran over and tackled her rubbing snow in her face as they both laughed. Suddenly their faces began moving closer and there lips met in a brief passionate kiss before Harry pulled back embarrassed and said "you still want to go shopping"?
"Yeah sure" she said very softly
They went back in the house got some money and borrowed the car keys from Mr. Granger and soon they were off on their way.
"Do you have any idea how to find the Leaky Cauldron"? He questioned
"Don't be a backseat navigator" she scolded
"Im not sitting in the backseat"
"Children" she muttered under her breath
After a few more minute of driving Hermione cried out, "Found it!"
As they got out of the car something didn't quite feel right, when they got into the pub it was empty and the chairs were all stacked on the tables as if no one had opened up this morning.
"This is bizarre, let's get out of here" Harry said nervously
The two came to the brick wall and Hermione tapped out the pattern and slowly they opened. The alley was a mess with tents everywhere and men in uniforms bearing the letters DMDE ran back and forth to each tent screaming occasionally for a nurse.
Suddenly a large DMDE stopped them and said "are you sick?" They both shook their heads and he continued "then you don't need to be near DMDE Emergency Station 145A.
"What's all this for"? Hermione replied
The man laughed and said "Don't tell me you don't know? Don't you read the papers?" he then pointed to a daily prophet blowing around in the snow and Harry quickly picked it up.
Unknown Disease Runs Rampant
By Douglas McDougall
. An unknown disease is sweeping England and at this point now infects over 28 of all wizards and witches The DMDE has declared Wizarding Britain to be in disaster and assumed full control of all matters domestic. Many public areas have been declared to be contaminated such as train station and shopping areas. The DMDE has set up temporary aide stations as St. Mungos is unable to hold any more patients. There is one in every city please read the fliers posted to find the one nearest you.
Deaths So Far:
The paper went on to list the names of people who have died since the last issue and the list went on for a page and a half. Harry looked over the list until he saw a familiar name that sent a shock through him.
Ginny Weasley- Aide Station 17 at 7:56 PM on the 19th of December
I've been forced to edit this chapter and go in a different direction than before, I hope you like this more because I know I do and that really all that matters because im the author and creative liberties,
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