Thanks to my reviewers!! Please send in more! I know the second chap was
kinda short, but this'll be longer!
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From Ch. 2
"'Night," muttered Harry. Harry rolled over on his old cot and thought about Cho Chang. He still liked her, and was sure she still liked him. He remembered when she blushed when she saw him on the school train back to the Muggle world in June. Well, if she liked him, why was she going out with Michael Corner, Ginny's ex? Maybe they're split by now, Harry thought hopefully. He then started to feel drowsy. So with a final contented sigh, he yawned and fell asleep.
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Chapter 3
Harry woke up at 9 am, according to Ron's clock. He glanced at Ron's bed; it was empty. He must have gone down to breakfast already, thought Harry. He quickly began to change into his regular clothes and went downstairs.
"'Morning!" he called out cheerfully to the Weasley family.
"'Morning, Harry!" they chorused back to him.
Harry took a good look around him. Ron was just finishing off his breakfast. He caught Harry's glance and grinned. Harry grinned back.
Then, he saw Fred and George. The joke shop must be doing pretty well, thought Harry. Fred and George both had on black leather jackets, boots, and looked as if they both used a pot of gel each to style their hair. Their hair was shaped two mohawks. They were in a far corner of the discussing profits, with receipts and order forms spread out in front of them.
Then, he noticed Ginny. In Harry's opinion, she looked quite prettier than the last time he saw her. She was reading a fashion magazine and playing with her long strands of red hair at the same time. He wondered if she was still going out with Dean Thomas, a fellow Gryffindor, in Harry's year.
Mr. Weasley wasn't there. Harry presumed that he must be at work.
Then, Mrs. Weasley came bustling over. "Harry, dear, how are you? Did you sleep well? You must be famished! We didn't want to disturb you, so we saved you a little breakfast. Will this be enough?" fussed Mrs. Weasley.
Ron tried to stifle a laugh.
"I'm fine, really," said Harry, touched that Mrs. Weasley cared about him that much; like a son. As he sat down, he gaped at his "little" breakfast.
There were at least five pancakes, all stacked on top of one another, caked with maple syrup. There was also a bit of toast and margarine, and a cup of pumpkin juice. "Wow! Thanks Mrs. Weasley! This will definitely be enough!" Harry exclaimed.
As Harry began to eat, he began to feel more at ease. In his opinion, being in a wizarding house, gave him much needed comfort. He was still trying to get over Sirius', his former godfather's, death.
He could remember when Sirius fell as though it had been just yesterday.
Time to get over it, he told himself. Sirius is dead and is never coming back. Torturing yourself about his death all your life won't bring him back. And besides, Sirius wouldn't want you to do that.
He sighed and finished drinking the last of his pumpkin juice. He stood up and began to help Mrs. Weasley clear up the dishes on the kitchen table.
"It's alright, Harry, dear. I got it," said Mrs. Weasley with a smile. "You're our guest! Just relax!"
Harry smiled back at her. "Thanks," he replied, with a gracious smile.
Then, at that moment, two owls flew in from the open window. One of them bore the familiar Hogwarts crest. The other one was written in Hermione's handwriting.
Ron, who looked as if bored waiting for Harry to finish his breakfast, suddenly sprang into life when Harry said, "Hey Ron! Look who you have a letter from! Want it?" he teased.
Ron turned red and took the letter from Harry. In the meantime, Harry opened the Hogewarts letter. Inside were a list of books and supplies for Ron, Harry, and Ginny. Dumbledore must know I'm here, thought Harry. When Harry finished reading the supply list, he turned to Ron to find out what Hermione had written.
"Ron? Are you ok?" Harry asked. Ron looked as if he were unable to speak. "What did the letter say?" Harry asked eagerly. He wanted to find out what made Ron mute like that.
Ron gave him the letter.
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Yup Yup! Wanna find out what made Ron unable to speak?! Find out in the next chapter! Cho/Harry chemistry next chapter!! I PROMISE!! Thanks again to my reviewers!!
harryp/charmedfreak: Yup! It takes place after the fifth book!
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From Ch. 2
"'Night," muttered Harry. Harry rolled over on his old cot and thought about Cho Chang. He still liked her, and was sure she still liked him. He remembered when she blushed when she saw him on the school train back to the Muggle world in June. Well, if she liked him, why was she going out with Michael Corner, Ginny's ex? Maybe they're split by now, Harry thought hopefully. He then started to feel drowsy. So with a final contented sigh, he yawned and fell asleep.
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Chapter 3
Harry woke up at 9 am, according to Ron's clock. He glanced at Ron's bed; it was empty. He must have gone down to breakfast already, thought Harry. He quickly began to change into his regular clothes and went downstairs.
"'Morning!" he called out cheerfully to the Weasley family.
"'Morning, Harry!" they chorused back to him.
Harry took a good look around him. Ron was just finishing off his breakfast. He caught Harry's glance and grinned. Harry grinned back.
Then, he saw Fred and George. The joke shop must be doing pretty well, thought Harry. Fred and George both had on black leather jackets, boots, and looked as if they both used a pot of gel each to style their hair. Their hair was shaped two mohawks. They were in a far corner of the discussing profits, with receipts and order forms spread out in front of them.
Then, he noticed Ginny. In Harry's opinion, she looked quite prettier than the last time he saw her. She was reading a fashion magazine and playing with her long strands of red hair at the same time. He wondered if she was still going out with Dean Thomas, a fellow Gryffindor, in Harry's year.
Mr. Weasley wasn't there. Harry presumed that he must be at work.
Then, Mrs. Weasley came bustling over. "Harry, dear, how are you? Did you sleep well? You must be famished! We didn't want to disturb you, so we saved you a little breakfast. Will this be enough?" fussed Mrs. Weasley.
Ron tried to stifle a laugh.
"I'm fine, really," said Harry, touched that Mrs. Weasley cared about him that much; like a son. As he sat down, he gaped at his "little" breakfast.
There were at least five pancakes, all stacked on top of one another, caked with maple syrup. There was also a bit of toast and margarine, and a cup of pumpkin juice. "Wow! Thanks Mrs. Weasley! This will definitely be enough!" Harry exclaimed.
As Harry began to eat, he began to feel more at ease. In his opinion, being in a wizarding house, gave him much needed comfort. He was still trying to get over Sirius', his former godfather's, death.
He could remember when Sirius fell as though it had been just yesterday.
Time to get over it, he told himself. Sirius is dead and is never coming back. Torturing yourself about his death all your life won't bring him back. And besides, Sirius wouldn't want you to do that.
He sighed and finished drinking the last of his pumpkin juice. He stood up and began to help Mrs. Weasley clear up the dishes on the kitchen table.
"It's alright, Harry, dear. I got it," said Mrs. Weasley with a smile. "You're our guest! Just relax!"
Harry smiled back at her. "Thanks," he replied, with a gracious smile.
Then, at that moment, two owls flew in from the open window. One of them bore the familiar Hogwarts crest. The other one was written in Hermione's handwriting.
Ron, who looked as if bored waiting for Harry to finish his breakfast, suddenly sprang into life when Harry said, "Hey Ron! Look who you have a letter from! Want it?" he teased.
Ron turned red and took the letter from Harry. In the meantime, Harry opened the Hogewarts letter. Inside were a list of books and supplies for Ron, Harry, and Ginny. Dumbledore must know I'm here, thought Harry. When Harry finished reading the supply list, he turned to Ron to find out what Hermione had written.
"Ron? Are you ok?" Harry asked. Ron looked as if he were unable to speak. "What did the letter say?" Harry asked eagerly. He wanted to find out what made Ron mute like that.
Ron gave him the letter.
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Yup Yup! Wanna find out what made Ron unable to speak?! Find out in the next chapter! Cho/Harry chemistry next chapter!! I PROMISE!! Thanks again to my reviewers!!
harryp/charmedfreak: Yup! It takes place after the fifth book!