As a special note to one of my many reviewers, if you don't like my story, don't read it.
It's as simple as that. Don't come to me telling me it's unnecessary, unneeded and all of
that other crap. Say you don't like it and move on. Anyways, I may invent friends for
Buffy, and, the whole Angel coming back is kinda growing on me. I just read an
awesome fanfic that was b/a centric, and it didn't suck. Maybe, maybe, I might give him
an appearance sooner than I'd planned. Not this chapter though. Also, I do plan on
bringing Will and Xander into the picture. How could Buffy have an entire year in
Hogwarts without them? LOL!
Chapter 4: Story Telling
Harry was staring at her. He had been every since she'd punched Draco. Was he
surprised? Had he been amazed that she could hit that hard? Or was it that he'd never
seen a girl raise a hand to a guy? Whatever it was, the silence was killing her when the
rest of the restaurant/bar was full of activity.
"So, I hear that you three are definite JV's. No worries though, so am I." she
said, trying to start conversation.
"I don't try to start things within school, it just sort of ends up that way."
"I hear you... I mean, what I mean is that I have an idea of what it must be like."
she said, trying to cover up the fact that she, herself, had had many school activities
ending up in supernatural slayage.
"You couldn't know what it's like to do what I've done with the consequences so
high. Last year my godfather died because of my mistakes. You have no idea." Yes she
did. She had every idea. Kendra, Jenny Calendar, Angel. He was the one who had no
idea what it felt like.
"What books did you buy?" he said, trying to change the subject.
"Oh, just a couple of things, nothing interesting." she tried to pull away her bag,
but he got to it first.
"You realize all of that Slayer stuff is nonsense, right? I mean, there's no way to
prove it." he said, his tone saying that he thought he was right.
"Well, I like to think otherwise." she said.
"And you also believe in vampires?" his eyebrows were now raised, as if he
thought she was crazy. What did this school teach? No one knew that vampires existed?
She would have thought at least a magical school would know about vamps.
"I've met a few." she said casually, and his eyes went wide. She looked at him
hard and concentrated on getting mad. As soon as she got to the point that she was angry
her eyes flashed a fiery orange. [when Buffy gets mad her eyes change for a second.
probably not true for the show, but I like it] He jumped, but before he could comment
two red head boys that looked like they could be twins walked up.
"Hullo. Who's this Harry?" they asked at the same time.
"Umm... this is Buffy, Hermione's..." Buffy shook her head a little bit, not
wanting the whole world to know about her life, "friend." he said slowly.
"Nice to meet you Buffy, I'm George, and this Fred. It's a pleasure." George said.
"Same here. Are you guys in Hogwarts too?"
"No, we dropped out. Hated the Headmaster so much we just flew out one day
and told the ghost, Peeves, to give her hell. We own a joke supply store now."
"I should have done that. I got expelled from my last school. Obviously I was
'too much of a liability to keep around.' Phhh. Yea right. If anything I opened their
eyes to the real world. If that means I'm a liability, then whatever." she said.
"I'll drink to that." Fred said, raising up his Butterbeer and drinking the rest of it.
"I guess." she said as George gulped down his too. They talked for about an hour,
and Buffy found herself lying about almost every single thing that they asked about.
They couldn't know she was the Slayer. They would be put in harm's way, and she
wanted nothing to happen to her new friends.
"Now what did you do to become a liability?" George asked. Him and Fred were
sitting down opposite of her and Harry.
"I wasn't the most popular person, and my boyfriend had a lot of enemies. People
attacked me when they figured I was most vulnerable, at school. The principal wasn't
exactly thrilled, and when he caught me in the library with a sword I guess he figured
enough was enough and threw me out." the three boys were staring at her.
"So... so you've got a boyfriend?" Fred asked, still staring at her. George looked
like he was actually staring at places that she didn't want to be stared at, like her chest.
"No. He, how should I say it? He turned it into a jerk, and we broke up. It was a
really bad break up." she explained in the best way she could.
"Well, then he doesn't deserve you. Ya seem nice enough, the blighter probably
was just scared to be in a relationship. By the way, that is not an issue of mine in any
way. just thought you should know." Fred said fast so you could barely hear the words.
"Very smooth." said George, smirking.
"Like your staring at my chest is any better?" she said, raising an eyebrow. He
spit out his drink across the table at a blank seat. After the embarrassment was over they
were all in a laughing fit.
"Well, you can't blame a bloke for looking. I mean, look at what you're bloody
wearing!" Fred, standing up with George and pointing at her outfit.
"I'll have you know that this was Angel's favorite..." she stopped, realizing she
had said his name aloud. She couldn't believe it. Sadness fell over her face but she hid it
well hoping the others did not notice.
"Is that your ex's name, Angel?" Harry asked. All she could do was nod.
"What ever happened to him?" Fred asked. She could tell he was genuinely
curious. She didn't know what to say, so she decided she'd tell the truth for once.
"He's dead. I really don't want to talk about it. Harry, let's go shopping. We'll
meet you guys at the Burrow, ok?" she said, leaving the bar as fast as she could and
getting as far away from that place as possible. Harry jogged up beside her, out of breath.
"What's wrong?"
"I just don't feel like talking about death right now! Is that ok? I don't really
want to talk about how Angel died or why. It's just, it's not fair. None of life is. Not the
fact that my mother doesn't love me, not the fact that the love of my life is dead because
of me, not even the fact that Willow went back into a coma right before I left the US. I
hate it, ugh, I hate my life." she was ranting. She knew it, he knew it, but he was
mesmerized by it. This girl had dealt with a lot of crap, but how she survived puzzled
her. There was more to her life than she had let one when they were all sitting down. He
wondered if Hermione knew anything.
"Let's just go find..." suddenly someone tapped her shoulder.
"Hermione, Ron, the make-out session finally over?" Buffy said, eyeing the
couple suspiciously. Both of their cheeks reddened.
"I already got your books and robes. Your my size so I had some clothing fitted
for you. All that we need is to go to Oleanders [spelling is probably wrong] to get you a
wand." Buffy jumped up and down.
"A wand! I get a wand!?! Wands are awesome! I didn't even think they existed.
Show me the way 'Mione, 'cause we're off to see the wizard."
Hermione laughed, "Ya, the wonderful wizard of Oz." They left arm-in-arm
skipping down their imaginary yellow brick road. Ron and Harry just stood there. Harry
understood it, but was frozen by the fact that they had just started singing and skipping
around Diagon Alley. Ron didn't know what the heck those two had been talking about.
Once at the wand shop, Buffy felt a wave of energy hit her. There was a lot of
power there, and it gave her the wiggins. As they entered a short, older looking man
turned around from behind the desk. He stared at her weird, and that just freaked her out
more.
"Hmm, haven't had a Chosen One for a while, let me see if I can find one so
strong something suitable." he went in the back and started searching for the right wand.
Harry and Ron entered and stood quietly behind the two girls. The old man returned with
a box.
"Try this. Unicorn hair along with Willow wood. Give it a wave." he said. She
flicked her hand and the desk swerved and hit the wall behind it hard, breaking some
drawers.
"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to!" she said, trying to apologize.
"Nothing to feel bad about. Once a student blew out the entire back wall. This
wand just isn't for you. Never forget that the wand chooses the wizard, not the other way
around." once again he left and they waited in silence. When he came back he held five
more boxes and gave her one.
"Some vampire blood and also more Willow wood. Give it a wave, miss. Give it
a wave." he said anxiously, waiting for the results. She flung her hand and something
broke in the back room. The man looked back at the place the noise sounded from, he
looked rather upset, but moved on.
"Try this one, Slayer hair and a mix of unicorn." again something went 'crash'.
The next four had nothing two. She looked at Hermione, and she shrugged her shoulders.
Perhaps she really wasn't a wizard. Maybe this was all a misunderstanding. He came
out, his hands shaking. He handed her the seventh box.
"Th... thi... this is Willow wood with Dragon string [hint, hint] and the... the blood
of two different individuals. They are.. they are... He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and
Angelous, the vampire. I hope it does not work, but give it a try." he was scared, Buffy
realized. Scared of this wand, scared of the persons involved in it's making. She picked
it up carefully, and felt something run through her. She waved it in the air and saw the
colors and auras that came from it, scared to death of what it might mean.
"Please, please just take that and, and get out of my store. It holds nothing but
evil, pure and unrestricted and so must it's owner. Leave before anything happens!" he
yelled, shooing them out of the store and into the crowd of people in the road. This wand
was evil, so was she evil? Yes. She was. Her powers came from the powers of darkness.
"Don't worry Buffy, that old guy's crazy. He didn't mean anything. You're
definitely not evil." Hermione said, placing an arm on Buffy's shoulder.
"Hey, it's getting near six. Let's go. We can go get supper at the Burrow." Ron
said hopefully, trying to lift the mood.
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Buffy was in the stairway of the Burrow when she heard it. She had been given a
warm welcome when she'd gotten there, but Mrs. Weasly and Mr. Weasly tended to ask
questions while she was eating at the table. Questions she wouldn't be able to answer
unless she told them her secret, so she complained that she had an upset stomach and
went upstairs with Hermione to the girl's room. There she waited until the noises below
died down and she felt like talking to Hermione, so she crept up the stairs to the attic
where Hermione told her she could be found after dinner. But as she went up, she heard
whispers. They were trying to keep what they were talking about to themselves, but she
could hear them with her super hearing, and she didn't like what they were talking about.
"I don't trust her. Even Harry says she isn't human." Ron said.
"Well, I don't care what you think, she's my sister and..."
"How can you be sure of anything? One day your parents tell you that you have a
twin and you believe them. They could have had a spell put on them. She's evil. You
heard..."
"Damn right I heard. It seems all that I've been hearing is you telling me that
Buffy isn't human and that I should keep clear of her. You were always self-centered
about the way you thought of people. You never take the time to look deeper, you just
stick to what everyone else tells you and I'm sick of it. She told me some things about
her abilities, but I don't doubt her credibility for a second!" *Go Hermione!* Buffy
thought. Something inside of her made her want her presence known, but also to freak
Ron out.
Buffy opened the door quietly, sneaking in. It was dark inside, perfect for getting
around unnoticed. She soundlessly went over to the corner of the room where it was
pitch black dark and also farthest away from the door and waited for the perfect moment
to interrupt.
"I never said she wasn't human, it's just that she changed her eye color. It was
scary, but maybe that's something a person could do." Harry chimed in.
"Come on Harry, can you make your eyes glow? I'm still sticking with my
theory." Ron said.
"Enough about that, she's human!" Hermione yelled.
"Ya right, I think she's some kind of monster. You heard the shop keeper. That
wand is evil and so is its owner. There's the evil wand and who's the owner? Buffy is.
She must be something other worldly." Ron said.
"She also punched Malfoy. That might mean something." Harry said.
"It means she's not a death eater. That means that Ron isn't right, so ha! She
isn't evil. She isn't a monster. She's just a normal wizard."
"I still don't buy it. I think she's a vampire." Ron said, folding his arms.
"Not quite." Buffy said, emerging from her hiding place. The three jumped as
they heard the fourth voice.
"Buffy, you... you frightened us." Hermione gasped.
"Did I really? Wow, maybe Ron's right. Maybe I am a monster." she let out a
short laugh after she said it, "You know, every once in a while I wish I was. I wouldn't
feel any of this if I was. But of course not, because I'm the Chosen One. One girl in all
the world, one girl born to hunt and kill the forces of darkness, blah, blah, blah. You
know if you had any questions you could have just asked me. I really don't like being
talked about." she said, making her eyes glow once more. Hermione let out a squeak.
"Fine, but this is it. No more open questions after this, so if I were you I'd ask
now or forever hold your peace." she said, and opened up her mind. In Hermione's head
there was guilt at being caught, but much to Buffy's surprise there was no fear. Her sister
really believed she was innocent of everything Ron had said. Ron was full of fear and
anger, so much that she couldn't pull out a single thought without a headache. Harry,
though, Harry was full of astonishment and also wonder. She was surprised at that.
There was still silence, and so Buffy turned to Hermione and tapped the side of
her head, "I know you know what I can do. I know what you think, and thanks, at least I
know I can trust you." Then she walked out of the door without saying anything to the
others. Harry and Ron just sat there wondering what had just happened. Hermione
smiled knowing what her sister had just done.
"What the bloody hell was that? 'I know you know what I can do'. What is it
that she can do Hermione?" Ron asked. Hermione looked at him angrily.
"She can read minds, and she just read all of ours. I'm going to go talk to her.
See you guys tomorrow. Goodnight." she said leaving them alone.
A/N: Please R&R! Also, can someone please tell me what AU and Ootp mean? I read
some summaries and am totally lost to what they are saying. Help! I don't like being left
out of the loop. Anyways, I hope ya like!
It's as simple as that. Don't come to me telling me it's unnecessary, unneeded and all of
that other crap. Say you don't like it and move on. Anyways, I may invent friends for
Buffy, and, the whole Angel coming back is kinda growing on me. I just read an
awesome fanfic that was b/a centric, and it didn't suck. Maybe, maybe, I might give him
an appearance sooner than I'd planned. Not this chapter though. Also, I do plan on
bringing Will and Xander into the picture. How could Buffy have an entire year in
Hogwarts without them? LOL!
Chapter 4: Story Telling
Harry was staring at her. He had been every since she'd punched Draco. Was he
surprised? Had he been amazed that she could hit that hard? Or was it that he'd never
seen a girl raise a hand to a guy? Whatever it was, the silence was killing her when the
rest of the restaurant/bar was full of activity.
"So, I hear that you three are definite JV's. No worries though, so am I." she
said, trying to start conversation.
"I don't try to start things within school, it just sort of ends up that way."
"I hear you... I mean, what I mean is that I have an idea of what it must be like."
she said, trying to cover up the fact that she, herself, had had many school activities
ending up in supernatural slayage.
"You couldn't know what it's like to do what I've done with the consequences so
high. Last year my godfather died because of my mistakes. You have no idea." Yes she
did. She had every idea. Kendra, Jenny Calendar, Angel. He was the one who had no
idea what it felt like.
"What books did you buy?" he said, trying to change the subject.
"Oh, just a couple of things, nothing interesting." she tried to pull away her bag,
but he got to it first.
"You realize all of that Slayer stuff is nonsense, right? I mean, there's no way to
prove it." he said, his tone saying that he thought he was right.
"Well, I like to think otherwise." she said.
"And you also believe in vampires?" his eyebrows were now raised, as if he
thought she was crazy. What did this school teach? No one knew that vampires existed?
She would have thought at least a magical school would know about vamps.
"I've met a few." she said casually, and his eyes went wide. She looked at him
hard and concentrated on getting mad. As soon as she got to the point that she was angry
her eyes flashed a fiery orange. [when Buffy gets mad her eyes change for a second.
probably not true for the show, but I like it] He jumped, but before he could comment
two red head boys that looked like they could be twins walked up.
"Hullo. Who's this Harry?" they asked at the same time.
"Umm... this is Buffy, Hermione's..." Buffy shook her head a little bit, not
wanting the whole world to know about her life, "friend." he said slowly.
"Nice to meet you Buffy, I'm George, and this Fred. It's a pleasure." George said.
"Same here. Are you guys in Hogwarts too?"
"No, we dropped out. Hated the Headmaster so much we just flew out one day
and told the ghost, Peeves, to give her hell. We own a joke supply store now."
"I should have done that. I got expelled from my last school. Obviously I was
'too much of a liability to keep around.' Phhh. Yea right. If anything I opened their
eyes to the real world. If that means I'm a liability, then whatever." she said.
"I'll drink to that." Fred said, raising up his Butterbeer and drinking the rest of it.
"I guess." she said as George gulped down his too. They talked for about an hour,
and Buffy found herself lying about almost every single thing that they asked about.
They couldn't know she was the Slayer. They would be put in harm's way, and she
wanted nothing to happen to her new friends.
"Now what did you do to become a liability?" George asked. Him and Fred were
sitting down opposite of her and Harry.
"I wasn't the most popular person, and my boyfriend had a lot of enemies. People
attacked me when they figured I was most vulnerable, at school. The principal wasn't
exactly thrilled, and when he caught me in the library with a sword I guess he figured
enough was enough and threw me out." the three boys were staring at her.
"So... so you've got a boyfriend?" Fred asked, still staring at her. George looked
like he was actually staring at places that she didn't want to be stared at, like her chest.
"No. He, how should I say it? He turned it into a jerk, and we broke up. It was a
really bad break up." she explained in the best way she could.
"Well, then he doesn't deserve you. Ya seem nice enough, the blighter probably
was just scared to be in a relationship. By the way, that is not an issue of mine in any
way. just thought you should know." Fred said fast so you could barely hear the words.
"Very smooth." said George, smirking.
"Like your staring at my chest is any better?" she said, raising an eyebrow. He
spit out his drink across the table at a blank seat. After the embarrassment was over they
were all in a laughing fit.
"Well, you can't blame a bloke for looking. I mean, look at what you're bloody
wearing!" Fred, standing up with George and pointing at her outfit.
"I'll have you know that this was Angel's favorite..." she stopped, realizing she
had said his name aloud. She couldn't believe it. Sadness fell over her face but she hid it
well hoping the others did not notice.
"Is that your ex's name, Angel?" Harry asked. All she could do was nod.
"What ever happened to him?" Fred asked. She could tell he was genuinely
curious. She didn't know what to say, so she decided she'd tell the truth for once.
"He's dead. I really don't want to talk about it. Harry, let's go shopping. We'll
meet you guys at the Burrow, ok?" she said, leaving the bar as fast as she could and
getting as far away from that place as possible. Harry jogged up beside her, out of breath.
"What's wrong?"
"I just don't feel like talking about death right now! Is that ok? I don't really
want to talk about how Angel died or why. It's just, it's not fair. None of life is. Not the
fact that my mother doesn't love me, not the fact that the love of my life is dead because
of me, not even the fact that Willow went back into a coma right before I left the US. I
hate it, ugh, I hate my life." she was ranting. She knew it, he knew it, but he was
mesmerized by it. This girl had dealt with a lot of crap, but how she survived puzzled
her. There was more to her life than she had let one when they were all sitting down. He
wondered if Hermione knew anything.
"Let's just go find..." suddenly someone tapped her shoulder.
"Hermione, Ron, the make-out session finally over?" Buffy said, eyeing the
couple suspiciously. Both of their cheeks reddened.
"I already got your books and robes. Your my size so I had some clothing fitted
for you. All that we need is to go to Oleanders [spelling is probably wrong] to get you a
wand." Buffy jumped up and down.
"A wand! I get a wand!?! Wands are awesome! I didn't even think they existed.
Show me the way 'Mione, 'cause we're off to see the wizard."
Hermione laughed, "Ya, the wonderful wizard of Oz." They left arm-in-arm
skipping down their imaginary yellow brick road. Ron and Harry just stood there. Harry
understood it, but was frozen by the fact that they had just started singing and skipping
around Diagon Alley. Ron didn't know what the heck those two had been talking about.
Once at the wand shop, Buffy felt a wave of energy hit her. There was a lot of
power there, and it gave her the wiggins. As they entered a short, older looking man
turned around from behind the desk. He stared at her weird, and that just freaked her out
more.
"Hmm, haven't had a Chosen One for a while, let me see if I can find one so
strong something suitable." he went in the back and started searching for the right wand.
Harry and Ron entered and stood quietly behind the two girls. The old man returned with
a box.
"Try this. Unicorn hair along with Willow wood. Give it a wave." he said. She
flicked her hand and the desk swerved and hit the wall behind it hard, breaking some
drawers.
"I am so sorry, I didn't mean to!" she said, trying to apologize.
"Nothing to feel bad about. Once a student blew out the entire back wall. This
wand just isn't for you. Never forget that the wand chooses the wizard, not the other way
around." once again he left and they waited in silence. When he came back he held five
more boxes and gave her one.
"Some vampire blood and also more Willow wood. Give it a wave, miss. Give it
a wave." he said anxiously, waiting for the results. She flung her hand and something
broke in the back room. The man looked back at the place the noise sounded from, he
looked rather upset, but moved on.
"Try this one, Slayer hair and a mix of unicorn." again something went 'crash'.
The next four had nothing two. She looked at Hermione, and she shrugged her shoulders.
Perhaps she really wasn't a wizard. Maybe this was all a misunderstanding. He came
out, his hands shaking. He handed her the seventh box.
"Th... thi... this is Willow wood with Dragon string [hint, hint] and the... the blood
of two different individuals. They are.. they are... He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named and
Angelous, the vampire. I hope it does not work, but give it a try." he was scared, Buffy
realized. Scared of this wand, scared of the persons involved in it's making. She picked
it up carefully, and felt something run through her. She waved it in the air and saw the
colors and auras that came from it, scared to death of what it might mean.
"Please, please just take that and, and get out of my store. It holds nothing but
evil, pure and unrestricted and so must it's owner. Leave before anything happens!" he
yelled, shooing them out of the store and into the crowd of people in the road. This wand
was evil, so was she evil? Yes. She was. Her powers came from the powers of darkness.
"Don't worry Buffy, that old guy's crazy. He didn't mean anything. You're
definitely not evil." Hermione said, placing an arm on Buffy's shoulder.
"Hey, it's getting near six. Let's go. We can go get supper at the Burrow." Ron
said hopefully, trying to lift the mood.
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Buffy was in the stairway of the Burrow when she heard it. She had been given a
warm welcome when she'd gotten there, but Mrs. Weasly and Mr. Weasly tended to ask
questions while she was eating at the table. Questions she wouldn't be able to answer
unless she told them her secret, so she complained that she had an upset stomach and
went upstairs with Hermione to the girl's room. There she waited until the noises below
died down and she felt like talking to Hermione, so she crept up the stairs to the attic
where Hermione told her she could be found after dinner. But as she went up, she heard
whispers. They were trying to keep what they were talking about to themselves, but she
could hear them with her super hearing, and she didn't like what they were talking about.
"I don't trust her. Even Harry says she isn't human." Ron said.
"Well, I don't care what you think, she's my sister and..."
"How can you be sure of anything? One day your parents tell you that you have a
twin and you believe them. They could have had a spell put on them. She's evil. You
heard..."
"Damn right I heard. It seems all that I've been hearing is you telling me that
Buffy isn't human and that I should keep clear of her. You were always self-centered
about the way you thought of people. You never take the time to look deeper, you just
stick to what everyone else tells you and I'm sick of it. She told me some things about
her abilities, but I don't doubt her credibility for a second!" *Go Hermione!* Buffy
thought. Something inside of her made her want her presence known, but also to freak
Ron out.
Buffy opened the door quietly, sneaking in. It was dark inside, perfect for getting
around unnoticed. She soundlessly went over to the corner of the room where it was
pitch black dark and also farthest away from the door and waited for the perfect moment
to interrupt.
"I never said she wasn't human, it's just that she changed her eye color. It was
scary, but maybe that's something a person could do." Harry chimed in.
"Come on Harry, can you make your eyes glow? I'm still sticking with my
theory." Ron said.
"Enough about that, she's human!" Hermione yelled.
"Ya right, I think she's some kind of monster. You heard the shop keeper. That
wand is evil and so is its owner. There's the evil wand and who's the owner? Buffy is.
She must be something other worldly." Ron said.
"She also punched Malfoy. That might mean something." Harry said.
"It means she's not a death eater. That means that Ron isn't right, so ha! She
isn't evil. She isn't a monster. She's just a normal wizard."
"I still don't buy it. I think she's a vampire." Ron said, folding his arms.
"Not quite." Buffy said, emerging from her hiding place. The three jumped as
they heard the fourth voice.
"Buffy, you... you frightened us." Hermione gasped.
"Did I really? Wow, maybe Ron's right. Maybe I am a monster." she let out a
short laugh after she said it, "You know, every once in a while I wish I was. I wouldn't
feel any of this if I was. But of course not, because I'm the Chosen One. One girl in all
the world, one girl born to hunt and kill the forces of darkness, blah, blah, blah. You
know if you had any questions you could have just asked me. I really don't like being
talked about." she said, making her eyes glow once more. Hermione let out a squeak.
"Fine, but this is it. No more open questions after this, so if I were you I'd ask
now or forever hold your peace." she said, and opened up her mind. In Hermione's head
there was guilt at being caught, but much to Buffy's surprise there was no fear. Her sister
really believed she was innocent of everything Ron had said. Ron was full of fear and
anger, so much that she couldn't pull out a single thought without a headache. Harry,
though, Harry was full of astonishment and also wonder. She was surprised at that.
There was still silence, and so Buffy turned to Hermione and tapped the side of
her head, "I know you know what I can do. I know what you think, and thanks, at least I
know I can trust you." Then she walked out of the door without saying anything to the
others. Harry and Ron just sat there wondering what had just happened. Hermione
smiled knowing what her sister had just done.
"What the bloody hell was that? 'I know you know what I can do'. What is it
that she can do Hermione?" Ron asked. Hermione looked at him angrily.
"She can read minds, and she just read all of ours. I'm going to go talk to her.
See you guys tomorrow. Goodnight." she said leaving them alone.
A/N: Please R&R! Also, can someone please tell me what AU and Ootp mean? I read
some summaries and am totally lost to what they are saying. Help! I don't like being left
out of the loop. Anyways, I hope ya like!
