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Harry Potter and the Shadow of Evil
By: Starwin
Chapter 21 – Close to Home
Harry couldn't recall when their friendship had ever been strained so badly as it was now. It was almost like Hermione and Ron had switched bodies, an idea that Harry wasn't sure he was really ready to dismiss yet. Hermione was angry all the time when Ron was around and Ron always looked like he was on the edge of tears.
Truthfully it was starting to annoy Harry. Randomly, in hallways between classes or when they were doing homework, Ron would start talking about Hermione and how he couldn't believe that she had left him. Harry couldn't see why Ron couldn't get over Hermione's rejection. It wasn't that big a deal! He knew the polite thing to do was listen and try and offer comfort but Ron just kept going and no matter how Harry tried to cheer him up, Ron just wouldn't shut up.
Why couldn't he just move on? After all Harry and Ginny had made up, hadn't they? It was a question Harry found himself asking over and over. After all they weren't fighting, they still talked to each other. He just wished that Ron would shut up for five damn minutes so he could get his homework done.
Ginny was leaning against Harry's arm, her eyes closed as she listened to her brother continue on his rant. Harry had tuned him out, mostly, and was at the moment practicing with the school wand he had been given.
The school wand wasn't nearly as good as his old wand. Half the time it didn't work correctly. Spells didn't cast the same or more often didn't cast at all. It felt unbalanced in his hand.
Harry flicked the wand performing the levitation charm on a piece of parchment. The paper remained immobile. Surly Hermione would have some comment to make about Harry's backward progress but she wasn't here at the moment.
Hermione was unphased by everything, acting like nothing had happened. She was not downstairs in the common room doing her homework. She had finished hours ago and left right before Ron had arrived. Harry had thought about talking with her about Ron, but he didn't have a clue where to start. And it really wasn't any of his business. Love, Harry decided was a joke, invented by someone who thought it very funny to screw with people.
"Harry," Ginny asked softly as she held onto Harry's arm. Harry's pen jumped on the last letter of the word he had been writing. Harry lifted his pen and looked down at Ginny. Ron was still talking but Harry wasn't hearing his words. "I was wondering if you would help me with something."
"Sure," Harry said uncertainly. He wasn't sure what Ginny could possibly need help with. She had finished her homework almost an hour ago and considering she was fifth year that was very impressive, especially since Harry wasn't anywhere close to finishing his.
"I want you to teach me to become an animagus." Ginny said looking up into his eyes. Harry felt shocked, no it was something else he couldn't place, there was a look in the back of her eyes he had never seen before.
"Uh," Harry said, "I'm not sure I would know where to start, I mean it was Hermione who really showed me maybe you should…"
"But I'm asking you," Ginny interrupted sweetly. "I've already started research on it. I just need a little help from some one who's already done it."
"Well," Harry said thinking over the month of training he had done with Hermione while she had prepared the potion. "It will take some time, but I think I can remember all the things we did."
"Great," Ginny said smiling. Something about her smile was different than what Harry remembered. "Let's start right now."
That Harry hadn't expected. It was very late already and Harry still had homework to get done. He hadn't even finished half of it yet and many of the assignments were already late. "But… I've got loads of homework still," Harry said. "How about, tomorrow?" Harry asked.
"You have Quidditch practice tomorrow," Ginny said. Harry had totally forgotten. He had meant to talk to Ginny, to ask her if she would consider coming back as a chaser, but he hadn't remembered until she had said something just now.
A plan was brewing in Harry's head. He wasn't really sure what he was thinking, it just all seemed to come together. Before he could stop himself Harry told Ginny.
"We can start tonight, but in return I want you to come back to the Quidditch team and play chaser," Harry said. It sounded more like a threat than a request. He couldn't really believe he had said it! His brain was talking for him.
"Alright," she said without hesitating. Harry found himself nothing short of surprised. She had agreed just like that, as though nothing had happened.
"Alright," Harry replied, unable to shake the feeling of disbelief. "Let's go to my room and…"
"No," Ginny said firmly. Harry raised an eyebrow at her. "You're roommates might walk in on us, Ron might, and I want to keep this a secret. Go get you cloak and meet me down here, we'll go to the room of requirement."
Harry thought for a long moment. She had a point. Even if they wouldn't be doing anything major tonight it might be better to use the room of requirement.
Harry nodded and hurried upstairs to get his cloak. When he returned Ron had gone and Ginny was waiting by the exit. Ginny and Harry stood in the archway leading out of the common room. Almost no students were downstairs now. Harry slid the cloak around himself and Ginny and together they moved out into the castle.
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Harry flew around above his Quidditch team, watching as they practiced. He was still thinking about last night. He knew Ginny was smart, but her aptitude for mastering the techniques for becoming animagus were remarkable. Harry was sure that had it been possible, she would have transformed on their first night of training.
It was all he had been thinking about most of the day, that and her parting words. 'Don't worry I have that covered,' was a puzzling response to Harry's question about how they were going to make the potion part. Harry wasn't sure what she meant by it. Surly she couldn't be brewing the potion up in her room could she? Harry hadn't asked.
He couldn't wait to practice with her again tonight, something about the thrill of two of them sneaking out after hours had done something to Harry. Never in his life had he felt so excited to be sneaking around the castle.
"NO!" Harry shouted as Ron missed another shot into the far hoop. He had been missing shots all practice. Ron's playing had been abysmal. For once everyone else on the team had played rather well except for Ron. With Ginny as the lead chaser the others seemed to be doing much better. Only a few times did they drop the qualful but Ginny was quick enough to recover it.
Melanie was incredible, though she had threatened to hit a bludger at anyone who called her Mel, which Harry had almost done a couple times. Literally the Slytherins wouldn't know what hit them.
Finally practice was over. Harry told his team they would meet up in the locker room to talk about today's practice and he would tell them where he thought some of them needed to focus. Harry let his team go on ahead but he called Ron back. It was time, Harry had to talk with him and had to make Ron see that he needed to get over Hermione.
Ron looked moody. His hands were stuffed in his pocket and his broom was under his arm. "What," Ron said like he really didn't care what it was Harry had to say.
"Ron," Harry said. "I wanted to stay out of this, because it's not my business, but it's effecting your ability to play." Ron looked darkly at Harry as though threatening him not to continue. "You have to move on, you've got to get over Hermione. You don't have to like it or be happy. But I don't want us to lose because you can't focus. The team needs its keeper!"
"Shove it," Ron said hotly and turned away. Harry took a few angry steps and caught up with Ron. He was going to end this one way or another. Grabbed Ron's shoulder Harry pulled Ron around to face him.
"I'm serious Ron, either get your head in the game or get out," Harry said angrily.
Ron tried to pull free but Harry didn't let go. Ron snarled at Harry."I should leave, you've gotten rid of everyone else," Ron snapped. Harry released his tight grip on Ron but left his hand there, he wasn't sure what had come over him, Harry tried to smile but it felt forced.
"Look, Ron, I'm sorry I didn't mean that," Harry said apologetically. "This year's just been difficult and you're the only keeper that we have." Ron shrugged Harry's hand off. There was something in his eyes.
"I thought you were my friend," Ron said darkly.
"What, of course I am," Harry said confused, "That's why I want you on the team, not just because you're a great keeper, when you're focused but because…"
"No!" Ron said. Harry felt taken aback, Ron didn't think he was a good keeper? Harry was about to argue the point but Ron, without warning, hit Harry in the face with his fist. Harry was knocked off his feet. He tasted blood on his lips.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Harry said wiping the blood from his lip.
"It's your fault," Ron said shaking. "Hermione left me because of you! Damn it Harry, it's because she loves you not me!"
"Have you gone mental Ron?" Harry asked. "Me and Hermione are just friends, nothing more."
"That's not true," Ron said shaking his head, "I've seen the way you look at her, I've been inside your head Harry, I saw things about her in there that…" Ron closed his eyes and paused. "…how many times have you fucked her?"
"What!" Harry said unable to control his surprise. "Ron you've really lost it." With a quick movement Ron was on his knees, his fist balled holding Harry's shirt.
"Don't you fucking lie to me," Ron said. "I saw the memories. I didn't want to believe them but I know it's true now."
"Ron I swear that nothing like that has ever happened between us," Harry said grabbing Ron's wrists. "I mean I'm with Ginny and I would never…"
"So what you fucked Ginny too?" Ron shouted. "You mother fucker! She's my goddamn sister!" Ron let go of Harry's shirt and punched him across the face. Harry rolled onto his stomach. The side of his head was pounding.
Ron had gone insane. Harry heard a roar of rage and Ron launched himself on Harry's back. Struggling Harry felt his elbow connect with a rib. Ron rolled off him and Harry scurried out along the ground, finally getting to his feet. Ron was standing slowly.
Harry spit the blood out of his mouth and wiped his lip again.
"Ron what the fuck is wrong with you!" Harry shouted at him. "I'm your best friend, I would never do such a thing, you know I wouldn't."
Ron pushed himself up. He stood looking at Harry. Harry was breathing hard, he was expecting another attack. He didn't want to fight Ron, especially over something he hadn't done. But if he had to Harry was ready fight. He had been beaten up a lot as a kid and he knew a good deal about taking and giving out punishment.
But it seemed Ron was done fighting with his hands because he pulled his wand out instead. Harry stood his ground, drawing his school wand. The wand felt unbalanced in his hand. It wasn't much and it didn't work very well but it was all he had.
Harry knew Ron was angry but drawing his wand was one step too far. Harry was as good as unarmed and Ron knew it. A horrible thought flashed through Harry's head, what if this wasn't Ron? Harry suddenly felt uneasy as a smile spread across Ron's face.
"I'm going to make sure you never touch either of them again," Ron said.
"Exspelliamus!" Both Ron and Harry shouted together. However, Ron's wand stayed firmly in his hand while Harry's went flying into the sky.
Without a wand there was no way to fight back from this distance. He could try and use a shield spell to block the attack. He had cast that spell many times before without his wand. But defending would not keep him alive for long and Harry felt in his gut that this fight was more than a tiff between friends.
If the shield spell had worked without a wand why shouldn't other spells? Harry pushed his hands forward willing the magic from them.
"EXSPELLIAMUS!" Harry shouted. To his surprise Ron's wand flipped out of his hand. However it did not fall far. Harry wasn't sure if Ron had dropped it or he had actually magiced it out of his hand.
Ron quickly recovered squatting down and picking up his wand Harry been so startled that he had cast a spell without a wand that he'd missed the opportunity of attack.
"We end this now," Ron said nastily, "Avada Ka… ahhhhhhh." The wand flew from Ron's hand, this time much further. Solaris stood between Ron and Harry his wings spread full. He had appeared out of nowhere and struck the wand from Ron's hand. Ron took a step away.
"Monster!" Ron shouted angrily. His arm flew out to hit Solaris but with a quick movement the blow was blocked.
"I have already sent for the headmaster, there is no point in fighting!" Solaris said as he blocked another of Ron's punches.
Panic moved across Ron's face, he turned and ran. He got only a few steps before his body jerked awkwardly and he fell to his knees, covering his ears. Ron began to scream as though he was in horrible pain.
Even though Harry was standing a good distance away he could make out blood running down the side of Ron's hands. Ron's body went suddenly limp and he toppled forward against the ground.
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As though he had been watching them from afar Dumbledore appeared and levitated Ron into the air without a moment's hesitation. He did not ask Solaris or Harry what had happened but merely moved quickly towards the hospital wing.
Harry had been instructed to wait outside the Hospital wing. Dumbledore had rushed Ron inside, if it was Ron. Harry couldn't shake the feeling that it was Malfoy, using a polyjuice potion or something. If it was Malfoy, there would be no escape this time.
Snape appeared a few moments later and shot Harry a scathing look before sliding between the doors into the hospital wing. Harry was unable to catch a glance of Ron or anyone else inside.
Harry paced back and forth. The curse Ron had been casting was the killing curse, the worst unforgivable curse. He couldn't believe that Ron hated him so much that he had tried to kill him. He wouldn't believe it. It had to be Malfoy! Harry stopped pacing, he was tired of waiting. He moved to the doors to push them open, but before he could do so they opened on their own.
Dumbledore stood on the other side. He was not smiling.
"We have kept you waiting long enough Harry, please come in." Harry nodded.
Ron was asleep in the bed, there was a bandage wrapped around his head.
"Poppy," Dumbledore said, "if you could excuse us." Madam Pomfrey nodded and vanished into her office.
"We have not woken him to be questioned. I thought you should be present for this. I must warn you the things you might hear could be troubling." Dumbledore said. Harry nodded.
Snape moved next to Ron, put a vial to his lips and made him drink it. Ron's eyes were still shut. Snape pointed his wand at Ron and said, 'stimulus'
Ron's eyes opened but they had a glazed look to them.
"State your full name," Snape said.
"Ronald Weasley," Ron said in monotone.
"What was your grade on your last potions test?" Snape asked with narrow eyes.
"A dreadful," Ron said. Snape looked at Dumbledore and nodded.
"Ron," Dumbledore said, there was no softness in his voice. "Do you remember attacking Harry out on the Quidditch field?"
"Yes," Ron said.
"Do you know why you did?" Dumbledore asked.
"Yes," Ron replied.
"Why?" Harry asked before Dumbledore could.
"Because I couldn't stand the thought of seeing Harry Potter alive another day," Ron said. There was silence in the hospital wing.
"And why is that?" Dumbledore asked calmly. Harry had lost the will to talk or even to listen. He couldn't believe it. Ron, his best friend, truly hated him.
"Because its his fault, everything bad is his fault," Ron said. "I hate him."
"Did you try to cast the killing curse?" Dumbledore asked just as calmly.
"Yes." Ron replied.
"Alright, that's all, Severus," Dumbledore said. Snape tapped Ron on the top the head and Ron's eyes closed.
"I can't believe that Ron would…" Harry said unable to look away from the person he thought was his friend.
"He didn't," Dumbledore said. "At least not willingly. His testimony and his condition both point towards the Imperious curse. Bleeding of the ears is common for prolonged assault against an unwilling mind, especially if it is against the nature of the person. He also lacks a reason and has only an emotion, in this case hate, for his actions.
"The question me must ask now is who has done this?" Dumbledore said.
"Malfoy!" Harry said without pause. "It has to be him." Snape raised an eyebrow.
"Mr. Potter, do you have any evidence to support that?" Snape asked coldly.
"No," Harry said bitterly. Not matter how much he knew it was Malfoy he was sure that Malfoy would have an airtight alibi with someplace else.
"I see," Dumbledore said, he let out a sigh. He looked very old and very tired. "Solaris, escort Harry back to the Gryffindor tower." Solaris nodded and Harry felt a hand on his back.
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Ron had not returned the following day nor was he in the hospital wing. Harry was concerned, what had happened to him? They hadn't shipped him off to Azkaban had they? Harry considered marching to Dumbledore's office to demand an answer but he didn't know the password to get in and he doubted very much the gargoyle would move aside for him or that becoming a phoenix and teleporting into Dumbledore's office was a good idea.
It wasn't until Harry reached the door to the Defense Against the Dark Arts room that he finally stopped worrying about Ron. Not because he had gotten an answer as to what had happened but because what was happening was so strange. Most of the class was standing in the hall. There was nothing odd about that in itself. The strange thing was that there wasn't a classroom where they were standing, at least no door. Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing, or rather what he wasn't seeing. The door to the Defense Against the Dark Arts room had vanished.
"It has to be an illusion of some kind!" one of the Gryffindor students said feeling the wall. Harry looked to where the door should be, but it was solid wall as though it didn't exist.
"Maybe we are in the wrong place!" Said a Slytherin girl. "We might have walked through a confusion charm!" Many murmurs from the crowd seemed to approve this idea.
Harry looked through the group of students and notice that Hermione was not among them. Had she already found the class? It seemed likely, she was very good at seeing past illusions.
"Well," Malfoy said in a drawling voice, "if class isn't here I'm not going to look for it." And without waiting he strolled off laughing with Crabbe and Goyle about some snide remark he had made under his breath.
Harry looked at the wall trying to figure out what the trick was.
"Potter!" said a voice from behind Harry, Harry turned. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were all standing behind him. They looked shocked to see him and the rest of the class here. "What's going on!" It was madness! They had walked away the complete opposite direction and come around as though they had walked in a giant loop.
"Wait a minute," Harry said. Something in his head had just clicked. "I'll be right back." Harry said to the group of students. Without waiting Harry sprinted off past Malfoy, Crab and Goyle.
A few moments latter Harry came upon his classmates again, approaching them from the other side. Many of the students had surprised looks on their faces. Harry turned and looked behind him. The hallway appeared empty. He had seen this before, on Avalon. The question now was how to get out of it.
"Alright," Harry said. "We are in a magical labyrinth called an infinity box," he wasn't sure how he knew that. "Both ends of the hallway have been magically enchanted so that going down one direction brings you back to the other side. The trick is to find the path that hasn't been enchanted. Everyone split up and start moving down the walls, try walking in different places. One person needs to stay here so we have a marker of where we started."
"And why should we listen to you, Potter," Malfoy sneered.
"You don't have to," Harry said. "But we are all here together, if we want to find a way out we need to work together."
"Alright, what are we looking for?" Seamus asked.
"It would be best if we all walk side by side. We have enough students here to make a line going both ways down the hall. We are looking for a space that doesn't loop you to the other side." Harry said.
"Okay you heard Harry!" Neville said loudly. "Everyone form up!" All of the Gryffindors rushed forward and joined the line, but most of the Slytherins stayed with Malfoy. Some, however, followed along behind one of the two lines. One directed by Harry and the other by Neville. They both set out walking in opposite direction from each other. Harry followed behind his line as they walked.
"Steady now!" Neville said from behind Harry. Harry turned. Neville and his line that had been walking the other way had appeared behind him.
"Neville?" Harry asked. Neville looked round and was surprised to see Harry behind him.
"Looks like there isn't an exit on our side." Neville said halting his line of students.
Suddenly along the end of Harry's line one of the Gryffindor students vanished as though stepping through a hole in space. Harry looked round to tell Neville but he had vanished too.
"Alright," Harry said, "we found our hole." Harry moved backwards the way they had come. It wasn't far before they found Neville again standing where he had been only a moment ago.
"This is really weird!" exclaimed a female Gryffindor.
"Okay everyone move along the right wall. Stay as close to it as you can." Harry said as Gryffindors vanished through the hole in space one by one. Neville was the last one besides Harry.
"What do you think we should do about the rest of Slytherines?" Neville asked looking back.
"I guess we should tell them," Harry said. "Wait here, I'll go find them." Neville nodded and Harry moved back towards the group. Harry was sure he had walked a long way and he must have reached them by now but there was no sign of them.
"Harry!" Neville shouted from behind him.
Harry turned round Neville was standing next to the wall.
"You just appeared out of thin air. Where are the Slytherins?" Neville asked.
"I don't know, I didn't see them anywhere in the maze, maybe they found a way out?" Harry said.
"Maybe there sure wasn't one on the other side though," Neville said. For a brief moment Harry was about to correct Neville pointing out that there was no other side. He wasn't sure why or how he knew that, it just seemed to be a strange fact that had suddenly popped into his head.
"Right, well let's get out of here," Harry said. The two of them stepped through the empty space and found themselves next to a group of students and outside the door to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. Solaris was standing at the far end of the group with a clipboard, Hermione was standing next to him looking anxiously at Harry.
"Well, not bad," Solaris said. Harry suddenly noticed that Malfoy and the group that had stayed behind were here. "Most of you were able to make it out, some we had to retrieve. But overall a very good job."
"It was Harry that led us out!" Neville said. Solaris looked over his clip board and smiled. The rest of the students looked back at him too. "If it wasn't for him we would still be stuck inside!"
Harry felt his cheeks starting to betray him, he didn't want any credit for helping his friends out, there was something that needed to be done and he had done it.
"Yes, I was expecting that he would." Solaris said. "Since he and Miss Granger were the only two to have top scores on our last detection test. Well, everyone inside, I had hoped you would find your way out a little sooner so we are bit behind."
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When class had ended Hermione rushed off without waiting for Harry, or even inquiring about what had happened to Ron. She wasn't at lunch either but as it turned out Ginny had been told where Ron had been sent.
"Mom came last night and took him home," Ginny said. "Dumbledore said that he needed a week or so away from school to recover." Harry hopped Ron was okay. Harry hadn't even been able to tell Ron that he didn't blame him for what happened.
"So," Ginny said smiling. "You're up for giving me some more training tonight, right?" Harry smiled down at her.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world Gin," Harry said kissing her on her forehead. It was something he had done often but for some reason, this time, it didn't feel right. Harry couldn't describe it but he just felt different.
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Between Ginny's night time animagus training and Harry's preparation for the DA meeting there wasn't much time for anything else. The week couldn't go by fast enough. With his less then adequate school wand classes were difficult to say the least. Harry was falling behind in his homework too as it took twice as long to get anything done with an uncooperative wand.
Quidditch practice had gone on but without a keeper Harry had had to try and fill the spot himself, hoping he would not need to find a replacement for Ron.
It was a very hard job to throw yourself in front of a spinning qualful and stop it. Harry managed to do an okay job but he didn't want to have to do this for their game in two weeks
Harry kept trying to put time aside to write to Olivander and ask about repairing his broken wand. But every time he tried sitting down to write the letter he found something else that needed doing.
It was Hermione who finally talked to him into getting a new wand, saying that his old wand was beyond repair. It was the first time she had talked to Harry since her fight with Ron in the room of requirement. She had been oddly formal with Harry, who had been uncomfortable the whole time.
It was silly, really. For some reason talking to Hermione was like talking to Cho. The words just didn't seem to come out. He had never had trouble talking to her before, but the words Ron had said out on the field troubled him. Still, had it been his words or someone else's. Was it really true that Hermione had dumped Ron because she loved Harry?
Harry still wasn't sure what he felt about Hermione. He wasn't sure if he loved her like that at all. And it sort of unnerved him to think that she might.
The DA meeting had been a special one, commanders only. Harry had explained that it would be commanders who would train their squad. Starting next meeting they would start training them in specific skills that Hermione had listed out.
What Harry was looking forward to came after the meeting, the first report from their spy in the Legion.
"All meetings are anonymous," Morag said. "Only the leaders know who we all are. We come in black unmarked robes and masks and no one speaks unless spoken to." It reminded Harry very much of the way that Voldemort ran his group of death eaters.
"You said leaders?" Hermione interrupted.
"Yes, there are three of them," Morag said. "One is Malfoy that much I know, but the other two don't speak out loud."
"Crabbe and Goyle no doubt," Ginny said. Morag shook his head.
"Maybe but I don't know, they always seem to be whispering to Malfoy," Morag said. "And they don't really fit the build. But like I said the only one I am sure of is Malfoy.
"He sure talks a lot. Mostly about you," Morag said pointing at Harry. "About how you're really the evil one and your evil plans to take over the world. I think some of the students are really buying into it too."
"Propaganda," Hermione said nodding.
"They also know about the DA," Morag said. "There is a reward for anyone that can find the meeting place."
"I'm not surprised," Harry said. "Where is the Legion meeting at?"
"There is a secret passage that leads into a dungeon I had never been to before." Morag said. "It's on the first floor behind a statue of witch with crazy hair."
"Milla Mirith," Hermione said.
"Yeah," Morag said surprised. "How'd you know that?"
"Well it's not really hard to figure out, she was a crazy witch that spent most of her life decorating dungeons to make them feel cozy." Hermione smiled. Morag's jaw was open.
"Hogwarts, a History," Harry said waving it off, "you should read it some time, Morag. Anything else?"
"Yeah in our first meeting there was this guy there, he wasn't a student he was a man, I think he might have been a teacher." Morag said.
"What!" Harry and Hermione said at the same time.
"I don't know who he was but he was the only adult there." Morag said. "I think he might have been a real death eater."
"Alright, do you know when the next meeting is?" Harry asked calmly.
"Yeah there is one next week on Monday," Morag said. Harry nodded.
"Are you still okay with this?" Harry asked putting his hand on Morag's shoulder.
"Yeah," Morag said. "It scares the hell out of me, but…" Harry squeezed Morag's shoulder.
"Don't worry," Harry said. Morag nodded and Harry led him to the door.
"Are you sure we can trust him?" Ginny asked as Harry came back.
"He is putting his life on the line for us," Harry said.
"What if he is spying on us though," Ginny said. "How do we know anything he just said was true?"
"We don't, but next meeting I think they are going to have one extra member." Harry said. "Me."
Authors Notes:
Hello, it's me again, honestly who else would it be… ack help… it's Starwin… he's found me typing his Authors Notes!
Alex you stay the hell way from my laptop! Sorry about that.
Okay now onto some notes!
These are notes on last chapter
I know a lot of people can't see Ron crying. 'ducks as tomatoes fly through the air' But let me explain my reasoning for this. Hermione strait up said I don't love you Ronald, along with some other things I didn't tell the readers, I'll leave that for you to guess and/or fill in as you like. From what I have gathered from the books Ron and Hermione have been 'a couple' since book 3. It's a major devastating blow to Ron and even he has him limits. Maybe Ron is the sensitive one?
Um, I know I have something else I wanted to say, hold on let me check my notes.
Oh! Yeah that one really important piece of information in chapter …TWACK…
Alright, Alex again, I've done away with the Author so he can't write any more notes. Time to add my own notes!
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Alright enough! This silliness ends NOW!
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