Chapter 2
Inside The Box
Harry woke up early the next day and gathered all his robes and books in the trunk. He was so eager for this afternoon; Mr. Weasley was going to take him from the Dursleys at last. When he came, Harry actually ran to him and entered the car with his trunk very quickly. "HarryHello Harry" Mr. Weasley said, "how are your…" but Harry wanted to get out of here as fast as he could that he stopped Mr. Weasley from talking and said, "can we go first?" "Sure Harry" Mr. Weasley said, and he drove on. They talked for a long time about the holiday and Harry heard Mr. Weasley's stories in the ministry of magic. Time passed until they arrived to the Burrow. Harry was so happy and filled with joy that he ran towards the house as fast as he could, with his trunk hitting the ground so hard, that it was almost going to break into two. "RON" Harry said, seeing Ron getting out of the house. "HARRY MATE" Ron said, running. They shook hands and then both went inside the house. Hermione was sitting on the kitchen's table and was eating some sweets. "Harry" she shrieked with delight. She ran and hugged him, he choked for a moment but then she released him. "Hi Hermione, how do you do?" he asked her, smiling. "Fine, how about you?" she said, panting, her eyes wide. "I'm fine too, thanks for your gifts" he said, looking at Ron and Hermione and smiling.
They all sat on the table and ate some sweets. "Hi Harry" Ginny said, entering the kitchen and smiling at Harry. "Hi Ginny" Harry said, smiling too. Everyone came to the kitchen afterwards, Fred, George and Mrs. Weasley. Harry was talking to everyone, he thought that there was nothing that will dampen his spirits, but something in his heart told him that he was missing something. He couldn't know what it was but it kept him busy.
The time passed and night came. They were all eating dinner, and everyone was happy and relaxed. When they finished dinner, Mrs. Weasley ordered them all to sleep. They all wanted to stay, but she said that they all needed some rest. "Good night" she said, waving at them all, as they headed up stairs. "Good night" Hermione and Ginny said, and they went to their room. "Good night" Harry and Ron said to Fred and George as the four of them went to their rooms.
The night was so quiet; the air that was coming from the window was a sweet breeze on the face. Ron climbed onto his bed silently, and then he turned to look at Harry, who was just lying on bed too, and said. "Good night". There was silence and none of them spook. And then Harry knew what was bothering him all day. He had completely forgotten about the note and the other gift. He jumped so quickly out of bed that Ron jumped on his bed too. "Harry you scared me…what is it?" he said, in the dark. "I have to go downstairs" Harry said, heading towards the door, "I forgot my trunk there". It was true, Mrs. Weasley said that she'll be bringing his trunk to him after dinner, but she forgot. "I'll come and help…" Ron said, getting up, "I'm not tired or anything" he came towards Harry, but Harry said, "no…I don't need help…I'll get it myself" he headed out of the room and closed the door behind him, before Ron could say another word. He tiptoed downstairs and heard Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley's voices coming from the kitchen. "Do you know him?" Mrs. Weasley was saying. "Oh, you mean that Boardman, no I don't know him, he asked about that department of his…" Mr.Weasley said, "Yeah, sports right?" Mrs. Weasley asked, "Yeah, he's in that new sports department" Harry didn't want to interrupt them, but he had to get his trunk, he was dying just to know what was that gift. "Yeah and then he said to me that brooms don't matter…" but Mr.Weasley stopped. Harry entered the kitchen at that moment. "Oh, Harry dear, what's wrong?" Mrs. Weasley asked, looking worried. "Oh, it's just that…I want my trunk" Harry said, pointing at his trunk at the far side of the kitchen. "Oh, I'm sorry dear, why didn't you remind me of it" she said, heading towards it. "Harry, are you alright?" Mr.Weasley asked, "You look a bit nervous" he said, looking at Harry. Harry was shaking his foot, back and forth and he was twisting his fingers with his hand. "Yeah, I'm fine…it's nothing" but Harry wanted the trunk so badly, the eagerness was too much that it was unbearable. He couldn't wait any longer; he dashed at his trunk and snatched it from Mrs. Weasley hands. "I'll take it from here…thanks" he dragged the trunk upstairs; it was making too much noise. "Harry, wait" Mr.Weasley said, going after Harry. "I'll take it with…" but Harry said, "no…it's ok…I'll take it from here alone" he dragged the trunk quickly upstairs, and arrived at their room. He opened the door and dragged the trunk inside, closing it behind him. "What was all that noise?" Ron asked, frowning. "I'm sorry…" Harry went quickly to his bed and threw the trunk on the floor next to it. "Well, goodnight then" Ron said, yawning hugely. "Goodnight" Harry said. Ron rolled on the other side and slept immediately. Harry on the other hand, sat up straight and opened his trunk. There, inside it, was the parcel that NP had sent. Harry took the note again and read. I hope we meet soon, he thought, looking down at the note, what's that suppose to mean? He reached down in his trunk and lifted the parcel and unwrapped it, there was a small, light box inside. His hands were shaking and he couldn't help but feel the excitement burst through him. He felt that this gift will be the best, ever.
The box was engraved with very beautiful symbols, and in the middle, there was a small, blue diamond that suited the dark, blue box in his hand. He reached two fingers towards it and lifted the lid.
There, inside the box, was a ring. Harry was so entranced in a moment of silence as he looked down at the beautiful ring that he didn't hear the knock on the door until it came again, a little louder. He quickly closed the lid and put the box inside the trunk once more, and closed the lid of the trunk. "Yeah" he said, heading towards the door. "What's going on?" Ron said, as he woke up once more. Harry didn't answer, but he opened the door and saw Mrs. Weasley standing there. "Oh, Harry…you're up…Ron I'm sorry that I woke you up" she said. Ron nodded and went back to sleep. "Harry dear…why are you still awake?" she asked him, frowning. "I couldn't sleep Mrs. Weasley" he answered, but he wasn't with her, his mind was still on the ring that he had found. He was thinking about it and the nervousness came back on him. He twisted his hands and his leg began to rock back and forth. "Are you…?" Mrs. Weasley began, but Harry cut across her. "I'm fine…thank you Mrs. Weasley" he said, looking at the trunk behind him. "Well, then I'll leave you to sleep" she said, uncertainly. "Yeah…goodnight" he said, and he closed the door quickly. He thought that what he did just now was a bit rude, letting her say her Goodnight and all, but he couldn't help it. He went back to his bed, wanting to open the trunk once more, when Ron spook out of the dark, "I don't think I'll have much sleep this night…." His voice sounded accusing. Harry wanted to ignore that comment from Ron, but he felt that that was wrong. I think I'll just see this in the morning, he thought, as he slept on the bed. Tomorrow I'll have plenty of time…so I could learn more about my mysterious ring. And with that in mind, he slept.