Sorry, I haven't updated in a looooooooooooooooong time. I am so SORRY! Please forgive me, it won't happen again. At least, I don't think it'll happen again. It's just, I was so caught up in a whole bunch of family and school business and… you don't care, do you?
Chapter 3:
"Who was that?" Ron asked when they were safely back at his house. "I saw Wormtail, but who was that other guy?" Everyone shrugged. Before anyone could say anymore, Mrs. Weasley came into view, looking rather excited.
"Baudelaires, there are some very lovely people here to see you," she said delightedly. The Baudelaires frowned. People to see them? Who could it be? Unable to take the confusion, they rushed to the front door. They were in utter shock when they reached it and saw who was there. For standing before them, together at last, were Duncan, Quigley, and Isadora Quagmire.
For a long minute, the Baudelaires simply stood in shock. But as the shock wore off, they rushed to the Quagmires and the six friends shared a loving embrace. Harry, Ron, and Hermione rushed into the room after them and just stood there in confusion. When Violet realized their confusion, she paused and stood between them.
"Quagmires, this is Harry, Ron, and Hermione," she introduced. "Harry, Ron, and Hermione, this is Duncan, Quigley, and Isadora Quagmire." Then she whirled around and went to the Quagmires again. "How did you get here? How did you find us?"
"It's a long story," Quigley said. "Perhaps we should discuss it at dinner. I hear Sunny's becoming quite a chef."
"Yes, sir!" Sunny cried triumphantly. And so Sunny prepared dinner, and then they all told their story, while Harry, Ron, and Hermione were still confused. The Baudelaires enlightened them on how they met the Quagmires. Then the Quagmires shared their story.
"Well, you see," Duncan began, "when Esme shot the rope, and you fell with it, we were devastated. We refused to believe that we had been separated after all we've been through. So we constantly tried to convince Hector to try and get lower."
"But he always said it was impossible," Isadora said. "It was a shame we didn't have you three with us. Violet, you could have invented something. Klaus, you could have read up on flying aircrafts. And Sunny, I'm sure you're biting would have come in handy. But sadly, you were not there. So, for a while, things seemed hopeless, and life on the self-sustaining hot air mobile home grew very depressing."
"But we didn't have time to worry about that for long," Duncan went on. "We were soon under siege by dozens of eagles. Before long, we were headed toward the ocean. Fortunately, no one was hurt because we were protected by the huge balloons. But unfortunately, we rendered immobile, except for walking, which I'll have you know, gets to be a pain after six days."
"But then Kit found us," Isadora continued. "She took us to V.F.D headquarters."
"That's where they met up with me," Quigley said. "I was lost at sea, but then Kit found me while she was searching for you. When she found your knew whereabouts, she informed us on everything, and said we could go to you as soon as she made sure it was safe."
"Well, I'm afraid it's still far from safe," Harry said.
"It's safe enough," Isadora said quietly. The Baudelaires smiled softly. It was true. It had been a long time since they were anywhere truly safe. But now, living in the Weasley's home with all of their friends, it seemed like the safest place they had been in a long time.
"Well… I guess that's it," Duncan said at last.
"We lucky," Sunny said, which probably meant, "We're lucky to have you back, good friends of ours." The Quagmires all smiled at her.
"Thanks," Quigley said. "But I think we're just lucky to be back." There was a smile silence, but then Ron cleared his throat.
"Well, I think we've heard enough for one day, haven't we?" he said. "Come on. Let's get to bed and talk in the morning. Frankly, I have no idea who these Quagmires are, so maybe you could tell us about them tomorrow." The Baudelaires nodded and they all went off to bed.