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Chapter 4
Phone Interception
A smile slid across Ron's face. "Are you sure?"
"Of course, you're my best mate." Harry said.
"Hermione?" Ron said, asking for her approval.
"Yeah, sure."
"Great," Ron said.
"Guess we're all roommates again then." Harry said.
"This is going to be great," Ron commented excitedly. "Just like old times."
"You can move in her as soon as possible, but I think you ought to tell your parents." Hermione said, using her brain, like always.
"Right."
The trio sat and talked for the next few hours. Ron seemed very excited to move in. They revisited many Hogwarts memories. They really enjoyed each others company. When dinner time came, they even ate out together. Around 10 o'clock, Ron decided to leave, since it was getting late and they all had work to do.
"Are you really okay with him moving in with us?" Harry asked Hermione after they were finally alone.
"Yeah, of course, he's our best friend. What do you think about this?" Hermione asked him knowing his opinion mattered.
"Its going to be just like old times, I can't wait." He answered.
"I have one question."
"What?"
"How bad does Ron really snore?" She asked with a grin on her face.
"Oh Hermione," Harry said laughing. He embraced her in a hug and kissed her on her forehead.
Arthur Weasley, husband of Molly Weasley, woke up early in the morning. It was just another day for him. He would wake up, go to work, and come home, just like every other day. He still worked at the Ministry, which has been his place of employment for at least a decade. Now, he had to intercept owl letters for his job. The Ministry still wanted this done, even though Voldemort was dead. They were afraid that he would come back, and catch them off guard, just like he did those many years ago.
Of course this was a very boring job. All Mr. Weasley ever did was open letters and read them. There was almost never anything interesting in them. It was usually just notes from children to parents or friends to friends. It was a total and complete waste of time and money. Mr. Weasley never told the ministry this, or that Voldemort would never come back, because they were so afraid of the Dark Lord, they would never listen to him.
"Goodbye Molly," He said giving her a peck on the cheek. He walked out the door with his briefcase, ready to go to work.
It was very dark outside, which was really strange for this time in the morning. The clouds above him were very gray. It looked like a storm was brewing. Mr. Weasley got into his car and flew into the sky, no worry about the weather.
The day went by very slowly. Because of the weather, no one had sent owls out that day. People finally used common since, not to send owls out in a thunder and lighting storm, or else they might get struck.
Not one owl came in that day, so they let him go home early. Mr. Weasley put a hand in his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. Hermione had given it to him a few years ago, knowing he loved muggle contraptions. Just a few months ago, he learned how to use it. He dialed the Weasley's home number. It quickly rang, and someone picked up, automatically. Instead of Mrs. Weasley's nice, soothing voice on the other end, it was a hard, scratchy voice.
"Now that I'm here, that's it; they're both going to be dead. Teaches them a lesson for screwing with me. And to hell with anyone who gets in the way, they can die to, I don't care. That includes you, if you get in the way, or mess up, you're gone to."
"Uh-huh" Another person said shaking.
The line suddenly went dead. Mr. Weasley stood there, in shock, worried about what he just heard. Who was it? What did they mean? And who were they going to kill?
AN-What's up with these short chapters? Don't ask. Next chapter will be up sometime next week, but then schools going to start, yuck. I promise next chapter will be longer. Review, Please
Kelly