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Chapter2: What's Going On
"I'll be right down, I just gotta grab my stuff then we can go."
Running up the baby blue carpeted stairs to her room, the letter that had arrived there just three days earlier shot into her head. Who had it come from? She just realized that there was no name on it or at least not one she could see, . . . maybe it was charmed.
She burst into her room and froze in her tracks. There on her windowsill was the same barn owl, and it had another letter, or maybe it was the same letter. What was going on? She went to the barn owl and took the letter muttering to herself.
This time it was addressed to her. Maybe the first time the letter arrived; it wasn't the wrong address but the wrong name.
She opened it and was surprised by what was written. Should she read it or send it back again? It wasn't her name in the letter.
Dear Miss Zomba,
We are pleased to be announcing that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The start of term is September 1st. We will be honored to have you here at our school. Please send us an owl no later than July 31st. You will find enclosed a list of required supplies that you will need upon your arrival.
Sincerely Yours,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
"What's going on?"
"What do you mean Brandy? Is everything all right?" asked her dad, Sam Grant.
"Ya dad, but I got this letter, at least I think it is the same letter, three days ago. It had my address but not my name so I sent it back. Then this letter came today, with my name on it but not in the letter. It's weird."
"I guess so . . . who's name was on it?"
"Brandy Zomba."
"Oh..... Never heard of her. So you want me to tell them that you have to return a letter so you'll be right down?" he replied avoiding her eyes.
"Ya, thanks, but I think I'll right them back, see if I can find out what's going on."
"All right sweetie . . . Don't be too long, I think that Sean and Joe are getting impatient," said Sam as he walked away looking slightly worried.
Brandy got out a piece of parchment and began to write in her large, neat, loopy script.
Dear Minerva McGonagall,
I'm not really sure what to think. But to let you know I'm already in a great school, which I love. I'm not sure why you are writing me, telling me that I've been accepted to Hogwarts. I don't even know anything about the school and I've never applied. So thanks I'm kinda honored but I don't understand.
Sincerely Yours,
Brandy Grant
PS. My name IS Brandy Grant NOT Brandy Zomba.
She gives her response to the owl and watches it fly out of sight. She wondered why her dad seemed so uneasy when she told him that the letter had Zomba instead of Grant? . . . Well she couldn't worry about that Sean and Joe were waiting for her downstairs.
She grabbed what she had come up for. As she headed back to her friends she couldn't put it out of her head that her dad knew something that he wasn't telling her about the letter. He knew something, but what? What was he hiding?
****** A Sign Of Hope******
Dear Harry,
I hope you're all right mate. You've gotta come over for the rest of the summer!! Hermione probably is. But Charlie and Bill are coming home until September 1st, when we have to go back to school. We can play Quidditch 3 vs. 3 but if we can get Percy to play we can play 4 vs. 3, you and Charlie can go head-to-head as seekers. We have a place now, where we can play with bludgers and a snitch (it's isolated from muggles and there is a barrier that they can't see anything magical through). You probably can come (not that they will want to let you) and Bill and Charlie can come and get you when they get here. But write back. Bye.
Ron
Harry, holding in his bit of excitement, folded up the letter. He knows that he'll be able to go like Ron said, whether his uncle or aunt wants him to. He knows the magic words. They won't want him to go because letting Harry go to Ron's house for the remainder of the summer (which is still a almost two months away) would make Harry happy, and they wouldn't want that. He has seemed pretty miserable there this summer and they wouldn't want to change that. So he knew what he had to do.
He went down to breakfast, which was still very small since Dudley was still on his diet for he hasn't really lost much, if any; his bottom was still hanging over all of the edges of his chair. Harry waited awhile to see if they would notice him on their own, but he gave up shortly. It was the same, as always, he needed to speak up.
"Uncle Vernon?"
"What boy!"
"Would it be all right if I went to Ron's for the rest of the summer? It would mean that you'd be rid of me until next summer."
"Of course you can . . . . . . . . NOT go!"
"WHY NOT!!! You let me go last summer. Or don't you remember. Do I have to remind you."
"What does that have anything to do with this?"
"Maybe so I can finally be with people who I like!!"
"Watch it boy!!!! You can't go!!!"
"HA HA LOSER!! You can't go to your friend's!!!! Who'd want to be your friend anyway? They must be stupid to feel sorry for you!!!"
"Whatever Dudley. Remember last summer?? Fine, then uncle Vernon may I be excused?"
"Don't you dare you threaten him!!"
"I'm not. Can I??"
"What for??"
"Well, I haven't written Sirius lately, and it's probably about time I did, you know, so he doesn't get worried."
Harry knew that he had said the magic word. He could see it on uncle Vernon's face. He could tell he was debating with himself. If he let Harry go, Harry would be happy and it would keep Sirius happy and keep him away from his family. If he didn't let Harry go he will write Sirius telling him that he was being treated badly and forced to stay there against his will (locked up is how Harry would probably explain it) then Sirius would be very unhappy, with Sirius being an escaped convict Vernon didn't want to upset him, for his family would be in grave danger, with Sirius being Harry's Godfather. Whether the Godfather story was true or not he didn't want to risk it.
Biting his lip, Vernon lets the word that Harry is waiting for slip, "Fine"
"Awesome" and with that Harry goes back upstairs to write Ron back.
When he got to his room, he opened the door and there is a strange bird that had its dark brown eyes staring at him. He goes over to it and notices the letter attached to it. He relieves it if it's burden, and reads the letter.
Dear Harry,
It's been a long time since I written to you and I just wanted to know how you are. I hope the Dursley's are treating you good. I'm fine so don't worry about me. Voldermort still hasn't made an appearance yet. But we aren't about to give up, so don't worry about that. There is a powerful witch in your area that is keeping an eye on you for me, but she doesn't think it's for me but for Dumbledore. Oh, by the way if you go to Ron's this summer please tell me, and be very careful!!! Don't go looking for trouble (or Voldermort) and please don't let trouble find you as it always does. Don't worry about Cedric, and don't blame yourself, you are just like your father, so I know you are. It wasn't your fault, if you knew you would've made sure no one touched that cup!!! No one blames you, not his parents, anyone, or me else; there is no way that it could be your fault so stop blaming yourself!!!! There was nothing that you could've done to save him. Voldermort wanted him dead and after that there was no chance for him to survive. Just enjoy your summer. I hope to see you soon, . . . I may get to.
Sirius
Harry hung his head in sorrow, but his eyes, filling up with tears, but shone with anger and hatred. He wasn't angry with Sirius, but himself. He let himself be happy. It was his fault that Cedric was dead, even though Sirius says that it wasn't. If he didn't argued with Cedric, Cedric wouldn't have touched the cup.
"IT WAS ALL MY FAULT!!!
"Shut up boy!!" yelled uncle Vernon from downstairs.
He froze for a while, ignoring his uncle, until Hedwig came in with another letter. "Oh hi Hedwig. You're back are you? . . . Oh sorry. Thanks. I'll read it later."
Harry went back into his own little world. It was great hearing from Sirius finally. And it would be great to see him, to finally be around family who knows what it's like to be a wizard on normal days and then on not so normal days. It's really good that Voldermort hasn't made his big appearance yet, but it was also bad, then again maybe it means that he's not as powerful as he once was yet and there is still a chance of defeating him before he gains power completely. That would be amazing, actually it would be better than amazing! He couldn't help but remember what Professor Trelawney had predicted the day of his exam . . . he remembers it clearly . . .
~He was about to leave when he heard his professor speak in a loud harsh voice "It will happen tonight." When he had turned around he saw her stiff in her chair with her mouth sagging. "S-sorry?" he had said. She had seamed completely unaware of his presents. "The Dark Lord lies alone and friendless, abandoned by his followers. His servant has been chained these twelve years. Tonight, before midnight, the servant will break free and set out to join his master. The Dark Lord will rise again with his servant's aid, greater and more terrible than ever before. Tonight ... before midnight ... the servant ... will set out ... to rejoin ... his master..." And that was the end of it. She had no recollection of it and denied saying such things when Harry asked her about it.~
Hedwig, who gentle cooed, trying to comfort Harry, again, brought Harry back to reality. Harry was glad to have Hedwig, especially at times like this. If he didn't have her than he probably would never come back to the present.
"Thanks Hedwig. I gotta write Ron back and tell him that I can come, then I have to write Sirius back"
He wrote his letter to Ron quickly and gave it to Hedwig and told her that he'd have a letter for her to deliver to Sirius when she returned. Hedwig flew out the window towards Ron's. Then Harry sat back down to write his letter to Sirius . . .
"Harry come down here now!!!"
A/N: so what'd you think? .. please review..Latas ~Lavender~
Chapter2: What's Going On
"I'll be right down, I just gotta grab my stuff then we can go."
Running up the baby blue carpeted stairs to her room, the letter that had arrived there just three days earlier shot into her head. Who had it come from? She just realized that there was no name on it or at least not one she could see, . . . maybe it was charmed.
She burst into her room and froze in her tracks. There on her windowsill was the same barn owl, and it had another letter, or maybe it was the same letter. What was going on? She went to the barn owl and took the letter muttering to herself.
This time it was addressed to her. Maybe the first time the letter arrived; it wasn't the wrong address but the wrong name.
She opened it and was surprised by what was written. Should she read it or send it back again? It wasn't her name in the letter.
Dear Miss Zomba,
We are pleased to be announcing that you have been accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The start of term is September 1st. We will be honored to have you here at our school. Please send us an owl no later than July 31st. You will find enclosed a list of required supplies that you will need upon your arrival.
Sincerely Yours,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
"What's going on?"
"What do you mean Brandy? Is everything all right?" asked her dad, Sam Grant.
"Ya dad, but I got this letter, at least I think it is the same letter, three days ago. It had my address but not my name so I sent it back. Then this letter came today, with my name on it but not in the letter. It's weird."
"I guess so . . . who's name was on it?"
"Brandy Zomba."
"Oh..... Never heard of her. So you want me to tell them that you have to return a letter so you'll be right down?" he replied avoiding her eyes.
"Ya, thanks, but I think I'll right them back, see if I can find out what's going on."
"All right sweetie . . . Don't be too long, I think that Sean and Joe are getting impatient," said Sam as he walked away looking slightly worried.
Brandy got out a piece of parchment and began to write in her large, neat, loopy script.
Dear Minerva McGonagall,
I'm not really sure what to think. But to let you know I'm already in a great school, which I love. I'm not sure why you are writing me, telling me that I've been accepted to Hogwarts. I don't even know anything about the school and I've never applied. So thanks I'm kinda honored but I don't understand.
Sincerely Yours,
Brandy Grant
PS. My name IS Brandy Grant NOT Brandy Zomba.
She gives her response to the owl and watches it fly out of sight. She wondered why her dad seemed so uneasy when she told him that the letter had Zomba instead of Grant? . . . Well she couldn't worry about that Sean and Joe were waiting for her downstairs.
She grabbed what she had come up for. As she headed back to her friends she couldn't put it out of her head that her dad knew something that he wasn't telling her about the letter. He knew something, but what? What was he hiding?
****** A Sign Of Hope******
Dear Harry,
I hope you're all right mate. You've gotta come over for the rest of the summer!! Hermione probably is. But Charlie and Bill are coming home until September 1st, when we have to go back to school. We can play Quidditch 3 vs. 3 but if we can get Percy to play we can play 4 vs. 3, you and Charlie can go head-to-head as seekers. We have a place now, where we can play with bludgers and a snitch (it's isolated from muggles and there is a barrier that they can't see anything magical through). You probably can come (not that they will want to let you) and Bill and Charlie can come and get you when they get here. But write back. Bye.
Ron
Harry, holding in his bit of excitement, folded up the letter. He knows that he'll be able to go like Ron said, whether his uncle or aunt wants him to. He knows the magic words. They won't want him to go because letting Harry go to Ron's house for the remainder of the summer (which is still a almost two months away) would make Harry happy, and they wouldn't want that. He has seemed pretty miserable there this summer and they wouldn't want to change that. So he knew what he had to do.
He went down to breakfast, which was still very small since Dudley was still on his diet for he hasn't really lost much, if any; his bottom was still hanging over all of the edges of his chair. Harry waited awhile to see if they would notice him on their own, but he gave up shortly. It was the same, as always, he needed to speak up.
"Uncle Vernon?"
"What boy!"
"Would it be all right if I went to Ron's for the rest of the summer? It would mean that you'd be rid of me until next summer."
"Of course you can . . . . . . . . NOT go!"
"WHY NOT!!! You let me go last summer. Or don't you remember. Do I have to remind you."
"What does that have anything to do with this?"
"Maybe so I can finally be with people who I like!!"
"Watch it boy!!!! You can't go!!!"
"HA HA LOSER!! You can't go to your friend's!!!! Who'd want to be your friend anyway? They must be stupid to feel sorry for you!!!"
"Whatever Dudley. Remember last summer?? Fine, then uncle Vernon may I be excused?"
"Don't you dare you threaten him!!"
"I'm not. Can I??"
"What for??"
"Well, I haven't written Sirius lately, and it's probably about time I did, you know, so he doesn't get worried."
Harry knew that he had said the magic word. He could see it on uncle Vernon's face. He could tell he was debating with himself. If he let Harry go, Harry would be happy and it would keep Sirius happy and keep him away from his family. If he didn't let Harry go he will write Sirius telling him that he was being treated badly and forced to stay there against his will (locked up is how Harry would probably explain it) then Sirius would be very unhappy, with Sirius being an escaped convict Vernon didn't want to upset him, for his family would be in grave danger, with Sirius being Harry's Godfather. Whether the Godfather story was true or not he didn't want to risk it.
Biting his lip, Vernon lets the word that Harry is waiting for slip, "Fine"
"Awesome" and with that Harry goes back upstairs to write Ron back.
When he got to his room, he opened the door and there is a strange bird that had its dark brown eyes staring at him. He goes over to it and notices the letter attached to it. He relieves it if it's burden, and reads the letter.
Dear Harry,
It's been a long time since I written to you and I just wanted to know how you are. I hope the Dursley's are treating you good. I'm fine so don't worry about me. Voldermort still hasn't made an appearance yet. But we aren't about to give up, so don't worry about that. There is a powerful witch in your area that is keeping an eye on you for me, but she doesn't think it's for me but for Dumbledore. Oh, by the way if you go to Ron's this summer please tell me, and be very careful!!! Don't go looking for trouble (or Voldermort) and please don't let trouble find you as it always does. Don't worry about Cedric, and don't blame yourself, you are just like your father, so I know you are. It wasn't your fault, if you knew you would've made sure no one touched that cup!!! No one blames you, not his parents, anyone, or me else; there is no way that it could be your fault so stop blaming yourself!!!! There was nothing that you could've done to save him. Voldermort wanted him dead and after that there was no chance for him to survive. Just enjoy your summer. I hope to see you soon, . . . I may get to.
Sirius
Harry hung his head in sorrow, but his eyes, filling up with tears, but shone with anger and hatred. He wasn't angry with Sirius, but himself. He let himself be happy. It was his fault that Cedric was dead, even though Sirius says that it wasn't. If he didn't argued with Cedric, Cedric wouldn't have touched the cup.
"IT WAS ALL MY FAULT!!!
"Shut up boy!!" yelled uncle Vernon from downstairs.
He froze for a while, ignoring his uncle, until Hedwig came in with another letter. "Oh hi Hedwig. You're back are you? . . . Oh sorry. Thanks. I'll read it later."
Harry went back into his own little world. It was great hearing from Sirius finally. And it would be great to see him, to finally be around family who knows what it's like to be a wizard on normal days and then on not so normal days. It's really good that Voldermort hasn't made his big appearance yet, but it was also bad, then again maybe it means that he's not as powerful as he once was yet and there is still a chance of defeating him before he gains power completely. That would be amazing, actually it would be better than amazing! He couldn't help but remember what Professor Trelawney had predicted the day of his exam . . . he remembers it clearly . . .
~He was about to leave when he heard his professor speak in a loud harsh voice "It will happen tonight." When he had turned around he saw her stiff in her chair with her mouth sagging. "S-sorry?" he had said. She had seamed completely unaware of his presents. "The Dark Lord lies alone and friendless, abandoned by his followers. His servant has been chained these twelve years. Tonight, before midnight, the servant will break free and set out to join his master. The Dark Lord will rise again with his servant's aid, greater and more terrible than ever before. Tonight ... before midnight ... the servant ... will set out ... to rejoin ... his master..." And that was the end of it. She had no recollection of it and denied saying such things when Harry asked her about it.~
Hedwig, who gentle cooed, trying to comfort Harry, again, brought Harry back to reality. Harry was glad to have Hedwig, especially at times like this. If he didn't have her than he probably would never come back to the present.
"Thanks Hedwig. I gotta write Ron back and tell him that I can come, then I have to write Sirius back"
He wrote his letter to Ron quickly and gave it to Hedwig and told her that he'd have a letter for her to deliver to Sirius when she returned. Hedwig flew out the window towards Ron's. Then Harry sat back down to write his letter to Sirius . . .
"Harry come down here now!!!"
A/N: so what'd you think? .. please review..Latas ~Lavender~