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Before I start the second chapter I would like to say thank you for my very first reviewer for this story. Elfluver13. I would also like to thank luvthefluf for being my beta. I will update by Nov. 30.
Elfluver13: No it is not BlondeRebel14 because I cannot imagine her crying. Especially over a BOY! Just wanted to clear that up.
The Love of All
Chapter 2
Once outside Dumbledore pulled out his wand. "Lumos,"Instantly therewas light at the end of his wand. "Come with me Harry. We must get to the portkey." Dumbledore was now walking briskly towards the lamp across the street.
"Professor," Harry said running after him. "Where exactly are we going?"
"Why, we're going to The Burrow of course," Dumbledore said, as if it wasa most normal occurence for a teenager to be taken from a house on Privet Drive toa house miles away in the middle of the night. "Mrs. Weasley has implored me that I must bring you so she can feed you properly. Oh, and of course Ron and Hermione have been worried sick about you." Dumbledore started to move quickly toward the lamppost.
Harry's heart leaped. He was going to the Burrow!No matter what Ron said about his house, it was still home to Harry. "Harry," Harry looked up and saw Dumbledore looking intentlyat him. "We must get going. They're waiting for us." Harry walked over and grabbed what looked like a pair of spectacles. Soon, both Dumbledore and Harry were standing in front of the Burrow.
Harry looked at the Burrow.Recently, he'd been dreamingabout the Burrow and the magic it held.Remembering this, he asked,"Professor?"
"Yes, Harry?"
"I need to tell you about something." Dumbledore looked at Harry. Concern wasevident in his wearyhis eyes.
"What is it?" Before Harry could answer, he heard the familiar voice of Mrs. Weasley.
"Harry! Harry Potter is that you!" Mrs. Weasley greeted Harry by suffocating hug anda kiss on the cheek. "Oh, Harry, what a fine looking boy you're turning out to be! Just like your father and mother!You must have grown an inch or so. Well lets not diddle-daddle. You must be fed!Let's get inside and have a cup of tea."
Harry and Dumbledore followed Mrs. Weasley. "Meet me later in the kitchen at midnight," Dumbledore whispered. Harry nodded. Inside the house was busy with excitement. Many people sat at the Weasley's table, most of which Harry new. The room grew silent when Harry and Dumbledore walked in.
"Harry," said an excited Remus. "How are you?"
"I'm fine," Harry looked at the people before him. "Hello everyone."
Hellos wereheard aroundthe room. "Harry," Mrs. Weasley said, "We were just about to start a meeting. You must be tired, how about you go and find Ron and Hermione? They will be awfully glad to see you." Something about Mrs. Weasley saying Hermione's name was different. Maybe it was pride when she said it, or maybe it was loathing? Well, something was different, but he shrugged it off and headed for Ron's room.
When he opened the door, he was greetedby a high- pitched screamcoming from Hermione.She flung her arms around him in a hug much the same as Mrs. Weasley's.
"Harry! It's so good to see you," Hermione said, her arms still around his neck.
"It's good to see you too, but can you stop choking me?" Harry was about to fall, over but luckily Hermione let go.
"Harry, it's good to see you mate," Ron sat on his bed, opposite of what was supposedly Harry's.
"You too," Harry sat on the other bed.
"Harry, here's your birthday present," Hermione gave Harry a gift wrapped in gold and red paper with a bow on top. Inside, was a book that was all about Defense against the Dark Arts with different types of spells and how to use them.
"Thanks Hermione. I love it!" Hermione beamed with pleasure at hearing this. Next, he opened Ron's. Ron's was untidily wrapped in newspaper. Inside was a bunch of candy and many other intriguing items. Harry was about to pop one of the candies into his mouth whenRon interrupted.
"Stop, don't eat that!" Harry stopped and looked at Ron. "It's from Fred and George's joke shop. The one you were about to eat is called 'Hairy Scary.' You eat it, and you will have hair everywhere for the next two days. All these things I bought for you are for when we get to Hogwarts. I thought we might use them on Malfoy."
Harry smiled, "Ron, you're absolutely brilliant!"
"Well, I'm not starting my sixth year with a detention." Hermione looked very stern about the idea. "Please Ron, stop being so childish. It's like getting back at Malfoy is like your lifetime ambition. Besides, Harry wouldn't go along with you. Would you Harry?"
"Actually…"
"Very well, you two can be childish, but don't count me in."
"Fine, we won't," Ron said.
Silence filled the room. "So what have you two been doing this summer?" Harry asked, breaking the silence. Both Ron and Hermione looked down at there feet.
"Oh not much," said Hermione. "Actually, I spent two weeks at my house, and then spent the rest of the summer here."
"Oh, cool," said Harry. "So, what did you guys do here?"
"Oh um... well we did lots of stuff. You know we played Quidditch, went to Diagon Alley, you know stuff like that." Ron said.
"Oh give it up Ron!" Hermione looked like she was about to explode. "Harry, we have something to tell you and Ron here was going to tell you, but since he can't bring himself to do it I will! Harry, Ron and I are going out!"
Harry looked startled by the sudden out burst and Ron looked actually quite frightened. "You are?" Harry looked puzzled. He knew that Ron liked Hermione, but he never thought he would have the guts to ask her out.
"Uh... ya, whatever Hermione said. Bloody hell Hermione I was bringing myself to tell him. You should have waited a few more minutes. You didn't need to yell it to him."
"Oh come off it Ron. You never would have told him." This began another famous battle between Ron and Hermione. Harry knew they were pefect for each other, and smiled during there whole argument.
"Will you two ever shut up?" Ginny walked in and sat next to Harry. "I can hear you from my room and the goul in the attic said you need to shut up as well."
"Hi," Harry said.
"Oh, hey Harry." Ginny smiled at him. "Hermione, my mom says that we need to go to bed."
"Okay Ginny, just a second." Hermione looked at Ron and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "'Night Ron, 'night Harry." Then both girls left, leaving the two boys alone.
Ron turned to Harry. "Wow, I thought I would see the day." Harry laughed as Ron turned a deep shade of scarlet.
"We'd better get to bed," Ron yawned. "Mum has lots of chores that she wants us to do tomorrow. 'Night Harry."
"'Night Ron." The lights went out.
Harry tip-toed down the stairs quietly at midnight. In the kitchen Dumbledore sat, as promised,in one of the chairs, patiently waiting for Harry to arrive.
"Hello Professor."
"Hello Harry," Dumbledore smiled at him. "Sit down and tell me about this dream of yours."
Harry sat down and told Dumbledore the dream, trying not to leave anything out. "I'm glad you told me this Harry."
"What does it mean Professor? Is that man in trouble? And what about the girl?"
"Harry, many of your questions will soon be answered, but I suggest you get some sleep and forget all about the dream."
"Yes Professor. Goodnight." Harryturned to leave.
"Harry?"
"Yes, Professor?"
"Do tell Ron and Hermione. You should always cofide in your friends for help." Harry nodded, and walked out the door. Slowly, he made his way to Ron's bedroom.
Harry got into bed, pulling the covers up to his chin. Shortly afterwards,he fell into a deep slumber.
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