1 Weasly House
"Ron, you bloody plonker! What have you done with it?" Hermione shouted, her face red wtih anger, as she threw random objects around her room. The trio had spent the summer at the Weaslys as usual and, unfourtnatly Ron and Hermione were having another argument.
"It's just a bloody book, 'Mione!"
"It's Hogwarts a History you prat!"
"I'm not a prat!"
"Yes you are!"
"AM NOT!"
"ARE TOO!"
"OY! Would you keep it down up there!" Shouted Fred and George from downstairs. The Weasly twins has come back for the summer and, had been helping out the Order ever since Dumbledore had died during the trios sixth year at Hogwarts.
Harry had changed since last year, he was more quite then usual. He no longer laughed, and to Hermione his eyes looked dull and empty. Ron noticed his face looked more paler, like he was a bloody walking ghost. He rarely said a word to Hermione and Ron, but today was the day Harry finally cracked.
"WOULD YOU TWO SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP? THERES A KILLER RUNNING OUT THERE, AND ALL YOU TWO CAN DO IS FIGHT OVER A BLOODY BOOK!" Harry shouted as he threw his book 'Quidditch Through the Ages' on the carpeted bedroom floor. Ron watched his friend storm out of Hermione's room and, Hermione gave Ron a knowing look. Ron knodded and, they both left the room, following Harry outside.
His fists were clenched, he was so angry he felt like hexing those two, anymore. Didn't they care about the horcuxes? And what about Voldemort did he just disappear? He thought angrily as he kicked to ground with his foot.
"Harry, mate wait up will ya?" Came Ron's voice, as Hermione and him bounded up next to Harry.
"Harry I shouldn't of blown up at Ron, all over a silly little book. I'm sorry Harry and you too Ron." Apologized Hermione running her hands through her hair nervously.
"Whatever, it doesn't matter." Harry mumbled as Hermione looked at him, concern written all over her face.
"HARRY!"
Harry looked up ahead to see no other then Proffessor Lupin bounding up to them.
"Proffessor Lupin is something wrong?" Asked Hermione worried that Voldemort had attacked again.
"Somethings up... the Order... they've found a... a portal of some sorts... I really need to talk to your parents... Ron." Panted Lupin as the trio led the Proffessor back to the Weasly house.
A portal leading to where?
And what does this have to do with the Order? Harry thought.
Authors note: Well I hope everyone liked the second chappy! Only 2 reviews! And theres been at least 80 people read my story! reviews and comments are welcome! But thank you for reading my story! Srry it was short!
