Author's Note: This is the sequel to Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince. (For those of you who haven't figured it out yet). Ummm.. have fun reading!
Chapter 3
"I don't want you in my party," Dudley told them.
"Sure, Dudleykins," Harry teased. "We'll be upstairs."
"Okay," Dudley started, but an owl had flown into the room, and dropped a letter in front of Harry's feet. Dudley decided that then was the time to check his emails, so Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were left alone in the kitchen.
"What's it say?" Ron asked and made to grab the letter.
Harry passed the letter to Hermione, and she read: Ron, Ginny, Hermione, and Harry dear,"
"Harry dear?" Ron questioned and laughed.
Hermione continued, "First, Fleur and Bill's wedding will take place on August 5th. Oh, you will be getting a letter from the Order soon, so don't be surprised. Oh, the Order will be asking the four of you to become members in the next meeting. Hope all is well, Mrs. Weasley."
For a few minutes, there was complete silence. Then, Ron asked them, "So, we are going, right?"
"Yeah," Haarry replied. "Let's go back up to my room." Ron and Ginny gave each other a quick glance, and then climbed up the stairs to the room that all four of them were sharing.
"Harry! Get the phone!" Aunt Petunia bellowed up the stairs.
"Coming," he yelled down the steps. Then he said to the other three, "I'll be back in a minute."
Harry quickly ran down the stairs, and Aunt Petunia shoved the phone into his hands.
"Hello?" Harry uncertainly spoke as he picked up the phone.
"Hey," a girl's voice greeted him. "Is this Harry Potter? The Harry Potter?"
"Umm… yeah," Harry said.
"Okay. Just checking. As you may know, Hogwarts will be closed this year, and do you have a girlfriend?" She asked, obviously distracted.
"Umm… no."
"Oh, good. Are you free…okay okay," she said, another person's voice clearly heard.
"Stop fooling around, Britney!"
"Sorry, mom," Britney apologized. "As I was saying, Hogwarts will be closed, and many of their students will be coming to Destiny's School in America," she paused. "My mother is the headmistress so… yeah."
"Where is the school?"
"New Jersey," she replied.
"What's your phone number?" Harry asked.
"Why?"
"So that I can call the headmistress," Harry told her.
Obviously this wasn't the answer she was hoping for, because she gave a sigh, and then said, "Oh, okay. Umm… Gimme ten seconds… We don't normally use the phone… it's here for long distances where owls can't reach there easily. Ah, there it is. Do you have a pen and paper?"
"Do I need it?" Harry asked, and took out his wand.
"That depends," she answered. "Ok. Ready? (732)-297-5649."
"Thanks," Harry said, and looked at the numbers written in red on the air. "I'll call you later. See you around."
"See ya," she answered. A few seconds later, Harry hung up.
