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Chapter 17 -Moving Fiasco
12 Grimmauld Place was a disaster area. Literally. Now that all of the bedrooms were clean (it took forever, everyone was out of their old bedroom and in midst of choosing a new one. Moving in was the hard part.
"Why do I have a bloody FIREPLACE in the middle of my bedroom?" Harry yelled.
"Why's it bloody mate?" Ron asked. "You trip over it?"
"Yes," Harry muttered. "Sirius! Why can't we put it on the deck for now!"
Sirius poked his head out of his newfound room. "It might get wet."
"Give it a goddamn umbrella! It'll be fine!"
"Siri," Remus said tapping his lover on the shoulder. "Why do we have dinner plates in our room?"
Sirius stared at REmus blankly. "I can honestly say I have nooo clue."
"Hermione!" Ginny shrieked. "The steak knives are trying to eat me!"
"I beg your pardon?"
"So that's where they went..." Mrs. Weasley murmured.
"Granger!" Draco called as he trudged down the hall. He shoved a wet furball in her face. "I found this under my couch."
Hermione took Crookshanks and asked bewilderedly, "Your couch?"
"Yes," Draco agreed. "Apparently my bed is having identity problems."
"Whose is this!" Severus growled in a demanding voice. He was holding up a black lacy bra.
"That would be mine," Gen snapped as she snatched the offending undergarment from Severus's hand.
"You have seaweed in you hair," Tonks said picking up a piece of seaweed and noticing that Gen was dripping wet.
"That doesn't surprise me," Gen muttered. "I opened my closet and a tidal wave attacked me."
A high pitched screech emitted from a nearby bedroom. "SPIDER!" Guess who?
"Where?" Sirius cried as he dove under his bed.
"Oh for crying out loud..." Hermione muttered.
Ah yes... It was going to be very interesting around 12 Grimmauld Place for the next few days... very interesting indeed...
-tbc-