What Was Meant To Be
Chapter 1: The Burrow
"Beep, beep, beep, beep," Harry's alarm clock went off startling the one of the two teens awake.
"Ugh, bloody hell, shut that damn thing up," Ron said groggily. After a few minutes he poked his head out of the covers and checked to see if Harry had heard him, but by the lump still covered in blankets he guessed that Harry was still in slumber land.
"Bloody hell mate, come on," Ron muttered as he stumbled out of bed. He made his way to Harry's bed, which was only two feet away. He started pushing the lump form, trying to get him awake.
"Come on Harry, I can smell sausage and bacon," Ron exclaimed while sniffing the air. While still sniffing the air and trying to push Harry out of bed, he never saw the pillow coming until it hit him.
"Hmmphfh," shouted Ron as he landed on his bum, the pillow still on his face, limiting his speech. Harry now wide awake sat up and grinned at Ron.
"Sorry mate didn't see ya there," Harry said. Ron glared and made a rude gesture before standing up.
"You're gonna get it now," exclaimed Ron, right before launching himself at Harry.
"Ahhhh," shouted Harry moving himself off the bed and onto the floor before Ron squashed him.
"Hehe have fun with the pillows, I'm gonna go get me some breakfast," laughed Harry, then he made his way to the door and proceeded to walk down the stairs.
"Mmph I'm gonna get, achoo, you," Ron managed to say before he sneezed again while trying to untangle his limbs from the never-ending pillows and blankets.
As Harry made his way to the kitchen he could smell the bacon and sausage simmering over the stove and the pancakes lined up. The chattering could be heard now as he moved closer to the kitchen.
"Hello everybody," Harry exclaimed as he made his way into the kitchen and headed straight for the stove. After he had gotten his food he turned around and headed for the table. The chattering had suddenly dropped to a quiet whisper as he had entered so he looked up and asked "How is every…," He stopped as his emerald eyes met icy blue/grey ones from across the room. Everybody stopped whispering and the room went deathly silent.
"What are you doing here Malfoy?"
A/n: Well here it is the first fanfic ever made by muah. Hehe anyways I think yall know the drill r/r plzzz. Oh yeah I own nothing by J.K