Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter in any part or whole…if I did I would be asking my mum for money.

A/N: Um…this story started out as a oneshot but I think I am going to add a chapter or two I am not sure how many but there will be more.

Chapter 2: The After-effects

Harry Potter sat in his bedroom at the Dursley's house as he read the last lines of Sirius' letter. He was very close to tears as he remembered his godfather. Sirius Black was a man who went to the wizard's prison Azkaban without so much as a fair trial because everyone thought he was guilty. Even Harry himself thought his godfather was guilty. At least, that was before they found out it was Peter Pettigrew. Ever since Harry's 3rd year at Hogwarts, Sirius had written to him, Ron and Hermione. He was not a person you could forget easily.

Harry grabbed a section of leftover parchment and began to write on it with an old quill. Once he was finished he set the quill down and read over his words.

Dear Ron and Hermione,

I found this letter on my desk this morning and I thought you might want to read it. It is regarding Sirius. Please read and send back to me pronto. I will try my best to make it to the Burrow this summer. Let me know where you are and if you are apart send this letter to the other. I intend for both of you to read this letter. It could be really important.

Sincerely,

Harry

Sadisfied with his work he rolled both his and Sirius' letters up and tied them to Hedwig's leg before giving her a treat.

" I need you to take these to the Burrow, ok?" Hedwig nipped at his hand to take the treat and waited for Harry to open his window.

Then, Harry watched as Hedwig flew out the window and became nothing but a small white spec in the otherwise grey sky. Then he went downstairs to endure Dudley's torment as usual.

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A young girl with red hair was starring out of her bedroom window when a white bird came into view. As the bird got closer it started to take the familiar shape of a 16 year-old boy's owl.

"RON! RON! OPEN THE WNDOW! HEDWIGS HERE!" Ginny yelled as she ran from her room to the kitchen down below. "DID YOU HERE ME! HEDWIGS HERE!"

"Bloody Hell, Ginny! No need to yell when I am standing right in front of you!" Ginny looked around and noticed that she was already in the kitchen and her brother was standing right in front of her.

"Oh…sorry…well if you would not ignore me as often as you do maybe I wouldn't have to yell." She said as she walked over to the still closed window near by. Ginny looked outside and saw Hedwig approaching rather rapidly. She opened the window and watched the snowy white owl take her landing on the kitchen counter.

Just as Ron was reaching for the letter, Molly Weasley came running in from the other room.

"WHAT WAS ALL THE SCREAMING ABOUT! You are going to wake Hemione before breakfast is even- oh look Harry sent us a letter!" She rushed over and snatched the letter out of Ron's hand. She was about to unroll the parchment when Ginny snatched it back.

" I think Hermione should be awake before we open this. Ronald, if you would please."

Ginny put the letter behind her back and—

"HERMIONE!WAKE UP! Ouch!" Ron was now rubbing his head, which had a rather large red spot forming on his forehead from where his mother had hit him. Ginny shook her head as Ron's face grew even more red from the sudden cold of the door opening.

"Morning Dad," they both said as a rather groggy looking Hermione walked down the stairs rubbing her ears.

"Morning Arthur. You're home early…" Molly ran up to him and pecked him on the cheek. These two carried on their conversation by the door as Hermione stumbled over her own feet.

"Why're you all screaming? Someone woke me up…" Hermione sat down in the nearest chair and rubbed her eyes.

"What are you talking about Hermione? Nobody was screaming…maybe you were dreaming or something…" Ginny smiled and looked away as Ron tried to persuade her that no one was making any noise. She looked down at her hands and remembered Harry's letter.

"Ronald…why do…you keep insisting that no one was yelling? I heard it myself!" Hermione yawned while trying to keep up the conversation.

"I'm tellin' you…Nobody was yelling!"

"Well then, if nobody was yelling then why are you being so defensive about it? You know I did believe you but then I remembered that the voice sound like yours so-'

"SHUT UP!" Ginny yelled over the pair of them. Everyone looked over at her and she continued. "Thank you. Anyway, I was about to tell you Hermione, that we got a letter from Harry this morning. We didn't want to wake you, but Ron insisted that we wait for you to wake up before we read it…" She stopped and waited for her reaction.

"Wow, that was very…kind…of you." Hermione thanked him and let Ginny continue.

"So, Ron kindly offered to wake you himself. That was the screaming that you heard."

"Ron! You are such an inconsiderate, lazy… I am going to…I.." Hermione smacked Ron in the back of the head and Ginny yet again, allowed them to continue. She saw out of the corner of her eye her mother and father walk out of the room, leaving them to bicker amongst themselves.

"OK! QUIT IT!…thank you. Anyway, this is Harry's letter and I thought that the three of us could read it without anymore interruptions." She took the letter and set it on the table in front of the other two.

Without another word, the three of them unrolled the parchment and started to read Harry's letter. A few minutes later they had switched over to Sirius' and read through, yet again, without a sound. Molly came back into the kitchen and started to make breakfast.

Secretly, she was glad all of the screaming had ceased and then she took out the bacon, and charmed it to fry itself in the frying pan.

A/N: Thanx for reading! Plz r&r and look forward to maybe another chapter or two.

-Kayla