Life After the Magic

Disclaimer: All characters belong to J.K. Rowling.

Chapter 2

Apartment Hunt

"Harry, Hermione! Ronny!" Mrs. Weasley came running up to them with Mr. Weasley trailing behind. She gave them all one great, big hug.

"Look at my son! Graduated from Hogwarts! And of course, my other two children!"

Mr. Weasley sighed and took a hold of Mrs. Weasley's arms, "Molly, let's settle down. Remember that they won't be staying for long, especially since it's the time when they want to be living out on their own."

Ron let out a small whimper.

"Are you alright, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked him.

"Oh he's just glad to be home, well come on then! Let's get back to the house and we'll look at some nice apartments in London," Mr. Weasley said trying to hurry them along.

They arrived around noon and stepped into the house, inhaling the familiar scent that surrounded them. There were eggs and bacon on the skillet, cooking on it's own.

"What in bloody…Fred! George! Come down here this instant!" Mrs. Weasley screamed up the stairs. The rumbling footsteps of the two started and became louder and louder until they came, sliding down the banister.

"Hey! You're here already. How you doing Harry?" George said.

"No small talk from you two! I told you to cook without magic. You have yet to move out of this house!" Mrs. Weasley screamed, clearly infuriated.

"Mum, you obviously haven't heard of what Ron did this last year in cooking class with Chef Bellici's toupee," George snickered.

"Oh shut it you annoying prat!" Ron screamed at George.

Fred was standing next to George with his wand pointed toward the kitchen. He was getting a box of cereal from the cupboard, a bowl, a spoon, and milk from the refrigerator, "But mum, why can't we use magic? I mean, we're all old enough to use it outside of school, especially since we grad…"

"I don't want you using magic on a daily basis once you get out there! You'll be living with muggles! If I see one report about a muggle going loony because of you two, I'm having you sent straight to Azkaban!"

"Now, mum, you wouldn't…" Fred said dropping his wand.

"Just watch me! Now, let's sit down and eat. Fred…George, set the table," Mrs. Weasley ordered.

Fred and George raised their wands, but then Mrs. Weasley smacked their heads together, causing them to drop.

"No magic!"

After eating lunch they all sat in the living room surrounding Mr. Weasley's new laptop computer, looking for jobs and apartments they could live in in London.

"There aren't any nice ones there that haven't already been taken up. And the rest look grotty. Disgusting!" Ron's face was contorted.

"Well, where are we going to go?" Hermione said looking at the apartments available with disgust.

"We could try a different country…" Harry suggested.

"What? That's blasphemous, Harry!" Ron yelped.

"Oh you just don't want to move away from your mum. I think it's a great idea." Hermione grinning.

"What's a great idea?" Mr. Weasley came walking into the living room.

"Dad, it's preposterous! Harry wants us to live in another country!" Ron laughed.

"That is a great idea! I heard Italy is quite brilliant this time of year!"

Ron's jaw dropped, "But-B-But dad…"

"Ooh! Have a look at Sicily and Greece also. Norway! Yes that's very nice."

Harry looked through all of the suggested places. All of them looked amazing to them. Until they found a nice apartment that has all the things they need to survive on their own. But it wasn't located in Italy, Sicily, Greece, or Norway.

"Urm, how about North America?" Harry suggested.

"We said move out of the COUNTRY, Harry…not the CONTINENT!" Ron bellowed.

"North America? That's very nice indeed. Will it be in the United States or Canada?" Mr. Weasley said with a big smile on his face.

"Delhi, Indiana, USA."

"Great then! I'll get the plane tickets, you'll be out of here soon so go enjoy yourselves and I'll take care of everything! Go on, I'll do it, there's no need for assistance." Mr. Weasley shooed them away from the living room.

"Is it me or is your dad trying to get rid of us as soon as possible?" Hermione asked as they walked out of the house.

"Maybe dad just wanted to bonk mum again because she's losing all her children!" Fred and George laughed as they followed them.

"Don't you two have anything better to do?" Ron said, irritated.

"No, dad said that we were going with you, Ronny!" George said as he pinched Ron's cheek.

"Ow! Ahhh! Stop it! You don't have to follow us you know…"

"Oh no, we meant we're going with you to America!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ron screamed running away.

"I think he's excited," Harry said sarcastically.

They all laughed as Ron kept running toward the cow field.

That night:

"Harry I'm sorry. I've found someone else. It's not you, it's me. I'm really sorry. Please don't hate me. Goodbye." Cho Chang ran out of the Gryffindor common room in tears.

Harry ran after her, wondering why she suddenly broke up with him. She was running and getting farther and farther away. He still ran after her.

All of the sudden she stops in front of the Slytherin common room.

'Maybe she's gone mad. She's not even going to the right place.'

The entrance of the Slytherin common room opened up. Draco, Crabbe and Goyle stepped out and greeted Cho. Draco put his arm around her and walked away, smirking at Harry. Cho looked down the whole time as they passed him, still staring after them.

"Cho, why? Cho!" Harry screamed and started to run toward them. The staircase began moving and Harry lost balance and fell off. He screamed as he fell into an abyss.

"Cho!!!!!"

"Harry wake up! Wake up you baggot!" Ron shook him until his eyes opened.

"What? What…" Harry said, breathing hardly and rapidly. His face and his shirt were soaked in sweat and he felt like his scar was burning, "what happened?"

"You were screaming out Cho's name. Did you have that dream again?"

"Yeah, I never seem to stop having it."

"It seems to get worse every night, mate. I think you should see a psychiatrist or some kind of sleep doctor."

"I'm fine Ron. I'm going back to sleep. Goodnight."

Ron looked at Harry, worrying that he may never get over his break up with Cho.

"Goodnight Harry."

Author's Note: This WILL get interesting. I'm hoping. I'm not sure where this is going right now, but I'll make sure it'll get more interesting! Okay. Until next time. Thanks!