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The Untold Stories of Sixth Year
Chapter 2: Love is expressed
The Burrow was quiet that evening. Mrs. Weasley was cooking a large meal that consisted of chicken, coleslaw, gravy and for desert, Green Chocolate Frog Jelly. Above the house, Fleur and Bill were chatting to each other about many things.
"How eez Gringotts doing Bill?" asked Fleur. Bill grinned at her.
"Quite well Fleur but Arkie Philpott had a Probility Probe stuck up his…well never mind!" said Bill hastily.
"You are quite funny Bill! That is why I wanted to marry you!" exclaimed Fleur. Bill flushed pink but leaned closer to Fleur.
"Shall we now?" asked Bill. They wrapped their arms around each other and began to kiss each other.
Another room above, Ron had his ear fixed to the floor.
"Hear that? That's the sound of me disgusted!" grimaced Ron.
"I'm sure it's quite natural Ron!" laughed Hermione.
"But don't you hear that? There's like moaning or something!"
"I thought that it was the ghoul!" chuckled Harry. They all started to make impressions of Bill and Fleur, except for Harry.
"Is this about your tiny crush on Phlegm?" asked Hermione.
"I just think it's a bit wrong to make fun of them," muttered Harry. "On the other hand, why are you so interested in kissing Ron?"
"Oh! Well um, don't tell Ron, Harry, but you always knew I liked him didn't you?" whispered Hermione. Harry looked surprised.
"You did? I thought you liked me!" gasped Harry.
"Well…no. I never loved you because that someone else does, and I promised to keep their secret," said Hermione.
"Haven't you just broken it?" laughed Harry.
"They only told me not tell you their name, but you'll probably find out sooner or later," Harry nodded and continued to watch Ron imitate Fleur.
"Dinner is ready!" yelled Mrs. Weasley. Everyone walked down the stairs chatting to each other.
"Harry, have you seen my Pygmy Puff Arnold?" asked Ginny. Harry shrugged his shoulders.
"I last saw him in his cage," replied Harry.
"Merlin's beard! I can't believe that I forgot that! Thanks for jogging my memory!" exclaimed Ginny.
"If you four aren't down here in one minute, I am going to keep you here until Christmas!" bellowed Mrs. Weasley.
The entire family as well as Harry and Hermione, tucked in for dinner.
"So Harry, how do you think Slughorn will teach?" asked Hermione.
"A little bit of Lupin and Lockhart mixed together I guess," replied Harry.
"Oh I hope we get to do non-verbal spells this year!" exclaimed Hermione.
"Don't count on it," muttered Ron. After dinner, everyone went back to their usual routine.
"I actually hope that the jinx on the Defence Against the Dark Arts position doesn't work this year," said Harry.
"Why do you say that?" asked Hermione.
"Because Slughorn seems like a competent teacher who understands the subject really well," replied Harry.
"Well let's see if he stays for the year," laughed Ron.
"I'll bet a Galleon," said Harry.
"You're on!" chuckled Ron.