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'Kay people, this is a Harry Potter chapter. As you've probably guessed, this fic is dominantly an AF fic, with a little HP thrown in. I will pretty much only write HP when it's important, but they will eventually cross over, which is why this is a crossover!
Readers: (look of comprehension comes over faces) I finally understand the meaning of life!
Me: Oka-ay… (backs away slowly) Whatever. I own nothing except the plot::sob:: Oh yeah, and I've decided that if there is any HP romance (which there probably won't be much, because I'm focusing on Holly and Arty) it won't be Harry and Hermione. Yeah, I still like the ship, and there will be a lot of friend fluff between the two, but I'm going to try out either Harry/Ginny or nothing at all. ::shrugs:: Before I used to hate them together, but I'm liking the ship now… Before we begin, I have to tell you that my Chapter Three (When Holly and Foaly talk to Qweffor and Qwan) takes place two weeks after Chapter One (When we learn that Holly is in Section 8 and we read an entry in Arty's diary). Otherwise this chapter doesn't make sense time-wise. Here's the story! Sorry that the A/N is so long.
Chapter Four
August 31st
Harry was nervous. He tried to hide it, but Ron and, of course, Hermione could see that something was wrong. Heck, even Ginny could see it, but she, unlike her brother and Hermione, didn't have a clue about what it could be about.
While the Weasleys were in the kitchen helping their mother prepare lunch, Hermione went up to Harry's room to find him sitting on his bed.
"Would you being nervous have anything to do with the fact that today is the last day for us owl Professor McGonagal about going back to Hogwarts?" she asked, sitting down next to him.
Harry sighed. "Yes," he admitted.
Hermione patted him on the shoulder sympathetically.
"I still don't know whether I should go back, Hermione," he said. "Half of me wants to go back to Hogwarts, but the other half never wants to set foot there again until Voldemort is destroyed. I don't know what to do!" He stood up and started pacing on that last sentence.
Hermione stayed seated. "This is just me, Harry, but I think you should go back," she said. "We might learn something useful in DADA and, as I said a few weeks ago, there are also the books in the Restricted Section of the library. Most helpful of all, there's Dumbledore's portrait."
"But Hermione, what about the schoolwork? And we're taking N.E.W.T.s this year. What if we can't study? I have to focus on finding those Horcruxes, and I can't be held back by school work," Harry proclaimed.
"Well, maybe we can work something out with Professor McGonagal," Hermione reasoned. She stood up and gave Harry a friendly hug.
Ginny chose that moment to come in. Harry and Hermione separated quickly, not wanting Ginny to get the wrong impression. Harry especially didn't want her to jump to conclusions.
"Lunch is ready," the redhead told them.
"Um, yeah, we'll, uh, be right down," stammered Harry nervously.
"Yeah, ok," added Hermione.
Ginny looked at them suspiciously and went downstairs.
Harry started to walk towards the door, but Hermione pulled him back. "You still haven't decided," she told him.
Harry sighed and started to walk towards the door again. "We'll discuss it later with Ron, but right now, let's go have lunch. I'm starving!"
Hermione shook her head and smiled. Harry and Ron: always thinking about their stomachs.
Later…
As promised, Harry led Hermione and Ron into his room later on that afternoon. They debated the issue, everyone coming up with great points: Hermione insisting that going back was the best idea, Harry still torn between going and not going, and Ron throwing in his opinions on both choices. By the time they had finally decided what to do, it was dinnertime.
As they were going down the stairs, Hermione asked, "So it's settled, then?"
Ron looked hopeful. He was tired of debating on the matter.
Harry sighed. He had been doing that a lot that day. "Yes, Hermione. It's settled." He paused, thinking it over for the millionth time. "But how are we going to tell Professor McGonagal? Do you think it's to late?"
"To late to tell me what, Potter?" asked Minerva McGonagal, coming in through the front door.
"Professor! What are you doing here?" asked a surprised Hermione.
"Molly invited me to dinner," she replied. "So, what were you going to tell me, Potter?" she asked again.
Harry took a deep breath. There's no going back now. "Professor, we're going back to Hogwarts."
Yay! My fourth real chapter, although it's really my sixth. Sorry that it's sort of short, but, yeah… We're really moving!!! Next chapter's an AF one; also on August 31st. Here's a snippet:
'Just as Holly was about to pick up her communicator to call Artemis, it rang.
"Hello, Holly," Artemis said when she answered.
"Ah, just the Mud Boy I was going to call," she replied.
"Well, legally I'm a Mud Man now," he said, smirking his famous vampire smirk.
Holly wanted to slap that smirk right off of his face.
"Well, Mud Boy, it seems like we need your help once again," she said.
Artemis sighed. "Here I was, about to call you for a non-business related purpose, when you say you need me to save the world again."
Holly rolled her eyes. "I never said anything about saving the world, which you did not, in fact save by yourself," she told him.
Artemis smirked again. "But that's what it is, isn't it?" he asked.
Freaky how he did that.'
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