So sorry it's been a while but I had to take a last minute trip to visit my grandparent's (my grandfather isn't very well, and all my grandmother does is sit in the nursing home so we're trying to get her out more) and I didn't even have internet for two days, and now I had a really big issue with an online class and cheating. (Which I did not.) So basically, this fell behind. But now, I have a new chapter and hopefully I will have a new one left in less than a week.
Disclaimer: I don't own nothing.
Chapter Six
Harry was surprised at how easily they let him into Gringotts. He briefly wondered how much had actually been in the Lestrange's vault that they weren't mad anymore.
After leaving Gringotts, Harry separated from Ron and Hermione as he truly realized all the things he would need to buy. He gave Hermione some money, much to their chagrin, and asked them to get the things they needed for the house.
They decided to meet up at Weasley's shop and then separated.
Harry couldn't help himself and immediately went into Quality Quidditch Supplies. He was wandering around the store and saw a mini broom that reminded him of the one that Sirius had given him. He laughed and continuously looked at it.
"Can I help you with something?" The sales associate came up to him.
"Yeah, can I have one of these?" He asked and was glad he had taken out some extra money, since he hadn't been sure when he would come back.
He was a little afraid he would spend all the money he had taken out but if anything he would go back and get more.
As he came up to the register he noticed a gold necklace hanging off a small statue. It was simple with a chain with a broomstick charm.
"Is this for sale?" He asked.
"Yes, quite interesting these, we don't really sell a lot anymore but they used to be pretty popular. The charm glows when the wearer is playing Quidditch. But if someone in the game is playing unfairly the charm can tell and gives the wearer a little zap. You can see why they'd be quite popular; if someone is playing unfairly then it's easy to tell. That's why most referees have them. Eventually though everyone would suggest that their charm was activated if their team was losing, and so they'd stop the game to check if it was true but the charms stop working once they stop playing." She shrugged.
Harry nodded. "I'll take one of these too."
"Alright then." She took the necklace and wrapped it up as well. "That'll be eight galleons and three sickles for the broom and four galleons for the necklace."
Harry nodded but inwardly winced. He was starting to notice the dent in his vault when he was there today. He hadn't looked at the Black vault but he was pretty sure that it had taken a serious dent as well. He was going to have to start living within his means.
After today.
His next stop was to Eeylops Owl Emporium and got himself a golden owl that had instantly taken to him when he came into the shop. He decided to name it Whisp after the author of Quidditch Through the Ages.
He quickly had to apparate back to the house before being able to continue, he was already carrying more than he could handle.
Hermione couldn't help herself when she passed Flourish and Blotts and wanted to go inside.
Ron smiled as she pulled him inside. He stood behind her as she looked at the books.
"You can go on without me." Hermione said.
He shook his head and wrapped his arms around her, her back against his chest. "I like it when you're like this."
"Like what?" She asked.
"It's like you're in your own little world, and it's nice to watch you." He said quietly.
She leaned back against him and smiled. "You're a complete softy, you know that?"
"Don't let it get around." He whispered into her ear.
She giggled and turned around, intending to wrap her arms around him and kiss him but stopped and looked down.
"What's wrong?" He asked and turned around. He sighed and saw his mother glaring at them before she stormed out of the shop. He noticed his father behind her who shook his head before following her.
"Just stay here." He whispered to Hermione and kissed the top of her head. "I'll be back."
She nodded and he ran after his mum.
"Mum! Would you please slow down?" He asked as he caught up with her.
"Why? It's obvious whose side you choose." She snapped.
"Mum, there aren't any sides. I only left because you needed some time, and so did Hermione and Harry."
"Don't say their names to me!" She yelled.
He noticed they were beginning to draw a crowd.
"Hermione and Harry!" He shouted. "Mum, you need to stop acting so mad, you've known them for years and you love them!"
"Evidently, not as much as you do." She said.
"Molly, please." His father sighed. "I'm tired of all this already."
"Yes mum." Ron said ignoring his father. "I love Hermione, and Harry's my best friend. And I'm eighteen years old already, I can make my own decisions." He lowered his voice. "I know you're sad and I know you miss Fred, I do too but you can't take it out on us. It wasn't our fault and it's not Harry and Hermione's fault that they have parents and other people that they care about. I know you wish they were really a part of our family, I want that sometimes too but this is the way it is."
He sighed and walked back to the shop were Hermione was standing in the same spot he had left her. Her back was turned to him and he noticed her quiet sobs.
He walked over and wrapped his arms around her and pulled him to her. "It'll be okay." He whispered.
Hermione had finally stopped crying by the time they reached Weasley's but she was still visibly sad. He walked over to the front desk where George was working and she wandered off by herself.
"Reckon you guys saw mum." George said when he saw her.
Ron shrugged. "You could say that, well that's about all you could say. As soon as she saw Hermione she left the store."
George shook his head. "She just needs some time."
"I know she does but it's killing Hermione. Without her mum around, our mum was all she had. And now we're being confined to Grimmuald Place and she's bored out of her mind." Ron said and looked over to make sure that she wasn't close enough to hear them. "I wish I could do something but what am I supposed to do?"
"Well I'm sure all the snogging helps." George smiled and Ron wanted to be mad but it was the first joke he had cracked since Fred had died.
"Of course but there's only so much that that helps." Ron said.
He turned and Harry came in with an abundance of bags. Ron and George eyed him.
"I may have gone a little overboard." Harry said.
"A little?" George said. "What did you even buy?"
"Well, there was a lot of stuff that we needed and then I saw some stuff that I wanted to get."
"Like a giant stuffed owl?" Ron asked and pulled it out of one of the bags.
"It's for Teddy!" Harry said.
"It's bigger than Teddy!" George said.
"Well, I just want him to know that I'm thinking about him." Harry said.
"Harry." Ron put his hands on his shoulders. "I know you want to be a good godfather but you can't make yourself broke because of it."
Harry sighed. "I know, and to be honest, I've gone back to the house twice to drop stuff off."
"Harry!" George said with wide eyes.
"I know! I never noticed it before because there were other things more important but I seem to like to spend money." Harry said.
"Merlin's beard Harry." George said.
"I'm going to have to get a job at the rate I was going." Harry said.
"Please Harry, I've seen your vault, and only one of them!" Ron said. Harry wondered if he imagined the hint of jealousy in his voice.
"That was a couple of years ago and I didn't want to say anything in front of Hermione but my funds are quickly starting to diminish. Especially now that I'm not going to school or working. Even Sirius' is about a fourth gone than when I got it." Harry said.
Ron nodded.
"Well, I know what we can do." George said.
"What?" Harry asked.
"Well, I'm going to pay back your loan." George said.
"No, come on George no." Harry said.
"Yes, we had been planning to give it back to you anyways, and the shop is just as busy as ever, I'm giving you back your money, whether you like it or not." George said.
Harry sighed. He knew there was no use arguing.
"Excuse me." A little boy came up to them. "Can you tell me where the expendable ears are?"
George opened his mouth but Ron beat him to it. "Right there." He pointed him to it.
"Well, closing down while in hiding hasn't seemed to slow this place down." Harry said.
George nodded. "It's actually becoming too much to bare. I'm going to have to hire someone soon. There's too much to do and I can't do it alone." He quietly looked around the busy shop.
"Well, if you want I can come by a couple days a week. I'm not doing anything." Ron said.
"And he seems to know where stuff is." Harry agreed.
George nodded. "That'd be great."
"What would?" Hermione asked as she came up behind them.
Ron wrapped his arm around her waist. "I'm going to come work with George."
"Ah, work for George, for. You're on probation now little brother." He said.
"Either way, I'm very proud of you." Hermione said and kissed him chastely.
George made a similar sound like Harry had made that morning.
"Get used to it." Ron said and kissed Hermione more forcefully.
She blushed and hid her head behind his.
"Did you guys get everything?" Harry asked.
Hermione nodded and looked down at all his bags. "What did you get?"
"Nothing, let's go." Harry said and picked up his bags.
When Harry got home, he quickly sent a letter to Ginny, explaining where he was and how much he missed her and how he had a present for her.
He sent Whisp off and hoped she would accept the letter even without knowing whose owl it was. He laid down on his couch before hearing a loud crack.
"Harry, there you are." He rubbed his head.
"Hey Kingsley." Harry said and sat up. "What'd you need?"
Ron and Hermione ran down the stairs as they heard the loud crack from Kingsley's apparition.
"Well, I got your owl and I went to go and get your aunt and uncle but there seems to be a little problem." Kingsley said.
"What?" Harry groaned. Why did they have to make everything so difficult?
"They refuse to leave unless they see you." Kingsley said.
"That's nice." Hermione said with a smile.
"I find that very hard to believe." Harry said.
"Well, unless you want them to stay in hiding forever, I believe you go and get them." Kingsley said.
Harry stayed quiet for a second, as if thinking it over. "Well…"
"Harry!" Hermione shouted from her spot on the stairs and Ron started laughing. "Don't laugh."
"Fine, I'll go." Harry mumbled.
"We'll come with you mate." Ron said and Hermione nodded.
"I'll apparate you there." Kingsley said.
"Wait, can I talk to you for a minute?" Harry said.
"Of course."
"Well, I had a couple of things to ask of you…" Harry said.
"Harry, I would be honored." He said.
"I haven't even asked yet."
"I'd still be honored."
"Well, I was wondering if you could get Professor Snape's portrait up in the headmaster's office. I think he deserves it."
"I'll talk to some people and see what I can do." Kingsley said. "Anything else?"
"I was wondering if you would get my friend into that Auror's program you were talking about…" Harry said.
"What friend?"
"Neville Longbottom."
"Of course, we'd be honored to have him." He said. "Now why don't we head out, I hate to be rude but I do have a number of things to do."
"Of course." Harry said.
Ron and Hermione walked over to them and they all held on to Kingsley and he apparated to where they were holding the Dursley's.
It was a plain house but looked nothing like where they really lived. It was plain but not plain enough for them, he was sure. It was possible they complained loads when they got there.
Kingsley knocked, a complicated knock, on the door and one of the Order members opened the door.
He smiled. And immediately grabbed Harry's hand to shake it. "An honor Harry."
Harry smiled and resisted the urge to mention that they had met before. "Can I speak to my aunt and uncle?"
"Of course, of course." He stood back from behind the door.
He walked inside the house and it was quiet. "Aunt Petunia?" He said.
He heard a knocking around and finally the three Dursely's clambered down the stairs.
"It's you." Petunia said with a frown.
"Lovely." Ron muttered before Hermione smacked him.
Dudley looked somewhat relived to see him.
"So everything is done then?" Vernon said.
Harry nodded. "Everything is alright."
"Well good then." Petunia said. "Can we leave now?"
"Yes, you could've left days ago."
"Well, we couldn't exactly trust your lot to tell us the truth. For all we know they just want to kill us." Vernon said.
"I couldn't imagine why." Ron mumbled.
Hermione shushed him. "It's very nice to see you all again."
Petunia made disgusted sound at her.
"Right then, I'm going to get going. I have things to do." Harry said and walked out the door.
"I'm glad you're not dead." Dudley mumbled.
Harry smiled at him and walked out of the door.
"Well that was interesting." Ron said.
"You sure helped." Hermione reprimanded him.
"I think I'm going to head back." Harry said and before they could say anything he apparated back to the house.
He knew something was different when he apparated into the house. He felt something different. Almost as if someone was inside the house.
He heard a crash and walked quietly into the kitchen. He smiled as he saw Ginny trying to fix whatever she had dropped.
He made a grunting sound and hugged her immediately, before kissing her deeply.
"Hi." She giggled.
"What are you doing here?" He laughed.
"I missed you." She mumbled and pulled him back to kiss her.
"Your mum's going to kill you." He said.
"I know but I thought you needed me." She whispered and held his hand.
"So does your mum." He said.
Ginny looked to the side guiltily.
"What?" He asked and sighed. "What is it?"
She handed him a copy of the Daily Prophet and he growled at the headline.
Sneak Peak of Rita Skeeter's New Book: Snape: Scoundrel or Saint?
Ron walked into the room quietly to see Hermione reading on the bed, he had come home to discover Ginny there and hadn't wanted to bother her and Harry. He had realized when he saw them both smiling at each other that if they were half as happy as him and Hermione then maybe Harry wasn't such a bad choice for her.
Hermione hadn't noticed him so he closed the door as silently as possible and sat on the bed.
She smiled and he knew that she knew he was there. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her shoulder.
"Ron…" She said in a warning tone.
"Hermione…" He said imitating her tone. He moved her hair out of the way and moved his lips up her neck. Her head fell back and she gripped the back of his head as he continued.
She rubbed the back of his head but was finding it hard to concentrate when he was sucking on her neck.
She detached him from her and then laid down to pull him on top of her, while simultaneously pushing the book of the bed. It didn't seem to like that as the pages began flipping and fluttering.
He put his arms on either side of her head holding himself up and her leg slid up in between his rubbing against his groin.
She ran her hands up his arms and he could barely take it. "Hermione." He moaned.
She moved her hands down to his waist and ran her hands under his shirt. He laughed as she unsuccessfully tried to get his shirt over his head.
He sat up, pulled his shirt off and waited to see what Hermione would do. He was unsure what to do next but Hermione reached up and kissed him deeply.
Her mouth moved down to his neck and began to suck on his weak spot. Her hands began to run up and down his chest. She could feel him tremble beneath her hands and felt a surge of power. She never knew the effect that she had on him.
She turned him over so she was on top and then reached down to unbutton her shirt. She was nervous and her hands were shaking, no one had ever seen her naked before.
She bit her bottom lip before throwing her shirt off.
Ron gasped and he looked at her with admiration.
Her breasts were pushing against her white bra. She looked so innocent but he couldn't help and imagine things that were not so innocent.
He knew she was everything he was ever going to need.
"You're absolutely gorgeous." He mumbled.
She blushed and he kissed her hungrily.
He pushed her back to the bed and moved his lips down her neck and into her chest. "I love you so much."
"I love you too." She whispered and he stroked her face. "You have no idea how happy it makes me when you say that."
"I think I do…" She smiled.
He kissed her again and suddenly there was a smashing downstairs and Ginny's scream.
Hermione grabbed Ron's shirt and threw it on and Ron ran down without his shirt. Ron ran in front of Hermione and was blasted backwards taking Hermione with him.
Dun, dun, dunnnn (by the way it was not spell checked or anything in my haste to get it out. Sorry!).