Title: Harry Snape And The Chamber Of Secrets

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To omega13a: Thanks for your review but Sirius won't tell the Ministry about the Dursley's until the next sequel. Sorry.

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Chapter 3: The Burrow

The Knight Bus appeared at what had to be the strangest house that Harry had ever seen. The Knight Bus disappeared and Sirius helped Harry down the lane and to the front door. When he knocked a very plump woman answered the door.

"Sirius, Harry, come in," she said.

"This is Mrs. Weasley," Sirius said smiling at her.

"Oh I'm so glad that you got him back," Mrs. Weasley said. "Ron will be delighted that you've finally arrived. Now are you hungry, tired?"

"I'm tired actually, Mrs. Weasley," Harry said.

"Well then let's get you to bed and thanks again for bringing him here."

"No problem, Molly," Sirius said and then left.

When Mrs. Weasley opened the door to Ron's room she screamed in horror and then bolted. Another door was opened and she ran downstairs. Harry turned and saw that Ron's bed was empty. Harry had a funny feeling that Ron and his brothers had tried to get him. However Harry was too tired to even care and he fell asleep.

The next morning Harry came downstairs to find the three Weasley's being told off by their mother. As they ate Ron told Harry that they had come to rescue him and had been surprised when the room was dark.

"Sirius got me," Harry told him.

Fred and George groaned but Harry was happy that someone else cared about him.

When they were finished the three boys wanted to go to bed but Mrs. Weasley put a stamp on it, saying that it was their fault that they had been up all night. She told them that they were going to de-gnome the garden.

"Their getting completely out of hand," she told them. "Now let's see what Professor Lockhart has to say on the subject."

She went over to the mantel and came back with a very nice-looking book. Harry saw that the front cover said 'Gilderoy Lockhart's Guide to Household Pets.' Like everything in the Wizarding World the picture moved and Harry figured that it was a picture of the author himself.

"Oh he really knows his household pests, it's a wonderful book," Mrs. Weasley said.

"Mum, fancies him," Ron told Harry.

"Nonsense," Mrs. Weasley said but Harry saw that she was blushing.

"Mum, we know how to degnome a garden," Fred told him.

"Fine, if you think you know more about them then Lockhart you give it a go. But woe betide if there's a single gnome in the garden when I come to inspect."

And so groaning the Weasley boys left (Harry stayed behind so that he could do his homework).

Harry popped open his trunk and took out his Potions summer work and went down to the kitchen. Harry watched the degnoming though it really didn't interest him as much as he thought it would. Professor Malfoy wanted a long essay about poppy flowers in the use of a Doghair Solution. He wrote what the book said about them and added a few things of his own. By time Ron, Fred, and George returned he was done with not only his Potions but Herbology work.

"You look like Hermione when you do that," Ron said.

"Ronald, Harry hasn't been able to do his homework for a month," Mrs. Weasley said. "Lay off him. Which reminds me did you complete your homework?"

"I'm getting to it," Ron said.

"Well start on it when you've gotten some sleep," Mrs. Weasley said.

"Yes, mum," Ron said which made Harry grin.

Harry met Mr. Weasley an almost bald man that worked for the Ministry. He was delighted in meeting Harry but the thing that struck Harry as odd was Ginny, Ron's sister. She seemed to mess up every time Harry was around and he asked Ron as he worked on his Charms.

"Don't look at me," Ron said, going made and throwing a bit of parchment that had contained his History of Magic essay. "She seems to get like that when she's around you. I think she might have a crush."

"God, I hope not," Harry said.

Ron looked at him. "What's wrong with my sister?"

"Nothing, I just don't like the idea of someone following me around. It leads Malfoy to think that I like my fame."

Ron seemed to buy it and that let Harry off the hook.

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A/N: A short chapter, I know. Next up: At Flourish And Blotts