Dear Rose,
Then Du shall do everything in your power to help your brother. Even if Du two are in a fight, Du must get him back to the way he was. Is everything alright? Are Du okay? Du know I'm always here for you.
Love,
Mum
When I read Mum's letter, I felt like crying. Somehow through all of this, she hasn't flipped out, hasn't gone nuts. She's stayed her cool, calm, serene self. But then again, she doesn't know about Hugo and his Friends ''master plan''. And somehow, I don't feel like I can tell her.
All my life, our parents have always told us Hugo and I were special, and that they were so grateful for us, but Hugo was always protected Mehr than I was. I was never offended Von it, I knew it was because I was older, and he was Mehr vulnerable. But still, nobody can protect Hugo now. His mind is set and no one can change it.
It's Saturday morning, and if I look out the window of the Girls' Dormitory, I see smoke rising from the chimney of Hagrid's hut. My cousins are staying there, and they have special permission from Professor McGonagall, the only professor in the schloss that knows they're here. Hagrid is on ''a leave'', and none of us are sure what that means. But when he gets back, we're all paying him a visit.
The morning light shines through the window, and all I want to do is close the curtain. I don't feel like seeing sunlight today. But I also have to write that essay for Defense Against the Dark Arts, and I'm only halfway done. I go back into my bett (I don't feel like facing the deformed Common Room) and pull out my essay, and start to write.
Pretty soon, Minuten pass by, and then hours. I'm finally done.
''Finally, you're done with that essay..'' Aimee grumbles, and I jump a mile high.
Lizzie cracks up. ''Did Du never notice us sitting here? What horrible Friends would we be if we left Du alone, on a Saturday, during a perfect day, Schreiben an essay?''
I have no answer for her. ''I dunno,'' I blush.
''Exactly.'' She smiles. ''Now, can we please do something?''
We get up, and walk into the still demolished Common Room. We walk out the portrait, and when I get out of the Gryffindor haven, I see utter craziness. I Liebe it.
When we finally get outside, there's a lot going on. There are couples sitting Von the lake, First Years running around like it's Christmas, people studying, some just hanging out, and to our left, Quidditch practice is going on.
We decide to watch. So we walk over, and when we finally get to the arena, we notice that Hufflepuff is practicing. They wave, and smile, and let us watch only because we're not on the Gryffindor team. Even though James, Al, and Lily are on the team, I'm not saying a word. I don't think they would ask me anyway.
But watching the Hufflepuffs practice reminds me of Summer, when everything was.. okay. At least better than this. I remember how in the beginning of Summer, we would have five Stunde long Quidditch games, but Tag Von Tag they got shorter, along with the days.
I didn't play too much, I mainly watched. But it still was a group activity, with all of us having a full team (with our abnormally large family.) The weeks we spent at the Burrow, running and playing and dancing, but most importantly having the time of our lives.
I don't even notice I'm crying until Aimee points it out to me.
''Oh my gosh, Rose, what's the matter?'' They look at me with concern.
I try to wipe the tears away. ''I'm fine,'' I whisper. ''Just thinking.''
Von some sheer stroke of luck, they let the matter drop. We sit there in silence for the rest of the practice. Even when it ends, we still just sit there until dinner.
None of us seemed to mind.
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Dinner in the Great Hall
The candles that float above our heads are burning brightly tonight, but it doesn't match our mood. For the first time this year, I'm not the only one picking at my food. Aimee is barely touching her pasta, and Lizzie has only taken one sip of her soup.
I need to talk to someone, but they're not the people I want at the moment. ''I have to go,'' I say, and leave. They really don't seem to notice, and for some reason they're in a mood. Not a pissed off mood, but a ''don't bother me I'm upset'' mood. I walk through the dewy grass, push through it until I finally reach Hagrid's hut. I knock on the door impatiently, and I can feel the tears almost spilling.
Teddy answers. ''Rose, what's the matter?'' He looks at me with his wide eyes, and that's all it takes for me to start sobbing.
Teddy, always being amazing, picks me up and brings me inside. I cling to him, because I need someone to cling to. He doesn't even flinch, and I know he feels the tears seeping into his hemd, shirt and that I'm practically wailing in his ear. But still, he just lets me hold him.
After what seems like forever, I pull away.
''I want to go home,'' I cry.
At this point, all of my cousins that live here have walked in to see who has arrived.
''Rosie,'' Victoire whispers, ''What's wrong?''
She looks at me, and her hazel eyes are filled with concern. For a second, I feel bad, because this must be awkward. I'm clinging to her boyfriend like a life preserver.
''Just.. everything. Hugo's gone wrong, and my father has no idea. And my mother is keeping it secret from him, which pretty much goes against the laws of being married in the first place. I should just write to my dad and explain everything.''
''No, Rosie, Du can't.'' Molly says. ''Hugo has to be the one.''
I sniffle. ''I know, but..''
''No buts. Nobody can do this for him.''
I know Molly's right, but it's still hard to face. All I want to do is comfort Hugo, to make him right, and make sure that anything like this never happens to anyone again. I look out the window and see now that the schloss is completely dark, and that I've been here for hours.
''Can I stay here for tonight?'' I whisper. ''Just this once.''
Victoire nods, and she brings me to a little cot that Hagrid's used for guests. I lay down onto it, pull up the ratty blanket, and close my eyes.
It takes me about twenty Sekunden to fall asleep.
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Author's Note: This chapter seems short to me, but eh, whatever. And I know that it didn't really ''go'' anywhere this chapter, but I feel that it brings Mehr to the Weasley/Potter family closeness. And in the scene where Aimee, Lizzie, and Rose just sit after Quidditch Practice is just a little friend bonding moment, lets add. This might be one of my Favorit chapters.. xD Anyway, comment, fan, save! <3
Then Du shall do everything in your power to help your brother. Even if Du two are in a fight, Du must get him back to the way he was. Is everything alright? Are Du okay? Du know I'm always here for you.
Love,
Mum
When I read Mum's letter, I felt like crying. Somehow through all of this, she hasn't flipped out, hasn't gone nuts. She's stayed her cool, calm, serene self. But then again, she doesn't know about Hugo and his Friends ''master plan''. And somehow, I don't feel like I can tell her.
All my life, our parents have always told us Hugo and I were special, and that they were so grateful for us, but Hugo was always protected Mehr than I was. I was never offended Von it, I knew it was because I was older, and he was Mehr vulnerable. But still, nobody can protect Hugo now. His mind is set and no one can change it.
It's Saturday morning, and if I look out the window of the Girls' Dormitory, I see smoke rising from the chimney of Hagrid's hut. My cousins are staying there, and they have special permission from Professor McGonagall, the only professor in the schloss that knows they're here. Hagrid is on ''a leave'', and none of us are sure what that means. But when he gets back, we're all paying him a visit.
The morning light shines through the window, and all I want to do is close the curtain. I don't feel like seeing sunlight today. But I also have to write that essay for Defense Against the Dark Arts, and I'm only halfway done. I go back into my bett (I don't feel like facing the deformed Common Room) and pull out my essay, and start to write.
Pretty soon, Minuten pass by, and then hours. I'm finally done.
''Finally, you're done with that essay..'' Aimee grumbles, and I jump a mile high.
Lizzie cracks up. ''Did Du never notice us sitting here? What horrible Friends would we be if we left Du alone, on a Saturday, during a perfect day, Schreiben an essay?''
I have no answer for her. ''I dunno,'' I blush.
''Exactly.'' She smiles. ''Now, can we please do something?''
We get up, and walk into the still demolished Common Room. We walk out the portrait, and when I get out of the Gryffindor haven, I see utter craziness. I Liebe it.
When we finally get outside, there's a lot going on. There are couples sitting Von the lake, First Years running around like it's Christmas, people studying, some just hanging out, and to our left, Quidditch practice is going on.
We decide to watch. So we walk over, and when we finally get to the arena, we notice that Hufflepuff is practicing. They wave, and smile, and let us watch only because we're not on the Gryffindor team. Even though James, Al, and Lily are on the team, I'm not saying a word. I don't think they would ask me anyway.
But watching the Hufflepuffs practice reminds me of Summer, when everything was.. okay. At least better than this. I remember how in the beginning of Summer, we would have five Stunde long Quidditch games, but Tag Von Tag they got shorter, along with the days.
I didn't play too much, I mainly watched. But it still was a group activity, with all of us having a full team (with our abnormally large family.) The weeks we spent at the Burrow, running and playing and dancing, but most importantly having the time of our lives.
I don't even notice I'm crying until Aimee points it out to me.
''Oh my gosh, Rose, what's the matter?'' They look at me with concern.
I try to wipe the tears away. ''I'm fine,'' I whisper. ''Just thinking.''
Von some sheer stroke of luck, they let the matter drop. We sit there in silence for the rest of the practice. Even when it ends, we still just sit there until dinner.
None of us seemed to mind.
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Dinner in the Great Hall
The candles that float above our heads are burning brightly tonight, but it doesn't match our mood. For the first time this year, I'm not the only one picking at my food. Aimee is barely touching her pasta, and Lizzie has only taken one sip of her soup.
I need to talk to someone, but they're not the people I want at the moment. ''I have to go,'' I say, and leave. They really don't seem to notice, and for some reason they're in a mood. Not a pissed off mood, but a ''don't bother me I'm upset'' mood. I walk through the dewy grass, push through it until I finally reach Hagrid's hut. I knock on the door impatiently, and I can feel the tears almost spilling.
Teddy answers. ''Rose, what's the matter?'' He looks at me with his wide eyes, and that's all it takes for me to start sobbing.
Teddy, always being amazing, picks me up and brings me inside. I cling to him, because I need someone to cling to. He doesn't even flinch, and I know he feels the tears seeping into his hemd, shirt and that I'm practically wailing in his ear. But still, he just lets me hold him.
After what seems like forever, I pull away.
''I want to go home,'' I cry.
At this point, all of my cousins that live here have walked in to see who has arrived.
''Rosie,'' Victoire whispers, ''What's wrong?''
She looks at me, and her hazel eyes are filled with concern. For a second, I feel bad, because this must be awkward. I'm clinging to her boyfriend like a life preserver.
''Just.. everything. Hugo's gone wrong, and my father has no idea. And my mother is keeping it secret from him, which pretty much goes against the laws of being married in the first place. I should just write to my dad and explain everything.''
''No, Rosie, Du can't.'' Molly says. ''Hugo has to be the one.''
I sniffle. ''I know, but..''
''No buts. Nobody can do this for him.''
I know Molly's right, but it's still hard to face. All I want to do is comfort Hugo, to make him right, and make sure that anything like this never happens to anyone again. I look out the window and see now that the schloss is completely dark, and that I've been here for hours.
''Can I stay here for tonight?'' I whisper. ''Just this once.''
Victoire nods, and she brings me to a little cot that Hagrid's used for guests. I lay down onto it, pull up the ratty blanket, and close my eyes.
It takes me about twenty Sekunden to fall asleep.
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Author's Note: This chapter seems short to me, but eh, whatever. And I know that it didn't really ''go'' anywhere this chapter, but I feel that it brings Mehr to the Weasley/Potter family closeness. And in the scene where Aimee, Lizzie, and Rose just sit after Quidditch Practice is just a little friend bonding moment, lets add. This might be one of my Favorit chapters.. xD Anyway, comment, fan, save! <3
The following is from The Whimsic Alley Book of Spells. Any irony present is not intended Von me.
A Commanding Spell and Potion
Von Dan "Rad" Cliffe
INCANTATION
Impero homo
DESCRIPTION
This is a spell and potion to make people do as Du say.
Potion ingredients:
Five grams of salt from the Dead Sea
Ten spoons of honey
One full ink patrone (any color)
A drink the victim likes
50 ml. of your sweat
SPELL
First make the potion in the following way:
Du need to take a glass,
Add salt from the sea of the dead,
Add the 50 ml. of sweat,
And stir with a spoon of lead.
Take the honey in a bowl,
Add it to the ink,
Stir the mixture 'round and 'round,
Then you're ready to add the drink.
Thirdly, add the Favorit drink.
The potion wil need to wait a year.
After that the potion is ready,
And tell the victim to drink a beer.
Wave your wand over the ingredients and say, "Impero homo." Now they will bett yours to command.
A Commanding Spell and Potion
Von Dan "Rad" Cliffe
INCANTATION
Impero homo
DESCRIPTION
This is a spell and potion to make people do as Du say.
Potion ingredients:
Five grams of salt from the Dead Sea
Ten spoons of honey
One full ink patrone (any color)
A drink the victim likes
50 ml. of your sweat
SPELL
First make the potion in the following way:
Du need to take a glass,
Add salt from the sea of the dead,
Add the 50 ml. of sweat,
And stir with a spoon of lead.
Take the honey in a bowl,
Add it to the ink,
Stir the mixture 'round and 'round,
Then you're ready to add the drink.
Thirdly, add the Favorit drink.
The potion wil need to wait a year.
After that the potion is ready,
And tell the victim to drink a beer.
Wave your wand over the ingredients and say, "Impero homo." Now they will bett yours to command.
Ingredients
2 cups self-rising flour, oder plain flour sifted with 2 tsp baking powder
Pinch of salt (optional)
1/2 cup butter oder margarine
1/2 cup fine granulated sugar
1 cup mixed dried Obst (such as a mixture of moist packs of dried apricots, raisins and cranberries)
Finely grated rind of small orange
1 egg, beaten
3 Tbsp milk
saft of 1/2 small orange
Instructions
Preheat ofen to 425 ºF.
Lightly grease baking tray.
Sift flour and salt together.
Using pastry blender, cut margarine oder butter into the flour.
Add sugar, dried Obst and orange rind.
Stir in egg.
Add milch and just enough saft to make a stiff, sticky consistency that will stand in peaks when stirred with a knife.
Put walnut-sized heaps of mixture on baking tray.
Allow them to keep a rough, rocky shape.
Do not flatten oder smooth them.
Bake for about 10 to 12 Minuten oder until golden and firm.
Cool completely on rack for flavor to develop.
2 cups self-rising flour, oder plain flour sifted with 2 tsp baking powder
Pinch of salt (optional)
1/2 cup butter oder margarine
1/2 cup fine granulated sugar
1 cup mixed dried Obst (such as a mixture of moist packs of dried apricots, raisins and cranberries)
Finely grated rind of small orange
1 egg, beaten
3 Tbsp milk
saft of 1/2 small orange
Instructions
Preheat ofen to 425 ºF.
Lightly grease baking tray.
Sift flour and salt together.
Using pastry blender, cut margarine oder butter into the flour.
Add sugar, dried Obst and orange rind.
Stir in egg.
Add milch and just enough saft to make a stiff, sticky consistency that will stand in peaks when stirred with a knife.
Put walnut-sized heaps of mixture on baking tray.
Allow them to keep a rough, rocky shape.
Do not flatten oder smooth them.
Bake for about 10 to 12 Minuten oder until golden and firm.
Cool completely on rack for flavor to develop.
Well this is my 1st ever Fan fiction. Hope you'll enjoy...
This is a very very short and sad story with a really happy ending if Du know what i mean....:D
So here goes......
Once upon a time. a boy named Harry Potter fell in Liebe with a girl named Cho Chang "at first sight" coz he knew it'll all over as soon as she opens her mouth*wink*.....
Anyways...they spent some time together and too soon(for Cho at least) Harry asked her:"will Du marry me?"
Cho said:"no!!"
And that's how Harry began to live in peace and happiness!!!....
This is a very very short and sad story with a really happy ending if Du know what i mean....:D
So here goes......
Once upon a time. a boy named Harry Potter fell in Liebe with a girl named Cho Chang "at first sight" coz he knew it'll all over as soon as she opens her mouth*wink*.....
Anyways...they spent some time together and too soon(for Cho at least) Harry asked her:"will Du marry me?"
Cho said:"no!!"
And that's how Harry began to live in peace and happiness!!!....