Harry Potta
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- Posted: Tue, 31 Jul 2007 21:36:27 +0000
[ Very sorry for the lateness. -_-; ]
Taking the proffered caramel, Harry looked at it a bit suspiciously.
"Thanks Ron, but eh, these aren't some of Fred and George's are they?" He thought for a moment on how exactly furious Mrs. Weasley would be, for perhaps the third time now. For once he was glad that the Dursleys never worried about him. He could take them being angry at him, sure, but the idea of Vernon blowing up over worry was a bit much. He looked at Ron and tried to smile consolingly, but he was sure his best mate saw right through it.
"I'm...i'm sure that once we explain, well, your mum's bound to be happy we at least made it to Hogwarts. Yeah?" He even tried to laugh a little, but it came out sounding horribly awkward.
They could now see the giant school looming in the distance, and down below the Express was beginning to slow. Harry wasn't at all sure if he'd even brightened his own spirits. Deciding "to hell with it", he popped the possibly hazardous caramel in his mouth. Most strangely, he felt the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead tingle a bit, something that hadn't happened since last year. Surely that couldn't have anything to do with the caramels.... He may have to speak to Fred and George, just in case.
Taking the proffered caramel, Harry looked at it a bit suspiciously.
"Thanks Ron, but eh, these aren't some of Fred and George's are they?" He thought for a moment on how exactly furious Mrs. Weasley would be, for perhaps the third time now. For once he was glad that the Dursleys never worried about him. He could take them being angry at him, sure, but the idea of Vernon blowing up over worry was a bit much. He looked at Ron and tried to smile consolingly, but he was sure his best mate saw right through it.
"I'm...i'm sure that once we explain, well, your mum's bound to be happy we at least made it to Hogwarts. Yeah?" He even tried to laugh a little, but it came out sounding horribly awkward.
They could now see the giant school looming in the distance, and down below the Express was beginning to slow. Harry wasn't at all sure if he'd even brightened his own spirits. Deciding "to hell with it", he popped the possibly hazardous caramel in his mouth. Most strangely, he felt the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead tingle a bit, something that hadn't happened since last year. Surely that couldn't have anything to do with the caramels.... He may have to speak to Fred and George, just in case.