Harry's bewildering deepened with every step he took, What on earth were they doing in a house where it looked like it belonged to the darkest of the wizards?
"Mrs. Weasley, What--?"
"Ron and Hermione will explain everything dear, I really got to dash!" Mrs. Weasley whispered distractedly, "There!", they had reached the second landing, "Through the door on the right, I'll call you when it's over," and she hurried downstairs again.
Harry crossed the dingy landing, turn the bedroom door knob which was shaped like a serpent's head, and opened the door, he caught the glimpse of a gloomy, high ceiling, twin bedded room, then there was a loud twittering noise, followed by an even louder shriek that his vision was completely accord by a large quantity of very bushy hair.
Hermione had thrown herself around onto him that nearly knocked him flat, while Ron's tiny owl, Pigwedion zoomed excitedly round and round their heads.
"Harry! Ron! He's here! Harry's here!"
"We didn't hear you arrive!"
"Oh, How are you? Are you all right? Have you been furious with us? I bet you have! I know our letters were useless, but we couldn't tell you anything, Dumbledore made us swear we wouldn't. Oh we got so much to tell you, and you've got to tell us, the Dementors! When we heard and that Ministry hearing, it's just outrageous! I've looked it all up! They can't expel you! They just can't! There's prevision in the degree for the restriction of the underage underage sorcery with the use of magic in live threaten situations,
"Let him breath, Hermione!" said Ron, grinning, closing the door behind Harry.
He seemed to have grown several more inches during their month apart, making him taller and more dangly looking than ever, though the long nose, bright red hair, and freckles were the same.
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