Dear Harry
This is incredibly important. I've thought about it for a bit, and a few things came to mind. First, you must have experienced this the last several trips back. I don't think we could have changed the timeline enough to stop Voldemort and Wormtail from working together. Secondly, neither of us bothered to send that memory back- I think we both felt it wasn't very important. The real key is the actual resurrection at the end of fourth year- we need to work to prevent that. I doubt Voldemort is causing many problems between now and then, if he's still stuck in that body until the ritual actually occurs.
I think this means we need to spend this year preparing, Harry. There's a few things I'd like to try out when we get back to school. I'll need access to the Room of Requirement to do it. We definitely need to discuss this when we meet at the Burrow.
I'll be waiting for you - Hermione
The reply from Dumbledore was succinct, and it arrived in the afternoon on the leg of a regular school owl.
Dear Harry Potter
Do not worry yourself over the visions. If any more occur this summer, take note of them, but do not fret. We can discuss them at the beginning of the school term.
Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore
Harry sighed. He was hoping for some more insight or advice from Dumbledore, but all he said was essentially to wait until school starts. Did Dumbledore really sign all his letters with his full name? That looked like quite a hassle. Harry crumpled up the letter, throwing it in the trash. As he did so, he noticed another owl in the distance heading towards his window. Who was that from? As it came closer, he recognized the only owl he knew that would be barely bigger than the letter it was carrying. Pigwidgeon, Ron's tiny owl. Why would Ron be sending him letter now? They had already agreed to meet at the Burrow in a few days' time.
The little owl plopped onto his bed, hopping up to Harry excitedly. He reached out for the letter but the tiny owl kept ramming itself excitedly against his hands. "Stop it, Pig! You need to hold still for me to get this letter, you know!" Hedwig hooted in agreement, looking down at the tiny owl in distain. That seemed to get Pig to calm down enough so that Harry could retrieve the letter. It was certainly Ron's writing, all right, but even messier than before.
Harry! Get this, we just hit the jackpot! Dad got us tickets to the quidditch final! We won't have to listen to the game on the wireless, we can actually be there! I couldn't wait to tell you! I'll see you in a few days!
So that's what got Ron so excited. Harry had never watched a professional match before, so this would be quite interesting for him. He couldn't wait for the day to come, either.
One week later, came out of the fireplace at the Burrow on his back and covered in soot. "HARRY!" He heard a familiar shout as he sat up, and saw Hermione casting a quick dusting charm on him just before she launched herself at him, knocking him back down to the ground. He was so glad to see her again that he didn't resist her hug, but then quickly noticed everyone else watching.
"Um... Hermione... I think, uh, the Weasleys also want to say hello," Harry managed to whisper to her. Hermione, red-faced, backed away quickly. He got up and gave Ron a hug, waved to the twins and Ginny, and then turned to two unfamiliar Weasleys.
"You must be Harry Potter! Ron's told me so much about you. I'm Charlie." He held out his hand, which looked like it was capable of an iron grip. Harry gave him a firm handshake, but nearly winced at what Charlie considered "firm." He could feel the rough callouses and even noticed some scars all the way up his arm. Charlie noticed where Harry was looking, and said, "I'm a dragon handler. Rough work, but plenty of excitement."
Harry nodded. This was someone Hagrid could be good friends with. "Pleased to meet you," he said. He turned to the other new Weasley, and held out his hand. "I recognize you! You were in that book Hermione gave me for my birthday!" Harry smiled. "Bill Weasley, curse-breaker, right?"
Bill laughed. "And what book might this be?" Harry grabbed the book out of his trunk and handed it to him. Bill flipped through the pages until he found the article where he was mentioned. Reading the whole thing with a grin on his face, he chuckled as he gave the book back to Harry. "Oh, I remember that job. It actually wasn't anything complex and we had a perfect plan to take it all down, but one of the rookies on the team reversed two of the steps. The wards were supposed to drop quietly, but instead we got the most fantastic light show in the middle of the night, and woke up half the village. So, what's got you interested in curse-breaking?"
Harry grinned at Hermione, and they started to get to know the oldest Weasley brothers. Both of them were very glad to know that Harry played for the house team, and Charlie especially, as he was the star seeker of Gryffindor before Harry took over the position. Pretty soon, the entire family was involved, looking to have an impromptu quidditch match. It was a smaller game, with only one beater, two chasers, and a keeper for each team. Arthur and Ron were the keepers, Fred and George were the beaters, and Charlie, Harry, Bill, and Ginny were the chasers. Molly didn't play and felt that it was rather improper for Ginny to play as well, but Charlie assured her that she would do fine in a pick-up game. Hermione was still afraid of flying a broom and decided to watch and keep score instead.
When they kicked off, Harry noticed Hermione smirking. He quickly found out why. Bill got the quaffle first, and Fred smacked the bludger towards him. Or at least, he tried. The bludger stuck to his beater's bat, and apparently he was unable to let go of it as well. Together, they flew towards Bill, who was surprised but managed to dodge around them. Ginny was right behind him, and George quickly smacked the Fred-Bludger combo away from his sister- and realized he was stuck to it as well. Stuck together and facing opposite directions, they kept spinning in spirals for several minutes until they managed to land on the ground in a heap. Everyone else couldn't stop laughing when they realized that the twins themselves had been pranked.
Hermione walked up to them, smiling sweetly, and said "That was for taking bets on Harry's love life at school. I hope you'll be more... considerate... in the future?" The twins nodded, so she cancelled the charm.
"We do believe"
"We've found ourselves"
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