The Assassin

The Assassin - Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Walking down the stairs towards the noisy kitchen, Harry paused to check over his body. Seeing that his ankle holsters were showing, he bent down and pulled the hem of his long pants down to cover them. Satisfied it was all covered except for his thigh sheath and wand holster, he walked to the bottom of the stairs. Poking his head around the corner, he could see all seven Weasley's were seated around the table, eating and loudly talking. Taking a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for what was about to happen, he continued walking in and approaching silently.

No one noticed the new presence that had joined them until Harry had slipped in beside George quietly. The conversation paused as all eyes were drawn to the young man. Harry simply ignored them all as he grabbed a plate for himself and began to pile a small amount of food on it. He filled the cup, that was placed in front of him by Mrs. Weasley, with the juice from one of many jugs spread across the table. The entire time, no one spoke, and he didn't bother looking at them as he went about his own business.

"Good morning, dear," Molly smiled brightly at Harry. "How did you sleep?"

"I slept alright, thank you," Harry nodded his head with a small smile before taking a bite into the eggs.

The room once more fell silent as they stared at Harry. No one moved as they watched the young man eat, the same anxious thoughts going through all of their minds. While they had been waiting for the guest to join them, the family had spoken about the day ahead. They had each individually received their own instructions on what was to be expected. Kingsley detailed which places needed to be visited by what time, and where people were to be stationed throughout Diagon Alley.

"Are you ready for today?" Ron asked from across the table with a mouth full of food.

"Don't talk with your mouth full, Ron!" Arthur reprimanded as he took a sip of his tea.

"Where are your manners? I'm sorry, Harry. I thought I brought up my kids better than that," said Molly as she stood up and grabbed an extra pot of tea for her husband.

"That's more than okay, Mrs. Weasley," kindly smiled Harry after swallowing his mouthful of food. "I'm sure you have done a great job."

Harry knew his charm was working on the older lady when a small blush appeared on her cheeks. He watched as she tended to the entire table, making sure there was enough food and drink for all eight people. The table once again fell silent with no one knowing what should be said next. Harry of course didn't mind the silence, preferring it over the talkative nature of the family anyway. Noticing a pair of eyes on him, he turned his head to find the young daughter staring intently at him. Ginevra Weasley didn't look away, didn't move a muscle, as he looked back at her. She stared at him bashfully, flashing a seductive smile at him.

Simply turning his head, Harry continued eating his food without giving the youngest member of the Weasley family any more attention. He knew what she wanted but he wasn't going to give in. He had more important things to concentrate on then a lovesick teenager. Focusing on the plate in front of him, he ignored the teasing the older siblings did towards their only sister. Knowing the girl would be humiliated enough from the fact he had rejected her in some sense, that acknowledging the fact he knew about her crush on him would make things even worse.

"Boys settle down and leave your sister alone," said Arthur with a disapproving look. "We need to be focused for today, don't get distracted."

The boys who had been teasing their sister stopped with a guilty expression. Ron, who was the main culprit, had a bright red face as he silently began eating again. Harry tried his best to not let a disgusted look appear as he made eye contact with the other. It was truly puzzling to him how much food the other boy would shove into his body. The boy was rather lean considering what he had witnessed over the few days he had been there. Ron ate each meal as if it was his last which made him look like a tiger devouring its prey, turning him off eating around the other due to this fact.