Untraceable - Book Two (Harry Potter)

Fillerness and bitch slapping ;)

Untraceable2 chapter 4

UNCLAIMER!! I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS, THINGS, PLACES, ETC FROM HARRY POTTER!! I ONLY OWN SAPPHIRE AND NELLIE AND POSSIBLY OTHER CHARACTERS I HAVE MADE UP AND FORGOTTEN ABOUT!! EVERYTHING ELSE BELONGS TO J.K ROWLING. IF I OWNED HARRY POTTER THEN I WOULDN'T BE ON WATTPAD. GOT IT? K, ON WITH THE STORY!!....

Chapter 4:

At breakfast the next morning, I sat next to Hermione, who was absent-mindedly spooning cornflakes into her mouth while reading her copy of Voyages with Vampires. Harry came and slid into the seat across from us, greeting us with a cheerful "Hello!".

"Sup Hazza," I grinned, while Hermione said a stiff

"Morning," and continued to read her - bullshit - book. This implied that she was still pissed off at Harry from last night. Neville replied just as cheerfully as Harry had greeted us and went on to talk about how his gran was going to send some things he had forgotten.

Ron slid into a seat next to Harry, just as about a billion - if not five - owls flew into the hall all at once with the morning post. A tawny owl dropped a parcel in front of Neville and Errol, the Weasley's owl, dropped a bright red envelope in front of Ron.

"No. Fucking. Way." I grinned gleefully at Ron's shocked face as he stared at the howler.

"Oh, this is going to be good!" I clapped excitedly while Neville looked pitifully at Ron and Hermione and Harry looked confused. Harry asked what it was and Ron explained with the help of Neville.

The red envelope was a howler, it was basically a voice letter, except the sound was magnified like a billion times more - perfect for when a certain ginger and his bespectacled friend needed a telling off for stealing a car. Mrs Weasley's yelling, loud enough in normal volume, would probably be able to be heard from Hagrid's house. If not the other side of Britain.

I saw Fred and George enter the hall and go to sit at the opposite end of the Gryffindor table. I ran to tell them about the howler just as the envelope started smoking. Neville told Ron to run.

"Stay, we'll hear it anyway!" I smirked, going to join the twins and Lee.

"Ron got a howler!" I crowed to the boys as I sat in a seat next to Lee. Fred and George looked up gleefully.

"This is going-"

"-to be good." They grinned.

"That's what I said!" I exclaimed happily, just as Mrs Weasley's loud and angry voice filled the hall.

There was a very big and very loud rant from Mrs Weasley that could be heard clearly throughout the whole hall. It basically went "BLAH BLAH BLAH - STOLE THE CAR - BLAH BLAH BLAH - SO DISAPPOINTED - BLAH BLAH BLAH - FATHER FACING INQUIRY AT WORK - BLAH BLAH BLAH - COMPLETELY DISGUSTED - BLAH BLAH BLAH - DON'T CARE IF THEY EXPEL YOU - BLAH BLAH BLAH - ALL YOUR FAULT - BLAH BLAH BLAH - IF YOU PUT ANOTHER TOE OUT OF LINE I'M BRINGING YOU STRAIGHT BACK HOME!!" And at the end there was a lovely, sweet "Oh, and Ginny dear, congratulations for getting into Gryffindor," that made Ginny's face turn a bright shade of pink - although nothing compared to Ron, who's face was more scarlet than the Gryffindor banner.

"WOOHOO! YEAH!" I yelled, standing up and clapping. Everyone snapped out of their dazes after the howler and rolled their eyes, turning back to whatever they were doing beforehand.

"Nice to know people take me seriously," I muttered, sitting back down and poking Lee.

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