Harry pov
Ok giving Hermione one of my feathers was probably not one of my better ideas. The moment she opened the box I could tell she wanted to know as much as she could from it. It just felt right though. As she wore it, it reminded me that someday I could come clean to everyone. (just not today)
When I had had the dream about Mr. Weasley I was really frightened. At first I thought that it was because of something they had done to me at the school. Only later did I realize it was because of the link that Voldemort and I shared. While at the school I completely forgot about Voldemort and the Deatheaters. Now I'm not even scared of them anymore compared to what they did at the School. (just so you know there are many experiments that I have yet to mention. They will be coming up later though.)
~that morning~
Ron, Hermione, and I had been awake for a long time. We had just been messing with all the cool stuff we got. Ounce everyone else woke up we went down for breakfast. Sitting at the table were Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, and Ginny. Lupin and Tonks had left the night before. When we came down stairs the three of us started to sit down. However Mrs. Weasley stopped me.
"Harry unbutton your shirt."
"excuse me?" Fred and George started snickering.
Mrs. Weasley rolled her eyes at them "you got pretty beat up last night I wanted to clean your wound so it won't get infected."
I took a step away from her "um how do you plan on cleaning it?" I asked hesitantly.
She frowned "soap and water what else?"
I yelped and hid behind Ron and Hermione "um Mrs. Weasley that really isn't necessary I healed it last night." I said nervously.
She scowled "Harry I'm not saying you're not a good wizard but a wound that deep would take some extreme magic to heal."
I slowly started to get out from behind them "well um I did just fine so I don't think its necessary-"
"harry unbutton your shirt right now."
"please Mrs. Weasley I really don't want to."
She put her hands on her hips "Harry there's no need to be embarrassed."
"well um it is um kind of ugly-"
"harry just unbutton your shirt. I'm sure you look fine." She came towards me with a bowl of water in her hands.
I started backing towards the wall till she was right on top of me. She held the water towards me "aright alright ill do it!" I yelped and as quickly as possible undid the buttons.
(A/N - Oh what will happen next?!)
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