Chapter Five; Ron's Pov

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(Continuing on from Ron's Pov, chapter three)


Food is amazing thing right?

Especial if your mom is such a good cook like mine.

Anyway on to more important news. With the information that we got from Snake yesterday we can at lest make sure that we can keep ourselves safe and alive.

Oh for those of you who may be concerned about Potter, Badger decided to help out and tell my dad about the fact that they knew when we were going to get Potter and to try and kill him or something like that. Besides it's not like we haven't heard anything like this before.

So me and Badger are going to the ministry in a few moments time, once dad is ready to go and to make things are interesting apartly we are going to be getting there the muggle way.

 Well like I said this is going to be very interesting seeing as both me and Badger haven't exactly been on any of the muggle transport things. So we are both really excited and so is dad, but lucky for us dad has been to his work this way.

So after a quick yummy breakfast and when dad was all dressed and ready to go we said goodbye to mom and walked out the door with dad closing it behind us.

"Right boys as long as you don't tell Molly we are going to apparate to the graveyard just infront of Sirius' s house and board a train from there. Ok."

"Why can't we just apparate to London?" Badger asked dad.

"Well, because I promised Molly that I wouldn't use magic to get us there, and because I really should use much magic around you two." Charming I thought shame I can't tell dad that he doesn't have to worry about using magic around us and that we can apparate ourselves, and that believe it or not we don't have the trace on us anymore (The trace disapeared as soon as we changed) so we can use as much magic as we liked and not get in trouble for it. But even still I wanna do this the muggle way, it sounds like fun.

"Come on then boys take my arm and we will get out of here." Dad said and both me and Badger grabbed one of his arms each and apprated in the graveyard in front of padfoots house.

We walked out of the graveyard and through the square. The run-down streets were almost deserted, but as soon as we arrived at this miserable looking little under-ground station it was already full of muggles which I suppose were going to there work, both me and Badger looked at one another.

"Charming place isn't it." I said to him.

"Yes very charming. Full of happy people, you would think someone was trying to kill them." Badger said laughing at him and nodded my head.

"Isn't it simply fabulous here." Dad said a little to enthusiatic.

"Yes simply wonderfully." I said rolling my eyes at him.

"Completly ingenious these muggles are." Badger said trying not to laugh.

Dad went and got our tickets from a very sleepy, grumpy guard which took him about four minutes to do. Then we boarded the train which rattled us off towards the centre of London. I sat inbetween badger and dad, lucky that we did because this weird looking muggle who smelt like cheese sat down next to badger and I tried so hard to hide my laughter which ended up with me coughing and badger telling me to shut up which made me laugh even harder.

 After a while I noticed dad kept glancing at a map that was above the windows and he kept muttering to himself until he turned to us and said that it was time to get off. We got off at a station in the very heart of London, and we were swepted from the train in a tide of lots of muggles carring great big bags, which made badger laugh because one of those stupid bags hit me and I almost fell over. We walked up these moving stairs that dad called escalators and went through the ticket barrier which somehow swallowed our tickets and emerged on to a broad street lined with imposing looking buildings and the roads were already full of traffic.

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