The Aftermath

The letter

{Ron's POV}

(Yes, I'm doing that now)

It felt like I had just fallen asleep when I awoke to here loud crying from down the hall. I quickly got out of bed, pulled on an old pair of denim jeans and the closest thing I could find for a shirt; a maroon sweater I had gotten last Christmas from mum.

Right as I reached out for the door nob, Herminone called my name.

"Ron? Where are you going?" Her voice stiffened. "Are you going to go eat? The healer said, if you keep up your habit of eating at night, your beer belly isn't going away."

I didn't even have that much of a beer belly, I mean, my stomach did kind of hand out over my jeans, but those jeans where old anyway!

"No, I'm not! I think I hear Hugo crying."

I looked back, only to find Herminone snoring, drool overflowing her mouth. And she says I'm the slob!

I had reached the end of the hallway, I slowly opened the door, to find Hugo sitting on the floor, a note in his hand.

"Hugo? Are you all right?"

Hugo obviously had not noticed me, as he jumped and hid the letter behind his back.

"Dad!"

"Hugo" I said sternly. "Pass it over!" I held out a hand.

"I- I don't know what you mean!"

"Hugo, please make this easy."

"Fine." Hugo passed the letter into my waiting hand.

"Thank you."

I unfolded it. It said: Dear, Hugo Weasley,

I, professor Longbottom, am quite sad, but as we have discovered you have little magic in you, we have decided to decline you, from Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry.

But we suggest a preschool for young tots like you, who are struggling with magic.

Sincerely,

      Professor Longbottom.

I then found a letter under the first, titled: Pig Pimples School for Squibs; Basics for children under age of ten.

It wasn't until I had finished reading the second letter before I noticed the handwriting.

As Hugo's sobs became more faint, I heard Rose in the next room, giggling by what it sounded like on the phone.

I marched out of the room I was in and into Rose's.

"I know! And dads in there right now trying to make Hu feel bett- DAD!" She said as she dropped the phone.

"Rose! I can't believe you!"

"Dad, I-"

"NO! I could see James or Fred Jr. Doing something like that! But you!" I was furious. Rose, my perfect little flower, had did something... Wrong!

"It was Graces idea!"

"I don't care who's idea it was! You are grounded for a month!"

"But Josie's party-!"

"G-R-O-U-N-!"

"Ron?" I heard a little voice say.

"Hugo! I can handle thi-" I saw Hermione's hand, and then everything was black...

AN

Ok, so, Rose dose something... Bad? Ron goes mental, and Hermione gives a knuckle sandwich!

Soooo....

Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I didn't have any WiFi=-O