VII

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"Harry! Harry James!" Molly called from outside Heiro's door. Heiro quickly placed a small glamour on himself and looked at the Weasley matriarch who betrayed him.

"Harry, dear, your awake! I must say, didn't George said that he was going to be sharing a room with you?"

"Fred and George took the room I was in so that I won't feel uncomfortable. This is Fred's room Mrs Weasley." Heiro said, acting as if he was very sick and in pain.

"Frederick Gideon! George Fabian!" Molly called, shouting at the top of her lungs.

"That was the worse way to wake up eh, G?" Fabe asked, running into Heiro's room.

"Well it is your fault that Harry isn't recovered yet, F. Your the one who spilled the potion on him." Gabe replied, taking out a potion vial and giving it to Heiro.

"Harry certainly isn't getting better in your care. Once we are able to go back to the Burrow, im taking Harry with me and there's nothing you can do about it!" Molly stated, turning around to leave the room.

"Fred! George! Don't let her get me! Im scared! I want to stay here! What if they get me again! I want to stay here, please Georgie!!" Heiro cried out, his acting skills taking place. He then started to trash around and throwing a tantrum.

"Harry dear, there's no reason for you to be scared... I think Fred and George are doing a great job of taking care of you. Once I see that you are treated in any other way but nicely by them, I'll take you with me, okay?" Molly said, talking to Heiro as if he was a little baby.

Heiro nodded his head swiftly and drifted off to 'sleep.'

"Didn't we tell you not to go in there mum!?" Fabe whisper-shouted, getting mad at the old woman for entering the room.

"Well I thought it would cheer Harry up to see more familiar faces! I didn't mean to hurt him!" Molly replied, adding a hint of "sadness" to her tone.

"Harry is scared at the moment mum... you'll need to gain his trust first like we did before you can even have a decent conversation with him.. please, just don't go back in there without our permission." Gabe said calmly, going down the staircase to check on the people currently residing in their place.

Fabe looked at Molly one more time before entering Heiro's room.
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"Enter," Heiro said, as he heard the constant knocking on his door. He had just been reading the book "500 Ways to Kill Your Enemy Without Them Knowing It's Coming."

"Fabian! I see you have returned!" Heiro said with much enthusiasm, looking up from his book.

"Indeed I have.. I stopped by to let you know that we are sorry for allowing Molly to enter your room without any permission." Fabe replied straight to the point.

"It's all right, Fabe... not much-

"Harry! Fred! You must hurry down now!! Death Eaters have attacked the area!" Molly came in, screaming, interrupting Heiro.

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It was a dark, dark night. The moon was nowhere to be seen. A dark figure approached me. All the hair in my body went up in fear.

"Author?" I said, my voice cracking.

"YES! It is I! I have returned from the dead!" The dark figure now named Author replied, an evilish laugh following.

I cowered in fear. Scared of the one before of me. I hadn't heard from Author in nearly a month, maybe even more! I turned around to run away, but Author grabbed me by my collar and said, "Why are you running away, Reader, aren't you happy that I have returned?"

I faced the author and with no fear I replied, "After so long of not hearing from you, I am pretty happy that you have returned! Although I am afraid that you have changed.."

"I have an explanation... I had a big family emergency that caused me to forget about you Reader for awhile. I had Update 7 ready but I couldn't find the time to post it..." Author said, looking down at her shoes.

I could suddenly faintly hear a voice saying that a flight was ready to leave.

Author looked up and said with much enthusiasm, "That's my flight! I need to go away for 10 days for a vacation! You'll hear from me after that!"

And just like that the author disappeared leaving I, Reader, confused and left alone in the darkness.

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