Diclaimer I don't own Harry Potter if I did, my name would be on the front of the books not JK's. Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling. Only character I own is Ana, even then I don't own her last name.
A/N See I so said the next chapter would be out faster and here it is. Out in a few hours. That's really fast for me anyway. It's not as long as the last one but I thought it was a good place to leave it. Nothing really happens in this chapter, it's the end that makes me more excited.
As always I hope you enjoy chapter 6 and as always thoughts and opinions are welcomed about the story.
"Okay, I'm ready," Ana said as she walked into her living room to see a very bored Harry.
"About time," Harry muttered.
"I was quick!" Ana huffed folding her arms across her chest.
"Yeah if quick is over an hour!"
Ana shrugged, "Like I said quick,"
A knock on the door could be heard. It was a small tap.
"Let me get that and then we'll go." Ana sighed while wondering who would be knocking at her door. Ana never got visiting living in the woods. Ana was the person who visited them, not the other way around.
Ana opened the door to see Irma standing outside looking worried.
"Hi Irma," She said softly as she smiled at the woman.
"I came last night, but you wasn't itI'd thought I'd try againI got worried," Irma babbled, as Ana pulled her into a hug.
"I'm staying with a few.friends," Ana lied smoothly as she pulled away from Irma. "I'm about to go back there soon,"
"Oh, how you holding up?"
"Okay I guess"
"Funerals in a few days," Irma murmured softly "Everyone's thinking you could say something at their funeral."
Ana nodded, "Sure. "
"They still haven't found cause of death... It's a mystery. Then again there has been a lot of mysteries surrounding this village ever since it was formed!" Irma paused for a moment," Do you believe in magic?"
Ana eyes widened "Erm, I don't know why?" She asked.
"because sometimes I believe. I don't know, just ignore me, I'm being silly!" Irma laughed, "I made these muffins for you," Irma handed over a basket filled with muffins, "Tell me when you get back into town okay? I'll visit again, I almost got lost on the way here! I can't believe you live in the middle of the woods!"
"I'll be here for the funeral, then I'll probably got back to my friends again," Ana said, that was her plan so far.
"See you," Irma pulled Ana into a hug again before walking off. Ana watched her go back into the woods before closing her door.
"Muffin?" Ana offered looking at the basket.
"Nah thanks," Harry politely declined as Ana placed the basket on the table. "I liked the line, do you believe in magic. Well, Ana, do you?"
Ana rolled her eyes, "Haha, Very funny," She sarcastically answered. "What was I supposed to say, Yes actually because you know, I'm a witch, not the muggle I'm pretending to be!" Ana rolled her eyes again.
"You could of actually,"
"She's my first proper friend, I dont want her to see me for the freak I really am." Ana rolled her eyes, "This will be over soon anyway,"
"You do know it's going to take a couple of monthsmaybe years"
"Ah crap, really?"
"Yes. It's like trying to find a needle in a haystack. These Horcruxes could be anywhere in the world,"
"Oh bother. " Ana said stuffing two muffins into her mouth before choking on them.
"Watch it," Harry muttered as Ana swallowed what she could at that moment. "Man, can't even eat properly,"
"I'm in a state of depression," Ana over exaggerated. One of the things she had a habit of doing. "I thought this would be one short thing,"
"How'd you think I feel?" Harry laughed before taking a bite out of a muffin as Ana stuffed another one into her mouth. It wasn't an attracting thing to see to say the least. "I have to destroy him all because of some words!"
"You've got Hermione and Ron, they seem really loyal to you,"
"They are," Harry smiled. He was really lucky to have friends that would join him on a path that risked death at every turn.
"let's do this before we're eighty though, yeah?" Ana said stuffing another muffin into her mouth. She couldn't stop eating them.
"Why before eighty?"
"Because I really want to go to bingo and I don't think I could fit it in if the war's still around!"
"Why bingo?"
"'Cause that's all the cool eighty year olds are doing these days,"
"The question is will it still be cool in sixty-three years from now?"
"You would have to point out the cracks in my plan." Ana huffed playfully. "You suck Harry."
"No Ana, you're far worst than me!" Harry snickered playfully.
"How am I?" Ana teased playfully.
"For starters you can't even change a bowl into a pineapple"
"Ouch."
"You're not as bad as I'd thought youd be." Harry admitted. Slowly he was warming up to the girl, still he wouldn't trust her with everything, but right now he needed her help and it would be better if they all got on. Even thought Hermione and Ron still were keeping with their first impression.
"I make really bad first impressions, plus I didn't have a motive then" Ana mumbled. Ana was used to people not liking her. She came off selfish, rude and self absorbed. She was all three just not to the extent you'd think at first glance.
"What's your motive now?"
"What else Harry? Revenge."
"Oh," Harry nodded. He understood the lust for revenge more than most people. "Did you really mean what you said earlier?" Harry asked.
"Oh that, ignore it really, I really just make it up as I go along,"
"So you cant see into other peoples hearts?"
"Yes, I can but know all the let go stuff? I make that all up. It just ends up coming out. I don't know where I get it from really," Ana said stuffing another muffin into her mouth.
"I think we should really be going"
"Yeah, they are going to wonder what's happened to us."
"Grab onto my arm,"
"Do I have to, can't we walk? I mean I feel like I'm being squeezed to death!" Ana complained.
"That's the fun of apparation," Harry replied sourly grabbing her arm.
"Let me just grab a few more muffins!" Ana cried before grabbing some muffins.
"Where have you guys been?" Hermione asked, as Ana and Harry arrived back at the Burrow. It had been over two hours since they'd left.
"Muffin?" Ana offered. Hermione shook her head.
"She takes ages. Then a friend visited her and yeah.," Harry left out the part where him and Ana just talked because he knew Hermione would be quite displeased at them for wasting time.
Hermione nodded, "We haven't found anything yet,"
Harry nodded as he picked up a book as Ana did the same.
"Neville and Luna are here!" Mrs Weasley shouted from downstairs.
Ron, Hermione and Harry got up and Ana copied.
In the kitchen there was a girl with light blonde hair, standing next to a boy with brown hair and a rounded face.
"Hi," Neville smiled,
"It's a sunny day again today, The cinhereas will be most displeased." Luna smiled dazed. Ana didn't want to know what a cinherea actually was.
"I'm Ana," Ana introduced herself.
"Neville," The boy mumbled.
"Luna," The girl said smiling. She had her wand behind her ear which Ana found most particular but everyone else seemed fine with it. Ana figured Luna would look a little odd if she ever went to a muggle village. Then again, most wizard and witches would these days.
It was near the end of the day, although they hadn't got much work done, they'd had a little fun. Ana decided she liked Luna pretty quickly, Luna broke the mould and Ana envied that. Neville didn't say much to her but Ana guessed it was probably because he was shy. Luna and Neville had just left a few minutes ago, they'd been searching through books all day, but books had became useless, a fact that annoyed Hermione to a great extent as she believed that books always had the answers.
"Your friends are nice," Ana commented.
Harry, Hermione and Ron just smiled. Ginny walked in the living room where the four adults were.
"Found anything?" She asked.
"Nope," Ron sighed,
Ginny looked at Ana. Ana smiled at her. Ginny was unsure of this girl. Suddenly she waltzed into their lives without any of them knowing who she was. Ginny didn't trust her, she didnt understand why she was allowed into the war so easily and she wasn't. Jealously. A little disease which everyone suffers from. Ginny was jealous of Ana joining the war so easily when she really shouldnt and Ana was jealous that Ginny was really pretty.
The emotion of the room soon changed when a blonde, battered, Slytherin apparated in the middle of the floor in pain.
She's dancing in the
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