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Chapter 1

Fun with Ron

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A certain rat was caught running around the streets. This rat was Pettigrew. He was sent to the Ministry and of course Sirius was finally freed from Azkaban. He was immediately granted custody of Harry and Harry was finally able to live with him. Sirius, Harry and Remus were now living all together...

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"Sirius! I'm going hang out with Ron!" Harry yelled.

"Okay, but be home by 9:00!" Sirius yelled back.

Harry grabbed his jacket and ran down the street to the burrow. Sirius bought a new house near the Weasleys' so that Harry could over there to play with Ron during summers and breaks. Harry knocked on the door and waited for the reply. Nobody answered. He waited a couple of minutes and suddenly the door open slightly andhe was pulled into the house.

Standing in front of him was a very scary looking creature. It had a humans body but instead of a normal head it had a purple and brown face and an extremely big nose. Boils covered the face. Harry screamed. Not just an ordinary scream but an extremely high pitched scream, very much like in the horror movies.

The creature pulled off his face revealing a normal face. A very familiar face...it was Ron! Ron pointed at Harry and started laughing.

"Haaaa! You scream like a girl!"

Harry blushed. It was his fault, he was born that way.

"Oh, shut up!"

Ron stopped laughing but it was obvious that he wasn't over what had just happened.

"Soo... How's living with Sirius?" Ron said, changing the subject.

"It's great! Sirius is so cool! And Remus is really nice too!"

Ron looked slightly jealous. His parents weren't exactly cool.

"Um... Come into the kitchen, Mum's made cookies"

Harry followed Ron into the kitchen where Molly Weasley was. She was standing over the stove, slightly frustrated. It seemed as if she was trying to cook something. That something looked very similar to troll bogeys. Harry shivered.

"Stupid stew!" she cursed. "You're supposed to be chunky!"

Mrs Weasley spun around noticing the two boy standing behind her.

"Oh hello Harry, nice to see you! Please, have a seat"

Harry and Ron sat down as Mrs. Weasley gave them each a huge plate of cookies. They scarfed them down quickly. They were famished.

Ron got up from the table and pulled Harry up and dragged him into the other room.

"Don't stay in the kitchen with my mum ok? She's in a horrible mood. Believe me, you don't want to be near her when she's in a bad mood"

Harry flinched.

"Okay..."

"Wanna go play Quidditch?"

"Sure!"

Ron walked over to the closet, opened it and grabbed two old Shooting Stars. He handed one to Harry. They both ran out the back door into the Weasleys' practice field. Ron pulled out a Golden Snitch and threw it up into the air.

"Let's see who can catch the Snitch first!" Ron said.

They swung their legs over their broomsticks and kicked off into the air. The Shooting Star Harry was riding was nothing like his Firebolt. They played for what seemed like hours.

Once they had enough Harry had caught the Snitch thirty-seven and Ron had only caught it twice. Harry was too good for him.

"Man, you're good" panted Ron "I'll never be as good as you, seeing that I suck."

"Come on Ron, you're not that bad"

Harry rolled up his sleeve to check the time on his watch. It was 10:45.

"Oh no! I'm late! I have to go! Bye Ron"

Harry ran out of the backyard and bolted down the street to Sirius' house. He opened the door and standing in front of him was a very angry godfather.