Chapter 2
Harry then woke up, groggily, sitting up then rubbed his eyes looking over at the blurry figure at Ron with his flaming red hair. "Ron it's so early!" Ron then rolled his eyes and grabbed Harry's glasses by the table, handing it at his open hand before standing straight, with his hands over his hips, looking like Mrs.Weasley.
"Sorry mate, mum's orders, dad said we gotta be somewhere, won't tell me there tho so get ready before they finish all the food!" Harry then nodded, getting up to his feet, feeling the cold floor, shuddering when he stretched his arms before putting on his glasses. "Right, I'm up I'm up, you go ahead, save me a seat I'll just clean up." Ron then nodded and ran out of the room.
Harry then picked up the spare blanket that was handed by Mrs.Weasley last night, folding it before making his pillow and so on. Once downstairs, voices could be heated by the living room, but what got his attention was the hushed voices by the kitchen. Harry then peeked, making sure that he cannot be spotted.
"We can't keep him here every summer Arthur, we'll be broke by then. You're not even making enough money in buying us food, and now we have another mouth to feed!" Molly Weasley then hissed at Arthur, her husband who is seated at the head of the table, his shoulders slumped as he ran his hands over his face. "What was that old man thinking?!" Molly sounded frustrated, Harry was confused as to who or what they were talking about, but he kept listening hoping he'd understand more.
"Molly dear, I know I know, that's why we're being paid now innit? Once that boy defeats You-Know-Who, and then the Headmaster can finish the boy off, we can get our share of the deal, simple as that. We just need to go through this." Arthur then replied, standing up from where he sat and hugged his wife.
Harry there, then stood, frozen as he process what was just being said, so they were being paid? Is Hermione in on this as well? Are the twins? Ginny is out of the picture since her actions were a bit questionable and the three other older siblings were not included as well since Harry hardly even spoke to them. He felt betrayed, he is betrayed, it hurts so much, the people whom he thought were family were stealing from him? Using him? Why does life have to be so complicated?
"Just keep on adding that compulsion potions and love potions on his food and it will make our task easier now won't it?" Arthur then quipped before stepping out of his wife's embrace, opened the cabinet, grabbing the mentioned potions before handing it over to Molly. "Yeah yeah, your right okay- We can do this." Molly then bustled about the kitchen as Harry then moved upstairs, back to Rons room.
Harry then sat at the corner, bringing his knees up to his chest with his head leaned over his knees, tightly wrapping his arms over his legs, making him look small, wishing everything would stop, wishing he would just die and not suffer. A knock then could be heard at the other side of the door as a female voice then called out. "Harry? Are you there? Mum's calling us for breakfast." Ginny. Harry then wiped his teary eyes and stood up. Clearing his throat before answering out.
"Uh- yeah, yeah I'll be there, be there in a minute, thanks Gin!" Footsteps then subsided then there were none, Harry then took a shaky breath before building up his courage. 'Too can play at this game, if fake is what they're doing, I'll show them fake.' Harry then went downstairs, getting a 'Good morning' from every person sitting at the cramped table. He then took a seat between Fred and George, guessing it should be safe until he knows they're real motives.
"Alright then! Everyone's accounted for. Before we start breakfast, your father would like to have an announcement." Molly then said, putting on a fake smile, Harry then cought on that, how did he not notice before? He did that when people asked him how his summer was after summer. "Am I finally getting Fred and Georges room?" Ron then asked hopeful while Hermione then kicked him by the shin.
'good for him' Harry then thought before pulling his attention back to Molly. "No- Ron, as I was saying. Arthur dear why don't you say it or do you want me?" Arthur then smiled at his wife before shaking his head. "I'll do it dear, why don't you bring out the food while I tell them." Molly then nodded before Arthur Brought his attention back to the kids. "Now, Under fortunate events, I have acquired us a ticket to the Quidditch World Cup at Dartmoor-" Ron then stood up, as well as the twins. Percy and the other 2 elder, Bill and Charlie were away for work. "WHAT?! NO WAY!" "WICKED!" Ron and The twins then said at the same time.
Foods then started floating towards the table. "Ron! Fred, George! Sit down!" Molly then chastised then glared at the three before she seated herself beside Arthur.
"Sorry mum" the three then chorused before Arthur then continued, clearing his throat. "Ahem- as I was saying before I was rudely interrupted-" Arthur then glared at the three who had the audacity to blush. "We won the ticket at the top box!" Arthur then said as a burst of excited scream then erupted around the table, aside Hermione ofcourse. "Now, now, finish up- Do not hurry up Ronald Weasley or you'll choke!" Molly then said as said Ron was Wolfing out his food.
"O re mom" (Sorry mom) Ron then said over his mouth full earning a disgusted look from Harry, a glare from Hermione, the twins weren't any different.
Harry then packed his things, placing it on his bag. Wand, check, extra clothes plus underwear check, A bag full of galleons, check, right sounds like everything is packed, Harry then thought. He then played down on the bed recliner that Mrs.Weasley prepared as he awaited Ron and the others to pack. His thoughts coming back from the earlier discussion of Mrs.Weasley and Mr.Weasley. His too trusting Harry then thought and sighed.
Everything was a lie then, could it all been planned? Everything since the very beginning? His friendship with Ron and Hermione? Everyone? Could Dumbledore have planned all of this? Since molly had mentioned earlier 'old man's, since there is no one as old as Dumbledore, plus, the man had done some questionable things as well, whether it was intentional or because of the old age, still does not excuse him for his actions.
He has suffered a great deal of pain because of actions under Dumbledores encouragement, under his favouritism, everything all leads back to Dumbledore. Why though?
"Alright then, mate come on, everyone's packed." Ron then yelled even though the room was small, making his ear drums ring. "Alright, jeez no need to shout" Harry then mumbled, standing up then grabbed his bag. "What? What did you say? Didn't hear you" Ron then asked as he took was grabbing his bag. "Nothing" Harry then sighed, following the redhead downstairs, meeting with the others as they began their Journey, Mr.Weasley had said that they will be travelling by portkey- whatever that is, but they do need to travel by foot for a few miles up hill.
Woo hoo then, Harry then thought sarcastically, he was still sleepy but the excitement of going to his first ever Quidditch event was over ruling that tiredness with excitement.
TO BE CONTINUED