Private Justice
CHAPTER EDITED!!!
A/N- Alrighty, here's the next chapter. And it's kind of short… Well, actually, it's really short, and a few other ones may be short too, but I'm gonna try to make them longer a little later on. So just bare with me!!! And thanks for the reviews!!!! Oh, and I also want to thank my beta, Matt!!! Thanks a lot!!!!! *huge grin*
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Harry was standing in The Ministry of Magic by the fountain, trying hard to be festive; but it's hard to be festive when you were dressed like a clown. Yes, a clown. Harry didn't understand what a clown had to do with what the holiday. This was day wizards and witches celebrated the final fall of Voldemort, so it confused him when he found out he and the other Aurors had to wear a clown suit.
"Very nice, Harry! The outfit suits you!"
Harry turned to see Fred Weasley, Ron's older brother, with a very amused smile on his face.
"Yea, I'm sure it does," Harry grumbled, not as amused as Fred was.
"Ah lighten up Harry. It's not that bad."
"Well, I'd like to see you in this bloody thing."
"Nah," Fred said with a sigh, but with the smile still evident on his face. "It looks better on you."
Harry didn't say anything, just rolled his eyes and shook his head in annoyance. Or perhaps he just shook his head for it was itching, the fake hair not agreeing with him.
"You know Harry, at least your outfit isn't as bad as Neville's," said Fred as he pointed to the man coming toward them.
Harry turned to see Neville Longbottom, a fellow Auror and old Hogwarts friend, coming their way. And he had to agree with Fred; he was better off. Neville's was wearing a yellow and blue-polka dot shirt, and it was a little to small for him, so his belly peeked out from under the shirt.
"Oi, Are you two talking about me?" Neville asked as he reached them.
"Yep! There are such things as bad dreams, even when you're not sleeping," Harry said with a chuckle.
"Oh, like you're one to talk," Neville replied.
Harry just shrugged his shoulders in reply.
"So Harry… Is Hermione gonna be here today?" asked Fred cautiously.
Harry glanced at Neville, wishing Fred never mentioned what he had mentioned in front of Neville. Sure, he had known Neville since first year at Hogwarts, and being in the same house for our seven years at Hogwart's; but he wasn't very comfortable discussing his relationship with Hermione with him. Neville understood and wondered off with a quick good-bye.
"How would I know what Hermione is going to do?" Harry asked.
"Now don't give me that crap," Fred said. "You keep closer tabs on your wife than you did when you guys were dating. Even more than when you were just friends."
"Estranged wife. And I doubt she'll be there. But you would think she would be able to swallow up her self-righteousness, and help the other wives get us all dressed up," Harry stated. "The women love making us look ridiculous, and Hermione has commited her life to it."
"Yea, well at least you're not bitter."
I'd say that little line hit home.
"Bitter? Me? To tell you the truth, I love my new bachelor life. I got to buy some new great things that Hermione wouldn't like, and my new flat; oh it's great. It slants! Yep slants. Foundation's not doing to well right now. So now, the cabinet doors won't shut, and every time I walk, it could fool someone into thinking I'm drunk. I can seal it with a few spells, but then I have a bloody hard time getting it to open. But you know, I love that kind of thing."
"So you're ticked about your flat. Do you miss your wife?"
Now, Fred had always been a good friend to Harry, considering Ron was Harry's best friend, but right now he was going a little too far.
"Fred, let's just say… I'm aware that she's not there. And I'm also aware that your wife's not here. Doesn't Angelina help out on these sorts of things?"
"Oh Angelina's here. I'm gonna pick her up a little later." Fred said, grinning, and with a wink, he apparated away.
Harry sighed, turned and walked up to Neville.
"So is Parvati going to be here today?"
Parvati Patil, now Parvarti Longbottom ,started to date a year after they graduated from Hogwarts, and married Neville when they were twenty. No one was able to figure that one out.
"Yep, and she's bringing the baby. She's probably here as we speak."
"Poor little kid," Harry said, chuckling. "Being six months old; he shouldn't have to see
this.
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The sound of a six month old screaming was enough to make anyone annoyed, especially when it had been going on for the past 30 minutes. And when a baby screams for a half hour, it's enough to get Colin Creevy agitated, especially when he's sitting on his front porch trying to have a peaceful evening. His next door neighbours, Neville and Parvati, were very attentive of little Frank, so you only ever heard the baby crying for a bit before he stopped. So something had to be wrong!
But Colin wasn't sure whether he should go over to the Longbottom's house or not. Maybe he should just go inside and ignore it. But then he started thinking of all the nice things Parvati had done for him over the years; he knew he should go over and see if there was anything he wrong.
Colin got up from his chair on his porch and made his way next door and knocked on the front door. There was no answer, and the baby was screaming like crazy.
"Parvati? Are you in there?"
He knocked even harder.
"Parvati! It's Colin Creevy! Parvati are you there?" His voice was rising with each word. He was getting worried.
But the only reply was the baby's screaming on the other side.
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A/N- Aha, a tiny little cliffhanger for you guys, *evil laughter*!!! I'm sorry, I just had to do it. It's happened to me so many times!!!! But hey, it gives you something to look forward to!! I'll try to get the next chap up as soon as I can!!! Though the next chapter will not start off where I left off, hehe. I need to get some more information in, that's all. So again, review and tell me what you think!!
WKris