New And Improved Harry Potter

Dumbledore's POV

Albus was looking at the ring box in a house that he had hidden away for times such as this. He always knew there would be a time he needed to be safe. Heroes always fall hard and fast, it was a historical fact. The box was sitting on the table in front of him, and he very much wanted to open it. However, without a Mediwitch or Severus to undo anything that might befall him, he was cautious. He waved the Elder Wand and dispelled a few of the curse. As the last one fell he felt and overwhelming need to open the box. That was not good. He backed away until the feeling disappeared, which was almost out of the room. Perhaps, he would need some help after all, but he didn't know who he could turn to at the moment. Slughorn came to mind. He was a good Potions Master. Not as good as Severus, but a worthy man in his own right.

He went to the living room to ponder on his dilemma. Harry needed to see what was in that box, of that he had no doubt. But the boy was not going to be so easily found. And Albus was sure he was far away from Hogwarts. Tapping his finger against his chin, he continued to deliberate. With the Order looking for the boy, perhaps it would not be that long. He would need to get someone to watch muggle London. Harry survived there on his own for a whole week without help. Maybe he should check Sirius' old home. They might be holed up in there. There was a slim chance the boy returned to the Dursleys, but that was very slim.

Coming to a decision he returned to the kitchen, waved his wand to place a ward on the box, and pocketed it. He'd go to Grimmuald Place. Now, if he could just remember where it was.

Neville's POV

After classes the group met up in the RoR. They decided that Hermione and the twins needed to practice their dancing. If they were going to make it look natural, then it would take a bit of work. Luna had found an old Wizarding Wireless radio and set it up in the clear space.

"Do you two know how to dance?" Hermione asked skeptically.

"Well, we've never had lessons, if that's what you're asking. But, Mum's taught us a thing or two," Fred said, taking her hand in his and starting a simple waltz.

George shadowed the couple on Hermione's side. Mostly mimicking his brother. When a twirl came Fred seamlessly spun her around until she was in George's arms. They continued like that for a good ten minutes, until Hermione could follow their lead.

"That looked like so much fun," Luna said, clapping her hand. "I want to try," she demanded, nudging her friend out of the way.

Fred just smiled and started a different dance, that had no set steps. They twirled and twisted, passing her back and forth, just having a great time, laughing all the way.

"Wow," Neville said when they were done, "I'm not sure I can beat that. A few things, huh?"

"Mum really likes to dance. And you now us, we do pretty much everything together," Fred said, sitting in one of the chairs.

"Not that, Luna, get your mind out of the gutter," George said, seeing her smirk. He took the seat next to his brother.

"Our resident pervert has left, someone has to take his place," she said snootily, playfully putting her nose in the air and flouncing to the next empty chair.

"Yeah, but that's downright disgusting, that is," Fred said with a grimace.

"Sirius said it was fun. He was telling me all about the twins he picked up…"

"Stop," George all but shouted. "We don't need to"

"hear about that man's," Fred picked up.

"conquest," they said together.

"Especially, not from you," Neville added with a shudder.

"Boys," Hermione sniffed. "They can dish it out, but they can't take it."

"What?" all four purebloods asked confused.

"It's a non-magical saying. Never mind," she waved dismissively. "Do you think Harry is at Sirius'?"

"No," Luna answered thoughtfully, tilting her head. "The nargles say they are fighting doxies right now."

"Doxies? Why would they need to fight doxies? I mean, you just spray them," George asked, knowing all about ridding houses of pest. The Burrow, being a magical house, attracted many of them and it was the kids' job to dispose of them.

"I don't know, but they are having fun, so I'm not worried," the little blonde stated, listening to something only she can hear. "Too bad someone is going to crash the party," she pouted, folding her arms. She would never deny Harry having any fun, and the gatecrasher was going to spoil his night. He'd get some nice presents though.

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