Triangle Disease
Preparations
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Triangle Disease
Part I
Chapter Four
“Preparations”
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"Courier New"'>NOTE 2: This is a short chapter. I promise that it will be made
up in the ones to come.
"Courier New"'>At three pm, a group of people stepped out of the floo in
Gringott’s. The first one in the group was a boy who stumbled out of the
fireplace; he had raven black wild hair. The extraordinary things about the boy
were his stunning green eyes and the scar in the shape of a lighting bolt on
his forehead.
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"Courier New"'>He wasn’t able to keep his balance and fell unceremoniously on
his behind. Immediately after his
ungracious arrival, the floo flared green again, and a girl with lustrous red
flaming hair appeared, and promptly fell over the green-eyed boy.
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"Courier New"'>This process was repeated with the arrival of the next girl with
bushy hair and tight-fitting muggle clothing. She also stumbled over the pair
still lying on the ground … and fell flat on the ground.
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"Courier New"'> “For Merlin’s blazing balls!”
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"Courier New"'>“Hermione,” Harry gasped, “what language!”
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"Courier New"'>“Oh … well … it took me by surprise,” the girl stammered.
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"Courier New"'>The next to arrive were Mr. and Mrs. Granger, both of them still
had their eyes tightly closed and both were looking slightly green. Both of
them stumbled over Harry and Ginny, stepped on Hermione’s legs, lost their
balance, and fell on Hermione in a heap of arms and legs. Hermione was
screaming like a banshee.
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"Courier New"'>The last arrivals were more careful - Mr. and Mrs. Weasley did
have more experience, after all. They arrived in the large fireplace, looked
around, and sidestepped everyone quickly.
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"Courier New"'>An inconspicuous Goblin, who was watching the arrival of
Gringott’s’ newest guests with interest, stepped forward. “Can I help you?” he
asked.
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"Courier New"'>Harry was pulling Ginny up to her feet. “Yes, please. I’d like
to talk with the manager. “
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"Courier New"'>“And the reason you wish to talk to him…?” The Goblin inquired.
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"Courier New"'>“What is your name, Sir?” Harry asked immediately. He didn’t
want everyone to hear what was going on.
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"Courier New"'>“My name is Dirok, Sir. And yours?”
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"Courier New"'>“I’m Harry Potter, and we’d like to talk to Griphook concerning
some… urgent business.”
"Courier New"'>The Goblin glanced briefly to his forehead and bowed.
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"Courier New"'>He disappeared from sight and Harry helped Hermione’s parents
stand up. Hermione didn’t look very happy, and was rubbing her foot. Ginny was
smirking, but said nothing … her eyes were lightened with humor and mirth.
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"Courier New"'>“I always dreamt such lovely scenes taking place when I was going
to be married. It is so romantic,” she said.
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"Courier New"'>Now Hermione was smirking. “Yes, Gin. Our engagement has gotten
off with such a beautiful start, don’t you think?”
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"Courier New"'>Harry head snapped up. “Wait a minute, you two. I just
remembered! After the Gringotts’ business, I’m going to buy your rings.”
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"Courier New"'>Mr. Granger pulled on his sleeve and whispered something in his
ear. Harry smiled and looked to the girls. “You naughty girls”, he said slyly,
“wait for tonight when …”
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"Courier New"'>Harry froze and blanched. His face went instantly white.
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"Courier New"'>“Oh Merlin, what am I going to do!” he said desperately.
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"Courier New"'>Harry looked around in panic. “Oh Merlin… oh Merlin…. What am I
supposed to do?… oh Merlin … help … Hermione … please
help me?”
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"Courier New"'>“Harry, what’s the matter?” Mrs. Weasley asked in a concerned
manner. Everyone looked at him worried, but Hermione seemed to know what was
going on precisely.
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"Courier New"'>“I think that no one ever told Harry about the birds and the
bees… y’know… the man to man talk,” she said
laughingly.
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"Courier New"'> Mr. Weasley said, uncomfortable.
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"Courier New"'>“But he asked for your hand in marriage hardly an hour ago,” Mr.
Granger stuttered.
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"Courier New"'>“Well, with Harry you never know,” Ginny
said, still smirking.
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"Courier New"'>Mrs. Granger elbowed Mr. Granger. “You tell him about the… the
business, Matt.”
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"Courier New"'>“What! He will be my son in law; I’m not going to tell him what
he has to do with my daughter.”
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"Courier New"'>“Do you want your daughter to die?” Mrs. Granger hissed.
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"Courier New"'>Mrs. Weasley elbowed the nervous looking Mr. Weasley in the
ribs. “You do it, Arthur. That’s our
daughter he’s going to marry,” she snapped. Arthur Weasley looked like his last
toy had been taken from him.
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"Courier New"'>“That’s right, old man.” Mr. Granger smiled jovially. “You seem
to be the right person for the job.”
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"Courier New"'>“And what about my daughter … You want me to I tell
with my daughter? Are you mad?” Arthur said to Mr. Granger. Suddenly he saw
Mad-Eye Moody approaching down the corridor. Arthur immediately walked towards
Mad-Eye.
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"Courier New"'>“Alastor, you are the right man for this. We need your
professional advice!” Arthur grabbed the still stunned and miserable Harry and
the grumbling Alastor by their sleeves and dragged both of them to the corner.
There he whispered something and soon returned to his wife, looking relieved
and satisfied. “So, that is arranged, Alastor will do the job for us. There is
nothing to worry about.” Ginny and her mother snorted.
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"Courier New"'>Everyone in the group turned their heads and looked at Harry and
Mad-Eye. His magical eye was now concentrated on Harry, who was still looking
like he was going to die at any moment.
Alastor pulled out his wand, started talking and making animated gestures
with his hand … the wand in his other hand made pushing movements.
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"Courier New"'>Harry’s face became very red … burningly so. Alastor started to
mimic the wand movements with his hand and pronouncing – what seemed to be
incarnations - and Harry’s eyes were almost bulging out of his eye sockets. His
mouth dropped open.
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"Courier New"'>Hermione and Ginny were wearily looking at the pair in the
corner. “I don’t think this is working,” Hermione exclaimed.
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"Courier New"'>In the mean time, Alastor had started moving his hips; his
magical eye was circling in high speed in his eye socket. The tempo of his hip
movements became faster and faster, and he was grinning widely, tongue hanging
out of his mouth. Harry definitely looked green in the face, like he could puke
any moment.
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"Courier New"'>“Someone needs to stop this vulgar show,” Mrs. Granger said,
disgusted, pointing to Mad-Eye.
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"Courier New"'>However, Mad-Eye was in a frenzy now.
His hip movements had become quicker and changed direction. “Backward – forward
– backward – forward – backward – forward” he squealed, waving one arm, while
pointing his wand to Harry. “Do you have that, boy?”
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Constant Vigilance, boy … Constant Vigilance … maybe she’s a death eater … you
never KNOW! Always keep your wand pointed to her head … never falter … it might
be your last!” he yelled.
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"Courier New"'>Harry fainted.