Disclaimer: All of the names of characters, and places, and other stuff
that JK thought up are not mine, but guess what is. The Plot! It's mine,
all mine.
A/N: Hey Yall! This is my first fan fic. I would really really like it if you would review. Please? Any way, if you don't like it tough. And, if I have spelt any of the names wrong, would you please tell me so that I can fix it? Thanx tons!
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The Ad
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There was a month of summer break left, and Harry and Hermione had come to enjoy it with the Weasley family. Harry and Ron were in the middle of a game of Wizard's Chess, and Hermione and Ginny were looking through that morning's edition of the Daily Prophet.
Ron's knight had just gotten hold of Harry's bishop, when Hermione exclaimed, "Listen to this you guys." Ron and Harry looked up at her, and she started.
"Helga Romeraze is teaching dancing lessons in her studio for couples that would like to learn. The lessons start on Monday, August 3, and continue every week day for three weeks. The cost per couple is five galleons a week. The hour long lessons are at these times: 10:15 for ages 13-19, 2:35 for 20-49, and 6:55 for ages 50+. And then, it has an address down here," Hermione finished, pointing at the paper.
"Um, why did you tell us this?" Ron asked.
"So we could try it out," Ginny said as if it were obvious, which it was.
"I don't want to learn how to dance," Ron said, looking to Harry for help.
"I heard that there was an end of school dance in the 7th year, and it'd be nice to be able to dance instead of sit there like a loser," Harry offered.
"Yea," said Ron, "but I haven't even got a galleon."
"Me either," replied Ginny.
"Well, I can pay for you, Ginny, and we can go as a couple," Harry said, then looked at Hermione.
"I'll pay for you Ron, and we'll go together," Hermione offered.
"Well, alright," said Ron, coloring in the face a little.
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I can't believe I'm dong this. Harry, Hermione, and Ginny woke me up at 8:30 this morning, and told me to get dressed because we were going at 9:30. When I complained that I still had an hour, Ginny said that I needed an hour to get ready and eat. And, when I asked what we were going to do at Diagon Alley for 45 min., they just glared at me, so I got up.
I got dressed (15 minutes) and went down to eat (30 minutes), and then we had 15 minutes to wait while Hermione ran around like a crazy bat trying to find who knows what. When we arrived at Diagon Alley, we still had about 45 minutes left to do what ever we felt like.
First we went to Gringotts to get some money, and then we got some ice cream, and stopped just about everywhere else. Now we are standing in front of Helga Romeraze's studio about to go in. What am I doing?
A/N: Hey Yall! This is my first fan fic. I would really really like it if you would review. Please? Any way, if you don't like it tough. And, if I have spelt any of the names wrong, would you please tell me so that I can fix it? Thanx tons!
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The Ad
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There was a month of summer break left, and Harry and Hermione had come to enjoy it with the Weasley family. Harry and Ron were in the middle of a game of Wizard's Chess, and Hermione and Ginny were looking through that morning's edition of the Daily Prophet.
Ron's knight had just gotten hold of Harry's bishop, when Hermione exclaimed, "Listen to this you guys." Ron and Harry looked up at her, and she started.
"Helga Romeraze is teaching dancing lessons in her studio for couples that would like to learn. The lessons start on Monday, August 3, and continue every week day for three weeks. The cost per couple is five galleons a week. The hour long lessons are at these times: 10:15 for ages 13-19, 2:35 for 20-49, and 6:55 for ages 50+. And then, it has an address down here," Hermione finished, pointing at the paper.
"Um, why did you tell us this?" Ron asked.
"So we could try it out," Ginny said as if it were obvious, which it was.
"I don't want to learn how to dance," Ron said, looking to Harry for help.
"I heard that there was an end of school dance in the 7th year, and it'd be nice to be able to dance instead of sit there like a loser," Harry offered.
"Yea," said Ron, "but I haven't even got a galleon."
"Me either," replied Ginny.
"Well, I can pay for you, Ginny, and we can go as a couple," Harry said, then looked at Hermione.
"I'll pay for you Ron, and we'll go together," Hermione offered.
"Well, alright," said Ron, coloring in the face a little.
RW ~ ~ ~ ~
I can't believe I'm dong this. Harry, Hermione, and Ginny woke me up at 8:30 this morning, and told me to get dressed because we were going at 9:30. When I complained that I still had an hour, Ginny said that I needed an hour to get ready and eat. And, when I asked what we were going to do at Diagon Alley for 45 min., they just glared at me, so I got up.
I got dressed (15 minutes) and went down to eat (30 minutes), and then we had 15 minutes to wait while Hermione ran around like a crazy bat trying to find who knows what. When we arrived at Diagon Alley, we still had about 45 minutes left to do what ever we felt like.
First we went to Gringotts to get some money, and then we got some ice cream, and stopped just about everywhere else. Now we are standing in front of Helga Romeraze's studio about to go in. What am I doing?