Way Back When…
Disclaimer: okies...guess what…sorry to disappoint all of you out there but I'm not JK Rowling. I know you were really hoping for it but sorry not her. These are based on her characters. Thank you.
Chapter One: Return To Hogwarts
Memories. Memories. Too many memories. Walking down the familiar streets of Hogsmead. It's been ten years since he was last here. Ten years since he had seen his best friends. He hadn't talked to them in so long. One of them had gone off to be an Auror; the other had gone off to be whatever her heart desired. Now if you're wondering who I'm talking about let me give you a hint. His humor is legendary; his hair is his trademark, as are his freckles. If you don't know who I'm talking about by now, I'll tell you. Ronald Weasley, a now professional Keeper. Ron walked down the streets, glancing at the familiar stores that he visited when he was younger. He looked at his reflection in the window, His hair now hung past his cerulean eyes; it covered his freckles a little. As he continued down the street a few younger students gave him shocked looks, a few asked him for his autograph. He learned to always carry a pen with him. Ron began to reminisce on his memories of this old place. The Joke shop was still up and running, the sweet shop was being piled into; The Shrieking Shack was ghostly as ever. Ron smiled as he remembered back to his years in Hogwarts. Ron glanced around looking down the street, the tea shop, Hogshead; His eyes came upon The Three Broomsticks. A smile crept across his face. He approached the Three Broomsticks and press open the swing-back doors.
The Three Broomsticks that he went to as a child was just as he remembered it. It smelled the same, even looked the same. Ron walked in embracing the welcoming smell and atmosphere. He got a few crazy looks from other students; some just stared at him in awe. Ron smirked and sat at the bar, Smiling he looked around, The Broomsticks was under new management. Smiling again.
"Can I Get a Butterbeer Please?"
Taking a sip of his Butterbeer He glanced around. He had too many memories trapped in this place. He continued glancing around
"Mr. Weasley I presume?"
A female voice said behind him. Ron turned around. A girl with straight brown hair pulled up in a loose knot, brown eyes layered with Mascara and eyeliner, wearing a red shirt and blue skirt with red sling backs. Ron looked the girl over. He nodded lightly and smiled.
"At your service, what can I do for you? Autograph? Interview? What?"
The girl smirked and sat down at the stool next to him. She ordered a Butterbeer and took a sip through her red glossy lips.
"Well I've got your autograph…quite a few times, and an interview? Well that's pointless… I already know all about you"
"Ah a fan eh. Well as you know I'm Ronald Weasley…"
"No….not a fan…."
Ron quirked an eyebrow, and shook his head a little
"Do I know you?"
"You should… I'll give you a clue"
The girl adjusted herself a little and looked at him.
"RON! Are you ever gonna start on your homework?"
As if it was an impulse Ron took a sip of his butterbeer and replied…
"Bloody Hell Get off my case Hermione"
Ron had to double take, finally realizing he smirked and stood up giving her a huge hug.
"HERMIONE???... Oh MY god what are you doing here? How are you doing?"
Hermione laughed and wrapped her arms around Ron's neck hugging him back. She had missed him so. She was now a lot more laidback. She was now a famous idol for Elf rights everywhere. S.P.E.W was now world wide. Hermione was back at Hogwarts for the first time since her 7th year.
"I'm here for the reunion silly, and I'm now an idol for Elf Rights everywhere…"
"So I take it that SPEW has taken off?"
"Its' S.P.E.W thank you and yes it is very successful and has gone world wide. Too bad you quit…you would have got half the profit…"
Hermione shrugged and sat down at the bar. She slipped off her sling-backs and took a sip of her butterbeer. She looked at Ron who shrugged lightly
"Eh… oh well, I'm an aspiring Keeper, and little more mature….a little"
He took a sip of his butterbeer and ruffled his hair.
"Your hairs a little long there Ronald…"
"Nah not that long…" Ron said blowing it up a little.
Ron and Hermione talked for the next three hours. Neither of them has seen Harry since school. Hermione asked how Ginny and the rest of Ron's family were doing. Ron found out that Hermione's parents were now retired from dentistry from the money that she had made.