The Misadventures of a Variety of Harry Potter Characters, and a Stuffed Unicorn Named Ted: Chapter Two

"Okay," said Ginny, "all you have to do is cut this rope, and the anvil will swing into this annoying stubborn wall, and break it!"

Hermione frowned.

"How'd that anvil get there?" She asked, wrinkling her forehead.

"Didn't you know? I always carry an anvil with me!" Ginny chirped, prancing about like a rabid kangaroo.

"Okay, ladies… Stand back." Ron said, simply oozing masculinity. "I'll cut the rope."

As the girls stepped back, Ron felt in his pocket for Steve, his machete, and then looked up at Ginny and Hermione with an expression of pure horror.

"STEVE'S GONE!" He wailed. "I just had him! I know I did!" He began to sob uncontrollably. "And now… I've lost him!"

Hermione hugged Ron consolingly.

"It's okay," she said soothingly, while shooting Ginny exasperated looks. "Shh… shh… it's okay."'

Ron finally stopped crying, and Hermione released him slowly. He curled up into a ball, and began rocking back and forth, mumbling "Steve… machete… lost…"

Ginny and Hermione rolled their eyes in unison.

"Do you think he'll be okay?" Ginny whispered as Ron began spinning in circles.

"He'll be fine." Ginny shrugged dismissively. Hermione frowned. Ron did not seem 'fine' to her… Ginny whacked her on the head with a ski mask. Hermione smiled slyly, and pulled it on over her unruly hair. The two girls picked Ton up, carried him over to a dumpster, and dropped him in.

"It's just until we get back, Ron." Ginny cackled, pulling a pair of scissors from her pocket, and handed them to Hermione, who then… CUT THE ROPE!

The two girls sung through the air with the greatest of ease, the something and something on their greatest trapeze. Hermione and Ginny let of the rope, and toppled through the anvil-created-hole-in-the-wall and landed gracefully in Gringotts. Well, actually, Hermione landed gracefully… and Ginny promptly fell on her face.

"I'm okay!" She chirped. At least, that what Hermione thought she said, seeing as it was rather hard to tell what Ginny had said since she was speaking to the floor. She might have said "Purple bunnies are taking over the world, warn your friends", but that seemed rather unlikely. But then again, it was rather hard to tell with Ginny… Hermione shrugged the phrase off, and turned to survey the room. She gasped. There, sitting of a golden pedestal inlaid with jewels, was Steve the Machete.

Ron was sitting in the dumpster, wailing and lamenting the loss of Steve. Suddenly, he saw an ice cream sandwich! He squealed like a five-year-old girl in a pink tutu. He snatched up the ice cream, and devoured it in two seconds flat. H smacked his lips, and began hunting for more frozen treats. He squealed again when he saw a Swiss Army Pocket Knife.

"Yay!" he squealed joyfully. "I'm going to call you Bob!"

He gave the knife a hug, and tenderly wrapped it in the ice cream sandwich wrapper. Suddenly, Steve flew into the dumpster. Ron let out a girlish giggle, and grabbed Steve up in a manly embrace.

"Steve!" I have a new buddy! Wanna meet him?!"

Ron gently shook the badly wrapped pocket knife.

"Bob? Bob?! Bob!!" The package came unwrapped from Ron's incessant poking. "Oh!" he squealed. "You're awake! Meet Steve!"
Ron shook the two knives as though they were waving at each other.

"Let's have a tea party!" Luke squeaked enthusiastically, trying to give the Swiss Army Knife a voice.

"Yeah." Ron said in a deep voice, this time waving Steve. Luke began to fish around in the dumpster, clearly searching for a tea set.

Ginny and Hermione were watching Ron and Steve's reunion from the hole in the wall.

"Come on, we're not in the vault yet." Said Ginny, attempting to drown out Ron's girlish giggles and squeals

Hermione ignored her, watching Ron with a smile on her face.

"Aw… he's so cute!" She sighed dreamily.

Ginny rolled her eyes, and dragged Hermione away from the hole.

Yes... well. I hope you still like it... especially after I made this chapter so short... Please review!