So many adventures couldn't happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams swinging out of the blue
left to come true
Forever young,I want to be forever young,
Do you really want to live forever
forever, forever

Alphaville Forever Young & made even more popular by Youth Group :)

She handed in money as they stood at the door.

Harry put the money in his pocket as they headed down the street.

"Bye, Elizabeth!" they said.

Elizabeth stood at the door and waved, her face spread with a smile.

"Sooo….how do you like it in the 1700's?" Harry asked.

"It's really a great learning experience. Instead of going to a museum or reading out of a textbook, we get to live it! This is great!" Hermione enthusiastically said.

"Yeah," Harry said. "Except for the fact that people die young and vaccines aren't made yet. Oh and did you know that we're in a war right now?"

Hermione thought for a second. "Is the Battle of Trafalgar close to happening?"

"No," Harry said, "but you were…somewhat…close."

She thought some more for a moment. "I know, the American Revolution. And that's why she asked if we were related to General Thomas Gage."

"Yeah, and if anyone asks, I'm enlisted and on a 'break'."

They continued to walk down the street for about half a mile until they spotted a log building.

"This must be it," Harry said, looking up at the place. There was a sign above the wooden door that read, "Ed's Foods"

"How original," Hermione muttered.

They trudged into the building. "Wow, a really 18th century store," Hermione whispered. "This is really cool."

To a shopper, it really wasn't that interesting. But to someone who was so used cheetos, ice cream, and other high-fat foods, it was actually quite nice. There were fruits and vegetables, breads, and other various items on wooden tables located around the store. There was even some treats for the kids.

Hermione looked at the list. "Hmm, she wants a half a kilogram of flour." She read to Harry. Harry around the store and located the flour. Hermione read off the list as Harry found the items. It only took them about fifteen minutes since Elizabeth's list wasn't long. Handing what Harry assumed was "Ed" the money, he asked Hermione what she wanted to do next. "I think we should walk around town." She said. "Just not too far." She smiled at Harry.

"I think that's a good plan." Harry grabbed the groceries and walked out the door.

"We should have gotten the groceries last," Hermione stated. "Then we wouldn't have had to lag this stuff around."

"I'll run it back to Elizabeth's house. You wait here." Harry told Hermione. "And promise you won't leave." He commanded. "I couldn't bear to lose you."

"I'll stay here." Hermione promised.

Harry adjusted the groceries so he could run easily. He started off. "See you soon!" he yelled. Hermione smiled slightly. She watched his form run down the road until she couldn't see him anymore.

She had to admit she didn't really mind being here with Harry. As much as he hated to say it, he liked being away from all the stress of school (she did have NEWTS soon), and friends (what was with Ron anyway? How come he never told them about Luna?) Also, Harry, he seemed to be getting better looking everyday. Hermione loved the way his bright green eyes seemed to highlight in the sun. And, god, did he have some abs.

"Now who is this pretty lady?" Hermione turned around. An obese, scraggly man was looking at her. He had brown hair and dull, grey eyes.

"Uhh...my name's Hermione." Hermione said apprehensively. "Darn," Hermione thought. "I should have used a fake name."

"And what are you doing here?" He asked in a mock-sweet voice. Hermione looked down and saw that the buttons that held his shirt together were bulging. Hermione scrunched her face in disgust.

"Nothing…just waiting for my husband to come out of the store."

"Oh- mind if I wait with you?" he asked nonchalantly.

"NO!" she shouted suddenly. "Uh- what I mean is that I'm fine."

"No, someone as pretty as you shouldn't be left alone." The man snatched her and hugged her close. Hermione turned her head away. His breath was rancid. "Did people even brush their teeth in these days?" Hermione wondered.

The man's grip on her was getting tighter. "Will you please let go?" Hermione gasped. To her surprise, his grip loosened a bit until he was just holding onto her wrist. Hermione took this opportunity to use her other hand and punch him square in the nose. The man let out a rumble from deep within his throat and lunged at her, knocking her to the ground. He grabbed her by the neck and threw her in a empty carriage nearby. She immediately began to pound on the windows, screaming "Help me! Someone help me!" She saw one look of his appalling face before blacking out.