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are a few miscellaneous items and objects. The plot is owned by myself,
though due credit is given to all those who's work has inspired me. To any
other fan fiction authors out there who spot examples of their work here,
be proud, as I only borrow from the best!
Full thanks goes to my two amazing beta readers, my perfect girlfriend Laura, who points out all my mistakes, and her best friend Sarah, whose contribution I have yet to work out.
A/N - Sorry about the slight delay, writers block, but hopefully I should be able to update more regularly, as I have the next few chapters well planned out, I hope!
The Order of the Light
A Harry Potter Fan Fiction
Chapter Ten - Shopping -
After there resounding defeat of Hufflepuff on Saturday, all the Gryffindors were in high spirits. Harry did not get the chance to talk to Ron about him and Ginny, though he vowed he would be the coming weekend. He needed time alone to shop with Ginny.
The week went by without incident, most people where now aware of, if not used to seeing, Neville's new talent.
Soon it was Thursday evening, and, after the rigours of the Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson earlier that evening, most of the older pupils had gone off to bed along with the younger ones.
Ginny had been dragged off at around nine o'clock by her dormitory mates to have a discussion, probably including a lot of giggling, and Harry suspected he would be a main item of conversation. .
Harry was sitting alone in front of the fire, reading from one of the books on advanced curses and preventions he had purchased from Diagon ally before coming to Hogwarts. He had more books and parchment spread over a table off to one side.
Harry came across a reference to a wizard who had devised a way to help alleviate the effects of the Cruciatus curse, although the book did not mention what the method was, or even what kind of spell, charm or potion was involved.
All that was mentioned was the wizard's name, Jerioco Bivia. Harry paused, Jerioco Bivia, now where have I heard of him. Suddenly it came to him, and he looked over at the table.
There it was, a biography of some of the most powerful, and most obscure, wizards of the last few centuries.
Since it was late, and everyone had gone to bed, Harry summoned the book from the table. He had discovered that with enough practise it was easer to perform spells Wandless then the conventional way.
Harry watched the book float over to him, and when it was close enough; he reached out and plucked it from the air.
He was startled out of his reading when he heard a voice.
"Harry?" he looked up quickly to see Neville standing there. "What did you just do?"
Harry suddenly realised that with that one moment of lax attention, he had caused a whole lot of trouble. He looked up at Neville, and he knew that he was going to have to explain.
"Sit down Neville. This is a long story"
* * * * *
The weekend came around, and soon it was Saturday morning. Most of the students in years three and above where already at breakfast, even though it was only about eight in the morning.
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny came down together and went over to the Gryffindor table.
They ate quickly, before assembling in the entrance hall, where professor McGonagall and professor Flitwick checked the names of the students who where going in to Hogsmead.
They all left though the main doors, in small groups, heading down the long path towards the gates that allowed access to Hogsmead, or to the school, if you are already in the village.
As Harry walked down the path with Ron, Hermione and, of course, Ginny, he went over the conversation he had last night with Ron.
* * * Last night * * *
Harry watched as Ron walked up to their dormitory. Making a quick check of the room he confirmed that the rest of their dormitory partners where still in the common room, and busy.
Dean and Seamus sat at a table doing homework with Lavender and Parvati, while Neville sat in an armchair by the fire reading a book for Herbology.
Harry stood quickly, and followed Ron up to the dormitory. He went through the door and quietly closed it behind him. Ron was sitting on the edge of his bed reading something.
As Harry drew closer he noticed that what Ron was reading looked like a letter, and unless he was mistaken the handwriting was Hermione's.
Ron looked up as Harry's shadow fell over what ever it was he was reading, and when he saw Harry he gave off a slight squeak and pushed the parchment under his pillow.
"Harry, er. Hi."
Harry was not quite sure about what he was going to say, I mean, how do you go about telling your best friend that you want some time alone with his baby sister?
Harry decided that it was probably best if he just got down to the point, so that's what he did.
"Ron, you know that it's a Hogsmead weekend tomorrow?"
Ron just nodded, looking slightly puzzled.
"And you know what professor Dumbledore said? About the ball and everything?"
This time when Ron nodded it was with a slight look of unease, the last ball, during their fourth year, was not a pleasant memory, for either of them.
"Well, Ginny needs new dress robes, and, well I kind of got her to agree to let me buy her some"
Ron looked up sharply. He knew that Harry was very free with his money when it came to his friends, and was not shy about spending money on them, but Ron was more than slightly surprised that Harry had managed to convince Ginny to accept such a gift.
Harry continued, knowing that if he did not finish soon, he may lose his nerve all together and never say what needed to be said.
"Well, if I am to buy her new robes, well, I was wondering if you would mind letting Ginny and myself go off for a time alone tomorrow?"
Ron sat there for a moment thinking about what Harry had just said. After that first day, when he had lost his temper and hit Harry, Ron had tried very hard to allow Ginny and Harry to be together, though that did not stop him from keeping an eye on Ginny, just for her own protection mind you.
It was not that he did not trust Harry, or Ginny, it was just that he knew that the feelings could be hard to control sometimes, and it was his duty as Ginny's older brother, and the only one left at Hogwarts, to keep an eye out to make sure nothing indecent happened.
Harry, seeing the expressions passing across Ron's face, held his breath. He also steeled himself, just in case Ron decided that he needed to take steps to defend Ginny's honour.
Ron looked back up to Harry. "You are just going to buy her new robes?"
Harry was slightly puzzled by the question but answered anyway. "Yeah, just going to go to that robe store that professor Dumbledore mentioned in Hogsmead"
"And you will both meet up with the rest of us when you are finished?" Ron enquired.
"Yeah, we can meet you in the Three Broomsticks or something."
Ron considered this before finally nodding his head.
"Yeah, its ok. As long as you promise not to do anything, inappropriate."
Harry was more then just slightly stunned by the last part of what Ron said, and Ron, seeing this, quickly added,
"Not that I don't trust you or anything, its just, you know"
Harry smiled grimly, "yeah, I guess I do, I promise"
Ron nodded, and then Harry turned and left, to go tell Ginny the good news. That they would have time together to get her new robes.
* * * Back to the Present * * *
As they all headed into the village, Harry spotted the robe store. Deciding to get Ginny's new robes first thing, as he did not know how long it might take, Harry excused Ginny and himself and agreed to meet Ron and Hermione in the Three Broomsticks later for lunch.
Harry and Ginny entered the robe store, to be greeted by a middle-aged witch.
"Hello my dears, here for robes for the school dance?"
It was Harry who answered. "Yes, we are here to buy new robes for Ginny."
The witch smiled and nodded, before taking a close look at Ginny. She was about to make a suggestion when Ginny broke in.
"Nothing too fancy, and not too expensive, if you don't mind"
The friendly witch was a little surprised by this, but when she looked to Harry and saw the glint of mischief in his eyes she simply nodded and lead Ginny over to a rack, were several different dress robes where hanging.
After trying on several robes of varying styles, and getting Harry to give his opinion on each, Ginny finally decided on a pair that where a mid green, and not too bad a fit.
Also, Harry said that they looked quite good on her, which more or less decided it for Ginny.
"Well, they will need a little adjusting" the serving witch said, "let me just take some measurements."
As the witch was measuring Ginny, Harry walked over to a section where there were a few pairs of dress robes hanging up.
Harry had already realised that these were the best sets in the store, and the finest robes he had seen. Let alone the most expensive.
"Ginny" Harry called, "what do you think of these?"
Ginny looked up and her eyes widened at what Harry was looking at. "They are beautiful, but way to expensive"
Harry just nodded, before picking up a pair of lavender robes and showing them to Ginny
"How would you like to wear these?"
Ginny looked at Harry as if he were mad. "I can't wear them! They would clash with my hair! Have you no fashion sense?"
Harry grinned and asked, "So which would you wear? If you could?"
Ginny sighed; before looking around, "I wouldn't, because they are all too expensive" but Harry saw her eyes linger on a pair of pale cream robes.
The witch stood then, breaking the two out of their trance. "All done" she announced.
Harry nodded. "Ginny, why don't you go and find Hermione and Ron while I settle the bill. We would not want you brother to worry about us"
Ginny grinned at this comment, before nodding, giving Harry a quick kiss on the check, and dashing out the door.
The witch stood, and looked closely at Harry. "You are quite a devious man Mister Potter. Most men would not be able to do what you just did."
Harry simply grinned at her, and she resumed.
"So, which pair is it to be?"
"That cream set there if you please."
"Ah, it seems as if both you and the young lady have very good taste."
She walked over and picked up the robes. "They will need adjusting, but it should not be a problem" she looked at the price label, and let out a slow whistle.
"These are not cheep robes Mister Potter, and she put the label down on the counter. But as a favour to you, I will adjust them, wrap them, and have them delivered for Christmas morning at no extra charge."
"Thank you very much!" Harry said. He looked at the price ticket.
"Wow, two hundred Galleons. You are right, they are not cheep, but it is most defiantly worth it." Harry wrote out a check, giving the shop the permission they needed to take the two hundred Galleons from Harry's account at Gringotts.
"Thank you very much Mister Potter. I hope that she will like the surprise she will get when she opens them."
"So do I" Harry said. The Witch just smiled at this comment.
Harry said thank you to the witch, and left the store. He looked at his watch, and noticing that it was about lunchtime, he headed off to find his three friends.
Harry found them heading towards the Three Broomsticks. Ron was hand in hand with Hermione, and they were discussing the books that Hermione had obviously brought.
The four of them entered the Three Broomsticks and Harry turned to his friends.
"How bout lunch?"
Hermione looked a bit sad as she said,
"You three go ahead, I don't have enough money left for anything."
Harry laughed, much to Hermione's displeasure.
"That's ok Hermione, its on me anyway" and before they could object, Harry sent the three of them to hold a table in one of the window bays.
Harry stood at the bar while he waited for Madam Rosmerta to finish severing the others waiting. She finally came round to him.
"Hello Harry dear, now what can I get for you?"
"Hello Madam Rosmerta, could we have sandwiches and butter beer for four please?"
"Certainly, they should be but a moment, I will bring them over to you when they are ready."
Harry said his thanks, handed over the money to pay for it, and went and sat with his friends.
When he sat down, Ron piped up. "So where are these dress robes then?"
Ginny answered before Harry could. "They needed a little adjusting"
"Yes, the serving witch said that she would have them delivered up to the school for me, but she said that they will probably come for Christmas morning, as she probably has lots of pupils wanting new robes." Harry added.
A few minutes later Madam Rosmerta brought over a tray with four mugs of butter bear and a silver tray heaped full of sandwiches.
She set them down on the table, smiling all the while, and then just before she left, she slipped a small bottle out of her sleeve, and dropped it into Harry's lap with a wink. Harry examined the bottle to discover that Madam Rosmerta had slipped him a quarter bottle of Bragon's Wizard Liquor, of which Harry was rather fond.
Though she was not supposed to serve the students anything stronger than butter beer, Madam Rosmerta had a soft spot for Harry.
After discovering early on last year about Harry's problems, had allowed him to drown them out in the Three Broomsticks, where she could keep an eye on him, and as such had discovered his love of Bragon's Wizard Liquor.
Harry shot an appreciative smile at Madam Rosmerta, who was back behind the bar, before slipping the bottle into his bag, where he could save it for a special occasion.
The four friends ate there lunch, while discussing lighthearted topics. When they had finished, they left the Three Broomsticks to continue the rest of there shopping.
They all spent a fair amount of time in Honeydukes, and came away with there bags considerably heavier and there purses lighter.
Ginny and Hermione waited outside Zonko's while Ron and Harry browsed the store, and, much to Hermione's displeasure, brought a few tricks, most of which were carrying the stamp of Weasley's' Wizard Wheezes.
Fred and George had not wasted a single Knut of the money that Harry had gifted to them at the end of his fourth year.
Their jokes had taken off like the preverbal rocket, and where now seen in most respectable joke shops across the country, and even a fair few on the continent.
Once they had all finished there shopping, they headed back to the school.
Harry could not wait to Christmas, he was anxious to see Ginny's reaction when she opened her Christmas present, and even more so to see her in the robes.
That evening, after once again being dragged to bed by Ron before he and Ginny could kiss each other good night, Harry lay in his bed, thinking to his beautiful red headed girlfriend, whom he had not yet managed to kiss, and how she would look at the Yule ball.
Harry fell asleep with a smile on his face that night.
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A/N - Well, not long till Harry has Christmas, and maybe Harry's and Ginny's first kiss, so no more moaning :-)
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Wquad - wow, that's a lot of smiles, you must really enjoy my story. If you have any suggestions, I would love to hear them, I am always open to creative comments.
Kyrol - I like that idea, maybe you will see Harry drag Hermione away, we will see what happens. But you are getting onto something with the idea of family, so watch this space to see what happens.
X13 - thank you. Maybe I will write more Quidditch? If anyone thinks there should be more, let me know, or let me know if you think there should be no more. By the way, what happened to your story? I went to read it and discovered that it had vanished!
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Please review! After the time an author takes to write the story, what a few minutes to review?
Full thanks goes to my two amazing beta readers, my perfect girlfriend Laura, who points out all my mistakes, and her best friend Sarah, whose contribution I have yet to work out.
A/N - Sorry about the slight delay, writers block, but hopefully I should be able to update more regularly, as I have the next few chapters well planned out, I hope!
The Order of the Light
A Harry Potter Fan Fiction
Chapter Ten - Shopping -
After there resounding defeat of Hufflepuff on Saturday, all the Gryffindors were in high spirits. Harry did not get the chance to talk to Ron about him and Ginny, though he vowed he would be the coming weekend. He needed time alone to shop with Ginny.
The week went by without incident, most people where now aware of, if not used to seeing, Neville's new talent.
Soon it was Thursday evening, and, after the rigours of the Advanced Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson earlier that evening, most of the older pupils had gone off to bed along with the younger ones.
Ginny had been dragged off at around nine o'clock by her dormitory mates to have a discussion, probably including a lot of giggling, and Harry suspected he would be a main item of conversation. .
Harry was sitting alone in front of the fire, reading from one of the books on advanced curses and preventions he had purchased from Diagon ally before coming to Hogwarts. He had more books and parchment spread over a table off to one side.
Harry came across a reference to a wizard who had devised a way to help alleviate the effects of the Cruciatus curse, although the book did not mention what the method was, or even what kind of spell, charm or potion was involved.
All that was mentioned was the wizard's name, Jerioco Bivia. Harry paused, Jerioco Bivia, now where have I heard of him. Suddenly it came to him, and he looked over at the table.
There it was, a biography of some of the most powerful, and most obscure, wizards of the last few centuries.
Since it was late, and everyone had gone to bed, Harry summoned the book from the table. He had discovered that with enough practise it was easer to perform spells Wandless then the conventional way.
Harry watched the book float over to him, and when it was close enough; he reached out and plucked it from the air.
He was startled out of his reading when he heard a voice.
"Harry?" he looked up quickly to see Neville standing there. "What did you just do?"
Harry suddenly realised that with that one moment of lax attention, he had caused a whole lot of trouble. He looked up at Neville, and he knew that he was going to have to explain.
"Sit down Neville. This is a long story"
* * * * *
The weekend came around, and soon it was Saturday morning. Most of the students in years three and above where already at breakfast, even though it was only about eight in the morning.
Harry, Ron, Hermione and Ginny came down together and went over to the Gryffindor table.
They ate quickly, before assembling in the entrance hall, where professor McGonagall and professor Flitwick checked the names of the students who where going in to Hogsmead.
They all left though the main doors, in small groups, heading down the long path towards the gates that allowed access to Hogsmead, or to the school, if you are already in the village.
As Harry walked down the path with Ron, Hermione and, of course, Ginny, he went over the conversation he had last night with Ron.
* * * Last night * * *
Harry watched as Ron walked up to their dormitory. Making a quick check of the room he confirmed that the rest of their dormitory partners where still in the common room, and busy.
Dean and Seamus sat at a table doing homework with Lavender and Parvati, while Neville sat in an armchair by the fire reading a book for Herbology.
Harry stood quickly, and followed Ron up to the dormitory. He went through the door and quietly closed it behind him. Ron was sitting on the edge of his bed reading something.
As Harry drew closer he noticed that what Ron was reading looked like a letter, and unless he was mistaken the handwriting was Hermione's.
Ron looked up as Harry's shadow fell over what ever it was he was reading, and when he saw Harry he gave off a slight squeak and pushed the parchment under his pillow.
"Harry, er. Hi."
Harry was not quite sure about what he was going to say, I mean, how do you go about telling your best friend that you want some time alone with his baby sister?
Harry decided that it was probably best if he just got down to the point, so that's what he did.
"Ron, you know that it's a Hogsmead weekend tomorrow?"
Ron just nodded, looking slightly puzzled.
"And you know what professor Dumbledore said? About the ball and everything?"
This time when Ron nodded it was with a slight look of unease, the last ball, during their fourth year, was not a pleasant memory, for either of them.
"Well, Ginny needs new dress robes, and, well I kind of got her to agree to let me buy her some"
Ron looked up sharply. He knew that Harry was very free with his money when it came to his friends, and was not shy about spending money on them, but Ron was more than slightly surprised that Harry had managed to convince Ginny to accept such a gift.
Harry continued, knowing that if he did not finish soon, he may lose his nerve all together and never say what needed to be said.
"Well, if I am to buy her new robes, well, I was wondering if you would mind letting Ginny and myself go off for a time alone tomorrow?"
Ron sat there for a moment thinking about what Harry had just said. After that first day, when he had lost his temper and hit Harry, Ron had tried very hard to allow Ginny and Harry to be together, though that did not stop him from keeping an eye on Ginny, just for her own protection mind you.
It was not that he did not trust Harry, or Ginny, it was just that he knew that the feelings could be hard to control sometimes, and it was his duty as Ginny's older brother, and the only one left at Hogwarts, to keep an eye out to make sure nothing indecent happened.
Harry, seeing the expressions passing across Ron's face, held his breath. He also steeled himself, just in case Ron decided that he needed to take steps to defend Ginny's honour.
Ron looked back up to Harry. "You are just going to buy her new robes?"
Harry was slightly puzzled by the question but answered anyway. "Yeah, just going to go to that robe store that professor Dumbledore mentioned in Hogsmead"
"And you will both meet up with the rest of us when you are finished?" Ron enquired.
"Yeah, we can meet you in the Three Broomsticks or something."
Ron considered this before finally nodding his head.
"Yeah, its ok. As long as you promise not to do anything, inappropriate."
Harry was more then just slightly stunned by the last part of what Ron said, and Ron, seeing this, quickly added,
"Not that I don't trust you or anything, its just, you know"
Harry smiled grimly, "yeah, I guess I do, I promise"
Ron nodded, and then Harry turned and left, to go tell Ginny the good news. That they would have time together to get her new robes.
* * * Back to the Present * * *
As they all headed into the village, Harry spotted the robe store. Deciding to get Ginny's new robes first thing, as he did not know how long it might take, Harry excused Ginny and himself and agreed to meet Ron and Hermione in the Three Broomsticks later for lunch.
Harry and Ginny entered the robe store, to be greeted by a middle-aged witch.
"Hello my dears, here for robes for the school dance?"
It was Harry who answered. "Yes, we are here to buy new robes for Ginny."
The witch smiled and nodded, before taking a close look at Ginny. She was about to make a suggestion when Ginny broke in.
"Nothing too fancy, and not too expensive, if you don't mind"
The friendly witch was a little surprised by this, but when she looked to Harry and saw the glint of mischief in his eyes she simply nodded and lead Ginny over to a rack, were several different dress robes where hanging.
After trying on several robes of varying styles, and getting Harry to give his opinion on each, Ginny finally decided on a pair that where a mid green, and not too bad a fit.
Also, Harry said that they looked quite good on her, which more or less decided it for Ginny.
"Well, they will need a little adjusting" the serving witch said, "let me just take some measurements."
As the witch was measuring Ginny, Harry walked over to a section where there were a few pairs of dress robes hanging up.
Harry had already realised that these were the best sets in the store, and the finest robes he had seen. Let alone the most expensive.
"Ginny" Harry called, "what do you think of these?"
Ginny looked up and her eyes widened at what Harry was looking at. "They are beautiful, but way to expensive"
Harry just nodded, before picking up a pair of lavender robes and showing them to Ginny
"How would you like to wear these?"
Ginny looked at Harry as if he were mad. "I can't wear them! They would clash with my hair! Have you no fashion sense?"
Harry grinned and asked, "So which would you wear? If you could?"
Ginny sighed; before looking around, "I wouldn't, because they are all too expensive" but Harry saw her eyes linger on a pair of pale cream robes.
The witch stood then, breaking the two out of their trance. "All done" she announced.
Harry nodded. "Ginny, why don't you go and find Hermione and Ron while I settle the bill. We would not want you brother to worry about us"
Ginny grinned at this comment, before nodding, giving Harry a quick kiss on the check, and dashing out the door.
The witch stood, and looked closely at Harry. "You are quite a devious man Mister Potter. Most men would not be able to do what you just did."
Harry simply grinned at her, and she resumed.
"So, which pair is it to be?"
"That cream set there if you please."
"Ah, it seems as if both you and the young lady have very good taste."
She walked over and picked up the robes. "They will need adjusting, but it should not be a problem" she looked at the price label, and let out a slow whistle.
"These are not cheep robes Mister Potter, and she put the label down on the counter. But as a favour to you, I will adjust them, wrap them, and have them delivered for Christmas morning at no extra charge."
"Thank you very much!" Harry said. He looked at the price ticket.
"Wow, two hundred Galleons. You are right, they are not cheep, but it is most defiantly worth it." Harry wrote out a check, giving the shop the permission they needed to take the two hundred Galleons from Harry's account at Gringotts.
"Thank you very much Mister Potter. I hope that she will like the surprise she will get when she opens them."
"So do I" Harry said. The Witch just smiled at this comment.
Harry said thank you to the witch, and left the store. He looked at his watch, and noticing that it was about lunchtime, he headed off to find his three friends.
Harry found them heading towards the Three Broomsticks. Ron was hand in hand with Hermione, and they were discussing the books that Hermione had obviously brought.
The four of them entered the Three Broomsticks and Harry turned to his friends.
"How bout lunch?"
Hermione looked a bit sad as she said,
"You three go ahead, I don't have enough money left for anything."
Harry laughed, much to Hermione's displeasure.
"That's ok Hermione, its on me anyway" and before they could object, Harry sent the three of them to hold a table in one of the window bays.
Harry stood at the bar while he waited for Madam Rosmerta to finish severing the others waiting. She finally came round to him.
"Hello Harry dear, now what can I get for you?"
"Hello Madam Rosmerta, could we have sandwiches and butter beer for four please?"
"Certainly, they should be but a moment, I will bring them over to you when they are ready."
Harry said his thanks, handed over the money to pay for it, and went and sat with his friends.
When he sat down, Ron piped up. "So where are these dress robes then?"
Ginny answered before Harry could. "They needed a little adjusting"
"Yes, the serving witch said that she would have them delivered up to the school for me, but she said that they will probably come for Christmas morning, as she probably has lots of pupils wanting new robes." Harry added.
A few minutes later Madam Rosmerta brought over a tray with four mugs of butter bear and a silver tray heaped full of sandwiches.
She set them down on the table, smiling all the while, and then just before she left, she slipped a small bottle out of her sleeve, and dropped it into Harry's lap with a wink. Harry examined the bottle to discover that Madam Rosmerta had slipped him a quarter bottle of Bragon's Wizard Liquor, of which Harry was rather fond.
Though she was not supposed to serve the students anything stronger than butter beer, Madam Rosmerta had a soft spot for Harry.
After discovering early on last year about Harry's problems, had allowed him to drown them out in the Three Broomsticks, where she could keep an eye on him, and as such had discovered his love of Bragon's Wizard Liquor.
Harry shot an appreciative smile at Madam Rosmerta, who was back behind the bar, before slipping the bottle into his bag, where he could save it for a special occasion.
The four friends ate there lunch, while discussing lighthearted topics. When they had finished, they left the Three Broomsticks to continue the rest of there shopping.
They all spent a fair amount of time in Honeydukes, and came away with there bags considerably heavier and there purses lighter.
Ginny and Hermione waited outside Zonko's while Ron and Harry browsed the store, and, much to Hermione's displeasure, brought a few tricks, most of which were carrying the stamp of Weasley's' Wizard Wheezes.
Fred and George had not wasted a single Knut of the money that Harry had gifted to them at the end of his fourth year.
Their jokes had taken off like the preverbal rocket, and where now seen in most respectable joke shops across the country, and even a fair few on the continent.
Once they had all finished there shopping, they headed back to the school.
Harry could not wait to Christmas, he was anxious to see Ginny's reaction when she opened her Christmas present, and even more so to see her in the robes.
That evening, after once again being dragged to bed by Ron before he and Ginny could kiss each other good night, Harry lay in his bed, thinking to his beautiful red headed girlfriend, whom he had not yet managed to kiss, and how she would look at the Yule ball.
Harry fell asleep with a smile on his face that night.
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A/N - Well, not long till Harry has Christmas, and maybe Harry's and Ginny's first kiss, so no more moaning :-)
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Wquad - wow, that's a lot of smiles, you must really enjoy my story. If you have any suggestions, I would love to hear them, I am always open to creative comments.
Kyrol - I like that idea, maybe you will see Harry drag Hermione away, we will see what happens. But you are getting onto something with the idea of family, so watch this space to see what happens.
X13 - thank you. Maybe I will write more Quidditch? If anyone thinks there should be more, let me know, or let me know if you think there should be no more. By the way, what happened to your story? I went to read it and discovered that it had vanished!
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Please review! After the time an author takes to write the story, what a few minutes to review?