Chapter 29

It was like being in the Fort but there were things that weren't right, weird animal, floating objects. Some of the buildings didn't even make sense, like that one shouldn't have been able to stand. It was a tall building with the words "Weasley Wizard Wheezes" and it was exploding in different places. Trick bombs, little flying creature, the most basis description I can give about this building is "loud".

"Wait Weasley? Is that The Weasley? The wizards in your year?" I asked dad.

"Yep I was in the same year as the famous Ron Weasley. I never really met him or his side kicks Harry and Hermione but I did get the chance to watch them save the school once, and seen a few of their games. I was never good enough to get on the Revanclaw Quidditch Team unfortunately."

He went on for a while longer on memory lane, but we couldn't hold it in any longer we ran straight in. Kaleb didn't know why I was so excited, but seeing all the weird and fun things in there he was getting excited too. We kind of felt out of place there were a lot of kids wearing clocks and pointy hats, but then there were the few normal kids too. Kaleb found some Ton-Tongue Toffees which I guess were supposed to make your tongue grow. Why anyone would want that I have no idea?

"Hey what's this?" I asked Kaleb who was looking at something else.

I held up a weird thing with cymbals, trumpet, whistles, and little marching legs.

"It's called a decoy detonator." said a female employee her name tag read Verity."It runs off in a direction and it makes loads of noise so you can run off and do something else without anyone noticing you." I wander off down the shelf to something that looked like dragon fire.

"What about this?" Kaleb said showing her a crazy pointed hat.

"That's a shield charm hat, when you put it on before a dual it well block most basic charms and curses, without you lifting your wand." Varity said with a smile.

"What about a normal fireball?" asked Kaleb and without thinking he summoned a blazing fire ball in his hand, while his fire stone in the wolf shaped necklace glowed bright red.

"How did you…" but she never finished her question because I tackled Kaleb to the ground cutting off his concentration and the ball of fire. As we were falling to the ground we bumped into a basket of decoy detonators and they sure as hell did their part. Beeping, honking, spitting out black smoke, running around, slamming their little cymbals together and more or less causing world war three.

"What were you thinking?" I whispered to him while he was on the ground.

We took our chance to run, jumping through a dark cloud and running behind some shelves, but we didn't stop until we were in the back of the shop breathing hard. Kaleb kept on saying sorry; we heard a bunch of girls giggling over some pink potions. I heard one of the girls say, "How much do I put in his tea and does it matter if it's hot?" then there was a bunch more giggling.

"I thought it might help when I'm fighting in the net. There are so many people you have to look out for, and having one of those hats would be awesome."

"We are supposed to keep our world secret from wizards. This was a bad idea, we should have never come here." I said in anger. My Dad had told me so many stories about his school, while mom hadn't told me anything. I had grown up wishing to go to Hogwarts and now I couldn't even walk through their streets, it was so unfair.

We sat there, waiting for the commotion near the front door to calm down. Kaleb finally stopped his apologize and we sat there in silence. My mind fluttered up to the castle my dad had loved so much. Moving and talking paintings, the old grumpy care taker Agrus Flich, Hagrid the lovable half giant, and most of all quidicth the only game I might be good at and I would never find out.

"Help Help! My head, where's my head?" A tall man was bumping into things, tripping over his own feet, all the while making his way to us.

At first I was surprised and then remembered that this was magic and the headless guy obviously had a mouth otherwise we would still be sitting in silence. I fell back into my dark mood while Kaleb smiled at the fool.

"Nothing really? No screams, no looking for my head, aren't you scared?" the headless man asked us.

"No but it was funny" Kaleb said trying to lighten the mood.

"Well maybe all's not lost. What you boys doing back here anyway?" he said, and then he sat on a thick blue box that rattled when he put his weight on it.

"Nothing" I said, quickly.

"Na uh uh, I know that answer, my daughter gives me that all the time. I will not be fooled by you." He placed his elbow on his knee and placed an invisible head on his open hand. "I know! One of you scared my employee with a magic trick, and now are waiting until your father comes to get you." he finished with a dramatic point at me.

"Well done." I said dryly.

"So what school do you come from?"

"Hogwarts!" I blurted out before Kaleb could give an answer.

"Rrright" the headless man replied. "And what house are you two from?"

"Gryffindor" I replied more calmly.

"Really the same house as Rose, what's your names maybe she knows you." he said with a smile.

"Griphith, and Kaleb" I said pointing at Kaleb. This was going badly, but maybe if I stuck to my story I could keep our world a secret.

"Really? That's the worst name you could possible come up with, try again and be more sure of yourself ." he said crossing his arms.

"What do you mean?" I said completely thrown.

"Griphith from Gryffindor. Come on if you're going to lie do it right."

"I am not lying" I lied.

"Okay pop quiz! How do you get into Gryffindor tower?" he asked.

But I was ready for a trick question like this, "Can't tell you, you might not be a Gryffindor!" and that's when he took off the stupid pink witch hat, and reviled his face. It was the same face on one of my books at home about Hogwarts, that grandma had gotten for me.

"Ronald Bilius Weasley!" I said my mouth falling open.

"Wow full name, five points to Gryffindor, if that's your real house!" said the famous Ron.

I looked down at my leather snow boots and wondered what to say. I wanted to ask him questions but that might included some of his own questions that we can't answer.

"On the seventh floor, behind the fat lady."I said. My Dad had told me that, during his third year, the Gryffindor entrances had been attacked by Sirius Black, and the whole school found out about it.

"I am sorry but we have to go." Those were the hardest words I have ever said, because one of my childhood ideals were standing in front of me.

"What? but we haven't bought anything yet." Kaleb complained.

"It was a mistake to come here. Dad is probably worried." I said trying not to show weakness.

"What's the matter did I say something?"

"No sir you did nothing wrong, were just not supposed to be here." I replied.

"Okay answer me one question before you go. Please it's really important."

"Sure"

"How did you do that if your underage?" he asked Kaleb while lifting his hand as if holding an invisible fireball.

My heart sank, that was one of the worst questions he could have asked, but Kaleb knew what to say, "It's called Flash Paper, it's a sort of muggle magic trick, and my mom taught me." And after a pause he continued. "Griphith's right we really should be going, and sorry about scaring that women earlier. Bye" and with that final word we left Weasley Wizard Wheezes, with nothing to show for it.

We met dad on our way out and I quickly told him what happened and he agreed that it would be better for us to leave; he told us to go back up the street to Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor and gave us some bronze and silver coins that Kaleb had never seen before. As we made our way back up the cobbled street I explained to Kaleb about wizard money, and how they related to each other. We heard the clinking of coins from witches and wizards buying owl treats, spell books, and other supplies.

"Why don't they use the same currency as muggles here? England uses Pounds right?"

"Yeah but I don't understand that very well either. You would have to ask a witch that question." I replied while dodging a massive orange house cat chasing a small rodent.

We stopped by the broom shop so Kaleb could look at all the different kinds; his favorite was the Fire bolt even though it wasn't the fastest. It reminded both of us the first time I had ever made a fire bolt. I had blasted a rock thrown by Mr. Squeaker; I had nearly killed him that very same day.

We continued to the ice-cream shop soon after that. The shop wasn't very busy since most people didn't want ice cream, while it was snowing. We both got a Peppermint Friz, which warmed your body, but cooled your tongue. Sitting at an empty table next to a witch and her kids, I stared on my cone.

The little boy holding a jelly slug pop said, "Mom I want to go to James house, their having a party soon."

The boy's mother had long brown hair, "Dad will be off work soon,"

"But why does he have to work today anyway, were supposed to be on break?" the little boy asked.

"Hugo I have already told you, your uncle George needed a little more help since the Christmas holidays are so busy. Rose can you pass me a napkin?"

I felt like I recognized the women sitting with her children but I couldn't put a name to her. I could only see the back of her head which was covered in brown bushy hair.

"Did she call her Rose?" asked Kaleb.

"Yeah, it's kind of weird, she's like a small Rosé" I replied.

"Except Rosé's hair is darker and she's a Fairy" Kaleb whispered. "Does this world have fairies?"

"I don't know. Probably, I know they have Cornish pixies, but they can't change shape like Rosé" I also said in a whisper.

"What house do you think I would be in, if I had gone to Hogwarts?" Kaleb asked.

"Hufflepuff I geuss."

"Why Hufflepuff?"

"Well Hufflepuff accepts those who are loyal and kind and hard workers."

"So you would be in Hufflepuff too."

"I don't know? I always thought I would go to Ravenclaw because that's my Dads house but we went to our school instead. I wish I had my stone. I feel so exposed without it."

"So you have no idea where your Mom hid it?" Kaleb asked.

"I think it moves constantly so I can't feel its presents."

"How did you change Earth into Water? I've been trying ever since and, I just can't do it." Kaleb said while twirling a spoon around his fingers.

"Well I used the basis circle for Earth and…"

"I know how you did it, I just don't know how you did it?" he interrupted.

"Well I haven't done it since so that's all I can tell you."

He licked his ice cream furiously and steam hissed from his ears. I licked my own and felt the warmth leaking down my throat, and my ears gave out a few puffs of steam.

We had almost finished our cones when Dad walked in with Ronald Weasley. Luckily the little boy with brown hair put his jelly slug down and ran to hug him, so my face was only seen by my Dad. He gave a little thumb up and joins us at our table. Ron turned his chair to face Dad and then the boy's mother did the same thing. Of course I was sitting next to Hermione the whole time.

"I bet you know my wife's full name as well." said Ron with a grin,

"Hermione Jean Granger" I said my eyes locked on the table. Hermione was and extraordinary Witch and if anyone could have heard Kaleb and I's conversation it would be her. There was no doubt a hearing charm she could have used and she would know it.

"Your father has explained everything to me and you can come by the shop anytime even though you are a muggle." Said Ron and after a look from Hermione also said, "oh sorry honey this is Jess, he was in Ravenclaw during our year."

"Jess Palen you got second place in the potioneer competition in our 5th year. I have always wanted to ask, what was the Enchanted Garden like?" Hermione said.

"Wow I had no idea you knew me. We never really met." Jess said while setting the bags he brought, on the ground.

"I saw your second place trophy in the trophy room."

"I repeat myself "wow". Well let's see, the garden was amazing it was there I decided to travel the world, and that's how I found myself in America with a wife and new born son."

"So this is your son" she stated.

"Yep Griphith and my adopted son Kaleb, both muggles but I love them both dearly."

Kaleb looked at my dad with surprise. Of course my dad was lying, it wasn't very likely that we would bring another muggle unless he was related somehow. So that was the only way Kaleb would be allowed to come here, with the statue of secrecy.

"So Kaleb how long have you been a Palen?" asked Hermione, and I could tell that she didn't believe my dad.

"Just a year now." Kaleb said keeping a straight face.

"How about your parents what happened to them?" she continued.

Ron spoke up, "Hermione you can't ask that, its way to personal, and I thought I was the insensitive one."

"I rather not talk about it." Kaleb said as if Ron hadn't spoke, and then he got up calmly and walked out. His performance made Hermione shammed faced, and I almost believed it to.

After a few moments I got up and followed him. Then my Dad spoke, "Well we better be off lots of stuff to do."

Before we could leave Hermione got up, "I am really sorry I didn't mean to pry."

"It's alright, he'll be fine. See you later then." And he turned and we both left together.