S c r e a m f o r M e .
Author's Note: Here is a ten chapter story about the summer after year four when Harry, Ron, and Hermione spend their summer in America. In America, they are stalked and realize that someone is trying to murder them.
Chapter 3: Eyes watching.
Harry, Hermione, and Ron were all in the cab on the way to Manhattan, more specifically, to the place where they would be spending the next two months. As the classic yellow cab pulled along side the curb, the driver said, "Here you are, that'll be fifteen bucks and 55 cents."
"Here," Hermione said as she handed him some money out of her purse. They took out their trunks and looked up at the building.
"That is one tall building." Ron said, It was just an apartment building, and Harry told him to look at the building behind him and he jumped back when he saw the height. "That is one tall building."
They took the three trunks to the building and went to the first door on the left in the damp hallway. "She said to go to the first apartment on the left, and she'll give us the keys."
She knocked on the door and a old lady opened the door. "Hello?"
"Yes, I am Hermione Granger, I talked to you on the telephone." She said.
"Oh. Yes, I have the keys here, rent will be sent in the mail on the first of every month." The old woman said. She went back into her apartment and grabbed a set of keys from the table, and brought they back out and gave them to Hermione.
"Thanks," Hermione said and they headed up the stairs to apartment 22.
Hermione opened the door, which was a large, wooden door with the peeling numbers of 22, and the first thing they saw was the living room. It was a wide, red room with two couches and a table in the middle. There was an island counter with a fridge and grill, and another table against the wall. There were also two three doors leading out of the room, and large windows covering the far wall. "It's great!" Hermione said.
"Yea, It looks wonderful." Ron said in a sarcastic voice.
Hermione pretended not to hear it and said, "There are two bedrooms, one with one bed and one with two, so you two can share that one."
"Sure," said Harry, and he opened the door to his room and looked at a pretty big room, well, compared to his small room at the Dursley's, it was big, and much better. It was covered in blue and had two beds with blue bed sheets. "This is cool."
"Yea, now can we eat dinner. I am starving." He said.
"I guess so, let me ask Hermione what we are going to do for dinner." Harry went into the other room and opened the door to Hermione's room. He looked at the room and said, "I guess we did get screwed on the room selection."
She let out a sigh and said, "It's not my fault I am the only girl and there is only one bed in here..."
"Well, Ron wants to know what's for dinner." Harry said.
"You want to go out, or buy some food and cook it here?" She asked.
"I don't mind which one, but why don't we go out. It is our first day, so let's celebrate!" He answered.
"Okay, let me just get freshened up." She said. Harry went back to tell Ron and in half an hour, they were ready and out the door. It was still light out and they found a restaurant that didn't look to expensive, but not to poor. They went in and found a nice, good looking room.
"Can we have a table for three please?" Hermione asked the waitress.
"Sure, follow me." She answered back and showed them to a table. After she handed them some menus. They scanned the menu.
Harry said, "What are you two having?"
"I think I am going to have the steak, and the potatoes." He said.
"The chicken salad looks good."
After they ordered, and Harry got some spaghetti, they ate their meals and paid. "We are going to have to limit our spending."
"Yea, so off to home!" Ron said running. Harry and Hermione were left behind as they walked. It had turned completely dark by now, and the street lights illuminated the sidewalk.
Hermione got a shiver down her spine and whispered to Harry, "I have this creepy feeling were being watched."
"Yea, I know what you mean. I have always had that feeling at night, but don't worry." He said trying to comfort her.
"Yea, I guess it's nothing, but... it just gives me goose bumps..." They got home and went to bed. Hermione had a horrible night of sleep as she just couldn't shake the feeling that she was being watched...
Author's Note: I tried to finish it yesterday, but I had to much homework. I think the next chapter will be up by the end of the week, so keep a look out for it. Please leave a review, and I want to thank the few of you that did last time.