Ron, Harry, Hermione and Charlie were headed to the ministry to pick up Ron's tickets. They went up to the counter.
"May I help you?" asked the old wizard in orange robes.
"Yeah, I am Ron Weasly. I am here for the tickets to America that I won." Ron said proudly.
"You are Ronald Weasly? Okay then, Some one owled you to give you the password. May I have it?" He asked smiling.
"Password?" Ron asked puzzled.
"Yes son the password. Without it, I can not give you the tickets."
"I never got a password!"
"Well, you should have!"
"Charlie, did Mum get a password?"
"No. This is odd..."
"Ron, I say we jump him!"
"Harry! No! That would make us look like barbarians!"
"Well, what do you suggest we do miss I-know-everything-in-the-world-because-I-am-a-perfect-and-I-am-more-civilized-then-
you-you-ugly-caveman!"
"I AM GOING TO JUMP YOU YOU UGLY BUTT CHEEK!"
"Harry and Hermione! Do you MIND!" Charlie yelled at them.
"Sorry"
As they were sorting out this mess, a little boy with brown hair and blue eyes came up to the counter.
"Can I help you son?" asked the old wizard looking tired from fighting.
"Yes sir. I am Ronald Weasly. I am here to pick up my tickets."Came the tiny voice. Every one stared at the little boy in
amazement.
"YOU are Ronald Weasly? But, THIS is Ronald Weasly!" Said the old man.
"Ron, you aren't RONALD Weasly! You are RON Weasly. Well what do you know! There are TWO Weaslys!" Charlie said in amazement.
"Do you have the password son?"
"yes. It is George W. Bush"
"What kind of a password is THAT!?" Harry mumbled.
"Yes that is it!" said the old man.
"Congradulations Ronald Weasly. Here are your tickets. Where will you be going?"
"To Florida! There is a place called DisneyWorld that I want to see! It is muggles trying to make the place look like they
know how to use majic! What silly muggles!" The little boy laughed.
"Lets jump the little smart ass!" Hermione whispered to Harry. Harry and Ron looked at her.
"Well, I am sorry Ron Weasly. Here. You can have these!" The old man handed Harry. Ron, and Hermione cheap quills
that said Ministry of Majic on them in yellow letters.
They all walked out. Ron was ready to kick some one so hard.
"May I help you?" asked the old wizard in orange robes.
"Yeah, I am Ron Weasly. I am here for the tickets to America that I won." Ron said proudly.
"You are Ronald Weasly? Okay then, Some one owled you to give you the password. May I have it?" He asked smiling.
"Password?" Ron asked puzzled.
"Yes son the password. Without it, I can not give you the tickets."
"I never got a password!"
"Well, you should have!"
"Charlie, did Mum get a password?"
"No. This is odd..."
"Ron, I say we jump him!"
"Harry! No! That would make us look like barbarians!"
"Well, what do you suggest we do miss I-know-everything-in-the-world-because-I-am-a-perfect-and-I-am-more-civilized-then-
you-you-ugly-caveman!"
"I AM GOING TO JUMP YOU YOU UGLY BUTT CHEEK!"
"Harry and Hermione! Do you MIND!" Charlie yelled at them.
"Sorry"
As they were sorting out this mess, a little boy with brown hair and blue eyes came up to the counter.
"Can I help you son?" asked the old wizard looking tired from fighting.
"Yes sir. I am Ronald Weasly. I am here to pick up my tickets."Came the tiny voice. Every one stared at the little boy in
amazement.
"YOU are Ronald Weasly? But, THIS is Ronald Weasly!" Said the old man.
"Ron, you aren't RONALD Weasly! You are RON Weasly. Well what do you know! There are TWO Weaslys!" Charlie said in amazement.
"Do you have the password son?"
"yes. It is George W. Bush"
"What kind of a password is THAT!?" Harry mumbled.
"Yes that is it!" said the old man.
"Congradulations Ronald Weasly. Here are your tickets. Where will you be going?"
"To Florida! There is a place called DisneyWorld that I want to see! It is muggles trying to make the place look like they
know how to use majic! What silly muggles!" The little boy laughed.
"Lets jump the little smart ass!" Hermione whispered to Harry. Harry and Ron looked at her.
"Well, I am sorry Ron Weasly. Here. You can have these!" The old man handed Harry. Ron, and Hermione cheap quills
that said Ministry of Majic on them in yellow letters.
They all walked out. Ron was ready to kick some one so hard.