Hermione looked curiously at George, Fred and Mr Weasley new "punk/mad scientist" hairstyle.
Hermione whispered to Ron and Harry. "What happened?"
Harry laughed. "Don't ask."
The wizard carnival was part of a circus that came every three years to perform. Ron looked at Hermione's huge stack of new books.
"I see you have been busy."
Hermione smiled. "I bought this really cool book of legends for a steal!"
Hermione showed Harry and Ron a deep crimson leather-bound thick-as-a-tree book.
Ron's eyes widened. "You're going to read that?"
Harry chuckled and pulled Hermione and Ron to the Qudditch stand.
Ron looked at all the new flashy brooms wistfully, and then he smiled at Harry. "This year Gryffindor is going to make a clean sweep (bad pun) of the Qudditch games with your firebolt!"
Harry nodded. He couldn't wait to play Qudditch again! He was the seeker.
Hermione looked at the pet corner. "Harry! Ron! Look how cute! Pink flying squirrels!"
Harry and Ron rolled their eyes. "Girls."
"Maybe I should buy some owl tonic." Ron said thoughtfully remembering Pigwidgeon.
Hermione looked up from the cat toys for Crookshank. "Is there even such a thing like owl tonic?"
"Yes." A soft velvety voice said. All three looked up to see a tall lanky darkish purple-haired woman with a friendly smile.
She had big brown eyes, a button nose with freckles all over. She was very pretty.
"Hi. I'm Iris. Can I help you?"
Ron was smitten immediately and his mouth hanged in mid air. Harry jutted his elbow into Ron's ribs. "Snap out of it."
Ron blushed and his face became as red as a tomato. "Yeah I want some owl tonic."
Iris smiled and took out a blue crystal vial. "Here. Free of charge."
"Are you sure?" Ron and Harry said in unison.
Iris chuckled. "This is a carnival not a bazaar. I don't sell things here. Take it. And if your owl gets better that's my reward."
The trio thanked Iris and walked off. Hermione was silent all this while.
"I never read of Owl tonics before." Hermione said.
Ron smiled dreamily. "Iris is like an angel. So sweet and beautiful and kind…. and.."
Hermione frowned. "And far too old for you."
Harry chuckled. "Come on! Stop fighting! The circus act is starting!"
Hermione nodded. Then a tall wizard with a long bushy brown beard tapped her shoulder.
Hermione looked up. "Er do I know you?"
The wizard wore a silver-rimmed spectacle and a benevolent smile. "I would like to buy one of you books."
Hermione smiled. "I'm sorry but I am not selling anything!"
Harry looked at the wizard. "You can get the books at the book corner."
The wizard looked slightly exasperated, he frowned. "That book is out of stock. I will give you double the amount you paid!"
He pointed to Hermione's crimson red legend book.
Ron's eyes opened. "Double?"
Hermione's face was stubborn. "I'm not selling. Even if you pay me triple."
The wizard turned beetroot red then. His mouth snapped shut and he raised his wand.
Then Fred and George came. Seeing the furious wizard and his raised wand, the two pretended to fall and fell heavily on the wizard.
"Get off me!" The wizard said angrily. Harry saw a black crescent moon tattoo on the right side of his neck.
This had caused quite a commotion and people started looking at them. The wizard realized he could not touch these children and stormed off.
Fred looked at Hermione. "What did he want from you?"
George smiled and brushed the dust off him. "Yeah, and you owe us!"
Hermione smiled. "Thanks a lot! They wanted this book."
Fred and George looked at it and shrugged. "I guess some people are plain kooky."
Harry smiled. "Well let's go to the circus." He wondered if he should tell them about the tattoo… then he shrugged… I doubt we would ever meet that man again!
Fred frowned. "The circus has been cancelled!"
Ron looked horrified. "Why? I wanted to see the three-headed lions!"
George sighed. "It seems the circus animals have fell ill."
Ron sighed. "Now I will have to wait 3 years again!"
Hermione and Harry patted Ron's back. "Both of us haven't even seen the circus!"
Then George looked at his watch. "Mum told us to meet her The Hot Stove for lunch around now."
SO all five all then headed to the Hot Stove.
Mr Weasley looked kind of grumpy and mad. Mrs Weasley and Ginny had already started ordering food.
"I had said it for one hundred times to Ali, you think he would listen!" Mr Weasley muttered to himself angrily as he drank some tea.
Fred and George put down their bags and looked curiously at Mr Weasley. So did Harry, Ron and Hermione (though she did not look up, she went to borrow a chair for her huge stacks of books).
"You mean that guy who tried to import flying carpets?" Harry asked. Mrs Weasley made all of them put on their napkins.
Mr Weasley nodded, and then he gave an amused sigh. "Any guess with his latest illegal imports?"
Hermione smiled. "Magic lamps?"
Fred and George suddenly had money signs in their eyes.
"Magic lamps?" Ron and Harry looked at Hermione.
Hermione smiled and was about to get out a new book.
Harry stopped her. "Just a brief summary would do."
"Well Magic lamps… are enchanted Muggle Artifacts. There are no such things as genies. The "genie" is actually the wizard who enchanted the lamps "ghostly magical self"." Hermione said to the bewilderment of Harry and Ron.
Mr Weasley nodded. 'But the worst thing is that usually your wish never comes true quite the way you want it."
The waiter came with two spring chickens then. "Yum!"
Everybody started to dig in.
Mr Weasley smiled. "Your mum and I might make a trip to Hogwarts during your school term."
Ron nearly choked on his drumstick. "What do you mean?"
But Mr Weasley had a secretive smile. He and Mrs Weasley shared a lovey-dovey look.
Ron sighed. "Top secret again. Like the Triwizard Tournament."
(I continued this Fanfic from book 4, but the outcome of the Triwizard tournament I changed… cedric didn't die and harry didn't meet Lord Voldemort like in the ending… as I doubt I can continue well from JK!)
Mrs Weasley smiled. "It's not exactly Ministry stuff. It has to do with the carnival… what's going to happen… it's a very very old tradition of Hogwarts."
Fred smiled. "During your time I guess."
Mrs Weasley turned slightly scarlet. "I'm not exactly being wheeled around in a wheelchair yet, Fred Weasley!"
Mr Weasley looked at his watch. "We better hurry if we don't want to be late for the concert."Suddenly Harry, Ron, Hermione, Fred, George and Ginny ate finished and they smiled angelically at Mr and Mrs Weasley.
Mr Weasley turned a little pink. "I didn't mean that fast!"
Mrs Weasley called for the bill as Mr Weasley attempted to finish his steak in 5 seconds.
Harry smiled as Mr Weasley passed them the tickets. He felt tingles of excitement… rather like flying in a Qudditch match.
The coliseum for the concert was rather big – and could probably hold about 10 000 wizards and witched.
The place was extremely crowded, and throngs of people were at the entrance.
"How are we going to get in the coliseum!" George frowned. "I don't fancy queuing up with them."
Fred nodded. "Dad you should have eaten your steak faster!"
Mr Weasley smiled. "We don't have to queue for goodness sake! We have seats in the top box."
Ron looked at his ticket closely. "Oh my! How did Charlie get this? Must have cost him a fortune."
Mrs Weasley looked at her watch. "These tickets are pre-set port keys."
Mr Weasley smiled. "Now hold on to your tickets. 3…2…1…"
Harry felt the familiar pull behind his navel. He saw Ron and Hermione being pulled up too.
Then he suddenly appeared right on top of the coliseum with the rest. Harry sat down next to a speechless Ron and Hermione.
"This is just too cool!" gasped Ron.
Harry chuckled and looked around. There were posters of the band everywhere and many "I love you, DragonScale." Or "Will you marry me, Caramel?"
Then the coliseum darkened. And two dragons appeared from the sky. The dragons flew to the middle of the coliseum – where the stage was.
Harry recognized the dragons from the first task of the Triwizard tournament. They were the Welsh Green and the scarlet Chinese Fireball!
"Now I understand how Charlie got the tickets." said Hermione.
Ron pointed to the members as they got down from the dragons. "The drummer is the dark-haired blue eyed Euros Chermione. Then the dark-haired green eyed girl is Caramel Chermione the lead singer."
"Siblings?" Harry asked as the dragons were taken away. He thought he saw Charlie.
Hermione shook her head. "Riding on dragons most dangerous."
Ron pointed to the scarlet haired guitarist and the scarlet-haired pianist. "Twins. Constance and Connie Victory."
Caramel tapped her throat with her wand. Sonorus… and then the concert begun!
I just edited this chapter. To add some things (pls ignore my review in the review! Pretty dumb huh? =) )
I wanted to thank kitkat, Caitlin and DeeEe for their much appreciated comments. I changed the spacing now. Hope it's better and the story is not too boring. Should I continue it?
If I do, could you suggest pairings for Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Draco, Fred, George.
I can't write Harry very well so please excuse me!
Disclaimer: Though I wish I am JK Rowlings, I'm hardly as clever and rich as her. I don't own anything here!