A/N: Sorry for all of the fans of this retarded story! The plot will thicken (I hope) later on. I just remembered about the next chapter, and I have been busy writing my book (yes, that's BOOK) with my friend Kit.
Disclaimer: I don't own HP blah blah blah. I OWN SAMMY!! MUAHAHAHAHAAA
Chapter 4
Chapter 4
I woke up at nine that morning, to find to my great surprise that no one was up yet. (I learned later that mum and Mr. Weasley had stayed up until past midnight.)
I looked into the guest bedroom to see Ron curled up in a little ball. All of his covers were on the floor.
Quietly, I walked over to his bed and picked up the covers and put them on his bed.
After sneaking out of his room, I went downstairs to make some pancakes. I am ashamed to say that I cannot make pancakes out of scratch. I use the powdery stuff that comes in the little bags. Just add milk!
As I was making the third batch, I heard someone coming down the stairs. They came up behind me and hugged my waist.
"Good morning sweetie."
"Good morning, Ron." I flipped the pancakes over just as the phone rang. "Will you get that for me? Just pick it up and say hello."
"Hello? Uh, she's kind of busy right now, who's this? Oh hey Harry. Yeah. I came over last night. Mmhmm…Yeah, okay. Sure. She's making pancakes. No, out of a little box packet thingy." He laughed and ran his fingers through his hair. I put the plates on the table and the large pancake plate in the middle.
"Yeah, I know. I dunno. If you want to." I walked over to Ron and held out my hand. "Yeah, here's Hermi. Sure!" He laughed again. "Okay, I'll talk to you when Hermi's done. Okay, bye."
He handed the phone to me. "Hello?"
"Hey Hermi! So what's going on? Ron told me he came over last night."
"Yeah he did. It's really strange though."
"What is?"
"Well, my mum and his dad know each other. They say that they met at a summer camp when they were twelve. I never thought about my mum knowing about the magical world." I explained. Ron sneaked up behind me and started to tickle me. "Ron!" I yelled. "Stop! I'm on the phone you immature little boy!" I managed that between fits of laughter. "You'll wake up your dad, Ron! He's just in the next room."
"What in the world is going on over there?" Harry cried. "I don't want to miss out on the fun."
"It's nothing Harry. Ron's just acting immature."
Harry gasped. "Tell him he's not allowed to do that with out me there!"
"Okay, Harry. Whatever you want. So when can you come over?"
"I'm thinking now. I'm not at the Dursleys."
"What?!"
"I'm down a few streets, at the bus stop. Can you hurry and pick me up? The Dursleys will be waking up any minute."
"Yeah, I'll come down there with Ron. I can leave now, if you'd like."
"Oh thanks, Hermione. You're a lifesaver. I haven't got a car of my own yet. I'm on New May Drive. Do you know where that is?"
"Of course. That's where the new mall and the hotel is, right?"
"Close to it, that's right."
"Well, if I leave now, I can be there in an hour. Meet us in the food court in the mall okay?"
"Sure. Hedwig is gone for right now, and I can always drop by the Dursleys for her cage. See you in an hour!"
"Okay. Do you want to talk to Ron again?"
"Nah, I'll let him eat. Tell him I said bye."
"Okay. Love ya Harry."
"Love you too, Hermi. Bye."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and turned to see Ron glaring at me from his pancakes. "What?" I asked. He put on a high voice and said, "Love ya Harry!" He shook his head in disgust.
"Well I do! He's my best friend, and so are you, and I love you both."
"But me more, right?"
"Of course. We have to leave now. I can pick up some food in about an hour, if you're still hungry. We have to go get Harry at the new mall near New May. Finish that pancake, and I'll write mum a note, then we'll go."
"Don't we need to get dressed first?"
"Oh, yeah, forgot about that. Okay, forget your pancake. Go get dressed and I'll write mum a note."
So he ran upstairs to his room, and I wrote mum:
--Mum, Ron and I have gone to get Harry at the mall on New May. We will be back in about two and half-hours. Harry called at around nine thirty, and don't worry, I made pancakes.
~Hermione--
I ran upstairs to my room and changed into a dark blue tee shirt and my jeans, and ran back downstairs. Ron was waiting for me at the front door, and I grabbed my key chain.
We walked out to my Jeep and I started it.
"Where's New May?" Ron asked.
"It's near the Dursley's house, about half a mile or so down the street. Are you still hungry?"
"No, I had enough of your delicious pancakes thanks."
"Okay then."
An hour later, I pulled into the parking garage for the mall and parked the car.
Ron and I got out and walked into a large shop, and towards the food court.
We saw Harry almost immediately. He was sitting with a group of people our age and they were laughing.
"Harry!" I called. Ron took my hand in his and we walked towards Harry.
"Hermi! Ron!" He got up to meet us. He pulled Ron into a friendly hug, and then gave me a brotherly type of hug.
"It's great to see you, Harry." I said cheerfully.
"Come here, I want you to meet some people." We walked over to the group of boys and Harry introduced us. "This is Piers, Malcolm, Melanie, and this is Dudley."
Dudley was not the very over weight boy Harry made out to be. He was actually quite thin, with spiked blonde hair, baggy jeans, and an old gray shirt.
Piers was tall and gangly, not unlike Ron, with brown hair, ripped jeans, and a black tank top.
Malcolm had dusty blonde hair, a tongue ring, baggy jeans, and a tight green shirt.
Melanie was probably the most interesting. She had short black hair pulled back into a ponytail, black strapless belly, and flared jeans. Her ears were pierced all the way up, with big hoops on her ear lobes and small studs near the top. There was an entwined tattoo on the top of her arm. She also had a tongue ring.
"Hey Hermione, Ron," Dudley said cheerfully. "Harry's told us a lot about you two."
"Uh, Harry, we gotta go. Mr. Weasley and my mum are expecting us to be back in another hour."
"Yeah guys, we gotta go too," Malcolm announced. As they got up from the table, Melanie came up to me, looked Ron up and down and said in her American accent, "Nice catch you got there, Hermi." She walked away.
"Hear that?" Ron bragged in my ear. "She said I'm a good catch. Ha ha!" I shook my head.
"Ready to go?" I asked Harry.
"Yeah!" He grabbed a small bag that was under the table and walked with us to the car.
"Nice Jeep, Hermi." He said when he saw it.
"Thanks. Now get in."
"Can I drive it?"
"No you can't drive it, you phsyco path!" Harry jumped in the back, and Ron got in the passenger seat. "So do we need to get your trunk from the Dursley's or anything?"
"Nope, I put it all in this little bag. I made it last year. You can put anything inside of it, but it will always remain the same size. I found it just as I was leaving."
I started up the car, and an hour later we reached my house.
Disclaimer: I don't own HP blah blah blah. I OWN SAMMY!! MUAHAHAHAHAAA
Chapter 4
Chapter 4
I woke up at nine that morning, to find to my great surprise that no one was up yet. (I learned later that mum and Mr. Weasley had stayed up until past midnight.)
I looked into the guest bedroom to see Ron curled up in a little ball. All of his covers were on the floor.
Quietly, I walked over to his bed and picked up the covers and put them on his bed.
After sneaking out of his room, I went downstairs to make some pancakes. I am ashamed to say that I cannot make pancakes out of scratch. I use the powdery stuff that comes in the little bags. Just add milk!
As I was making the third batch, I heard someone coming down the stairs. They came up behind me and hugged my waist.
"Good morning sweetie."
"Good morning, Ron." I flipped the pancakes over just as the phone rang. "Will you get that for me? Just pick it up and say hello."
"Hello? Uh, she's kind of busy right now, who's this? Oh hey Harry. Yeah. I came over last night. Mmhmm…Yeah, okay. Sure. She's making pancakes. No, out of a little box packet thingy." He laughed and ran his fingers through his hair. I put the plates on the table and the large pancake plate in the middle.
"Yeah, I know. I dunno. If you want to." I walked over to Ron and held out my hand. "Yeah, here's Hermi. Sure!" He laughed again. "Okay, I'll talk to you when Hermi's done. Okay, bye."
He handed the phone to me. "Hello?"
"Hey Hermi! So what's going on? Ron told me he came over last night."
"Yeah he did. It's really strange though."
"What is?"
"Well, my mum and his dad know each other. They say that they met at a summer camp when they were twelve. I never thought about my mum knowing about the magical world." I explained. Ron sneaked up behind me and started to tickle me. "Ron!" I yelled. "Stop! I'm on the phone you immature little boy!" I managed that between fits of laughter. "You'll wake up your dad, Ron! He's just in the next room."
"What in the world is going on over there?" Harry cried. "I don't want to miss out on the fun."
"It's nothing Harry. Ron's just acting immature."
Harry gasped. "Tell him he's not allowed to do that with out me there!"
"Okay, Harry. Whatever you want. So when can you come over?"
"I'm thinking now. I'm not at the Dursleys."
"What?!"
"I'm down a few streets, at the bus stop. Can you hurry and pick me up? The Dursleys will be waking up any minute."
"Yeah, I'll come down there with Ron. I can leave now, if you'd like."
"Oh thanks, Hermione. You're a lifesaver. I haven't got a car of my own yet. I'm on New May Drive. Do you know where that is?"
"Of course. That's where the new mall and the hotel is, right?"
"Close to it, that's right."
"Well, if I leave now, I can be there in an hour. Meet us in the food court in the mall okay?"
"Sure. Hedwig is gone for right now, and I can always drop by the Dursleys for her cage. See you in an hour!"
"Okay. Do you want to talk to Ron again?"
"Nah, I'll let him eat. Tell him I said bye."
"Okay. Love ya Harry."
"Love you too, Hermi. Bye."
"Bye." I hung up the phone and turned to see Ron glaring at me from his pancakes. "What?" I asked. He put on a high voice and said, "Love ya Harry!" He shook his head in disgust.
"Well I do! He's my best friend, and so are you, and I love you both."
"But me more, right?"
"Of course. We have to leave now. I can pick up some food in about an hour, if you're still hungry. We have to go get Harry at the new mall near New May. Finish that pancake, and I'll write mum a note, then we'll go."
"Don't we need to get dressed first?"
"Oh, yeah, forgot about that. Okay, forget your pancake. Go get dressed and I'll write mum a note."
So he ran upstairs to his room, and I wrote mum:
--Mum, Ron and I have gone to get Harry at the mall on New May. We will be back in about two and half-hours. Harry called at around nine thirty, and don't worry, I made pancakes.
~Hermione--
I ran upstairs to my room and changed into a dark blue tee shirt and my jeans, and ran back downstairs. Ron was waiting for me at the front door, and I grabbed my key chain.
We walked out to my Jeep and I started it.
"Where's New May?" Ron asked.
"It's near the Dursley's house, about half a mile or so down the street. Are you still hungry?"
"No, I had enough of your delicious pancakes thanks."
"Okay then."
An hour later, I pulled into the parking garage for the mall and parked the car.
Ron and I got out and walked into a large shop, and towards the food court.
We saw Harry almost immediately. He was sitting with a group of people our age and they were laughing.
"Harry!" I called. Ron took my hand in his and we walked towards Harry.
"Hermi! Ron!" He got up to meet us. He pulled Ron into a friendly hug, and then gave me a brotherly type of hug.
"It's great to see you, Harry." I said cheerfully.
"Come here, I want you to meet some people." We walked over to the group of boys and Harry introduced us. "This is Piers, Malcolm, Melanie, and this is Dudley."
Dudley was not the very over weight boy Harry made out to be. He was actually quite thin, with spiked blonde hair, baggy jeans, and an old gray shirt.
Piers was tall and gangly, not unlike Ron, with brown hair, ripped jeans, and a black tank top.
Malcolm had dusty blonde hair, a tongue ring, baggy jeans, and a tight green shirt.
Melanie was probably the most interesting. She had short black hair pulled back into a ponytail, black strapless belly, and flared jeans. Her ears were pierced all the way up, with big hoops on her ear lobes and small studs near the top. There was an entwined tattoo on the top of her arm. She also had a tongue ring.
"Hey Hermione, Ron," Dudley said cheerfully. "Harry's told us a lot about you two."
"Uh, Harry, we gotta go. Mr. Weasley and my mum are expecting us to be back in another hour."
"Yeah guys, we gotta go too," Malcolm announced. As they got up from the table, Melanie came up to me, looked Ron up and down and said in her American accent, "Nice catch you got there, Hermi." She walked away.
"Hear that?" Ron bragged in my ear. "She said I'm a good catch. Ha ha!" I shook my head.
"Ready to go?" I asked Harry.
"Yeah!" He grabbed a small bag that was under the table and walked with us to the car.
"Nice Jeep, Hermi." He said when he saw it.
"Thanks. Now get in."
"Can I drive it?"
"No you can't drive it, you phsyco path!" Harry jumped in the back, and Ron got in the passenger seat. "So do we need to get your trunk from the Dursley's or anything?"
"Nope, I put it all in this little bag. I made it last year. You can put anything inside of it, but it will always remain the same size. I found it just as I was leaving."
I started up the car, and an hour later we reached my house.