"Well, it sure is colourful," Ron said to himself as he examined the thing.
It resembled a bird. It had a big red beak and multi-coloured feathers. It
also had huge green eyes. But it was strangely disfigured. "I've never seen
one before." Ron said to himself. "I'm sure Hermione would know what it
was, though." He decided he would check his Care of Magical Creatures book
when he had the time. Ron jumped when Hermione burst through the door.
"Madam Pomfrey said he would be alright. He's been injured before." Hermione was still crying.
Ron got up from the floor and wiped a tear off her face with his thumb. "Please don't cry, Hermione."
Hermione sniffed. She grinned at him.
"Do you have any idea what this thing is? It looks like a bird, but..."
"It's a toucan! Although I think it's been through radiation. It's horribly deformed." Hermione said.
"Er... a toucan? Radiation?" Ron looked thouroughly confused.
"Oh. I forgot. A toucan is a Muggle bird. It lives in the rainforest." And she added, because of Ron's puzzled look, "That's a really warm forest that has a bunch of colouful creatures in it."
"And radiation?" Ron asked.
"That's sort of a-"
"Look! It's got a letter on its leg!" Ron interrupted. He ripped it off and started to read.
Dear Harry Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been invited to a dinner party. It will be held on February 5. RSVP by January 30. Feel free to bring your friends along. See you then!
Your friend,
Lord Voldemort
P.S. Please attend!
"Gee, this is a little obvious, eh?" Hermione said.
"No, Hermione, he's serious! Voldemort is really nice! I'll bet you anything he'll have muffins!" Ron said.
"Ron! You said... his name! Have you gone mad? Did the toucan do something to you?" Hermione got up and started pacing the room. "I just knew I shouldn't have left you alone with the toucan! Now look what I've done! You saying his name... and, and, saying he's nice! Oh! I've made you go mad! You'll have to be a St. Mungo's, and I'll never see you...and-"
"HERMIONE!! It's ALRIGHT! He put his hands on her shoulders. "Trust me."
"Well..." Hermione hesitated. "I don't know, Ron. I trust you, but this... this is just too weird."
"I understand. But Hermione, I can't go through life with everyone thinking I'm mad! I don't want to go to St. Mungo's! Ask me something I would only know if I was in my right mind. Please."
"Alright, er..." She thought for a while. "What just happened a couple minutes ago?"
Ron blushed. He looked away from Hermione's eyes. "We were kissing..." he said. "And I... liked it." he looked down at his feet.
'Just shut up now, Weasley. Just shut up now.'
Hermione blushed as well. "You-you did? No. Wait. You are mad! No one in their right mind would enjoy that!"
"Hermione! I did!" Gaining some more courage, he looked into her eyes. "I... I... I love you."
'Smooth, Weasley. What are you getting yourself into?'
He mentally shook the annoying vioce out of his head.
"You really do?" Ron nodded.
"Ron... I believe you. It's weird, but somehow, I just do."
"Really? Well... er... thanks."
CA CAAAAAWW!!!!
Ron and Hermione instantly turned around to see the the huge demented toucan had risen on them.
Hermione went pale white. She fell to the ground with a thump.
"Hermione! No!" He screamed.
He had no choice. He took his wand and once again petrified the toucan. It, too, fell to the ground with a thump.
Ron kneeled beside Hermione. Stupid Voldemort. Why couldn't he had just sent an owl? What would he do?
TBC- The suspense is killing you, isn't it? MWAHAHAHAHA!!
"Madam Pomfrey said he would be alright. He's been injured before." Hermione was still crying.
Ron got up from the floor and wiped a tear off her face with his thumb. "Please don't cry, Hermione."
Hermione sniffed. She grinned at him.
"Do you have any idea what this thing is? It looks like a bird, but..."
"It's a toucan! Although I think it's been through radiation. It's horribly deformed." Hermione said.
"Er... a toucan? Radiation?" Ron looked thouroughly confused.
"Oh. I forgot. A toucan is a Muggle bird. It lives in the rainforest." And she added, because of Ron's puzzled look, "That's a really warm forest that has a bunch of colouful creatures in it."
"And radiation?" Ron asked.
"That's sort of a-"
"Look! It's got a letter on its leg!" Ron interrupted. He ripped it off and started to read.
Dear Harry Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been invited to a dinner party. It will be held on February 5. RSVP by January 30. Feel free to bring your friends along. See you then!
Your friend,
Lord Voldemort
P.S. Please attend!
"Gee, this is a little obvious, eh?" Hermione said.
"No, Hermione, he's serious! Voldemort is really nice! I'll bet you anything he'll have muffins!" Ron said.
"Ron! You said... his name! Have you gone mad? Did the toucan do something to you?" Hermione got up and started pacing the room. "I just knew I shouldn't have left you alone with the toucan! Now look what I've done! You saying his name... and, and, saying he's nice! Oh! I've made you go mad! You'll have to be a St. Mungo's, and I'll never see you...and-"
"HERMIONE!! It's ALRIGHT! He put his hands on her shoulders. "Trust me."
"Well..." Hermione hesitated. "I don't know, Ron. I trust you, but this... this is just too weird."
"I understand. But Hermione, I can't go through life with everyone thinking I'm mad! I don't want to go to St. Mungo's! Ask me something I would only know if I was in my right mind. Please."
"Alright, er..." She thought for a while. "What just happened a couple minutes ago?"
Ron blushed. He looked away from Hermione's eyes. "We were kissing..." he said. "And I... liked it." he looked down at his feet.
'Just shut up now, Weasley. Just shut up now.'
Hermione blushed as well. "You-you did? No. Wait. You are mad! No one in their right mind would enjoy that!"
"Hermione! I did!" Gaining some more courage, he looked into her eyes. "I... I... I love you."
'Smooth, Weasley. What are you getting yourself into?'
He mentally shook the annoying vioce out of his head.
"You really do?" Ron nodded.
"Ron... I believe you. It's weird, but somehow, I just do."
"Really? Well... er... thanks."
CA CAAAAAWW!!!!
Ron and Hermione instantly turned around to see the the huge demented toucan had risen on them.
Hermione went pale white. She fell to the ground with a thump.
"Hermione! No!" He screamed.
He had no choice. He took his wand and once again petrified the toucan. It, too, fell to the ground with a thump.
Ron kneeled beside Hermione. Stupid Voldemort. Why couldn't he had just sent an owl? What would he do?
TBC- The suspense is killing you, isn't it? MWAHAHAHAHA!!
