The preparation for the tournament
Hermione was up first. She ran downstairs and decided to get breakfast started. Waving her wand over herself, she changed her clothes and zapped food on to the table. Technically illegal but Hermione was too excited to care much.
Plus nobody really cared about stupid things like that. Not if wizards surrounded them anyway. Hermione started the waffle iron and shot a burst of magic and oatmeal started to make itself. She took some oranges she had brought with her and squeezed some Orange Juice by hand. 'Perfect!' She thought.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were talking among themselves when George and Fred strode down the stairs. Hermione zapped them over their breakfast. She just didn't really care about using the magic right now.
Both Ron and Harry rolled their eyes as they watched this. Hermione smiled guiltily. Then she shrugged.
"Oh dear! Thank you so much! You're an angel!" Said Ms. Weasley coming down the stairs.
"Oh it was nothing really," blushed Hermione.
"No thank you, honey!" chided Ms. Weasley.
"Thank you!" smiled Hermione.
Hermione had also combed her hair. She looked positively stunning. She smiled about her beautiful physique and her behaving hair.
"I can't wait until the tournament!"
Percy knocked on the front door. In came Percy and Mrs. Weasley-to-be, Penelope.
"Penelope!" laughed Mrs. Weasley, "Always a pleasure to have you."
"Thank you, mom," said Penelope, slightly stiffly.
"I'm serious dear."
"I know."
"So what's wrong?"
"Just weird to say mom…"
"Oh."
"I'm so excited about the tournament today."
"Every one is, it's been a long time since the last one."
"Yes it seems that way."
"Come eat something, Penny, dear!" called Percy.
"OK, thank you sweetie," said Penelope.
The Weasley twins looked at each other and laughed.
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R and R!
Hermione was up first. She ran downstairs and decided to get breakfast started. Waving her wand over herself, she changed her clothes and zapped food on to the table. Technically illegal but Hermione was too excited to care much.
Plus nobody really cared about stupid things like that. Not if wizards surrounded them anyway. Hermione started the waffle iron and shot a burst of magic and oatmeal started to make itself. She took some oranges she had brought with her and squeezed some Orange Juice by hand. 'Perfect!' She thought.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione were talking among themselves when George and Fred strode down the stairs. Hermione zapped them over their breakfast. She just didn't really care about using the magic right now.
Both Ron and Harry rolled their eyes as they watched this. Hermione smiled guiltily. Then she shrugged.
"Oh dear! Thank you so much! You're an angel!" Said Ms. Weasley coming down the stairs.
"Oh it was nothing really," blushed Hermione.
"No thank you, honey!" chided Ms. Weasley.
"Thank you!" smiled Hermione.
Hermione had also combed her hair. She looked positively stunning. She smiled about her beautiful physique and her behaving hair.
"I can't wait until the tournament!"
Percy knocked on the front door. In came Percy and Mrs. Weasley-to-be, Penelope.
"Penelope!" laughed Mrs. Weasley, "Always a pleasure to have you."
"Thank you, mom," said Penelope, slightly stiffly.
"I'm serious dear."
"I know."
"So what's wrong?"
"Just weird to say mom…"
"Oh."
"I'm so excited about the tournament today."
"Every one is, it's been a long time since the last one."
"Yes it seems that way."
"Come eat something, Penny, dear!" called Percy.
"OK, thank you sweetie," said Penelope.
The Weasley twins looked at each other and laughed.
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R and R!