The Shy Picture
"Harry! I need to tell you something important!" Hermione whispered frantically into Harry's ear.
"Not now Hermione!" Draco hissed from Harry's lips.
"It's important, really important!" Hermione insisted.
"Not now!" Draco growled.
"Fine!" Hermione yelled into their ears. "Don't expect me to tell you late then!"
"Fine, Hermione," Draco said. Hermione turned and stormed off.
"It's not like it's THAT important. Just has to do with…,"she trailed off, smirking as she slammed the door.
"Someone's angry," Harry finally spoke.
"Who cares?" Draco replied, silencing Harry with a kiss.
"Veronica, come here. I want to show you something," a flaming red head said.
"Hold on, Flynn," Veronica called back, putting away Hogwarts: A History. Flynn rolled her eyes, and sighed dramatically. Veronica slowly made her way to her new red head friend. She had been enjoying herself at the Weasley's. They had treated her very kindly and she already had five wizard friends. One girl going into first year (Flynn), a 2nd year boy (Bayard), and a nine year old girl (Amber) plus the thirty-two year old parents. Ron, who she had come to know as Uncle Ron, worked at the Ministry, while Aunt Herm worked at Hogwarts.
In fact the first day of Hogwarts was tomorrow.
"Look at this picture," Veronica looked over Flynn's shoulder at a moving picture. She had come to get used to the movement of the pictures along with other things.
Four people were in the picture. Actually it was more like three and a half. There was a cute blonde, Aunt Herm, Uncle Ron and someone's arm. Veronica tilted her head and stared at the arm trying to see if the person would get pulled into the picture, but the blonde eventually gave up pulling on his arm.
"Who's that?" Veronica finally asked, pointing to the arm.
"I don't know," Flynn shrugged, not really caring. Her attention was on the blonde. "But that blonde is hot. Too bad he's gay,"
"He is?" Veronica asked surprised. "With who?"
"I don't remember," Flynn replied, frowning, trying to remember. "He came over once with this other guy. His husband… Oh well. It doesn't matter,"
But to Veronica it did.
Hope this is longer. If not…let me know. I'll try to make the next chapter longer.
"Harry! I need to tell you something important!" Hermione whispered frantically into Harry's ear.
"Not now Hermione!" Draco hissed from Harry's lips.
"It's important, really important!" Hermione insisted.
"Not now!" Draco growled.
"Fine!" Hermione yelled into their ears. "Don't expect me to tell you late then!"
"Fine, Hermione," Draco said. Hermione turned and stormed off.
"It's not like it's THAT important. Just has to do with…,"she trailed off, smirking as she slammed the door.
"Someone's angry," Harry finally spoke.
"Who cares?" Draco replied, silencing Harry with a kiss.
"Veronica, come here. I want to show you something," a flaming red head said.
"Hold on, Flynn," Veronica called back, putting away Hogwarts: A History. Flynn rolled her eyes, and sighed dramatically. Veronica slowly made her way to her new red head friend. She had been enjoying herself at the Weasley's. They had treated her very kindly and she already had five wizard friends. One girl going into first year (Flynn), a 2nd year boy (Bayard), and a nine year old girl (Amber) plus the thirty-two year old parents. Ron, who she had come to know as Uncle Ron, worked at the Ministry, while Aunt Herm worked at Hogwarts.
In fact the first day of Hogwarts was tomorrow.
"Look at this picture," Veronica looked over Flynn's shoulder at a moving picture. She had come to get used to the movement of the pictures along with other things.
Four people were in the picture. Actually it was more like three and a half. There was a cute blonde, Aunt Herm, Uncle Ron and someone's arm. Veronica tilted her head and stared at the arm trying to see if the person would get pulled into the picture, but the blonde eventually gave up pulling on his arm.
"Who's that?" Veronica finally asked, pointing to the arm.
"I don't know," Flynn shrugged, not really caring. Her attention was on the blonde. "But that blonde is hot. Too bad he's gay,"
"He is?" Veronica asked surprised. "With who?"
"I don't remember," Flynn replied, frowning, trying to remember. "He came over once with this other guy. His husband… Oh well. It doesn't matter,"
But to Veronica it did.
Hope this is longer. If not…let me know. I'll try to make the next chapter longer.