UNTITLED- CHAPTER 3
FINDING OUT SO MUCH
'Yes! Finally! She's gone!! Can I have her room??' Ron asked, insensitevitly.
'No you may not! You shouldn't be thinking things like that at a time like this, Ginny's missing!!' Ron's mum slapped his face.
'Don't worry dear, we'll find her,' Mr Weasly comforted her.
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'Ginny? Ginny? Are you here??' Mrs Weasly asked hoping for a reply as she wondered through the station.
'Have you seen Ginny, Miranda?' Harry asked one of Ginny's friends.
'Yeah, she said, don't worry, i'll be home soon,' Miranda replied.
'Mrs Weasly, Ginny's ok, lets go,' Oliver suggested.
'What did Miranda say?' Mr Weasly asked Harry.
'Oh, she said, that ginny said, don't worry, i'll be home soon,' Harry replied.
'I see.'
'She's ok?? No fair!! I should get the bigger room i'm older!!' Ron Yelled, slumping backwards in his chair.
'Oh what, so you're gonna be one of those people that live with their parents until their 40?' Nehaal asked.
'No. . . I'm just saying. . .'
'I'm like, so not going to marry you if you are!' Hermione said.
'Oliver, you already have a house, don't you?' Laura asked.
'yeah, Why?'
'I just wondered if you were going to live with your parents till you're 40. So, when can I move in??' Laura questioned, putting on her sweet, and innocent little smile.
'We'll move you in tomorrow, i mean, with everything thats going on, we really should live together,' Oliver replied.
'What is going on then?' Mr Weasly asked.
'Oh, erm. . . we'll tell you later, it's not the right time,' Laura put it off again.
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'Mrs Weasly, Mr weasly, me and Ron have something to tell you,' Hermione said in the car.
'Aswell as getting married we're, erm, i mean, hermione. . . ' Ron splutered.
'Look. Hermione and Ron are pregnant. So are Oliver and Laura and we're having a triple wedding so get over it,' Nehaal screamed.
'Nehaal, did you have to tell them like that?' Hermione complained.
'Look, we weren't getting any where with sweaty over here, and it's not like you were stepping in was it?' Nehaal back talked.
'Sweaty? Sweaty? You think i'm sweaty?' Ron asked in a high pitched tone.
'Ron, you're nose is dripping with it,' Harry replied.
'EEEEEEEEEEEwwwwwww!!' Laura screeched huddling up to Oliver.
'It's ok dear, it's just sweat,' Oliver replied.
'You're pregnant?'Mrs Weasly asked.
'Yes,' Hermione replied. Mr weasly starred at his son, Ron put his head down in shame.
'Look Ron. I'm not ashamed of you because all normal people do it. I just want you to take good care of hermione,' Mr weasly said, slipping ron some money.
'I don't want your pitty money,' Ron replied.
'Honey, normally when you say that you don't take the money,' Hermione said.
'I know, it's just- it's 1million!!!! come on! we could get a really nice house, and lots of baby clothes, 1million!!' Ron said shamefully.
'Oh, ok! Aslong as our room is lilac!!!' Hermione screamed.
'ok, honey,' Ron said, rubbing noses with his wife-to-be.
'Lucky you! our room has to be green! i hate green!' Laura complained, shooting Oliver a look.
'You told me you liked green! why did you say that if you hate green!!' Oliver said, standing up.
'Well, you liked it so much.'
'Well, i don't want it if you don't want it,' Oliver sat back down, 'what colour do you want, preferbly not pink.'
'Erm, blue??'
'Yeah, ok, blue it is.'
'Ok... so, erm..' Harry was interupted by a knock at the door.
'Yes?' Mrs Weasly said openeing the door to see Draco and 'Ginny!! Oh!! Where did you find her draco??'
'I didn't find her,'
'And i didn't get lost. My boyfriend gave me a lift home,' replied Ginny, slumping down in the chair, dragging Draco behind.
'What?!?!?! You're going out, with HIM!!' Ron screamed.
'Yeah. Have been since i started Hogwarts,' Ginny grumbled.
Mrs Weasly fainted. 'Typical teenager,' Oliver chuckled.
'Excuse me? You're only saying that cos you can't play quidditch!!' Draco said, standing up and pushing Oliver down.
'Can't play quidditch! can't play quidditch! My oliver is one of the best players, so shut your big, fat, ugly, covered with rat hairs mouth!!!!' Laura yelled, kicking Draco unconcious.
'Wow!' said Ron and Hermione in amazement, 'I'll go get the popcorn, this is getting good.'
'Stop!! Stop before we find out that Laura has any other, freakishly strong kicks and fighting moves that nobody knew about,' Harry said, helping Mrs Weasly to her feet, obviously leaving Draco on the floor.
'Come on, let's go,' Ginny picked up her bag, grabbed Draco, and walked out the house.
'How could she date that monstrosity?' Nehaal asked, amazing the room that she knew that word.
'Honey, where did you learn that word?' Harry asked.
'What? Laura's not the only one that has hidden secrets! I am quite smart you know. if you were go to my bedroom, you will find all my hogwarts homework, and it's perfect! just, i never exactely got around to handing it in. . .' Nehaal trailed off.
'Ok. . . so, what plans are we making for the wedding?' Ron asked, leaving Nehaal with her over exagerated story and hand gestures.
'Well, we were thinking. That me and the girls will go out and sort out the photographer, flowers, decorations and our dresses, while you, Harry, and Oliver, go with your dad and get your outfits, and well, i guess, you can get the food list for our cateeres,' Mrs Weasly said, disappointed.
'Oh, ok!' said the boys, grabbing their 'handbags' (they'd become a fashion. Oliver's was his quidditch team's colours that Laura made, he wouldn't let her make a pink one. Harry's was Dark green, with M.O.M. stitched on it (ministry of magic). And Ron's was, well, Ron's was plain black, how fashionable is that!).
'Come on Laura! Put Oliver down!! You'll be able to see him in 4hours!!' Hermione called, getting into Mrs Weasly car.
'Oliver!! Come on!! It's only Laura!!!' Ron laughed, recieving the finger from Oliver.
'I love you with all my heart!' Oliver yelled from Mr Weasly's car.
'I love you too!!!!' Laura yelled from the other car, as they pulled off in opposite directions. As the boy's car drove out of sight. 'I want my Oliver!!' Laura wailed.
'Look, I know Oliver is all you have, after the untimely death of your family, but your life can't revolve around him,' Nehaal gave Laura some soothing advice.
'I know, it's just, I'm scared something will happen to him,' Laura wiped away a tear.
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Tvelve hours later, the girls opened the door, their arms filled with shopping bags. 'What the hell took you so long?!?!' Mr Weasly shot out of his seat and confronted the girls.
'We were worried sick!' Harry joined him.
'Yeah, what he said!' Ron stood up, shoving more popcorn in his mouth.
Oliver remained sitting quietly in his chair. 'Well, it's not our fault,' Hermione answered, pushing past the men, looking at Laura.
'This little one wouldn't stop complaining about how she missed her Oliver,' Nehaal said, joining Hermione on the couch.
Mrs Weasly followed, 'Young love, it's so sweet.'
'We weren't like that, were we?' Ron looked at Hermione, spitting out popcorn.
'No.'
'It only happens to a few people,' Harry put his arm around Nehaal.
'You may need space. But me and my honey bunny need to be together,' Laura said, kissing her Oliver hello, maybe a bit too friendly.
'Hello honey,' Oliver said, lifting his head up, with a huge gleaming smile on his face.
'I missed you,' Laura sniffled.
'Urgh! I just can't get this car fixed!' Mr Weasly groaned, slumping back through the door.
'What's wrong? car busted?' Oliver asked, standing up.
'Yeah, it just won't start!'
'I'll fix it,' Oliver said.
'And i'll watch!' Ron jumped up, excited. he'd had a bit too much popcorn. . .
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3 hours later . . .
BANG! 'What was that??' Hermione yelled, jumping out of her seat.
'Come . . . out . . . quick!' Ron ran in the house to get the others.
'Oh my God!!' Nehaal screamed
'Oh dear . . .' Harry was shocked
'What's going on?' Laura asked, stepping outside, 'Nooo!!! Oliver!! Are you ok? Speak to me!!' Laura shrieked.
'I . . . love . . . yo ..' Oliver was dead.
'I'm sorry Laura, we're to late,' Mrs Weasly said, hearding everyone inside, leaving Mr weasly driving him to the hospital.
'What happened?' Hermione asked Ron.
'Well, i'd sat down on the bench, while i watched Oliver. He was working on the car engine, and the engine just exploded.'
'Oh my God,' Nehaal said again.
'I don't believe it. Laura must be devestated. That's three deaths in 1 year. All people who she loved so much,' Harry held Nehaal closer, 'You know I love you soo much, right?'
'I do too,' Replied Nehaal.
'If i die tomorrow, i want you to know, you were the only one for me,' Ron grabbed Hermione.
'Who's going to tell like, the world?' Hermione wondered.
'I'll go call the police, they'll tell the media, they can announce it,' Harry said, getting the phone.
Mrs Weasly plodded down the stairs. 'She needs to be alone.'
'She must feel terrible,' Nehaal shock her head in disbelief.
'Turn on the t.v and get Laura,' Harry said, walking through the kitchen.
'I'll do it,' Hermion went upstairs, and bought Laura back down.
'What . . . wh y do we have to watch t.v?' Laura asked, still shaking.
The news had just started. 'Oliver Wood, the best quidditch player the stingers have ever seen. Is dead. he died during fixing a friend's car, but the engine exploded. he made a special video tape incase anything like this happened, and we'll show it now.'
'What?' Laura's voice was shaking now.
the video started. 'I, Oliver wood, incase anything unexpected happens would like to say this. I have lived along and happy life, filled with great things. I want Harry to know, he's an excellent quidditch player, whom i was honoured to play against.May you and nehaal stay together forever. To you harry and nehaal, i leave my medals and trophies, and a secret something in my stingers locker, harry, you know the number. Ron, although, extremely slow, you are a wonderful friend, and i wish you and hermione all the happiness in the world. To you Ron and hermione, i leave my lab kit, and my prized collection of everything single stinger player's picture autograph, and car keys. the cars can be found in my garage. And to Laura, my darling. I love you with all my heart. you're a wonderful person, and i'm sorry we can't be together forever, but one day we'll meet in heaven. I leave my whole heart to you, and everythnig in my house, including the house and the secret 90 million i was saving. (laura stopped shaking, now she was just gormless.) i don't want you to stay alone to long, i want someone else to know you in your full glory. that's why, i've lined up a date for you with one of my best friends, Mike Haxell. You'll get on wonderfully, but if you don't, then it's your choice. Please, please, please, keep my ring, it's what i want you to remember me by. Well. that's all i have to say, goodbye world.'
'Well, Laura, are you ok?' Hermione asked, feeling Laura's pain.
'I love him. he was great, and if he wants me to move on. then i will. so, when's this date then?' Laura asked, perking up.
'Only Laura,' Harry chuckled, shaking his head.
'Well, come on, let's pick your outfit, you've only got 24 hours!!' Nehaal started pushing Laura up the stairs.
'They don't waste no time!' Ron laughed.
'Erm, boys, can you come up to Ron's room???' Hermione called from upstairs.
'Oh my gosh! What's with all the tissues??' Ron screeched.
'Well, my boyfriend just died, what d'ya expect? Right, we need you 2 strong men to clear all these tissues,' Laura replied.
' why? can't you wait 12 hours before getting ready?' Harry complained.
'Look. I'm a state, it'll take 23 hours for me to get my self looking cute again, then 1 hour to wait patientely.'
'ok...........' the boys bent over to pick up all the tissues, when suddenely . . .
'Oh my God!' Laura laughed.
'Oh dear!' Nehaal joined Laura.
'Oh no! I told you never wear that pair of underwear ever!' Hermione looked at Ron trying not to laugh at his captain Speedy underwear.
'You . . . wear . . . captain speedy underwear! you sad, pathetic, boy!' Harry was laughing his head off, while ron turned bright red.
'I was . . . working out! yeah, these are my working out pants.' that was ron's lame excuse.
'Yeah, right! now leave, i need to look beautiful again!' Laura dramatically yelled.
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'Woah!' Ron screamed, as laura came back from Ron's room.
'Wow! you look beautiful!' Harry gawped.
'Thank you,' Laura giggled.
'Ron!' Hermione slapped ron around the cheek.
'Harry!' Nehaal did the same to harry.
'Laura!' Hermione and Nehaal went to pounce on Laura, but didn't, as the doorbell went.
'We're so sorry about Oliver. Here,' some of oliver's friends gave laura some flowers, 'by the way, you look wonderful. no wonder he couldn't keep his hands off of you. Mike's a very lucky lad.'
'Do you know Mike?' Laura asked, taking the pink roses from their hands.
'Oh yeah. He's a great guy. By what Oliver told us about you, you two should get on great.'
The boys left. The house was silent. 'Well, that's a good thing to know,' Hermione comforted Laura. Laura was looking a bit worried.
'Yeah, I've met Mike. He is really nice,' Harry said.
'How do you know him?' Nehaal asked.
'Oliver's leaving party? you know Mike!'
'What, was he the guy with the ginger spiky hair??' Nehaal could remember it now, not all that well though. . .
'Yes!' Harry replied.
'OOOOOOOOh! I liked him! He was really sweet! Great personality! Don't worry Laura, you'll love him.'
'Ginger, spikey hair?' Laura quivered.
'Why, is that a problem?' Ron asked, flicking his ginger locks about.
'No! the fact is, i have a thing for ginger spikey hair . . .' :Laura answered.
'Wait. was that you who wrote ''I don't want Elijah I want that spikey hair wonder Seth Green at hogwarts''?'
The doorbell went, this was it.
FINDING OUT SO MUCH
'Yes! Finally! She's gone!! Can I have her room??' Ron asked, insensitevitly.
'No you may not! You shouldn't be thinking things like that at a time like this, Ginny's missing!!' Ron's mum slapped his face.
'Don't worry dear, we'll find her,' Mr Weasly comforted her.
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'Ginny? Ginny? Are you here??' Mrs Weasly asked hoping for a reply as she wondered through the station.
'Have you seen Ginny, Miranda?' Harry asked one of Ginny's friends.
'Yeah, she said, don't worry, i'll be home soon,' Miranda replied.
'Mrs Weasly, Ginny's ok, lets go,' Oliver suggested.
'What did Miranda say?' Mr Weasly asked Harry.
'Oh, she said, that ginny said, don't worry, i'll be home soon,' Harry replied.
'I see.'
'She's ok?? No fair!! I should get the bigger room i'm older!!' Ron Yelled, slumping backwards in his chair.
'Oh what, so you're gonna be one of those people that live with their parents until their 40?' Nehaal asked.
'No. . . I'm just saying. . .'
'I'm like, so not going to marry you if you are!' Hermione said.
'Oliver, you already have a house, don't you?' Laura asked.
'yeah, Why?'
'I just wondered if you were going to live with your parents till you're 40. So, when can I move in??' Laura questioned, putting on her sweet, and innocent little smile.
'We'll move you in tomorrow, i mean, with everything thats going on, we really should live together,' Oliver replied.
'What is going on then?' Mr Weasly asked.
'Oh, erm. . . we'll tell you later, it's not the right time,' Laura put it off again.
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'Mrs Weasly, Mr weasly, me and Ron have something to tell you,' Hermione said in the car.
'Aswell as getting married we're, erm, i mean, hermione. . . ' Ron splutered.
'Look. Hermione and Ron are pregnant. So are Oliver and Laura and we're having a triple wedding so get over it,' Nehaal screamed.
'Nehaal, did you have to tell them like that?' Hermione complained.
'Look, we weren't getting any where with sweaty over here, and it's not like you were stepping in was it?' Nehaal back talked.
'Sweaty? Sweaty? You think i'm sweaty?' Ron asked in a high pitched tone.
'Ron, you're nose is dripping with it,' Harry replied.
'EEEEEEEEEEEwwwwwww!!' Laura screeched huddling up to Oliver.
'It's ok dear, it's just sweat,' Oliver replied.
'You're pregnant?'Mrs Weasly asked.
'Yes,' Hermione replied. Mr weasly starred at his son, Ron put his head down in shame.
'Look Ron. I'm not ashamed of you because all normal people do it. I just want you to take good care of hermione,' Mr weasly said, slipping ron some money.
'I don't want your pitty money,' Ron replied.
'Honey, normally when you say that you don't take the money,' Hermione said.
'I know, it's just- it's 1million!!!! come on! we could get a really nice house, and lots of baby clothes, 1million!!' Ron said shamefully.
'Oh, ok! Aslong as our room is lilac!!!' Hermione screamed.
'ok, honey,' Ron said, rubbing noses with his wife-to-be.
'Lucky you! our room has to be green! i hate green!' Laura complained, shooting Oliver a look.
'You told me you liked green! why did you say that if you hate green!!' Oliver said, standing up.
'Well, you liked it so much.'
'Well, i don't want it if you don't want it,' Oliver sat back down, 'what colour do you want, preferbly not pink.'
'Erm, blue??'
'Yeah, ok, blue it is.'
'Ok... so, erm..' Harry was interupted by a knock at the door.
'Yes?' Mrs Weasly said openeing the door to see Draco and 'Ginny!! Oh!! Where did you find her draco??'
'I didn't find her,'
'And i didn't get lost. My boyfriend gave me a lift home,' replied Ginny, slumping down in the chair, dragging Draco behind.
'What?!?!?! You're going out, with HIM!!' Ron screamed.
'Yeah. Have been since i started Hogwarts,' Ginny grumbled.
Mrs Weasly fainted. 'Typical teenager,' Oliver chuckled.
'Excuse me? You're only saying that cos you can't play quidditch!!' Draco said, standing up and pushing Oliver down.
'Can't play quidditch! can't play quidditch! My oliver is one of the best players, so shut your big, fat, ugly, covered with rat hairs mouth!!!!' Laura yelled, kicking Draco unconcious.
'Wow!' said Ron and Hermione in amazement, 'I'll go get the popcorn, this is getting good.'
'Stop!! Stop before we find out that Laura has any other, freakishly strong kicks and fighting moves that nobody knew about,' Harry said, helping Mrs Weasly to her feet, obviously leaving Draco on the floor.
'Come on, let's go,' Ginny picked up her bag, grabbed Draco, and walked out the house.
'How could she date that monstrosity?' Nehaal asked, amazing the room that she knew that word.
'Honey, where did you learn that word?' Harry asked.
'What? Laura's not the only one that has hidden secrets! I am quite smart you know. if you were go to my bedroom, you will find all my hogwarts homework, and it's perfect! just, i never exactely got around to handing it in. . .' Nehaal trailed off.
'Ok. . . so, what plans are we making for the wedding?' Ron asked, leaving Nehaal with her over exagerated story and hand gestures.
'Well, we were thinking. That me and the girls will go out and sort out the photographer, flowers, decorations and our dresses, while you, Harry, and Oliver, go with your dad and get your outfits, and well, i guess, you can get the food list for our cateeres,' Mrs Weasly said, disappointed.
'Oh, ok!' said the boys, grabbing their 'handbags' (they'd become a fashion. Oliver's was his quidditch team's colours that Laura made, he wouldn't let her make a pink one. Harry's was Dark green, with M.O.M. stitched on it (ministry of magic). And Ron's was, well, Ron's was plain black, how fashionable is that!).
'Come on Laura! Put Oliver down!! You'll be able to see him in 4hours!!' Hermione called, getting into Mrs Weasly car.
'Oliver!! Come on!! It's only Laura!!!' Ron laughed, recieving the finger from Oliver.
'I love you with all my heart!' Oliver yelled from Mr Weasly's car.
'I love you too!!!!' Laura yelled from the other car, as they pulled off in opposite directions. As the boy's car drove out of sight. 'I want my Oliver!!' Laura wailed.
'Look, I know Oliver is all you have, after the untimely death of your family, but your life can't revolve around him,' Nehaal gave Laura some soothing advice.
'I know, it's just, I'm scared something will happen to him,' Laura wiped away a tear.
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Tvelve hours later, the girls opened the door, their arms filled with shopping bags. 'What the hell took you so long?!?!' Mr Weasly shot out of his seat and confronted the girls.
'We were worried sick!' Harry joined him.
'Yeah, what he said!' Ron stood up, shoving more popcorn in his mouth.
Oliver remained sitting quietly in his chair. 'Well, it's not our fault,' Hermione answered, pushing past the men, looking at Laura.
'This little one wouldn't stop complaining about how she missed her Oliver,' Nehaal said, joining Hermione on the couch.
Mrs Weasly followed, 'Young love, it's so sweet.'
'We weren't like that, were we?' Ron looked at Hermione, spitting out popcorn.
'No.'
'It only happens to a few people,' Harry put his arm around Nehaal.
'You may need space. But me and my honey bunny need to be together,' Laura said, kissing her Oliver hello, maybe a bit too friendly.
'Hello honey,' Oliver said, lifting his head up, with a huge gleaming smile on his face.
'I missed you,' Laura sniffled.
'Urgh! I just can't get this car fixed!' Mr Weasly groaned, slumping back through the door.
'What's wrong? car busted?' Oliver asked, standing up.
'Yeah, it just won't start!'
'I'll fix it,' Oliver said.
'And i'll watch!' Ron jumped up, excited. he'd had a bit too much popcorn. . .
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3 hours later . . .
BANG! 'What was that??' Hermione yelled, jumping out of her seat.
'Come . . . out . . . quick!' Ron ran in the house to get the others.
'Oh my God!!' Nehaal screamed
'Oh dear . . .' Harry was shocked
'What's going on?' Laura asked, stepping outside, 'Nooo!!! Oliver!! Are you ok? Speak to me!!' Laura shrieked.
'I . . . love . . . yo ..' Oliver was dead.
'I'm sorry Laura, we're to late,' Mrs Weasly said, hearding everyone inside, leaving Mr weasly driving him to the hospital.
'What happened?' Hermione asked Ron.
'Well, i'd sat down on the bench, while i watched Oliver. He was working on the car engine, and the engine just exploded.'
'Oh my God,' Nehaal said again.
'I don't believe it. Laura must be devestated. That's three deaths in 1 year. All people who she loved so much,' Harry held Nehaal closer, 'You know I love you soo much, right?'
'I do too,' Replied Nehaal.
'If i die tomorrow, i want you to know, you were the only one for me,' Ron grabbed Hermione.
'Who's going to tell like, the world?' Hermione wondered.
'I'll go call the police, they'll tell the media, they can announce it,' Harry said, getting the phone.
Mrs Weasly plodded down the stairs. 'She needs to be alone.'
'She must feel terrible,' Nehaal shock her head in disbelief.
'Turn on the t.v and get Laura,' Harry said, walking through the kitchen.
'I'll do it,' Hermion went upstairs, and bought Laura back down.
'What . . . wh y do we have to watch t.v?' Laura asked, still shaking.
The news had just started. 'Oliver Wood, the best quidditch player the stingers have ever seen. Is dead. he died during fixing a friend's car, but the engine exploded. he made a special video tape incase anything like this happened, and we'll show it now.'
'What?' Laura's voice was shaking now.
the video started. 'I, Oliver wood, incase anything unexpected happens would like to say this. I have lived along and happy life, filled with great things. I want Harry to know, he's an excellent quidditch player, whom i was honoured to play against.May you and nehaal stay together forever. To you harry and nehaal, i leave my medals and trophies, and a secret something in my stingers locker, harry, you know the number. Ron, although, extremely slow, you are a wonderful friend, and i wish you and hermione all the happiness in the world. To you Ron and hermione, i leave my lab kit, and my prized collection of everything single stinger player's picture autograph, and car keys. the cars can be found in my garage. And to Laura, my darling. I love you with all my heart. you're a wonderful person, and i'm sorry we can't be together forever, but one day we'll meet in heaven. I leave my whole heart to you, and everythnig in my house, including the house and the secret 90 million i was saving. (laura stopped shaking, now she was just gormless.) i don't want you to stay alone to long, i want someone else to know you in your full glory. that's why, i've lined up a date for you with one of my best friends, Mike Haxell. You'll get on wonderfully, but if you don't, then it's your choice. Please, please, please, keep my ring, it's what i want you to remember me by. Well. that's all i have to say, goodbye world.'
'Well, Laura, are you ok?' Hermione asked, feeling Laura's pain.
'I love him. he was great, and if he wants me to move on. then i will. so, when's this date then?' Laura asked, perking up.
'Only Laura,' Harry chuckled, shaking his head.
'Well, come on, let's pick your outfit, you've only got 24 hours!!' Nehaal started pushing Laura up the stairs.
'They don't waste no time!' Ron laughed.
'Erm, boys, can you come up to Ron's room???' Hermione called from upstairs.
'Oh my gosh! What's with all the tissues??' Ron screeched.
'Well, my boyfriend just died, what d'ya expect? Right, we need you 2 strong men to clear all these tissues,' Laura replied.
' why? can't you wait 12 hours before getting ready?' Harry complained.
'Look. I'm a state, it'll take 23 hours for me to get my self looking cute again, then 1 hour to wait patientely.'
'ok...........' the boys bent over to pick up all the tissues, when suddenely . . .
'Oh my God!' Laura laughed.
'Oh dear!' Nehaal joined Laura.
'Oh no! I told you never wear that pair of underwear ever!' Hermione looked at Ron trying not to laugh at his captain Speedy underwear.
'You . . . wear . . . captain speedy underwear! you sad, pathetic, boy!' Harry was laughing his head off, while ron turned bright red.
'I was . . . working out! yeah, these are my working out pants.' that was ron's lame excuse.
'Yeah, right! now leave, i need to look beautiful again!' Laura dramatically yelled.
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'Woah!' Ron screamed, as laura came back from Ron's room.
'Wow! you look beautiful!' Harry gawped.
'Thank you,' Laura giggled.
'Ron!' Hermione slapped ron around the cheek.
'Harry!' Nehaal did the same to harry.
'Laura!' Hermione and Nehaal went to pounce on Laura, but didn't, as the doorbell went.
'We're so sorry about Oliver. Here,' some of oliver's friends gave laura some flowers, 'by the way, you look wonderful. no wonder he couldn't keep his hands off of you. Mike's a very lucky lad.'
'Do you know Mike?' Laura asked, taking the pink roses from their hands.
'Oh yeah. He's a great guy. By what Oliver told us about you, you two should get on great.'
The boys left. The house was silent. 'Well, that's a good thing to know,' Hermione comforted Laura. Laura was looking a bit worried.
'Yeah, I've met Mike. He is really nice,' Harry said.
'How do you know him?' Nehaal asked.
'Oliver's leaving party? you know Mike!'
'What, was he the guy with the ginger spiky hair??' Nehaal could remember it now, not all that well though. . .
'Yes!' Harry replied.
'OOOOOOOOh! I liked him! He was really sweet! Great personality! Don't worry Laura, you'll love him.'
'Ginger, spikey hair?' Laura quivered.
'Why, is that a problem?' Ron asked, flicking his ginger locks about.
'No! the fact is, i have a thing for ginger spikey hair . . .' :Laura answered.
'Wait. was that you who wrote ''I don't want Elijah I want that spikey hair wonder Seth Green at hogwarts''?'
The doorbell went, this was it.