The Neverending Harry Potter Story
Chapter 7: Bob
by lunatyme
Disclaimer: No, my name is not J. K. Rowling
Harry looked around. He bit his lip and then decided to just come right out and say it.
"Are you sure this is Ireland?"
"Well of course!" replied his companion who then began to point at various features of their surroundings. "See, there's the Sphinx and there's some pyramids...Oops!" Harry groaned and put his head in his hands. "Silly, I was just joking. We have to stop here to get the map to the girl's house. Really, just because I'm a blonde..." she trailed off muttering underneath her breath.
"Did you hear the one about the two blondes on opposite sides of the river? One blonde said to the other, 'how do you get to the other side?' and the other one said, 'you already are!'" This..um..unexpected (or not) joke came from the mouth of a hedgehog popping up from the desert sand who promptly started giggling madly.
"Okaayy..." was the only response from Harry. Taryn was a different matter altogether. She pounced on the animal but it raced away in a manner oddly like a certain blue member of the same species. Harry dared not interfere once he noticed the maniacal gleam in her eye as she chased it into the distance.
"Harry?" came a new but slightly familiar voice. He looked in the direction it had came from.
"Bill?" indeed it was the pony-tailed, earringed Weasley. (AN: you gotta love that fang) "What are you doing here?"
"I could say the same thing to you. I work here, remember?
"Oh yeah. Well I'm here with Taryn who is currently...ah...meeting the wildlife? heh heh" Harry looked away. That was when the lady in question appeared with a very smug and satisfied smirk on her face.
"I got the little bugger!" She held up a small cage where, indeed, the hedgehog was sulkingly imprisoned.
"Oh, you found Bob!" cried Bill joyfully, "I've been looking all over for him." He opened the cage and cuddled the creature now known as Bob. "Oh you poor wittle thing! I bet you was scared and wonely. Don't worry anymore, Papa's here and he won't let anything hurt you!"
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Author's note
Well...It doesn't make that much sense to me either. I like Bill. Ok, I don't really have much to say right now but i'm blaming everything on the heat! It's the middle of April Vacation and it's 90 degrees out! In Rhode Island, in case you thought it was like Florida or Texas or somewhere that usually has high temps outside of summer. This is just ridiculous. I tried to make this chapter longer than previous ones but i wasn't as successful as i hoped to be. you can also find this fanfic at my website www.geocities.com/lunatyme
Chapter 7: Bob
by lunatyme
Disclaimer: No, my name is not J. K. Rowling
Harry looked around. He bit his lip and then decided to just come right out and say it.
"Are you sure this is Ireland?"
"Well of course!" replied his companion who then began to point at various features of their surroundings. "See, there's the Sphinx and there's some pyramids...Oops!" Harry groaned and put his head in his hands. "Silly, I was just joking. We have to stop here to get the map to the girl's house. Really, just because I'm a blonde..." she trailed off muttering underneath her breath.
"Did you hear the one about the two blondes on opposite sides of the river? One blonde said to the other, 'how do you get to the other side?' and the other one said, 'you already are!'" This..um..unexpected (or not) joke came from the mouth of a hedgehog popping up from the desert sand who promptly started giggling madly.
"Okaayy..." was the only response from Harry. Taryn was a different matter altogether. She pounced on the animal but it raced away in a manner oddly like a certain blue member of the same species. Harry dared not interfere once he noticed the maniacal gleam in her eye as she chased it into the distance.
"Harry?" came a new but slightly familiar voice. He looked in the direction it had came from.
"Bill?" indeed it was the pony-tailed, earringed Weasley. (AN: you gotta love that fang) "What are you doing here?"
"I could say the same thing to you. I work here, remember?
"Oh yeah. Well I'm here with Taryn who is currently...ah...meeting the wildlife? heh heh" Harry looked away. That was when the lady in question appeared with a very smug and satisfied smirk on her face.
"I got the little bugger!" She held up a small cage where, indeed, the hedgehog was sulkingly imprisoned.
"Oh, you found Bob!" cried Bill joyfully, "I've been looking all over for him." He opened the cage and cuddled the creature now known as Bob. "Oh you poor wittle thing! I bet you was scared and wonely. Don't worry anymore, Papa's here and he won't let anything hurt you!"
Author's note
Well...It doesn't make that much sense to me either. I like Bill. Ok, I don't really have much to say right now but i'm blaming everything on the heat! It's the middle of April Vacation and it's 90 degrees out! In Rhode Island, in case you thought it was like Florida or Texas or somewhere that usually has high temps outside of summer. This is just ridiculous. I tried to make this chapter longer than previous ones but i wasn't as successful as i hoped to be. you can also find this fanfic at my website www.geocities.com/lunatyme
