Chapter 3- the Leaky Cauldron.
"Hi guys, where's Ron?" Asked Harry curiously.
"Oh he's upstairs getting all
his things ready" grinned George. Harry didn't think he should believe them; he
took another glance at the bag and sat down.
"So when do you think he'll
be coming down then?" He said in a sly voice.
"Anytime soon" Fred and
looked at each other and started giggling like mad. But then they saw Harry's
face and sat up straight with a very serious face.
"No really, where is he?"
"I told you, he's upstairs,"
they laughed again.
Then Harry felt something
moving down by his feet, he looked under the table and saw and eye peeping out
of Fred and Georges bag. Then he opened the bag, thinking he would be helping
Ron out, when he zoomed down very small into the bag. He looked up and saw a
crack in the top where the bag opened and noticed about six eyes looking down
to him. The bag was empty, and very dark. It was all made of brown leather.
Harry didn't really like leather that much, although he didn't know why, it
just made him feel ill.
He
heard Ron come and sit down with them, and stayed very quiet so he could hear
what they were saying.
"Hi Ron, how are you today?"
said Fred smiling.
"Fine, hey is that Harry's
trunk?" wondered Ron "where is he?"
"I don't know he just
disappeared I guess." Said George.
"Oh he isn't in the bag is
he?"
"Why don't you look and find
out?"
"No way, you open it, I'm
never going near that thing again after what happened last time." Ron laughed.
It was obvious that Ron had been sucked into the bag before.
Harry noticed that Hermione
had been very quiet and that was very strange, because usually she was
complaining about Fred and George's tricks.
Harry
felt his stomach jolt and then flew up out of the bag. He landed sitting
upright on the chair and he laughed about it with the others.
"Me and George are going to
get a shop soon. We made a poster about our jokes and hung it up outside."
"Really? That's great!"
Congratulated Harry "Has anyone replied yet?"
"Oh no, we only just put it
up this morning, so they're going to have to send us an owl when were at
Hogwarts."
"Hermione, what's wrong?
You've hardly said anything all day."
"Oh it's nothing big, it's
just Snuffles. You read the newspaper didn't you?"
"Yeah, listen he'll be
alright."
"Have you heard from him yet?
Did he send you something for your birthday?"
"Well no, but I'm sure he'll
be Okay. Honestly, there's nothing to worry about. Anyway I need to get rid of
this trunk and do some shopping, come on." Said Harry.
Harry got his book list and started heading for the shop. He had already got some money from Gringots so he could go straight there. He looked at his list:
You will need:
'Be Prepared- A guide for
Divination' by Woza Scout,
'Intermediate Potions' by
Hugh Jarss,
'1000 More Herbs and Fungi'
by Hans Durtee,
'The Standard Book of Spells
Grade V' by Miranda Goshawk
'Hogwarts a History' by
'All About Dragons' by Boyitt
Urtsalot,
Harry stared at the words 'Hogwarts a History' and pointed it out to Ron.
"I bet Hermione likes that,"
Ron laughed
"Yeah, she's probably got a
thousand copies already."
"Come on, the shops close in
half an hour, we better hurry up."
Harry and Ron walked into Flourish and Blotts and started
looking around, but they couldn't find anything except 'Hogwarts a History'
which they weren't too pleased about because they were half planning not to get
anyway and say they couldn't find it.
They asked at the front desk for help and showed the woman
their list. She found everyone except 'All About Dragons'. Then she disappeared
into the back room and came out five minutes later, struggling with two heavy
volumes, which looked like they may have been bound with dragon hide. Harry and
Ron looked at each other and smiled. They had Hagrid for Care of Magical
Creatures, so they weren't really surprised that this book looked so strange.
After they had paid for their books, they struggled to
carry them back to the Leaky Cauldron. They took them upstairs, to where they
were sleeping that night and dropped them into their trunks, then went back
downstairs for a drink.
