(TFG: Hey! I got another idea! Yay! Hehe, okay well J.K.'s characters... my
fanfic...
harrypotter-chik-Thanks! I will.
MioneG-Thank you!
GerHPfa-Yeah, I know that was weird. But so am I so... hehe. Yeah, they will. Don't worry it won't be Pansy/Draco. Ugh! That's just... ugh! I don't think they're good together, so it won't be. It'll be something between them soon. I promise! I've already written up to the 14th chapter, or something like that. 'Cause I had a lot of chaps already written, I just needed to fill the blank spot, and I've done that so...)
Discoveries-6-Going Into Town
"Hey, Malfoy, I need to go into town to get a few things, do you want to come with?" Hermione asked, as she finished her breakfast.
Malfoy looked up from his french toast and said, "Alright. I'm almost out of hair gel anyway."
Hermione rolled her eyes, stuffed the last piece of bacon in her mouth, and got up. She reached the door and turned, "Aren't you coming?" Malfoy nodded, grabbing a small bag and emptying the small tray of fudge into it.
"You know, those were meant for dinner!" Hermione said, exasperated. "I didn't put them out so you could eat them all NOW!"
"Well how was I supposed to know that?" Malfoy asked, following her out the door, eating the fudge. "It's good fudge, by the way."
"I made it," Hermione said, waiting for his response. She heard a spitting sound and smiled while she kept on walking.
"Er... they're... I SUPPOSE..."
Hermione sighed. She did that more than once, I assure you, as they walked. They reached the town, which was almost deserted, and Hermione's face brightened. "Ooh, I have to go there!" she pointed to a grocery store. "We're almost out of food." Then she eyed Malfoy, who acted innocent.
They both went up to the store, and Hermione's face fell when she saw the 'CLOSED' sign in the window. "I guess we could always go to another place," she said, being optimistic.
The two of them looked around a while longer, and after seeing so many 'CLOSED' signs, that they gave up turned around and went back. "Wait!" Malfoy said. "Over there! It says OPEN!"
Hermione looked the direction he was looking, and saw that it was a small drugstore. "I guess it's better than nothing. We CAN live off of junkfood for the rest of the summer, since there IS nothing better!" she eyed him again. "Come on, let's go."
Once inside, they saw that it was a VERY small drugstore. But it would have to do. Hermione started looking through food aisles while Malfoy made his way to the haircare and beauty products (TFG: I don't mean beauty products like MAKEUP! 'Cause then his face wouldn't be so pale, if he used it. I mean like stuff to remove pimples. Just say that his wand quit working because he used it so much for his looks that it wore out or something! Sorry, but I need a reason here!).
"Hey! All they have here is muggle hair stuff! How am I supposed to look gorgeous when my hair is being all messed up by muggle stuff! I need wi-" Luckily Hermione had managed to get over to the other side of the store before he said 'wizards'. And another good thing, was that the shop owner wasn't paying them much attention. He was just standing at the counter reading the newspaper.
"Do you mind?!" she hissed, holding her hand over Malfoy's mouth. "We're not IN the wizarding world! We're in a muggle place! Someone could hear you!" She let go of him, but still glared at him.
"What? That old goat?! Do you honestly think HE could do anything about it?" Malfoy asked, laughing.
"Shut up!" Hermione said. "Let's just get the stuff we need and get out of here!"
"But I still don't have anything for my hair!" Malfoy said. "I'm practically out of hair gel! There isn't even enough for one more time! And I need to wash it again tonight!"
"How often do you wash your hair anyway?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, about three times a day," Malfoy answered.
Hermione stared at him wide eyed. "Three times a day?! Are you crazy?! That's why you need so much hair products! You shouldn't even wash it everyday unless it actually gets dirty. It's not healthy! I only wash mine every other day."
"Eww! No wonder you always smell so bad!"
Hermione just ignored him and went back to her shopping. "Okay, I think I've gotten everything now," she said, ten minutes later.
"Well whoop-de-doo for you! I can't find any hair coloring products! Yesterday I found a strand of hair that was dirty blonde!"
Hermione laughed, holding onto the shopping cart to keep her from falling over.
"What?! It was a WHOLE STRAND! This is a big deal!" Malfoy said, watching her. "Quit laughing!"
"S-Sorry," she said, her laughter dying down. "It's... just... SO... funny!"
They ended up buying their stuff, (with the exception of Malfoy's hair products, much to his dislike) and going back to the house.
(TFG: I know! I know! Malfoy might've been a little too... feminine! Sorry about that, if you didn't like it! I thought it was funny, but... my mom does that if she finds a gray hair, she'll be sitting there pulling out hairs and saying they're gray when they're not! Anyway, REVIEW, please!)
harrypotter-chik-Thanks! I will.
MioneG-Thank you!
GerHPfa-Yeah, I know that was weird. But so am I so... hehe. Yeah, they will. Don't worry it won't be Pansy/Draco. Ugh! That's just... ugh! I don't think they're good together, so it won't be. It'll be something between them soon. I promise! I've already written up to the 14th chapter, or something like that. 'Cause I had a lot of chaps already written, I just needed to fill the blank spot, and I've done that so...)
Discoveries-6-Going Into Town
"Hey, Malfoy, I need to go into town to get a few things, do you want to come with?" Hermione asked, as she finished her breakfast.
Malfoy looked up from his french toast and said, "Alright. I'm almost out of hair gel anyway."
Hermione rolled her eyes, stuffed the last piece of bacon in her mouth, and got up. She reached the door and turned, "Aren't you coming?" Malfoy nodded, grabbing a small bag and emptying the small tray of fudge into it.
"You know, those were meant for dinner!" Hermione said, exasperated. "I didn't put them out so you could eat them all NOW!"
"Well how was I supposed to know that?" Malfoy asked, following her out the door, eating the fudge. "It's good fudge, by the way."
"I made it," Hermione said, waiting for his response. She heard a spitting sound and smiled while she kept on walking.
"Er... they're... I SUPPOSE..."
Hermione sighed. She did that more than once, I assure you, as they walked. They reached the town, which was almost deserted, and Hermione's face brightened. "Ooh, I have to go there!" she pointed to a grocery store. "We're almost out of food." Then she eyed Malfoy, who acted innocent.
They both went up to the store, and Hermione's face fell when she saw the 'CLOSED' sign in the window. "I guess we could always go to another place," she said, being optimistic.
The two of them looked around a while longer, and after seeing so many 'CLOSED' signs, that they gave up turned around and went back. "Wait!" Malfoy said. "Over there! It says OPEN!"
Hermione looked the direction he was looking, and saw that it was a small drugstore. "I guess it's better than nothing. We CAN live off of junkfood for the rest of the summer, since there IS nothing better!" she eyed him again. "Come on, let's go."
Once inside, they saw that it was a VERY small drugstore. But it would have to do. Hermione started looking through food aisles while Malfoy made his way to the haircare and beauty products (TFG: I don't mean beauty products like MAKEUP! 'Cause then his face wouldn't be so pale, if he used it. I mean like stuff to remove pimples. Just say that his wand quit working because he used it so much for his looks that it wore out or something! Sorry, but I need a reason here!).
"Hey! All they have here is muggle hair stuff! How am I supposed to look gorgeous when my hair is being all messed up by muggle stuff! I need wi-" Luckily Hermione had managed to get over to the other side of the store before he said 'wizards'. And another good thing, was that the shop owner wasn't paying them much attention. He was just standing at the counter reading the newspaper.
"Do you mind?!" she hissed, holding her hand over Malfoy's mouth. "We're not IN the wizarding world! We're in a muggle place! Someone could hear you!" She let go of him, but still glared at him.
"What? That old goat?! Do you honestly think HE could do anything about it?" Malfoy asked, laughing.
"Shut up!" Hermione said. "Let's just get the stuff we need and get out of here!"
"But I still don't have anything for my hair!" Malfoy said. "I'm practically out of hair gel! There isn't even enough for one more time! And I need to wash it again tonight!"
"How often do you wash your hair anyway?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, about three times a day," Malfoy answered.
Hermione stared at him wide eyed. "Three times a day?! Are you crazy?! That's why you need so much hair products! You shouldn't even wash it everyday unless it actually gets dirty. It's not healthy! I only wash mine every other day."
"Eww! No wonder you always smell so bad!"
Hermione just ignored him and went back to her shopping. "Okay, I think I've gotten everything now," she said, ten minutes later.
"Well whoop-de-doo for you! I can't find any hair coloring products! Yesterday I found a strand of hair that was dirty blonde!"
Hermione laughed, holding onto the shopping cart to keep her from falling over.
"What?! It was a WHOLE STRAND! This is a big deal!" Malfoy said, watching her. "Quit laughing!"
"S-Sorry," she said, her laughter dying down. "It's... just... SO... funny!"
They ended up buying their stuff, (with the exception of Malfoy's hair products, much to his dislike) and going back to the house.
(TFG: I know! I know! Malfoy might've been a little too... feminine! Sorry about that, if you didn't like it! I thought it was funny, but... my mom does that if she finds a gray hair, she'll be sitting there pulling out hairs and saying they're gray when they're not! Anyway, REVIEW, please!)
