"Ron!" Hermione yelled loudly. "Will you please move your papers off
the table!"
"I did last night!" Ron yelled from his room.
"Then why are they still here!" Hermione put her hands on her hips.
"Hermione have you seen my other sock?" Harry asked hopping into the living room.
Hermione sighed and sat down at the cluttered table. "No, Harry, I haven't."
After Harry, Ron, and Hermione graduated they decided to pitch in and buy an apartment together, that way they could still live their lives, but always be together. It almost made it seem like Hogwarts again. The apartment they bought was just outside of Diagon Alley. It was large and spacious. Each of them had their own room and Hermione had her own little office. There was a decent sized kitchen and a large living room. It was wonderful having Harry and Ron with her all the time, just like old days, but they were the messiest people to live with. Ron had papers of inventory everywhere from his work at Quidditch Today, the store Ron was able to open due to the help of Fred and George. Harry, who also helped Ron out at the store, had been accepted as a seeker for a local team. He had brooms and quidditch supplies everywhere. Hermione, who was studying to be a RWWN (Registered Witch and Wizard Nurse), had plenty of books around the house also. Looking around again, Hermione made up her mind.
"What are you two doing today?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron who had stumbled into the kitchen to have breakfast.
"Nothing," they said in unison.
"Why?" Harry wanted to know.
"I think we should do some spring cleaning," she said firmly.
Harry and Ron looked at her in horror. Spring-cleaning! What a perfect way to ruin a Saturday.
"Don't look at me like that!" Hermione demanded. "Now what are you going to do if you ever bring a girlfriend over and this place is trashed like this."
"Push aside a space on the couch and invite her to sit?" Ron smirked.
"Very funny Ronald Weasley but you won't be smirking when you get turning down by a girl because of how you keep this place," she said.
"Alright Hermione, alright we'll help you clean," Harry agreed.
"We will?" Ron asked.
"Yes," Harry said, hoping that an argument wouldn't break out over the two of them.
"Ok, then, you two finish eating while I shower and then we will start," Hermione said walking into the bathroom.
"Do you have the slightest idea what you have just gotten us into?" Ron asked Harry fuming, the last thing he wanted to do today was clean.
"Yes, but do you have any idea what kind of trouble I got YOU out of?" Harry asked smiling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Master, look what I found in Mr. Longbottem's pocket," a trembling little man said, handing over a slip of paper to a hooded figure.
"It looks like an invitation to a get together of some sort," the figure said.
"Yes," said the little man, grinning. "But read who it is for."
The figure opened the invitation and read. "You are invited to the apartment- warming party for Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Miss. Granger."
His eyes locked on the word Granger.
"I need you to collect a hair from Mr. Longbottem and bring it to me as quickly as possible," the figure said anxiously.
"Of course Master," the small man said hurrying off. "As you wish."
"Yes, Granger, I just may get my wish after all."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Alright, now Harry, collect everything of yours that is in the kitchen or living room and put it in a pile over there. Then, sort through it and find out what you need and don't. Then find somewhere to put it in your room. Ron you do the same and so will I. Then we can start disinfecting," Hermione said.
Ron looked ready to drop over dead at these words but reluctantly began anyway, as did Harry.
"And remember, this place has to stay spotless until after the party," Hermione reminded them.
"Yeah, yeah," Ron mumbled, and began to clean.
A/N: So who is it who the invitation, and what will they do about it. Read on to find out. And please oh pretty review and tell me if I should keep up with it.
"I did last night!" Ron yelled from his room.
"Then why are they still here!" Hermione put her hands on her hips.
"Hermione have you seen my other sock?" Harry asked hopping into the living room.
Hermione sighed and sat down at the cluttered table. "No, Harry, I haven't."
After Harry, Ron, and Hermione graduated they decided to pitch in and buy an apartment together, that way they could still live their lives, but always be together. It almost made it seem like Hogwarts again. The apartment they bought was just outside of Diagon Alley. It was large and spacious. Each of them had their own room and Hermione had her own little office. There was a decent sized kitchen and a large living room. It was wonderful having Harry and Ron with her all the time, just like old days, but they were the messiest people to live with. Ron had papers of inventory everywhere from his work at Quidditch Today, the store Ron was able to open due to the help of Fred and George. Harry, who also helped Ron out at the store, had been accepted as a seeker for a local team. He had brooms and quidditch supplies everywhere. Hermione, who was studying to be a RWWN (Registered Witch and Wizard Nurse), had plenty of books around the house also. Looking around again, Hermione made up her mind.
"What are you two doing today?" Hermione asked Harry and Ron who had stumbled into the kitchen to have breakfast.
"Nothing," they said in unison.
"Why?" Harry wanted to know.
"I think we should do some spring cleaning," she said firmly.
Harry and Ron looked at her in horror. Spring-cleaning! What a perfect way to ruin a Saturday.
"Don't look at me like that!" Hermione demanded. "Now what are you going to do if you ever bring a girlfriend over and this place is trashed like this."
"Push aside a space on the couch and invite her to sit?" Ron smirked.
"Very funny Ronald Weasley but you won't be smirking when you get turning down by a girl because of how you keep this place," she said.
"Alright Hermione, alright we'll help you clean," Harry agreed.
"We will?" Ron asked.
"Yes," Harry said, hoping that an argument wouldn't break out over the two of them.
"Ok, then, you two finish eating while I shower and then we will start," Hermione said walking into the bathroom.
"Do you have the slightest idea what you have just gotten us into?" Ron asked Harry fuming, the last thing he wanted to do today was clean.
"Yes, but do you have any idea what kind of trouble I got YOU out of?" Harry asked smiling.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Master, look what I found in Mr. Longbottem's pocket," a trembling little man said, handing over a slip of paper to a hooded figure.
"It looks like an invitation to a get together of some sort," the figure said.
"Yes," said the little man, grinning. "But read who it is for."
The figure opened the invitation and read. "You are invited to the apartment- warming party for Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, and Miss. Granger."
His eyes locked on the word Granger.
"I need you to collect a hair from Mr. Longbottem and bring it to me as quickly as possible," the figure said anxiously.
"Of course Master," the small man said hurrying off. "As you wish."
"Yes, Granger, I just may get my wish after all."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"Alright, now Harry, collect everything of yours that is in the kitchen or living room and put it in a pile over there. Then, sort through it and find out what you need and don't. Then find somewhere to put it in your room. Ron you do the same and so will I. Then we can start disinfecting," Hermione said.
Ron looked ready to drop over dead at these words but reluctantly began anyway, as did Harry.
"And remember, this place has to stay spotless until after the party," Hermione reminded them.
"Yeah, yeah," Ron mumbled, and began to clean.
A/N: So who is it who the invitation, and what will they do about it. Read on to find out. And please oh pretty review and tell me if I should keep up with it.
