sorry this took so long. thanks to the two who reviewed! this'll be short, and won't have much of a point but i wanted to get it up.
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Harry followed his friends as they walked towards a store called Deirdra's Dress Robes. Ginny was standing in front, waiting impatiently for her brothers. As soon as she saw them, she went strait for Hermione.
"Hermione!" squealed Ginny, throwing her arms around the older yet slightly shorter girl. "You look just wonderful!"
"You too," Hermione replied, blushing a little.
"Are you buying new dress robes this year?" Ginny asked excitedly. Hermione nodded and Ginny squealed again. Before any of the boys could blink, Ginny had grabbed Hermione by the wrist and dragged her into the shop. The boys followed.
The shop was seperated in to two sections, boy's robes on the left, girl's robes on the right. Ginny and Hermione disappeared almost instantly into the crowds of other girls on the right, while Harry and Ron reluctantly followed Fred and George to the left.
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An hour later Harry and Ron were sitting infront of the shop, waiting on the girls. Fred and George had left immediatly after the new robes had been bought.
"What's taking those two so bloody long?" Ron muttered in impatience.
Harry just shrugged. Even though one of his best friends for the past 4 years was a girl, he had to admit that he didn't know all too much about them.
"Never mind, I know what's taking so long. They're girls, they probably had to try on every single thing in the shop," Ron huffed, falling back against the bench heavily.
"For your information, Ronald," Ginny started, standing unexpectedly over them, "we did NOT try on everything in the shop. We simply took our time picking out the RIGHT robes."
"Plus, we ran into someone," Hermione said, looking over her shoulder at the figure following her out the door. Harry knew who the girl standing behind his friend was before she even looked up from her bagsto face them.
"Hey," Fina said, smiling brightly.
"Your new friend Fina here needed, a, uh, second opinion," Ginny said, smiling.
"Please, I was lucky you two showed up. I'm totally clueless when it comes to these things."
"You weren't doing that bad," Hermione said, reassuringly.
"Sure I wasn't," Fina replied sarcasticly. "Anyway, thanks, both of you. I better be getting back," Fina stopped and looked over her shoulder. "I left my bodygaurd," she said, empasizing the last word over-dramaticly, "about half an hour ago. It was nice meeting you Ginny, and it was good to see you all again."
"You too Fina," Hermione replied. "Look for us tommorow on the train."
"I will," she replied happily as she started to walk away. "Thanks again!" she called before disappearing behind a crowd of fourth-year Ravenclaws.
Harry stared after her, letting his mind pretend it could still see her. She's ammazing, Harry thought to himself. She wasn't like any girl Harry had ever seen in real life. She was beautiful, but she acted as if she niether noticed nor cared.
"Harry?" Hermione said, waving her hand infront of his face. He looked up, startled out of his reverie.
"You ready to go, mate?" Ron asked, standing up.
"Yeah," Harry breathed. He suddenly noticed that it seemed to be getting dark and a bit chilly, Hermione was shivering.
Harry elbowed Ron. "Oy, what was that fo..." Harry tossed his head toward Hermione while giving a lite tug at Ron's jacket. "Oh," he muttered under his breath. He shrugged off his jacket and thrust it informaly towards Hermione, who was rubbing her arms, trying to get warm.
"Oh," she said, a bit shocked. Her cheeks turned a bit rosy as she took the jacket, and Harry did not think it was from the cold. "Thank you," she said sincerly as she put the jacket on. Ron muttered something vaguely resembling 'you're welcome' before shoving his hands in his pockets and turning towards the Leaky Cauldron. Harry exchanged a look with Ginny as he and the girls followed.
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The next morning, Fina stood in the middle of the crowded train station, frustrated and now quite lost.
"I hate this stupid fucking country," she muttered under her breath. She looked around, trying to find someone or something familiar. She had a feeling that Platform 9 and 3/4 was not something she could ask just anybody directions to.
And then something caught her eye. A head of sleek blond hair was moving forward in the crowd ahead of her. She instantly followed, pulling the heavy cart behind her. She pushed through person after person, trying to catch the familiar young man several yards away.
"Fina!"
Fina whipped around, startled. Hermione Granger was racing up to her, out of breath. "I've been looking all over for you! We thought maybe you'd gotten lost.
Fina smiled, "Of course, leave it to me to be totally confused by a country that doesn't even speak a different language." Hermione laughed but Fina's eyes had turned back to the crowd. He was gone.
"You seemed to have sorted it out though. You were going in the right direction," Hermione said. "Here, let me take your these," she said, taking Fina's jacket and the small bag she'd had over her shoulder, "while you push your cart."
"Thanks," she replied, following Hermione and brushing off thoughts of the young man she'd been chasing after. "Are Harry and Ron already there?"
"Oh yes," Hermione replied casually. "They sent me to look for you while they loaded the trunks on board. I just hope they didn't throw mine around the way they do theirs."
"I'm sure Ron took good care of your things."
Hermione stopped suddenly and gave the grinning Fina a shocked look.
"What are you..."
"Oh give it up, Hermione. Contrary to popular belief, being American does not make me stupid," Fina cut her off, continuing toward the large 9 she could now see. Hermione turned a very bright shade of crimson as she followed Fina's confident strides.
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Harry followed his friends as they walked towards a store called Deirdra's Dress Robes. Ginny was standing in front, waiting impatiently for her brothers. As soon as she saw them, she went strait for Hermione.
"Hermione!" squealed Ginny, throwing her arms around the older yet slightly shorter girl. "You look just wonderful!"
"You too," Hermione replied, blushing a little.
"Are you buying new dress robes this year?" Ginny asked excitedly. Hermione nodded and Ginny squealed again. Before any of the boys could blink, Ginny had grabbed Hermione by the wrist and dragged her into the shop. The boys followed.
The shop was seperated in to two sections, boy's robes on the left, girl's robes on the right. Ginny and Hermione disappeared almost instantly into the crowds of other girls on the right, while Harry and Ron reluctantly followed Fred and George to the left.
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An hour later Harry and Ron were sitting infront of the shop, waiting on the girls. Fred and George had left immediatly after the new robes had been bought.
"What's taking those two so bloody long?" Ron muttered in impatience.
Harry just shrugged. Even though one of his best friends for the past 4 years was a girl, he had to admit that he didn't know all too much about them.
"Never mind, I know what's taking so long. They're girls, they probably had to try on every single thing in the shop," Ron huffed, falling back against the bench heavily.
"For your information, Ronald," Ginny started, standing unexpectedly over them, "we did NOT try on everything in the shop. We simply took our time picking out the RIGHT robes."
"Plus, we ran into someone," Hermione said, looking over her shoulder at the figure following her out the door. Harry knew who the girl standing behind his friend was before she even looked up from her bagsto face them.
"Hey," Fina said, smiling brightly.
"Your new friend Fina here needed, a, uh, second opinion," Ginny said, smiling.
"Please, I was lucky you two showed up. I'm totally clueless when it comes to these things."
"You weren't doing that bad," Hermione said, reassuringly.
"Sure I wasn't," Fina replied sarcasticly. "Anyway, thanks, both of you. I better be getting back," Fina stopped and looked over her shoulder. "I left my bodygaurd," she said, empasizing the last word over-dramaticly, "about half an hour ago. It was nice meeting you Ginny, and it was good to see you all again."
"You too Fina," Hermione replied. "Look for us tommorow on the train."
"I will," she replied happily as she started to walk away. "Thanks again!" she called before disappearing behind a crowd of fourth-year Ravenclaws.
Harry stared after her, letting his mind pretend it could still see her. She's ammazing, Harry thought to himself. She wasn't like any girl Harry had ever seen in real life. She was beautiful, but she acted as if she niether noticed nor cared.
"Harry?" Hermione said, waving her hand infront of his face. He looked up, startled out of his reverie.
"You ready to go, mate?" Ron asked, standing up.
"Yeah," Harry breathed. He suddenly noticed that it seemed to be getting dark and a bit chilly, Hermione was shivering.
Harry elbowed Ron. "Oy, what was that fo..." Harry tossed his head toward Hermione while giving a lite tug at Ron's jacket. "Oh," he muttered under his breath. He shrugged off his jacket and thrust it informaly towards Hermione, who was rubbing her arms, trying to get warm.
"Oh," she said, a bit shocked. Her cheeks turned a bit rosy as she took the jacket, and Harry did not think it was from the cold. "Thank you," she said sincerly as she put the jacket on. Ron muttered something vaguely resembling 'you're welcome' before shoving his hands in his pockets and turning towards the Leaky Cauldron. Harry exchanged a look with Ginny as he and the girls followed.
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The next morning, Fina stood in the middle of the crowded train station, frustrated and now quite lost.
"I hate this stupid fucking country," she muttered under her breath. She looked around, trying to find someone or something familiar. She had a feeling that Platform 9 and 3/4 was not something she could ask just anybody directions to.
And then something caught her eye. A head of sleek blond hair was moving forward in the crowd ahead of her. She instantly followed, pulling the heavy cart behind her. She pushed through person after person, trying to catch the familiar young man several yards away.
"Fina!"
Fina whipped around, startled. Hermione Granger was racing up to her, out of breath. "I've been looking all over for you! We thought maybe you'd gotten lost.
Fina smiled, "Of course, leave it to me to be totally confused by a country that doesn't even speak a different language." Hermione laughed but Fina's eyes had turned back to the crowd. He was gone.
"You seemed to have sorted it out though. You were going in the right direction," Hermione said. "Here, let me take your these," she said, taking Fina's jacket and the small bag she'd had over her shoulder, "while you push your cart."
"Thanks," she replied, following Hermione and brushing off thoughts of the young man she'd been chasing after. "Are Harry and Ron already there?"
"Oh yes," Hermione replied casually. "They sent me to look for you while they loaded the trunks on board. I just hope they didn't throw mine around the way they do theirs."
"I'm sure Ron took good care of your things."
Hermione stopped suddenly and gave the grinning Fina a shocked look.
"What are you..."
"Oh give it up, Hermione. Contrary to popular belief, being American does not make me stupid," Fina cut her off, continuing toward the large 9 she could now see. Hermione turned a very bright shade of crimson as she followed Fina's confident strides.
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