Thank you again to my reviewers! I'm very, very happy right now! Well, that could be because I'm on a sugar high, but. . .shh, we can pretend it's because of all the people who reviewed my story!
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Harry glanced over at Ron, who was sitting next to Hermione and chatting with her very animatedly. He sighed, and looked over at the bartender of the Leaky Cauldron. Tom grinned toothlessly at Harry, and turned away to wait on a few old witches. Harry sighed, and stuck a toothpick into the remains of his sandwich.
Getting bored? Sirius muttered into his ear. It's your birthday. You're not supposed to be-- He followed Harry's gaze to Ron and Hermione, who were now laughing outrageously about something. Oh. I see. He stood up and announced, Okay, folks! Let's go.
Ron and Hermione got up somewhat reluctantly, and followed Harry and Sirius out into the alley behind the pub. Sirius tapped the correct brick, and they walked into Diagon Alley.
What shall we do first? Sirius asked. That was a mistake.
Gambol & Japes! Ron shouted, getting a curious stare from passersby. He immediately turned scarlet. I want to get a nose-biting teacup to trick Fred and George, he said, lowering his voice.
Quality Quidditch Supplies, Harry suggested. I'm almost out of handle polish. You could get a servicing kit for your broom, Ron.
Flourish & Blotts! Hermione exclaimed. I want a copy of Modern Magical History, and we have to get all our books for school. As Head Girl, I--
You're Head Girl! Harry and Ron exclaimed at the same time. Hermione blushed a charming shade of pink, and nodded shyly.
I wonder who's Head Boy? Ron remarked.
Harry coughed. Hermione gave him a piercing look, and suddenly let out a squeal.
Oh, congratulations Harry! she exclaimed.
What? I--I mean, how? I-- Ron stammered.
I honestly don't know why, Harry replied, slightly embarrassed.
Excuse me, Sirius quickly interrupted. Let's go get the things you need for school first. Starting with books. Ignoring the disappointed looks on Harry's and Ron's faces, he followed an excited Hermione into Flourish & Blotts. They quickly purchased their books for school, and then went next door into Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.
Hogwarts, dears? she asked, smiling. They nodded, and almost before she could say Who's first? he found himself with a black robe over his head. Other assistants came over to fit Ron and Hermione.
Dress robes, too? Madam Malkin asked Harry when she had finished pinning.
Yes, thanks, Harry nodded. She led him over to a display case containing many scraps of materials.
Pick a color, dear, she gestured, and turned back to his black robes. Harry picked the same bottle green color that his old robes had been, and she grabbed a robe in that color from the back room and was pinning him into it before he knew it. He watched Ron excitedly poring over the different colors, with Hermione giving suggestions. Ron had considerably more money to spend this year. His father had helped enormously in the defeat of Voldemort, and was rewarded with a much higher paycheck. Ron picked out navy blue, and Hermione chose a pale, shimmery lavender color.
There you are, dear, Madam Malkin chirped, pulling the robes off of Harry. She gave them to another assistant, who took them off into the back room. Come back for them in about half an hour.
Harry stepped outside to wait with Sirius, and when Ron and Hermione joined them, they set off towards Quality Quidditch Supplies. They spent the rest of the day shopping, and then happily headed back to the apartment.
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Yes, extremely short I know, but I'm going to post the next chapter right after this I think. Make sure you review!
