Chapter 5: Narrator
The next few days were fairly boring until the day Harry was to arrive.
That morning, Ron awoke to Ginny yelling at him, "Ron! Wake up! Harry's coming early so we can go shopping! He'll be here any minute!" He jumped off the top of the bunk bed and turned red. He just realized Hermione was standing there too, but she was fully dressed when he was only wearing his Chudley Cannon boxers. Hermione was wearing a white off the shoulder crop-top (so he could see her entire mid-drift) and dark green short-shorts that looked as if they had been torn, instead of cut, around each of the legs and around the waist.
He grabbed a blanket almost automatically and wrapped it around himself.
"Am I over dressed?" Ginny giggled at what Hermione said. Then Ginny ran out of the room and slammed the door shut behind her.
"Er...what do you think I should wear today, Hermione?"
Hermione's P.O.V.
"Well it's time for us to go back to our shop and make some money! But you guys need to go downstairs to Mum and go shopping. Well bye you lovebirds!"
"Yah, bye lovebirds!"
We all said bye to the twins as they aparated to their store, probably.
"Hermione, I need to go finish getting ready now ok?"
"I'll go with you Ron, I have to finish too."
Hermione had just finished putting jell in her hair so it wouldn't get bushy, when I was still fiddling with my hair. "Ron do you want me to help you?" Hermione said as she took my comb from me, dug around in her toiletry bag and pulled out a little container of moose. "Er... do you have a stool I could stand on?"
I grabbed a little step stool out of the cupboard and put it next to me. Hermione stood on the stool. She put some of the moose on my head and started to rub it around in my hair. "How do you want your hair done?"
"However you think it looks best."
"Alright." she kept on rubbing my head for about a minute. She got down from the step stool, looked at me for a second, then said, "Perfect!" I looked in the mirror. She made my hair look natural, but more soft or something. "Thanks Hermione. I didn't know that you knew how to do hair, especially guy hair."
"Hey, just cuz I don't show it doesn't mean that I'm not a girl. Besides, it comes naturally to me. And I've had to deal with my hair for sixteen years so I think that I can handle just about any type of hair."
"Ok, well lets go have breakfast."
The next few days were fairly boring until the day Harry was to arrive.
That morning, Ron awoke to Ginny yelling at him, "Ron! Wake up! Harry's coming early so we can go shopping! He'll be here any minute!" He jumped off the top of the bunk bed and turned red. He just realized Hermione was standing there too, but she was fully dressed when he was only wearing his Chudley Cannon boxers. Hermione was wearing a white off the shoulder crop-top (so he could see her entire mid-drift) and dark green short-shorts that looked as if they had been torn, instead of cut, around each of the legs and around the waist.
He grabbed a blanket almost automatically and wrapped it around himself.
"Am I over dressed?" Ginny giggled at what Hermione said. Then Ginny ran out of the room and slammed the door shut behind her.
"Er...what do you think I should wear today, Hermione?"
Hermione's P.O.V.
"Well it's time for us to go back to our shop and make some money! But you guys need to go downstairs to Mum and go shopping. Well bye you lovebirds!"
"Yah, bye lovebirds!"
We all said bye to the twins as they aparated to their store, probably.
"Hermione, I need to go finish getting ready now ok?"
"I'll go with you Ron, I have to finish too."
Hermione had just finished putting jell in her hair so it wouldn't get bushy, when I was still fiddling with my hair. "Ron do you want me to help you?" Hermione said as she took my comb from me, dug around in her toiletry bag and pulled out a little container of moose. "Er... do you have a stool I could stand on?"
I grabbed a little step stool out of the cupboard and put it next to me. Hermione stood on the stool. She put some of the moose on my head and started to rub it around in my hair. "How do you want your hair done?"
"However you think it looks best."
"Alright." she kept on rubbing my head for about a minute. She got down from the step stool, looked at me for a second, then said, "Perfect!" I looked in the mirror. She made my hair look natural, but more soft or something. "Thanks Hermione. I didn't know that you knew how to do hair, especially guy hair."
"Hey, just cuz I don't show it doesn't mean that I'm not a girl. Besides, it comes naturally to me. And I've had to deal with my hair for sixteen years so I think that I can handle just about any type of hair."
"Ok, well lets go have breakfast."
