Chapter 3, The End
While all this had been happening, Grace and Sophie had teamed up to find Ron and Hermione. They saw many interesting things on their search, including Draco walking around in orange pajamas (it was morning, around breakfast time), whom Grace soundly scolded on the bad properties of wearing the color orange and would have hurt badly if Sophie had not stepped in, and George and Fred in the process of blowing up a toilet. They said they were going to send it back to their mum. The most interesting thing that happened, however, was they saw Danielle running down the halls shouting frantically for help, all the while being closely pursued by a lump of cheese.
Where could they be?" said Sophie, after a while of searching with Grace. "Why, we've looked everywhere but the Gryffindor common room!" They stopped dead in their tracks, and Grace looked exasperatedly at Sophie.
"Why didn't we look there before?!" she exclaimed.
"Why? Because that would be the logical thing to do of course," Sophie said with an ironic smile. The two proceeded to go up to Gryffindor tower, and were luckily able to get in because someone came out of the portrait hole just when they got there. When they got there, Grace went straight to Ron and Hermione, who were sitting and doing homework alone in a table in the far corner of the common room.
"You two are meant for each other! You have to get together and-" Grace immediately said. Before she could go any further, Ron interrupted.
"Of course we are," He said puzzled, "'Mione and I are already
together."
"But… but…" she sputtered, then gave up trying to talk and just stared
at them.
"Um, what year are you in?" Said Sophie finally.
"Sixth. Honestly…" Said Hermione. All of a sudden, all four of them were sucked back through the inter- dimensional rift they had made and landed back in the cheese store.
"What the..." began Grace. All four friends looked at each other.
"That was… interesting…" said Sophie, looking confused. They never talked about that incident again except for once in private a year later. Everyone thought it was a dream, or they were hallucinating, or something. No one thought it was real, No one, that is, but Natalie. She named her talking Cucumber friend George, and he lived in a bottle in her room until one day Natalie's mother accidentally mistook him for a real cucumber and put him into her special recipe salad.
THE END
This was a story especially for my friends, but for anyone and everyone who reads it, PLEASE review! I want to become a good writer, but I'm obviously not very good at writing fan fics yet, so in the review feel free to give me advice or notify me of a spelling or grammatical error. Mwa-ha-ha-ha- ha… I like popcorn…
While all this had been happening, Grace and Sophie had teamed up to find Ron and Hermione. They saw many interesting things on their search, including Draco walking around in orange pajamas (it was morning, around breakfast time), whom Grace soundly scolded on the bad properties of wearing the color orange and would have hurt badly if Sophie had not stepped in, and George and Fred in the process of blowing up a toilet. They said they were going to send it back to their mum. The most interesting thing that happened, however, was they saw Danielle running down the halls shouting frantically for help, all the while being closely pursued by a lump of cheese.
Where could they be?" said Sophie, after a while of searching with Grace. "Why, we've looked everywhere but the Gryffindor common room!" They stopped dead in their tracks, and Grace looked exasperatedly at Sophie.
"Why didn't we look there before?!" she exclaimed.
"Why? Because that would be the logical thing to do of course," Sophie said with an ironic smile. The two proceeded to go up to Gryffindor tower, and were luckily able to get in because someone came out of the portrait hole just when they got there. When they got there, Grace went straight to Ron and Hermione, who were sitting and doing homework alone in a table in the far corner of the common room.
"You two are meant for each other! You have to get together and-" Grace immediately said. Before she could go any further, Ron interrupted.
"Of course we are," He said puzzled, "'Mione and I are already
together."
"But… but…" she sputtered, then gave up trying to talk and just stared
at them.
"Um, what year are you in?" Said Sophie finally.
"Sixth. Honestly…" Said Hermione. All of a sudden, all four of them were sucked back through the inter- dimensional rift they had made and landed back in the cheese store.
"What the..." began Grace. All four friends looked at each other.
"That was… interesting…" said Sophie, looking confused. They never talked about that incident again except for once in private a year later. Everyone thought it was a dream, or they were hallucinating, or something. No one thought it was real, No one, that is, but Natalie. She named her talking Cucumber friend George, and he lived in a bottle in her room until one day Natalie's mother accidentally mistook him for a real cucumber and put him into her special recipe salad.
THE END
This was a story especially for my friends, but for anyone and everyone who reads it, PLEASE review! I want to become a good writer, but I'm obviously not very good at writing fan fics yet, so in the review feel free to give me advice or notify me of a spelling or grammatical error. Mwa-ha-ha-ha- ha… I like popcorn…