A/N: The third chapter of my HP/ST:TNG crossover-fic.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling. Star Trek belongs to Paramount Pictures and, of course, Gene Roddenberry (R.I.P.), The Great Bird of the Galaxy. Coca Cola belongs to The Coca Cola Company. Lynn is all mine.
Chapter 3. A visit in Ten Forward
"Ron, stop playing with the replicator," said Harry, lying on the sofa next to the window resting, his eyes closed.
"I'm not playing," said Ron irritably. "I'm trying to make it do butterbeer!" Although, there was a growing pile on the floor of things that Ron had replicated.
"Good, you've got a objective finally, how swell..." said Harry.
"Drop the Malfoy-act, it doesn't suit you," said Ron. "Butterbeer."
"Please specify request," said the replicator computer.
"BUTTERBEER, GODDAMN IT!" Ron bellowed. "How more specific can you get!
"Great idea, Ron," said Harry. "Shouting will probably work."
"Whatever else is good..." said Ron to himself. "Harry?"
"Yes?" said Harry.
"What was that drink I drank at your place last summer," said Ron. "I don't remember what it was called..."
"First of all, it's not my place, it's Sirius' place-" said Harry.
"Just answer the question!" said Ron. "I need a drink DESPERATELY!"
"It's called a Coke, or Coca Cola," said Harry.
"Great, that's what I'll have!" said Ron. "One large Coca Cola." The replicator materialised a large glass of Coke. "Hmm...it finally did something right." Ron took a sip of the Coke. "And it's delicious too! Still, I'll have to ask in Ten forward later if they have butterbeer..."
"Now you've got to explain something for me now, Ron," said Harry.
"And that is...?" said Ron.
"We're over 250 years into the future, and you're still thinking with your stomach," said Harry accusingly. "How do you do that?"
"Clean conscience," said Ron, and took another sip of the coke. "Damn this is good Coke!" Ron soon finished his Coke. "I'm bored."
"Welcome to space, this is how it is," said Harry.
"What, boring?" said Ron.
"No, big, which leads to nothing happening for a long period of time, which leads to you being bored," said Harry. "That's why it's called space I guess, because there's a lot of it."
"Yeah, but I'm still bored," said Ron. Harry now opened his eyes and got up from the sofa.
"Well, let's replicate some new clothes and visit the girls after that," said Harry walking over to the replicator. "What would you like?"
"Anything but maroon," said Ron. Harry chuckled.
"I think we'll manage to find something non-maroon," said Harry, and started looking through the replicator catalogue.
The door beeped once again in the girls quarters.
"Enter, said Hermione. The door opened and Harry and Ron entered. "I see you too got new clothes."
"Yeah, what do you think?" said Harry. He was wearing a pair of pants with a dark emerald green colour, and a jacket in the same dark emerald green colour. The whole thing was similar to the clothes Lynn picked.
"Great, especially you, Ron," said Hermione. Ron was wearing a different model of clothing than Harry, looking more like the Starfleet uniforms. It was a pair of orange pants, with a jacket in a darker orange colour.
"Oh, your just saying that," said Ron.
"Yes, I am," said Hermione "You look terrible."
"Hey!" said Ron.
"Just kidding, dear," said Hermione, smiling. She gave him quick kiss. This was perfectly natural since Ron and Hermione was a couple since the summer between their fourth and fifth year (A/N: I keep doing that in my fics...). Now Lynn entered the room from the bedchamber.
"Hey! You stole my idea!" said Lynn to Harry.
"No, I did not," said Harry. "See, my clothes aren't as tight as yours and I don't have those gold decorations, plus this is the men's version and a different colour."
"Yeah, yeah, but still, it's very similar," said Lynn. Harry chuckled.
"I don't think it matters all that much," I mean, there are similarly dressed people all over the ship."
"You got a point there," said Lynn. "By the way, what time is it?"
"About five to seven," said Harry.
"Okay..."said Lynn.
"She's a bit nervous," Hermione said quietly to Harry and Ron.
"I heard that," said Lynn. "I'm not nervous."
"Are too," said Hermione.
"Am not."
"Are too!"
"Do you want another pillow-fight?"
"So, that's what this is," said Ron, picking something white and fluffy out of Hermione's hair. "Pillow-stuffing."
"But we did fix the pillows," said Hermione, feeling a bit guilty. Now Ron came to think of something.
"Okay, question," he said. "Why had that guy Data like, gold-ish skin?"
"My god, he doesn't even know about Data..." mumbled Lynn, clutching her forehead. "How can you NOT know about Data...?"
"Huh?" said Ron.
"Ron, Data's a android," said Hermione. "A machine, designed to look like, and act, like a human."
"You mean, he's not human?" said Ron, a bit startled. Harry chuckled.
"Wait till you see Worf..." he said.
"Yeah? What about him?" said Ron.
"Trust me, you'll notice..." said Harry. Now the door beeped.
"Enter," said Lynn, sounding a bit nervous. This caused the others to throw a quick, asking glance at her, but she didn't notice. Now Wesley entered the room.
"Oh, good, everyone's here already," said Wesley when he saw Harry and Ron. "So..." he quickly glanced at Lynn. "...everyone ready?"
"Yup," said Ron.
"Yes," said Lynn.
"Great," said Wesley. "Let's go." They walked out of the room.
In Ten Forward Guinan was standing behind the bar, watching out over the scene. There was an even level of talk and mumbling in the room. Now the door opened and Wesley followed by Lynn, Hermione, Harry and Ron entered. Immediately the sound level in the room increased. But the group didn't pay attention to this, but simply walked up to the bar.
"Guinan, let me introduce you to our guests." said Wesley. "This is Lynn..."
"Hi," said Lynn, a bit of excitement in her voice.
"...This is Hermione," said Wesley.
"Hello," said Hermione.
"... Harry," said Wesley.
"Hello," said Harry.
"...And Ron," said Wesley.
"Hi," said Ron.
"Hello everyone," said Guinan and smiled. "Welcome on board the Enterprise, and to Ten forward."
"Thanks," said Lynn, smiling.
"Well, if you go get a table I'll bring you some drinks," said Wesley. "What would you like?"
"I don't know..." said Hermione. "Whatever's good I guess..."
"Yeah, the drinks have probably changed over the centuries..." said Lynn.
"Well, I managed to get a Coca Cola from the replicator before, so I don't think it'll be too hard."
"I'll take one of those," said Harry.
"I really don't know what to pick..." said Lynn. "You pick, Wesley. I'm sure it'll be something good."
"Yeah, pick for me too, I can't decide either," said Hermione.
"Okay," said Wesley. "What would you like, Ron?"
"I've got a special request," said Ron.
"Really? Sounds like a challenge," said Guinan. "Okay, let's hear."
"Have you ever heard of an earth beverage called butterbeer?" said Ron. "It may sound like it's alcohol in it, but it's not.
"Butterbeer..." said Guinan, thinking hard. "No, I can't say I have... I know, I'll look in the database. Where exactly on earth is it from? Britain?"
"Yeah, that's were I used to drink it at le- Hey! How did you know I was from Britain?" said Ron.
"You want to know how?" said Guinan with a mysterious voice. "I'm psychic."
"No, really?!" said Ron, amazement in his voice. Lynn stifled a laugh.
"Ron, you idiot!" said Hermione.
"What?" said Ron.
"The accent!" said Hermione.
"Oh, right..." said Ron, feeling a bit sheepish. "Well, anyway, if you have trouble finding it I'll just take a coke in the meantime."
"Okay, I'll try.." said Guinan. Ron, Harry, Lynn and Hermione went and sat down at a table by the window with five seats. Ron and Hermione sat next to each other, Harry at the seat next to them, and Lynn next to Harry, and to the empty seat. After a while Wesley came with their drinks.
"Sorry, Ron, no butterbeer," said Wesley.
"Damn it!" said Ron. "I really needed one!"
"Ron, you always 'need' one..." said Hermione.
"No, I don't," said Ron.
"Yes, you do!" Hermione and Lynn said at once.
"Uh...well...eh...maybe you're right...but only a little bit right," said Ron. "Well, I'll have to do with my Coke for now..." Everyone took their drinks.
"Mmm! This is delicious! What is it?" said Lynn.
"Yes, it's really good!" said Hermione. Wesley smiled.
"Thought you might like it," he said. "Actually its a mix of different juices like orange, pineapple and pumpkin."
"So, that's what that taste is, pumpkin," said Lynn. "We used to drink pumpkin-juice at our school." The talked a bit about different things. Mostly about the places they've all been. Although, Harry didn't say much during the whole time, but just looked out into space.
"You guys want a new round of drinks?" said Wesley when the drinks were finished.
"Yes, thanks," said Lynn.
"Sure," said Hermione.
"Okay," said Harry.
"Yeah, why no- Eh, on second thought I've had enough..." said Ron, and looked a bit pale.
"Ron, what's wrong?" said Hermione.
"Nothing, I just...don't think I should drink any more Coke," said Ron, looking towards a spot behind them. "The caffeine must've begin to affect the brain or something..." Hermione, Lynn, Wesley and Harry looked toward the spot where Ron was looking. Lynn and Hermione stifled a laugh. "What?" The others looked at Ron.
"Oh, Ron, that's just Worf!" said Hermione.
"So...he's supposed to have those ridges on his forehead?" said Ron.
"Yes, he's a Klingon," said Wesley.
"Klingons look like that, Ron," said Lynn.
"Oh..." said Ron. "Well, in that case, another Coke please."
"Coming right up," said Wesley and went over to the bar.
A/N: More indications still... I think you've guessed it by now though. I mean, if you can't at least guess which the second pair is going to be...well, get a cat scan or something!
This chapter's a bit longer than the second, the length will vary heavily at some times. It's all depending on what I want in a chapter.
Okay, I have very low creativity in clothes, so Ron's clothes might not be that good when you think about it... Same goes for drinks, where I actually have absolutely NONE creativity! But I hope the coming drama will make up for it.
Okay, I'm still asking if you have any ideas for clothes Wesley might wear when of duty? I really need this to continue writing!
Please review, I would appreciate it a lot!
Emher
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K Rowling. Star Trek belongs to Paramount Pictures and, of course, Gene Roddenberry (R.I.P.), The Great Bird of the Galaxy. Coca Cola belongs to The Coca Cola Company. Lynn is all mine.
Chapter 3. A visit in Ten Forward
"Ron, stop playing with the replicator," said Harry, lying on the sofa next to the window resting, his eyes closed.
"I'm not playing," said Ron irritably. "I'm trying to make it do butterbeer!" Although, there was a growing pile on the floor of things that Ron had replicated.
"Good, you've got a objective finally, how swell..." said Harry.
"Drop the Malfoy-act, it doesn't suit you," said Ron. "Butterbeer."
"Please specify request," said the replicator computer.
"BUTTERBEER, GODDAMN IT!" Ron bellowed. "How more specific can you get!
"Great idea, Ron," said Harry. "Shouting will probably work."
"Whatever else is good..." said Ron to himself. "Harry?"
"Yes?" said Harry.
"What was that drink I drank at your place last summer," said Ron. "I don't remember what it was called..."
"First of all, it's not my place, it's Sirius' place-" said Harry.
"Just answer the question!" said Ron. "I need a drink DESPERATELY!"
"It's called a Coke, or Coca Cola," said Harry.
"Great, that's what I'll have!" said Ron. "One large Coca Cola." The replicator materialised a large glass of Coke. "Hmm...it finally did something right." Ron took a sip of the Coke. "And it's delicious too! Still, I'll have to ask in Ten forward later if they have butterbeer..."
"Now you've got to explain something for me now, Ron," said Harry.
"And that is...?" said Ron.
"We're over 250 years into the future, and you're still thinking with your stomach," said Harry accusingly. "How do you do that?"
"Clean conscience," said Ron, and took another sip of the coke. "Damn this is good Coke!" Ron soon finished his Coke. "I'm bored."
"Welcome to space, this is how it is," said Harry.
"What, boring?" said Ron.
"No, big, which leads to nothing happening for a long period of time, which leads to you being bored," said Harry. "That's why it's called space I guess, because there's a lot of it."
"Yeah, but I'm still bored," said Ron. Harry now opened his eyes and got up from the sofa.
"Well, let's replicate some new clothes and visit the girls after that," said Harry walking over to the replicator. "What would you like?"
"Anything but maroon," said Ron. Harry chuckled.
"I think we'll manage to find something non-maroon," said Harry, and started looking through the replicator catalogue.
The door beeped once again in the girls quarters.
"Enter, said Hermione. The door opened and Harry and Ron entered. "I see you too got new clothes."
"Yeah, what do you think?" said Harry. He was wearing a pair of pants with a dark emerald green colour, and a jacket in the same dark emerald green colour. The whole thing was similar to the clothes Lynn picked.
"Great, especially you, Ron," said Hermione. Ron was wearing a different model of clothing than Harry, looking more like the Starfleet uniforms. It was a pair of orange pants, with a jacket in a darker orange colour.
"Oh, your just saying that," said Ron.
"Yes, I am," said Hermione "You look terrible."
"Hey!" said Ron.
"Just kidding, dear," said Hermione, smiling. She gave him quick kiss. This was perfectly natural since Ron and Hermione was a couple since the summer between their fourth and fifth year (A/N: I keep doing that in my fics...). Now Lynn entered the room from the bedchamber.
"Hey! You stole my idea!" said Lynn to Harry.
"No, I did not," said Harry. "See, my clothes aren't as tight as yours and I don't have those gold decorations, plus this is the men's version and a different colour."
"Yeah, yeah, but still, it's very similar," said Lynn. Harry chuckled.
"I don't think it matters all that much," I mean, there are similarly dressed people all over the ship."
"You got a point there," said Lynn. "By the way, what time is it?"
"About five to seven," said Harry.
"Okay..."said Lynn.
"She's a bit nervous," Hermione said quietly to Harry and Ron.
"I heard that," said Lynn. "I'm not nervous."
"Are too," said Hermione.
"Am not."
"Are too!"
"Do you want another pillow-fight?"
"So, that's what this is," said Ron, picking something white and fluffy out of Hermione's hair. "Pillow-stuffing."
"But we did fix the pillows," said Hermione, feeling a bit guilty. Now Ron came to think of something.
"Okay, question," he said. "Why had that guy Data like, gold-ish skin?"
"My god, he doesn't even know about Data..." mumbled Lynn, clutching her forehead. "How can you NOT know about Data...?"
"Huh?" said Ron.
"Ron, Data's a android," said Hermione. "A machine, designed to look like, and act, like a human."
"You mean, he's not human?" said Ron, a bit startled. Harry chuckled.
"Wait till you see Worf..." he said.
"Yeah? What about him?" said Ron.
"Trust me, you'll notice..." said Harry. Now the door beeped.
"Enter," said Lynn, sounding a bit nervous. This caused the others to throw a quick, asking glance at her, but she didn't notice. Now Wesley entered the room.
"Oh, good, everyone's here already," said Wesley when he saw Harry and Ron. "So..." he quickly glanced at Lynn. "...everyone ready?"
"Yup," said Ron.
"Yes," said Lynn.
"Great," said Wesley. "Let's go." They walked out of the room.
In Ten Forward Guinan was standing behind the bar, watching out over the scene. There was an even level of talk and mumbling in the room. Now the door opened and Wesley followed by Lynn, Hermione, Harry and Ron entered. Immediately the sound level in the room increased. But the group didn't pay attention to this, but simply walked up to the bar.
"Guinan, let me introduce you to our guests." said Wesley. "This is Lynn..."
"Hi," said Lynn, a bit of excitement in her voice.
"...This is Hermione," said Wesley.
"Hello," said Hermione.
"... Harry," said Wesley.
"Hello," said Harry.
"...And Ron," said Wesley.
"Hi," said Ron.
"Hello everyone," said Guinan and smiled. "Welcome on board the Enterprise, and to Ten forward."
"Thanks," said Lynn, smiling.
"Well, if you go get a table I'll bring you some drinks," said Wesley. "What would you like?"
"I don't know..." said Hermione. "Whatever's good I guess..."
"Yeah, the drinks have probably changed over the centuries..." said Lynn.
"Well, I managed to get a Coca Cola from the replicator before, so I don't think it'll be too hard."
"I'll take one of those," said Harry.
"I really don't know what to pick..." said Lynn. "You pick, Wesley. I'm sure it'll be something good."
"Yeah, pick for me too, I can't decide either," said Hermione.
"Okay," said Wesley. "What would you like, Ron?"
"I've got a special request," said Ron.
"Really? Sounds like a challenge," said Guinan. "Okay, let's hear."
"Have you ever heard of an earth beverage called butterbeer?" said Ron. "It may sound like it's alcohol in it, but it's not.
"Butterbeer..." said Guinan, thinking hard. "No, I can't say I have... I know, I'll look in the database. Where exactly on earth is it from? Britain?"
"Yeah, that's were I used to drink it at le- Hey! How did you know I was from Britain?" said Ron.
"You want to know how?" said Guinan with a mysterious voice. "I'm psychic."
"No, really?!" said Ron, amazement in his voice. Lynn stifled a laugh.
"Ron, you idiot!" said Hermione.
"What?" said Ron.
"The accent!" said Hermione.
"Oh, right..." said Ron, feeling a bit sheepish. "Well, anyway, if you have trouble finding it I'll just take a coke in the meantime."
"Okay, I'll try.." said Guinan. Ron, Harry, Lynn and Hermione went and sat down at a table by the window with five seats. Ron and Hermione sat next to each other, Harry at the seat next to them, and Lynn next to Harry, and to the empty seat. After a while Wesley came with their drinks.
"Sorry, Ron, no butterbeer," said Wesley.
"Damn it!" said Ron. "I really needed one!"
"Ron, you always 'need' one..." said Hermione.
"No, I don't," said Ron.
"Yes, you do!" Hermione and Lynn said at once.
"Uh...well...eh...maybe you're right...but only a little bit right," said Ron. "Well, I'll have to do with my Coke for now..." Everyone took their drinks.
"Mmm! This is delicious! What is it?" said Lynn.
"Yes, it's really good!" said Hermione. Wesley smiled.
"Thought you might like it," he said. "Actually its a mix of different juices like orange, pineapple and pumpkin."
"So, that's what that taste is, pumpkin," said Lynn. "We used to drink pumpkin-juice at our school." The talked a bit about different things. Mostly about the places they've all been. Although, Harry didn't say much during the whole time, but just looked out into space.
"You guys want a new round of drinks?" said Wesley when the drinks were finished.
"Yes, thanks," said Lynn.
"Sure," said Hermione.
"Okay," said Harry.
"Yeah, why no- Eh, on second thought I've had enough..." said Ron, and looked a bit pale.
"Ron, what's wrong?" said Hermione.
"Nothing, I just...don't think I should drink any more Coke," said Ron, looking towards a spot behind them. "The caffeine must've begin to affect the brain or something..." Hermione, Lynn, Wesley and Harry looked toward the spot where Ron was looking. Lynn and Hermione stifled a laugh. "What?" The others looked at Ron.
"Oh, Ron, that's just Worf!" said Hermione.
"So...he's supposed to have those ridges on his forehead?" said Ron.
"Yes, he's a Klingon," said Wesley.
"Klingons look like that, Ron," said Lynn.
"Oh..." said Ron. "Well, in that case, another Coke please."
"Coming right up," said Wesley and went over to the bar.
A/N: More indications still... I think you've guessed it by now though. I mean, if you can't at least guess which the second pair is going to be...well, get a cat scan or something!
This chapter's a bit longer than the second, the length will vary heavily at some times. It's all depending on what I want in a chapter.
Okay, I have very low creativity in clothes, so Ron's clothes might not be that good when you think about it... Same goes for drinks, where I actually have absolutely NONE creativity! But I hope the coming drama will make up for it.
Okay, I'm still asking if you have any ideas for clothes Wesley might wear when of duty? I really need this to continue writing!
Please review, I would appreciate it a lot!
Emher
