Thanks for reviewing! I think it is the ff.net that's screwing up my story,
SilentMidnight, but I'm not really mad…… Thanks oOTrueOo for reviewing and
no, Ginny is not a seer and would I never not have Ron not tell Hermione
how he feels…that would just be wrong. I can't wait to write about what's
going to happen next to them. Also ~Jaimy~ thanks for reviewing and I
didn't want them to use floo powder because (I should have put this in the
story) Evan had loved riding the broom and he insisted that he take the
broom since it was one of the options. Also Harry warned him about the floo
powder! Anyways thanks for reviewing and don't worry…you'll find out what's
up with Ginny in the next chapter!
And pay attention to Mel when she comes out…………da da dum!!!!!
Tour de Diagon Alley Chapter 4 Part 2
"Oh, how long does it take to fly here?" asked Hermione impatiently.
"Dunno, I'm sure longer than apparating," replied Ron.
Hermione and Ron had already made it to the Leaky Cauldron even thought they left almost an hour after Harry and Evan did. They had been sitting for about half an hour sipping butterbeers waiting for them to arrive.
Ron loved the fact that he was here, alone, with Hermione.
Well, almost alone.
There were the other people sitting in the pub.
Ron couldn't stop looking at Hermione.
He was a little put off at the fact that she sitting right here in front of him worrying about dear Evan.
I should just tell her, he thought, it might stray her away from Evan and get her focused on me.
"Hermione," he began tensely, "I, I wanted to ask you…"
"What? What is it?" she asked. "Well, I, uh, I wanted to ask you. It is kind of strange for me, but, um, did, did, um….."
"What?" asked Hermione who was slightly annoyed now.
"Would you be my, well, uh, I, I really li…"
"They're here!" Hermione shrieked before Ron could finish.
He looked up and sure enough they had arrived. Both of them had hair blown to one side and Evan couldn't stop smiling.
"Damn it," Ron muttered under his breath as he got up to go over to them.
"I really think I would love to be a wizard just so I can ride a broom," said Evan.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Oh Evan being a wizard isn't all about brooms and flying."
"Well he has a point Hermione. I mean, I love flying more than anything else," said Harry.
"More than your friends, mate?" asked Ron as he joined them at the entrance.
"Hm, maybe," said Harry with a grin.
Ron and Hermione slapped Harry on the back of the head one right after the other.
Evan was looking around at the occupants of the dark pub. "I hope this isn't what I came to see," he said.
"No, this is the way to the entrance. Anyways I'm surprised you can see anything. Most muggles can't," she said as she led them to the other side of the building.
"I'm just lucky I guess," he said oddly.
She opened the door showing the small space that consisted of a trash can, a few weeds, and a large brick wall.
"Um, this isn't any better," said Evan.
"Hold on," said Hermione taking out her wand. She tapped the bricks, three up, two across. Evan stood amazed as he watched the bricks move to form and archway to walk through. "This is what we wanted you to see," said Hermione as she grabbed Evan's hand and walked through.
"Wow," was his first reaction, "I didn't know there were so many witches and wizards in the world."
"This isn't everyone. There's also all the other people in the other country's, not just England," said Harry.
"I finally got him to read Hogwarts, A History," said Hermione as they passed the owlery.
"So where are we headed exactly?" asked Evan as they passed by the store, Quality Quidditch Supplies. Evan noticed the broom in the window and Hermione had to tug hard on his sleeve to get him to keep walking.
"We are supposed to go and change your money so you can buy something that isn't a broom because those are very expensive," said Hermione.
"Fine," said Evan in a good imitation of Melanie but he did look disappointed.
"Yeah, we wouldn't want to make muggles suspicious if they saw a boy riding a flying broom," said Harry.
They finally made it to the large crooked building better known as Gringotts.
"Stop staring," Hermione murmured to Evan out of the corner of her mouth.
Evan hadn't taken his eyes off the goblin though and his eyes just grew wider when they walked inside the main building.
"Hermione," he whispered, "where are we?"
"Gringotts," she said happily.
The four of them walked towards a large desk on the right in which a long haired goblin sat counting money.
"Uh, hi. We need to exchange his money," said Hermione.
The goblin took out a scale, "Drop it in here."
Evan took out the notes and change he had in his pocket and dropped it onto one side of the scale. It shifted slightly to the left.
"Ok, that's 50 galleons, 27 sickles, and 5 knuts."
"Is that a lot?" Evan asked the three of them. "Yeah for lots of things…not a broom," added Harry as he saw Evan's face brighten.
After Evan had collected his money they made their way to Flourish and Blotts because Hermione wanted to pick up a book of famous Aurors.
"Ooh, look Moody is in here," said Hermione flipping through the names in front.
"Of course he is. Look at all the people he's put in Azkaban," said Harry as he rummaged through a shelf of books filled with weird deformities that spells can do to people if they are done improperly. He picked up a book called When Spells go Wrong with a picture of a man who had sprouted rabbit ears and the nose of a rat. Ron took a deep breath and then yawned.
"Hermione can we go?" he asked.
"Hole on, let me pay for this," said Hermione as she headed for the counter where a kind looking middle-aged woman stood wearing a pink robe. Hermione began rummaging through her bag looking for 3 sickles.
She placed them on the counter and grabbed her book.
"Thank you Hermione. I hope to see you again soon," said the pink robed witch.
"Thanks Marietta," said Hermione as she placed her book in her bag.
"She knows you personally?" asked Ron as they stepped out the door, "how many times have you been there?"
"Oh, Marietta, well, she's really friendly and Ron you know I like to read," replied Hermione scathingly.
"Let's go and see Fred and George," said Evan.
The four of them walked towards a small building with a big sign hanging on top that said Weasley's Wizard Wheezes in upside down letters. Harry held the door opened as Hermione, Evan, and Ron walked through.
They were immediately engulfed in some dark green foul smelling liquid that seemed to have fallen from overhead.
"AARG, Fred and George!" Ron yelled as he jumped over the counter towards the end of the building behind the shelves.
CRACK
Fred and George apparated in front of them as Ron was still raging in the back.
"Welcome, oh, sorry about that, Scourgify!" yelled Fred.
The green liquid disappeared.
"There was a nasty little kid who kept running in and knicking our stuff. We thought he would like some nice Mimbulus pus…" said George with a mischievous grin.
"So what brings you all here?" asked Fred as George went after Ron in the back.
"We were just showing Evan around Diagon Alley and since we were here we thought we would stop by and see how you two are doing," said Hermione quickly.
Fred sniffed dramatically, "I am deeply honored…"
"Oh, shut up," said Harry as he started looking around.
"Well c'mon then look around. We have already made a few new things." Fred ran over to Evan as he picked up what looked like a silver whistle.
"You might not want to blow on that unless you want all of us knocked out," said Fred as he grabbed the whistle from Evan's hand.
"What is it?" Evan asked curiously.
"Crying Mandrake. Uh, mandrakes are ugly human plants that can kill or knock out with their scream," said Fred as George brought Ron in.
"Or we could just call it a Crying Ronnie, they look and sound quite alike," said George.
"Ha ha, very funny," said Ron as he finally made the liquid disappear from his robes.
"How's Ginny?" George asked Harry.
"She's getting weaker but she's talking to me a lot more," said Harry as he pretended to be looking at a pair of real looking fangs called Werewolf self biters- No Blood!
"Yeah she kept telling me to go away last night. I started to take it personally," said George.
Harry had never seen George look this serious. He was deeply amazed at their feeling for their little sister.
"Well she said she'll tell me what's going on…tonight," said Harry tensely.
"Treat her well mate, she's a frisky one to deal with. And rather violent," George added as he stroked the side of his arm in pain.
"Left me a bruise, she did."
Harry smiled.
He couldn't wait to see her again.
To be with her…..
Well I hope ya'll (I'm from Texas, give me a break) liked that ending… Please review and give suggestions or any theories you might have because I love em'. Oh yeah the joke……….
Joke of the Day:
What did the grape say when the man stepped on it? Not much, he just gave out a little wine.
I hope ya'll don't mind the jokes. I just wanted to try something different.
Tour de Diagon Alley Chapter 4 Part 2
"Oh, how long does it take to fly here?" asked Hermione impatiently.
"Dunno, I'm sure longer than apparating," replied Ron.
Hermione and Ron had already made it to the Leaky Cauldron even thought they left almost an hour after Harry and Evan did. They had been sitting for about half an hour sipping butterbeers waiting for them to arrive.
Ron loved the fact that he was here, alone, with Hermione.
Well, almost alone.
There were the other people sitting in the pub.
Ron couldn't stop looking at Hermione.
He was a little put off at the fact that she sitting right here in front of him worrying about dear Evan.
I should just tell her, he thought, it might stray her away from Evan and get her focused on me.
"Hermione," he began tensely, "I, I wanted to ask you…"
"What? What is it?" she asked. "Well, I, uh, I wanted to ask you. It is kind of strange for me, but, um, did, did, um….."
"What?" asked Hermione who was slightly annoyed now.
"Would you be my, well, uh, I, I really li…"
"They're here!" Hermione shrieked before Ron could finish.
He looked up and sure enough they had arrived. Both of them had hair blown to one side and Evan couldn't stop smiling.
"Damn it," Ron muttered under his breath as he got up to go over to them.
"I really think I would love to be a wizard just so I can ride a broom," said Evan.
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Oh Evan being a wizard isn't all about brooms and flying."
"Well he has a point Hermione. I mean, I love flying more than anything else," said Harry.
"More than your friends, mate?" asked Ron as he joined them at the entrance.
"Hm, maybe," said Harry with a grin.
Ron and Hermione slapped Harry on the back of the head one right after the other.
Evan was looking around at the occupants of the dark pub. "I hope this isn't what I came to see," he said.
"No, this is the way to the entrance. Anyways I'm surprised you can see anything. Most muggles can't," she said as she led them to the other side of the building.
"I'm just lucky I guess," he said oddly.
She opened the door showing the small space that consisted of a trash can, a few weeds, and a large brick wall.
"Um, this isn't any better," said Evan.
"Hold on," said Hermione taking out her wand. She tapped the bricks, three up, two across. Evan stood amazed as he watched the bricks move to form and archway to walk through. "This is what we wanted you to see," said Hermione as she grabbed Evan's hand and walked through.
"Wow," was his first reaction, "I didn't know there were so many witches and wizards in the world."
"This isn't everyone. There's also all the other people in the other country's, not just England," said Harry.
"I finally got him to read Hogwarts, A History," said Hermione as they passed the owlery.
"So where are we headed exactly?" asked Evan as they passed by the store, Quality Quidditch Supplies. Evan noticed the broom in the window and Hermione had to tug hard on his sleeve to get him to keep walking.
"We are supposed to go and change your money so you can buy something that isn't a broom because those are very expensive," said Hermione.
"Fine," said Evan in a good imitation of Melanie but he did look disappointed.
"Yeah, we wouldn't want to make muggles suspicious if they saw a boy riding a flying broom," said Harry.
They finally made it to the large crooked building better known as Gringotts.
"Stop staring," Hermione murmured to Evan out of the corner of her mouth.
Evan hadn't taken his eyes off the goblin though and his eyes just grew wider when they walked inside the main building.
"Hermione," he whispered, "where are we?"
"Gringotts," she said happily.
The four of them walked towards a large desk on the right in which a long haired goblin sat counting money.
"Uh, hi. We need to exchange his money," said Hermione.
The goblin took out a scale, "Drop it in here."
Evan took out the notes and change he had in his pocket and dropped it onto one side of the scale. It shifted slightly to the left.
"Ok, that's 50 galleons, 27 sickles, and 5 knuts."
"Is that a lot?" Evan asked the three of them. "Yeah for lots of things…not a broom," added Harry as he saw Evan's face brighten.
After Evan had collected his money they made their way to Flourish and Blotts because Hermione wanted to pick up a book of famous Aurors.
"Ooh, look Moody is in here," said Hermione flipping through the names in front.
"Of course he is. Look at all the people he's put in Azkaban," said Harry as he rummaged through a shelf of books filled with weird deformities that spells can do to people if they are done improperly. He picked up a book called When Spells go Wrong with a picture of a man who had sprouted rabbit ears and the nose of a rat. Ron took a deep breath and then yawned.
"Hermione can we go?" he asked.
"Hole on, let me pay for this," said Hermione as she headed for the counter where a kind looking middle-aged woman stood wearing a pink robe. Hermione began rummaging through her bag looking for 3 sickles.
She placed them on the counter and grabbed her book.
"Thank you Hermione. I hope to see you again soon," said the pink robed witch.
"Thanks Marietta," said Hermione as she placed her book in her bag.
"She knows you personally?" asked Ron as they stepped out the door, "how many times have you been there?"
"Oh, Marietta, well, she's really friendly and Ron you know I like to read," replied Hermione scathingly.
"Let's go and see Fred and George," said Evan.
The four of them walked towards a small building with a big sign hanging on top that said Weasley's Wizard Wheezes in upside down letters. Harry held the door opened as Hermione, Evan, and Ron walked through.
They were immediately engulfed in some dark green foul smelling liquid that seemed to have fallen from overhead.
"AARG, Fred and George!" Ron yelled as he jumped over the counter towards the end of the building behind the shelves.
CRACK
Fred and George apparated in front of them as Ron was still raging in the back.
"Welcome, oh, sorry about that, Scourgify!" yelled Fred.
The green liquid disappeared.
"There was a nasty little kid who kept running in and knicking our stuff. We thought he would like some nice Mimbulus pus…" said George with a mischievous grin.
"So what brings you all here?" asked Fred as George went after Ron in the back.
"We were just showing Evan around Diagon Alley and since we were here we thought we would stop by and see how you two are doing," said Hermione quickly.
Fred sniffed dramatically, "I am deeply honored…"
"Oh, shut up," said Harry as he started looking around.
"Well c'mon then look around. We have already made a few new things." Fred ran over to Evan as he picked up what looked like a silver whistle.
"You might not want to blow on that unless you want all of us knocked out," said Fred as he grabbed the whistle from Evan's hand.
"What is it?" Evan asked curiously.
"Crying Mandrake. Uh, mandrakes are ugly human plants that can kill or knock out with their scream," said Fred as George brought Ron in.
"Or we could just call it a Crying Ronnie, they look and sound quite alike," said George.
"Ha ha, very funny," said Ron as he finally made the liquid disappear from his robes.
"How's Ginny?" George asked Harry.
"She's getting weaker but she's talking to me a lot more," said Harry as he pretended to be looking at a pair of real looking fangs called Werewolf self biters- No Blood!
"Yeah she kept telling me to go away last night. I started to take it personally," said George.
Harry had never seen George look this serious. He was deeply amazed at their feeling for their little sister.
"Well she said she'll tell me what's going on…tonight," said Harry tensely.
"Treat her well mate, she's a frisky one to deal with. And rather violent," George added as he stroked the side of his arm in pain.
"Left me a bruise, she did."
Harry smiled.
He couldn't wait to see her again.
To be with her…..
Well I hope ya'll (I'm from Texas, give me a break) liked that ending… Please review and give suggestions or any theories you might have because I love em'. Oh yeah the joke……….
Joke of the Day:
What did the grape say when the man stepped on it? Not much, he just gave out a little wine.
I hope ya'll don't mind the jokes. I just wanted to try something different.
