Chapter Seven: Last Day at the Leaky Cauldron
A/N: This chapter's longer than the others (it's over 3,000 words, not including Author's Notes) and it's a treat for all of my continuous reviewers and all of the reviewers who like my story. Oh, and sorry for not posting this last Saturday! I didn't have any time (I was at a friend's sleepover . . . whoop-de-doo!)
I want to see if I can get at least 100 reviews before I do chapter 30 . . . that is, if I DO chapter 30. For all you know, I could stop this story at any given moment . . . but I'm not that cruel . . . or am I? You'll just have to see. ^_^
Yes, I know that sometimes the characters are ooc (out of character). But, my imagination rules over my brain and all is lost. Please bear with me. I'm still getting used to writing a reverse world.
Oh, and a note to the girl who said that people with British accents would sound weird if they spoke rapper-ish . . . Ever heard of Ali G? ^_^
Megan: Aw, thanks for calling my story shit. I really appreciate it. Oh, and don't get your knickers all in a twist. ^_~
Disclaimer: HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!! I don't own Harry Potter.
I don't own 'Stuck' by Stacie Orrico so don't try to sue me!
Oh, I don't own 'Crush' by Mandy Moore either!
I don't own any of the songs in this chapter . . . except for the song sung by the lead singer and the song sung by Sandy Parker. . .
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The Leaky Cauldron was a place always bustling with news and people. Conversation and laughter always filled the air. And quite frankly, it annoyed the hell out of Harry.
Things were back to normal (if you can call it that) between Harry and Draco. The latter had admitted that he had overreacted but was still going to seek revenge. Harry just shook it off.
The next day, they would be going to King's Cross and onto the Hogwarts Express. They decided to make the most of their last day in Diagon Alley.
After they had both packed up all of their belongings, Harry and Draco set off, separating from each other. Harry decided he would relax during the day and party and have fun during the night. A new night club especially for underage wizards had just opened the week before and Harry had heard great things about it.
Harry walked to the Patronus Pool Center and saw many people there, including loads of hot girls in skimpy bikinis. He quickly walked into the changing rooms and changed into an emerald green pair of swimming trunks. His body was muscular and they certainly showed it off. He walked out of the changing room and dove into the large pool.
Ever since he was a child, Harry had loved the serenity and calmness of water. Swimming around in cool water had always made him calm and able to think well and more clearly. There was just something so pure and pristine about it. It especially helped him because he always remembered the time when Dudley fell off a bridge.
Harry closed his eyes, thinking about the day he was accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hagrid, the big oaf, had come for him, taking him away from the then-dreadful Dursleys. He remembered how shocked he was when he found out that he was a . . . wizard.
Harry opened his eyes. A beautiful girl was in front of him, her hair flowing all over. She looked . . . perfect. She had large brown eyes, long, blonde hair, and glowing skin . . . or maybe it was just the pool reflecting light. Harry swam back up to the surface, the girl following after him.
"Hi, I'm Kristen," she said, smiling. She had very white, straight teeth.
"Hey. I'm Harry, Harry Potter," Harry said, grinning back.
"Wow, THE Harry Potter. This is wicked," Kristen said, gazing into Harry's bright green eyes. Her voice seemed familiar. He had definitely heard it before . . . but where?
"Er, what school do you go to?" Harry asked, searching his mind.
"Well, I've just transferred to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from the Salem Witches' Institute in America," Kristen said, still smiling. Right then, Harry figured out who she was. He had dubbed her the 'Mysterious Angel' but she wasn't so mysterious anymore. And, she went to HOGWARTS!
"I'm in 5th year. How about you?"
"I'm in 5th year as well," Kristen replied, smoothing her hair with her hands. Could this girl do no wrong?!
"Any idea what house you're in?"
"Er, no, not yet. I don't even know what all of them are! Oh wait . . . isn't one called Slytherdor?" Kristen asked.
"Er, actually, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw," Harry said, and paused, "and Hufflepuff are the houses." Kristen looked into Harry's eyes once again. He had that sort of way on girls.
"Oh," Kristen said with a laugh.
"Guess I'll see you at Hogwarts then," Harry said. He sure hoped he would. She looked like a good snog.
"Yeah, guess so," Kristen replied, grinning. She swam away, leaving Harry mesmerized . . .
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"I got a crush on you . . . I hope you feel the way that I do. I get a rush when I'm with you. Ooh, I got a crush on you. Crush on you. Ooh, I wish I could tell somebody . . . but there's no one to talk to, nobody knows . . ." she sang sweetly. She started writing a song on a piece of parchment. It was one of her favorites. She had heard about a talent contest at one of the balls and wanted to enter, which was very unlike her. She loved to sing, and no one knew besides her.
"Hermione! Hurry up! Lunch is ready!" Ron exclaimed.
"All right! Coming!" Hermione exclaimed back, leaving her room.
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She had a crush on Draco. She would never admit to anyone though. She had known him ever since 1st year and had liked him ever since 2nd. He didn't know, of course. She would absolutely DIE (A/N: Not literally. ^_^) if he ever found out. He never seemed to like her in THAT way though. She was just his friend. Nothing more than a friend. She hoped that someday, he would like her in that way . . . as more than a friend. Would that ever happened? She really hoped so. She couldn't wait until school started again. She would see him again. She smiled to herself, thinking about him . . .
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Harry left Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor and started walking toward the Chamber, a bar very similar to the Hog's Head. Though he was underage, Harry was allowed to go in there and buy drinks. He was a friend of the owner.
"Ah, Harry! Nice to see you again," said Adam, the owner. Harry had first met him when he was 13. Adam was man with dark hair, specked with gray. Harry supposed that he was in his 50s or something but didn't dare ask for fear that he might get offended.
"Hey Adam. Got any Wizard Cigars?" Harry asked, taking out some money.
"Yes, I do. Free of charge though. I wouldn't want you to pay me a Knut," Adam said, handing him a Wizard Cigar. Adam then took out his wand and lit the tip for Harry. Harry loved smoking Wizard Cigars, even if he didn't do it often. He put it in an ashtray as he looked up at the sign. It showed what drinks were available.
"I'll take a Butterbeer with a shot of Fire Whiskey," Harry said, looking back at Adam.
"Coming right up, Mr. Potter," Adam said. He filled a tankard with Butterbeer and took out a bottle of Fire Whiskey. He put a shot of it in the tankard and handed it to Harry.
"So, how's your summer been?"
"Eh, pretty good. Can't wait to get back to school. The Muggle world can get pretty tiring," Harry said, drinking from the tankard.
"Yeh, I suppose so. Got a niece going to Hogwarts who lives in the Muggle world. Name's Kristen," Adam said.
"Kristen? I met her at the Patronus pool earlier today," Harry said, now smoking his Wizard cigar.
"You've met Kristen? That's wonderful. She's a beaut, all right. I think you two would make a good couple!" Adam said.
"Hmm . . . maybe . . ." Harry replied.
"She's said she's been real keen on meeting the famous 'Arry Potter! An' I told her that you're a friend of mine. You wouldn't believe how excited she was!" Adam said, pouring a drink for another customer. "By the way, have you heard about the Golden Snitch?"
"Oh, that new dance club? Yeah, I've heard of it. I was actually going tonight," Harry replied.
"Really? You might see Kristen there then. She works there sometimes," Adam said.
"Wicked. Well, Adam got to go now. Nice speaking to you again. See you next year I suppose," Harry said.
"See me before then!" Adam exclaimed as Harry left the Hog's Head.
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The rest of the day, Harry shopped for the rest of his school supplies and bought some new dress robes. Then, he just relaxed at the Leaky Cauldron, inside his room.
When it was 8:00 p.m., Harry and Draco left the Leaky Cauldron and walked to The Dementor, a popular restaurant in Diagon Alley. When they got there, they say Saffron and Lillie already there, standing, waiting for them.
"Hey Draco! Hey Harry!" Lillie exclaimed when she saw them. She motioned for them to come over.
"We've been waiting for ten minutes! You guys are always so late," Saffron said. She was wearing dark denim jeans and a shimmering blue top. Though he wouldn't admit it, Draco thought she looked muy caliente (A/N: That's 'very hot' for all of you non-Spanish speaking people. OK, OK, I take Spanish class at school. Sue me). Lillie was wearing low-rise boot cut jeans and a snug pink top.
"So, ready to eat?" Lillie asked the both of them. They all nodded and walked to a guy, waiting for people with reservations.
"Have you made reservations?" the guy asked, smiling.
"Yes, under 'Mr. and Mr. Potter'," Saffron said, grinning at the two boys. The man raised an eyebrow at Draco and Harry.
"No, we're not-"
"We're not gay. We're just-"
"Er, I must ask you to spare me the details, please," the man said. He checked his list and gave a nod. "Come with me," the guy said, leading them to a table. He walked past a few tables and reached a medium-sized table with four chairs.
"Reservations for four. A waiter or waitress will be coming soon to take your orders," he said, handing them all menus. The four sat down and opened their menus.
"Marco Polo prawns with a creamy almond sauce and a maraschino cherry. Mmm," Lillie said (A/N: Oh my gosh. I LOVE Marco Polo prawns with a sweet, creamy almond sauce and a maraschino cherry. Lol). Just then, a waitress walked over.
"May I take your orders?" she asked. She looked hardly older than 16 or 17. Harry smiled his charming smile and said,"
"I'd like to order . . . you." The waitress blushed and grinned at Harry (A/N: That's one of the worst lines I've ever heard . . .)
"Sorry, Mister, but could you order something from the menu?" the waitress asked, winking at Harry.
"Er, I'll take some baby back pork ribs, mashed potatoes, and grilled vegetables. I'd like some Butterbeer to drink,' Saffron said, setting down her menu.
"Marco Polo Prawns with a creamy, sweet almond sauce on the side and a maraschino cherry in the sauce. Please don't undercook the prawns and make sure the sauce is creamy but not TOO creamy. Oh, and I'd like some Butterbeer. Cold, but not ice cold," Lillie said. All four of the people (including the waitress) raised an eyebrow at her. "What?" she said, looking at them confusingly.
"I'd like some fried chicken, two boiled potatoes, steamed vegetables, and Butterbeer," Draco said.
"And, I'll have chicken strips with ranch dressing on the side and some garlic bread. Oh, and some Butterbeer," Harry said.
"All right. So, that's Marco Polo prawns that are not undercooked, and a sweet, creamy almond sauce that's creamy but not TOO creamy. Baby back ribs, mashed potatoes, and grilled vegetables. Fried chicken, two boiled potatoes, and steamed vegetables. Chicken strips with ranch dressing on the side and some garlic bread. A pitcher of Butterbeer and three cups. One cup of Butterbeer that's cold but not ice cold," the waitress said fast, taking a deep breath after.
"I think you forgot something . . ." Lillie said.
"No," Harry, Draco, and Saffron said in unison. Lillie looked at them like they were crazy.
"Well, all right. Your Butterbeer will be coming in a few minutes and your food will be ready in 10," the waitress said, collecting all of the menus and walking away.
"So, we're going to the Golden Snitch after dinner, right?" Lillie asked curiously.
"Yeah. We'll probably be there by 9:30 or so," Harry said. A big pitcher of Butterbeer and three empty glasses suddenly appeared on the table. Then, a cup of Butterbeer that was cold but not ice cold appeared on the table. Lillie took the cup and drank some of it.
"Ah, that's better," she said, smirking. They all, except Lillie, of course, poured themselves some Butterbeer and began talking.
"That's what I call fast service," Draco said, grinning. A few minutes later, big platters of food appeared on the table. They all started eating.
"So much fat and calories . . ." Lillie said.
"Oh, please. You can dance it off at the club," Saffron said, rolling her eyes. They all ate to their hearts' content. The food was delicious and laughter and conversation was in the air. When they had finished dinner and dessert, it was already 9:45 p.m. They all walked out of The Dementor and saw a large club across the street. Loud music was playing and there was a long line of people.
"There are so many people . . ." Lillie said sadly.
"I can get us to the front," Harry said. "Follow me." Harry walked to the guard and grinned.
"Hey, I'm Harry Potter. Can I get in with my friends?" Harry said, indicating Draco, Saffron, and Lily.
"H-Harry Potter? Wow, so nice to meet you Mr. Potter. Of course you can come in," the guard replied, letting them pass.
"See? Works like a charm everytime," Harry said, smirking.
"Famous people and their egos," Saffron muttered, rolling her eyes. Harry winked and they walked into the dance room. It was already filled with at least 200 people dancing around. A rock band with a female lead singer was playing.
"Crazy fool . . . you thought I loved you but I just used you . . . Ha ha . . . Crazy fool, you thought you were cool . . . but you were so wrong," the singer sang. She had a grungy voice.
"This club rocks!" Lillie exclaimed. They all started dancing. Harry spotted a really sexy girl dancing with some loser. He walked over and grinned. He cut in, without asking, and started dancing with the girl. The guy she was dancing with cursed and walked away. They started grinding and she swayed her hips. God, she was hot . . . REALLY hot. Harry eyed her shoulders as her shirt fell off of them. Now, her shoulders were exposed. She wasn't wearing a bra (A/N: Sorry to disgust you. But remember, it is PG- 13 . . . maybe it should be PG-14 . . .). He smiled to himself.
"You're really hot," Harry said to her. She just smiled, dancing wildly. The song soon ended and the music stopped. Then, Harry and the nameless girl started making out passionately.
"OK, now, since it's Tuesday night, it's talent show night! Anyone who wants to can come up and sing for the crowd!" exclaimed the girl. "If you want to come up, please tell the guy at the bar." A big gaggle (A/N: God, I love that world . . . gaggle . . .) of girls walked over to the bar and there was a lot of noise.
"Sandy Parker!" exclaimed the guy at the bar.
"Give a big round of applause for Sandy Parker!" exclaimed the lead singer. A girl with curly blond hair walked up to the stage. She looked highly do- able.
"MY LOVE WILL COME FOR ME! HE WILL COME FOR ME! WE WILL GO TO THE BEDROOM AND WE WILL-"
"OK, that was Sandy!" interrupted the lead singer.
"I think she was drunk . . ." Lillie said.
"Next up is Stacey Carando! Cheer for Stacey!" A girl with red hair walked up to the stage, smiled, opened her mouth, and . . . fainted.
"Er, well, all right then . . ." One of the guards ran over to her and took her off the stage.
"Er, now, Andy Calan!"
"Like a virgin! Woo! Touched for the very first . . . time. Like a vir-er- irgin. With your heartbeat . . . next to mine!" Minutes later, he was done and there was a scattered applause.
"Thank you Andy . . . for that, um, interesting, performance."
"Anyone else think he's a little, uh, out there?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow. They all nodded, except Harry and the nameless girl who were still snogging.
"And, our last performer, Scarlet Woman . . ."
"What the fuck? SCARLET WOMAN?" Saffron scoffed, a confused look on her face. A girl with medium length blondish-brown hair and a slender figure walked onto the stage. Her hair partly concealed her face and she was wearing shimmering blue eye shadow.
"I . . . can't get out of bed today, or get you off my mind. I just can't seem to find a way to leave the love behind . . . I ain't tripping, I'm just missing . . . You know what I'm saying, you know what I mean," the 'Scarlet Woman' sang. Harry and the girl stopped kissing. Harry thought she looked so . . . hot. No, wait, hot was an understatement. Sexiest girl in the club was more like it. Her voice was great as well. The girl he was snogging was obviously confused and noticed Harry staring at the Scarlet Woman. She pouted and left angrily, a mad look on her face.
"I can't take it. What am I waiting for? My heart's still breaking. I miss you even more. And I can't fake it . . . The way I could before. I hate you . . . but I love you. I can't stop thinking of you . . . I hate you, but I love you. I can't stop thinking of you . . . Don't know what to do . . . I'm stuck on you . . . Ooh, ooh, ooh."
"Well, that was the best so far! Give a huge applause for the 'Scarlet Woman'!" Everyone in the audience clapped and cheered. Harry noticed her cheeks go bright red as she looked out at the audience. For just one brief second, their eyes locked. Harry smiled but she turned away. He had to speak to her . . . he just had to kiss her beautiful lips from which her sexy voice came out.
The 'Scarlet Woman' walked off the stage and Harry immediately walked over to her.
"Hey. I'm Harry, Harry Potter," Harry said. He always introduced himself like that to a girl he liked . . . or a girl that looked highly doable. Whatever worked.
"Er, Harry Potter? I'm-er-Gwen Moore," Gwen said nervously. There was a weak smile on her face.
"You have a beautiful voice, Gwen. How old are you?" Harry said curiously.
"Almost 15 . . . in September," Gwen said.
"Wicked. Do you go to Hogwarts?' Harry asked. He wanted to see her there badly.
"Er, y-yeah, I do," Gwen said. She seemed really nervous and tense.
"Really? That's odd. I haven't seen you before. What house are you in?" Harry said.
"I, uh, got to go. Bye Harry Potter," Gwen said, running off.
"Wait! Where are you going!?" Harry called after her but it was no use. She was gone.
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The rest of the night went by OK after Gwen ran away from Harry. He was disappointed but shook it off as he danced with a hot blond. After her, he danced with four other girls. He made out with all of them.
Harry didn't see Kristen at the Golden Snitch that night. It was pretty crowded with people so she must've been somewhere else.
It was 2:00 a.m. by the time Harry and Draco got back to the Leaky Cauldron. Harry walked to his room and immediately fell to his bed. He went to sleep, not bothering to change his clothes or take off his glasses . . .
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A/N: Now . . . who is this Gwen girl? Is she really who she says she is? Will Harry see her at Hogwarts? Does she even GO to Hogwarts? Find out by reading 'The Life of a Slytherin'! Oh, and please review! Lol. I am now going to start trying to make every chapter as long as this one or longer. Please respond with what you would like: long chapters and sort of slow updates or shorter chapters with weekly updates. Your pick! Toodley-oodley toodles!
A/N: This chapter's longer than the others (it's over 3,000 words, not including Author's Notes) and it's a treat for all of my continuous reviewers and all of the reviewers who like my story. Oh, and sorry for not posting this last Saturday! I didn't have any time (I was at a friend's sleepover . . . whoop-de-doo!)
I want to see if I can get at least 100 reviews before I do chapter 30 . . . that is, if I DO chapter 30. For all you know, I could stop this story at any given moment . . . but I'm not that cruel . . . or am I? You'll just have to see. ^_^
Yes, I know that sometimes the characters are ooc (out of character). But, my imagination rules over my brain and all is lost. Please bear with me. I'm still getting used to writing a reverse world.
Oh, and a note to the girl who said that people with British accents would sound weird if they spoke rapper-ish . . . Ever heard of Ali G? ^_^
Megan: Aw, thanks for calling my story shit. I really appreciate it. Oh, and don't get your knickers all in a twist. ^_~
Disclaimer: HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!! I don't own Harry Potter.
I don't own 'Stuck' by Stacie Orrico so don't try to sue me!
Oh, I don't own 'Crush' by Mandy Moore either!
I don't own any of the songs in this chapter . . . except for the song sung by the lead singer and the song sung by Sandy Parker. . .
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The Leaky Cauldron was a place always bustling with news and people. Conversation and laughter always filled the air. And quite frankly, it annoyed the hell out of Harry.
Things were back to normal (if you can call it that) between Harry and Draco. The latter had admitted that he had overreacted but was still going to seek revenge. Harry just shook it off.
The next day, they would be going to King's Cross and onto the Hogwarts Express. They decided to make the most of their last day in Diagon Alley.
After they had both packed up all of their belongings, Harry and Draco set off, separating from each other. Harry decided he would relax during the day and party and have fun during the night. A new night club especially for underage wizards had just opened the week before and Harry had heard great things about it.
Harry walked to the Patronus Pool Center and saw many people there, including loads of hot girls in skimpy bikinis. He quickly walked into the changing rooms and changed into an emerald green pair of swimming trunks. His body was muscular and they certainly showed it off. He walked out of the changing room and dove into the large pool.
Ever since he was a child, Harry had loved the serenity and calmness of water. Swimming around in cool water had always made him calm and able to think well and more clearly. There was just something so pure and pristine about it. It especially helped him because he always remembered the time when Dudley fell off a bridge.
Harry closed his eyes, thinking about the day he was accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Hagrid, the big oaf, had come for him, taking him away from the then-dreadful Dursleys. He remembered how shocked he was when he found out that he was a . . . wizard.
Harry opened his eyes. A beautiful girl was in front of him, her hair flowing all over. She looked . . . perfect. She had large brown eyes, long, blonde hair, and glowing skin . . . or maybe it was just the pool reflecting light. Harry swam back up to the surface, the girl following after him.
"Hi, I'm Kristen," she said, smiling. She had very white, straight teeth.
"Hey. I'm Harry, Harry Potter," Harry said, grinning back.
"Wow, THE Harry Potter. This is wicked," Kristen said, gazing into Harry's bright green eyes. Her voice seemed familiar. He had definitely heard it before . . . but where?
"Er, what school do you go to?" Harry asked, searching his mind.
"Well, I've just transferred to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry from the Salem Witches' Institute in America," Kristen said, still smiling. Right then, Harry figured out who she was. He had dubbed her the 'Mysterious Angel' but she wasn't so mysterious anymore. And, she went to HOGWARTS!
"I'm in 5th year. How about you?"
"I'm in 5th year as well," Kristen replied, smoothing her hair with her hands. Could this girl do no wrong?!
"Any idea what house you're in?"
"Er, no, not yet. I don't even know what all of them are! Oh wait . . . isn't one called Slytherdor?" Kristen asked.
"Er, actually, Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw," Harry said, and paused, "and Hufflepuff are the houses." Kristen looked into Harry's eyes once again. He had that sort of way on girls.
"Oh," Kristen said with a laugh.
"Guess I'll see you at Hogwarts then," Harry said. He sure hoped he would. She looked like a good snog.
"Yeah, guess so," Kristen replied, grinning. She swam away, leaving Harry mesmerized . . .
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"I got a crush on you . . . I hope you feel the way that I do. I get a rush when I'm with you. Ooh, I got a crush on you. Crush on you. Ooh, I wish I could tell somebody . . . but there's no one to talk to, nobody knows . . ." she sang sweetly. She started writing a song on a piece of parchment. It was one of her favorites. She had heard about a talent contest at one of the balls and wanted to enter, which was very unlike her. She loved to sing, and no one knew besides her.
"Hermione! Hurry up! Lunch is ready!" Ron exclaimed.
"All right! Coming!" Hermione exclaimed back, leaving her room.
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She had a crush on Draco. She would never admit to anyone though. She had known him ever since 1st year and had liked him ever since 2nd. He didn't know, of course. She would absolutely DIE (A/N: Not literally. ^_^) if he ever found out. He never seemed to like her in THAT way though. She was just his friend. Nothing more than a friend. She hoped that someday, he would like her in that way . . . as more than a friend. Would that ever happened? She really hoped so. She couldn't wait until school started again. She would see him again. She smiled to herself, thinking about him . . .
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Harry left Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor and started walking toward the Chamber, a bar very similar to the Hog's Head. Though he was underage, Harry was allowed to go in there and buy drinks. He was a friend of the owner.
"Ah, Harry! Nice to see you again," said Adam, the owner. Harry had first met him when he was 13. Adam was man with dark hair, specked with gray. Harry supposed that he was in his 50s or something but didn't dare ask for fear that he might get offended.
"Hey Adam. Got any Wizard Cigars?" Harry asked, taking out some money.
"Yes, I do. Free of charge though. I wouldn't want you to pay me a Knut," Adam said, handing him a Wizard Cigar. Adam then took out his wand and lit the tip for Harry. Harry loved smoking Wizard Cigars, even if he didn't do it often. He put it in an ashtray as he looked up at the sign. It showed what drinks were available.
"I'll take a Butterbeer with a shot of Fire Whiskey," Harry said, looking back at Adam.
"Coming right up, Mr. Potter," Adam said. He filled a tankard with Butterbeer and took out a bottle of Fire Whiskey. He put a shot of it in the tankard and handed it to Harry.
"So, how's your summer been?"
"Eh, pretty good. Can't wait to get back to school. The Muggle world can get pretty tiring," Harry said, drinking from the tankard.
"Yeh, I suppose so. Got a niece going to Hogwarts who lives in the Muggle world. Name's Kristen," Adam said.
"Kristen? I met her at the Patronus pool earlier today," Harry said, now smoking his Wizard cigar.
"You've met Kristen? That's wonderful. She's a beaut, all right. I think you two would make a good couple!" Adam said.
"Hmm . . . maybe . . ." Harry replied.
"She's said she's been real keen on meeting the famous 'Arry Potter! An' I told her that you're a friend of mine. You wouldn't believe how excited she was!" Adam said, pouring a drink for another customer. "By the way, have you heard about the Golden Snitch?"
"Oh, that new dance club? Yeah, I've heard of it. I was actually going tonight," Harry replied.
"Really? You might see Kristen there then. She works there sometimes," Adam said.
"Wicked. Well, Adam got to go now. Nice speaking to you again. See you next year I suppose," Harry said.
"See me before then!" Adam exclaimed as Harry left the Hog's Head.
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The rest of the day, Harry shopped for the rest of his school supplies and bought some new dress robes. Then, he just relaxed at the Leaky Cauldron, inside his room.
When it was 8:00 p.m., Harry and Draco left the Leaky Cauldron and walked to The Dementor, a popular restaurant in Diagon Alley. When they got there, they say Saffron and Lillie already there, standing, waiting for them.
"Hey Draco! Hey Harry!" Lillie exclaimed when she saw them. She motioned for them to come over.
"We've been waiting for ten minutes! You guys are always so late," Saffron said. She was wearing dark denim jeans and a shimmering blue top. Though he wouldn't admit it, Draco thought she looked muy caliente (A/N: That's 'very hot' for all of you non-Spanish speaking people. OK, OK, I take Spanish class at school. Sue me). Lillie was wearing low-rise boot cut jeans and a snug pink top.
"So, ready to eat?" Lillie asked the both of them. They all nodded and walked to a guy, waiting for people with reservations.
"Have you made reservations?" the guy asked, smiling.
"Yes, under 'Mr. and Mr. Potter'," Saffron said, grinning at the two boys. The man raised an eyebrow at Draco and Harry.
"No, we're not-"
"We're not gay. We're just-"
"Er, I must ask you to spare me the details, please," the man said. He checked his list and gave a nod. "Come with me," the guy said, leading them to a table. He walked past a few tables and reached a medium-sized table with four chairs.
"Reservations for four. A waiter or waitress will be coming soon to take your orders," he said, handing them all menus. The four sat down and opened their menus.
"Marco Polo prawns with a creamy almond sauce and a maraschino cherry. Mmm," Lillie said (A/N: Oh my gosh. I LOVE Marco Polo prawns with a sweet, creamy almond sauce and a maraschino cherry. Lol). Just then, a waitress walked over.
"May I take your orders?" she asked. She looked hardly older than 16 or 17. Harry smiled his charming smile and said,"
"I'd like to order . . . you." The waitress blushed and grinned at Harry (A/N: That's one of the worst lines I've ever heard . . .)
"Sorry, Mister, but could you order something from the menu?" the waitress asked, winking at Harry.
"Er, I'll take some baby back pork ribs, mashed potatoes, and grilled vegetables. I'd like some Butterbeer to drink,' Saffron said, setting down her menu.
"Marco Polo Prawns with a creamy, sweet almond sauce on the side and a maraschino cherry in the sauce. Please don't undercook the prawns and make sure the sauce is creamy but not TOO creamy. Oh, and I'd like some Butterbeer. Cold, but not ice cold," Lillie said. All four of the people (including the waitress) raised an eyebrow at her. "What?" she said, looking at them confusingly.
"I'd like some fried chicken, two boiled potatoes, steamed vegetables, and Butterbeer," Draco said.
"And, I'll have chicken strips with ranch dressing on the side and some garlic bread. Oh, and some Butterbeer," Harry said.
"All right. So, that's Marco Polo prawns that are not undercooked, and a sweet, creamy almond sauce that's creamy but not TOO creamy. Baby back ribs, mashed potatoes, and grilled vegetables. Fried chicken, two boiled potatoes, and steamed vegetables. Chicken strips with ranch dressing on the side and some garlic bread. A pitcher of Butterbeer and three cups. One cup of Butterbeer that's cold but not ice cold," the waitress said fast, taking a deep breath after.
"I think you forgot something . . ." Lillie said.
"No," Harry, Draco, and Saffron said in unison. Lillie looked at them like they were crazy.
"Well, all right. Your Butterbeer will be coming in a few minutes and your food will be ready in 10," the waitress said, collecting all of the menus and walking away.
"So, we're going to the Golden Snitch after dinner, right?" Lillie asked curiously.
"Yeah. We'll probably be there by 9:30 or so," Harry said. A big pitcher of Butterbeer and three empty glasses suddenly appeared on the table. Then, a cup of Butterbeer that was cold but not ice cold appeared on the table. Lillie took the cup and drank some of it.
"Ah, that's better," she said, smirking. They all, except Lillie, of course, poured themselves some Butterbeer and began talking.
"That's what I call fast service," Draco said, grinning. A few minutes later, big platters of food appeared on the table. They all started eating.
"So much fat and calories . . ." Lillie said.
"Oh, please. You can dance it off at the club," Saffron said, rolling her eyes. They all ate to their hearts' content. The food was delicious and laughter and conversation was in the air. When they had finished dinner and dessert, it was already 9:45 p.m. They all walked out of The Dementor and saw a large club across the street. Loud music was playing and there was a long line of people.
"There are so many people . . ." Lillie said sadly.
"I can get us to the front," Harry said. "Follow me." Harry walked to the guard and grinned.
"Hey, I'm Harry Potter. Can I get in with my friends?" Harry said, indicating Draco, Saffron, and Lily.
"H-Harry Potter? Wow, so nice to meet you Mr. Potter. Of course you can come in," the guard replied, letting them pass.
"See? Works like a charm everytime," Harry said, smirking.
"Famous people and their egos," Saffron muttered, rolling her eyes. Harry winked and they walked into the dance room. It was already filled with at least 200 people dancing around. A rock band with a female lead singer was playing.
"Crazy fool . . . you thought I loved you but I just used you . . . Ha ha . . . Crazy fool, you thought you were cool . . . but you were so wrong," the singer sang. She had a grungy voice.
"This club rocks!" Lillie exclaimed. They all started dancing. Harry spotted a really sexy girl dancing with some loser. He walked over and grinned. He cut in, without asking, and started dancing with the girl. The guy she was dancing with cursed and walked away. They started grinding and she swayed her hips. God, she was hot . . . REALLY hot. Harry eyed her shoulders as her shirt fell off of them. Now, her shoulders were exposed. She wasn't wearing a bra (A/N: Sorry to disgust you. But remember, it is PG- 13 . . . maybe it should be PG-14 . . .). He smiled to himself.
"You're really hot," Harry said to her. She just smiled, dancing wildly. The song soon ended and the music stopped. Then, Harry and the nameless girl started making out passionately.
"OK, now, since it's Tuesday night, it's talent show night! Anyone who wants to can come up and sing for the crowd!" exclaimed the girl. "If you want to come up, please tell the guy at the bar." A big gaggle (A/N: God, I love that world . . . gaggle . . .) of girls walked over to the bar and there was a lot of noise.
"Sandy Parker!" exclaimed the guy at the bar.
"Give a big round of applause for Sandy Parker!" exclaimed the lead singer. A girl with curly blond hair walked up to the stage. She looked highly do- able.
"MY LOVE WILL COME FOR ME! HE WILL COME FOR ME! WE WILL GO TO THE BEDROOM AND WE WILL-"
"OK, that was Sandy!" interrupted the lead singer.
"I think she was drunk . . ." Lillie said.
"Next up is Stacey Carando! Cheer for Stacey!" A girl with red hair walked up to the stage, smiled, opened her mouth, and . . . fainted.
"Er, well, all right then . . ." One of the guards ran over to her and took her off the stage.
"Er, now, Andy Calan!"
"Like a virgin! Woo! Touched for the very first . . . time. Like a vir-er- irgin. With your heartbeat . . . next to mine!" Minutes later, he was done and there was a scattered applause.
"Thank you Andy . . . for that, um, interesting, performance."
"Anyone else think he's a little, uh, out there?" Draco asked, raising an eyebrow. They all nodded, except Harry and the nameless girl who were still snogging.
"And, our last performer, Scarlet Woman . . ."
"What the fuck? SCARLET WOMAN?" Saffron scoffed, a confused look on her face. A girl with medium length blondish-brown hair and a slender figure walked onto the stage. Her hair partly concealed her face and she was wearing shimmering blue eye shadow.
"I . . . can't get out of bed today, or get you off my mind. I just can't seem to find a way to leave the love behind . . . I ain't tripping, I'm just missing . . . You know what I'm saying, you know what I mean," the 'Scarlet Woman' sang. Harry and the girl stopped kissing. Harry thought she looked so . . . hot. No, wait, hot was an understatement. Sexiest girl in the club was more like it. Her voice was great as well. The girl he was snogging was obviously confused and noticed Harry staring at the Scarlet Woman. She pouted and left angrily, a mad look on her face.
"I can't take it. What am I waiting for? My heart's still breaking. I miss you even more. And I can't fake it . . . The way I could before. I hate you . . . but I love you. I can't stop thinking of you . . . I hate you, but I love you. I can't stop thinking of you . . . Don't know what to do . . . I'm stuck on you . . . Ooh, ooh, ooh."
"Well, that was the best so far! Give a huge applause for the 'Scarlet Woman'!" Everyone in the audience clapped and cheered. Harry noticed her cheeks go bright red as she looked out at the audience. For just one brief second, their eyes locked. Harry smiled but she turned away. He had to speak to her . . . he just had to kiss her beautiful lips from which her sexy voice came out.
The 'Scarlet Woman' walked off the stage and Harry immediately walked over to her.
"Hey. I'm Harry, Harry Potter," Harry said. He always introduced himself like that to a girl he liked . . . or a girl that looked highly doable. Whatever worked.
"Er, Harry Potter? I'm-er-Gwen Moore," Gwen said nervously. There was a weak smile on her face.
"You have a beautiful voice, Gwen. How old are you?" Harry said curiously.
"Almost 15 . . . in September," Gwen said.
"Wicked. Do you go to Hogwarts?' Harry asked. He wanted to see her there badly.
"Er, y-yeah, I do," Gwen said. She seemed really nervous and tense.
"Really? That's odd. I haven't seen you before. What house are you in?" Harry said.
"I, uh, got to go. Bye Harry Potter," Gwen said, running off.
"Wait! Where are you going!?" Harry called after her but it was no use. She was gone.
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The rest of the night went by OK after Gwen ran away from Harry. He was disappointed but shook it off as he danced with a hot blond. After her, he danced with four other girls. He made out with all of them.
Harry didn't see Kristen at the Golden Snitch that night. It was pretty crowded with people so she must've been somewhere else.
It was 2:00 a.m. by the time Harry and Draco got back to the Leaky Cauldron. Harry walked to his room and immediately fell to his bed. He went to sleep, not bothering to change his clothes or take off his glasses . . .
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A/N: Now . . . who is this Gwen girl? Is she really who she says she is? Will Harry see her at Hogwarts? Does she even GO to Hogwarts? Find out by reading 'The Life of a Slytherin'! Oh, and please review! Lol. I am now going to start trying to make every chapter as long as this one or longer. Please respond with what you would like: long chapters and sort of slow updates or shorter chapters with weekly updates. Your pick! Toodley-oodley toodles!