A/N: Chapter 10 is up, and thank you to all of my wonderful Reviewers.
Especially Sakura123, who has Reviewed me 5-6 times so far! I hope for even
more! Now, a day at Hogsmeade, what fun! But also, this DOES REVEAL some
OotP stuff. This is just a laid-back type of chapter, relaxing. They'll
need it. Anyways, read on! Do I own anything? Huh? Do I? -No. Ah, carry on.
Chapter 10
Sam roused Frodo from a peaceful slumber, and found that Merry and Pippin had already gone down to the Common Room. Frodo hastily got up and a few minutes later they both headed down the staircase.
As soon as they stepped onto the scarlet-colored carpeting of the Common Room, they knew the reason for Merry and Pippin's early departure.
They were rolling on the floor, laughing their heads off with Fred and George, shaking with mirth. All around them were students- er, WERE they students? Yes, students who had fallen victim to the four trouble- makers' prank.
There were large birds- wait, birds?! Canaries, with molting yellow feathers to reveal shocked and confused Gryffindor students underneath, and others with their tongues- those WERE tongues, right?- that were MUCH bigger than they were supposed to be! The poor students were gagging on their inflating tongues, as Fred and George walked around to give the antidote to their victims.
"What is this about?!" asked Sam in wonder and confusion.
"It's- it's Ton-Tongue Toffee, and Canary Creams!" Fred managed to say through his laughing.
"Ton- Canary- What?!"
"Ton-Tongue Toffee, makes your tongue grow to an enormous state, and Canary Creams, THAT makes you- well, basically turn into a large canary," said the voice of one Hermione Granger as she descended the steps of the Girl's Dormitories, crossing her arms in front her as she looked at the no longer laughing boys. She raised an eyebrow at them as even more students molted from a canary to a human again.
"Uh, we were just, ah, George?"
"Er, yeah, we were just, on- our way out," said George as the twins slowly backed away to the portrait hole. They turned as soon as they reached it and ran flat out of the Common Room. Hermione shook her head as Merry and Pippin gathered themselves off the floor. She strolled over to them and looked at them sternly and severely.
"Uh, just having a little fun?" Merry asked timidly. Pippin gulped.
"You are not, repeat, NOT supposed to test Fred and George's inventions on the students!" Hermione snapped.
"But we didn't-"
"It was their idea!"
"We just watched, it was funny!"
"We can't help it if we watch!"
Hermione merely sighed as she looked at the molted, yellow feathers all over the floor, almost completely hiding the color of the carpet. Everyone had turned back into a normal student, and no 6 foot-long tongues or huge canaries were to be seen. She then shook her head, took out her wand, and muttered,
"Scourgify!" The feathers instantly vanished.
"The next time I ever see Fred and George do that again, I'll- I'll- I'll write to their mother about what they're doing!" Hermione fumed.
Harry and Ron came down the stairs of the Boy's Dormitories, completely devoid of any knowledge of the past 20 minutes, as Ron said to them,
"So, let's all have breakfast, shall we?"
They all left the Great Hall after a satisfying breakfast, and they made their way to the oak front doors of the school, where many other students were lined up in front of Filch, the caretaker, as he read off their names from a long sheet of parchment. Mrs. Norris, his cat, was sitting quietly next to him, fixating her eyes upon the students as they headed out the door.
"Oh wait, I forgot to ask you," Harry began to say as he turned to Frodo and the rest of the new students, now already in line. "You do have permission to go into Hogsmeade, right?"
"Er-" started Frodo, but just then they had reached Filch at the doors. He stared at the new students with a hard look, and asked,
"So, you have permission? Or not?"
Frodo stammered. Did he have permission? Permission from who? Why did he need permission to go out of the castle? But just as he was about to ask this, someone cleared his throat behind them. They turned around to see Professor Dumbledore, smiling contently at them. He had just exited the Great Hall.
"They have my permission, Argus."
"Well, be off with you then!" yelled a surly-looking Filch. Mrs. Norris stared at Frodo as he hurriedly stepped out into the bright sunshine.
Shortly afterwards, Harry, Ron, and Hermione met up with the hobbits outside, and they turned in the direction of Hogsmeade. Hermione, having read many books, told them all the extent of her knowledge on the only muggle-free wizarding town in Britain. They simply nodded and added a "really?" or an "imagine that-" as she droned on. Eventually, they reached the village and found themselves on the main road. The hobbits looked around in fascination. There were so many buildings-
"So where should we head first?" Ron asked them.
"Zonko's?" suggested Harry.
"What's a 'Zonkos'?" Frodo questioned intently. There were so many things in this world in which he didn't understand.
"Zonko's, it's a joke shop. They have all types of stuff," Ron informed them. They nodded, but since they still looked like they didn't understand, he hastily added, "Come on, we'll take you."
They made their way down the main road, and soon came upon a building with the large sign "Zonko's Joke Shop," swinging in front of it. They entered and Ron and Harry were eager to show them everything.
Well, needless to say, the hobbits, especially Merry and Pippin, were thrilled. There were many varieties of different items such as Dungbombs, fanged Frisbees, Dr. Filibuster's Fireworks. Harry and Ron bought many things, as the hobbits looked at the other merchandise. It was only after they had been in there for a good 40 minutes that Hermione had to drag them back out.
"Alright, now we go to Honeydukes, I need to get some more Sugar Quills," Ron stated happily.
"And Honeydukes is-?" began Merry, but Harry gave the explanation.
"A sweet shop. It has all the candy you can think of! If you liked Zonko's, you'll love Honeydukes."
So they walked eagerly up the road until they found themselves standing in front of the shop. They filed in and the hobbits gaped. So many sweets!
"You should try the Fizzing Whizbees!" Harry told them.
"Naw, Bertie Botts' Every Flavor Beans!" Ron argued.
"But what about the levitating sherbet balls?"
"And Droobles Best Blowing Gum?"
"Alright, alright!" cut in Hermione from the two boys' rampaging. "Stop before you name every sweet in this store! Just show them all the different sweets, and then we can head down to the Three Broomsticks."
And so they did. Harry and Ron once again showed them everything in the store, and once again the hobbits were intrigued; they found themselves immersed in the array of toffees, nougats, and everything else there was. Ron bought his Sugar Quills (and quite a few other sweets as well) and Harry purchased his own small hill of candy.
As soon as they were done with that, they headed in the direction Hermione had pointed out, to the Three Broomsticks, a local pub in Hogsmeade. Frodo and the hobbits were delighted to hear this.
When they entered the pub, they saw right away that it was crowded with many people. They squeezed their way through the hubbub and finally found a table. Harry went to order the drinks. He soon came back, with Frodo's help, carrying several foaming tankards.
The hobbits, unsure of what this beverage was, took nice, long droughts.
"What is this?" asked Sam, a content look on his face as he set his tankard down.
"Butterbeer," replied Harry simply. The hobbits, liking the sound of this stuff being some sort of beer, drank happily away.
"So, do you four like Quidditch?" Harry asked them.
"What's Qui- uh- what you said?" asked Pippin.
"You mean you don't know what Quidditch is?!" Ron yelped, almost upsetting his tankard.
"Ron, just because you and all the other boys are obsessed with that sport doesn't mean that everyone has to be," stated Hermione.
"I didn't say THAT, but to not even have HEARD of Quidditch?! That's just- just-"
"Will you tell us about it, then?" asked Frodo. Yet one more thing in which he had never heard of in his life.
Ron settled down again, as Harry smiled and started to teach them the rules of Quidditch. It turns out that there were seven players on a team: a Keeper, who defended the three large goal posts on either end of a Quidditch field, three Chasers, who tried to score goals with a red ball the size of a soccer ball called a Quaffle, two Beaters, who protected their team members from heavy, dangerous balls called Bludgers, and a Seeker, whose only job during the game was to search and catch a small, gold-colored, winged ball called the Snitch. When the Seeker caught the Snitch, the game was over. Whatever team who had the most points won.
On the Gryffindor House team, Ron was made the Keeper this year, and his two brothers the twins were the Beaters and Harry was the Seeker. But it turned out, however, that Professor Umbridge, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher that Frodo had a bad feeling about, had given Fred, George, and even Harry a lifetime ban after one of the Quidditch games of the year, when a little incident concerning Draco Malfoy had made Umbridge, who turned out to be something called the Hogwarts High Inquisitor, (which meant she had a certain authority over the students), ban them from the team. And so, there forth, they were banned from Quidditch. But Harry had told them not to feel bad for him, because as Ginny, Ron's younger sister, had told him, the ban applied to them only when Umbridge was at Hogwarts, and they reassured the new students that Umbridge wouldn't be around for long. Or so they hoped.
After a LONG discussion of Quidditch, Harry, Ron, and Hermione along with the four hobbits decided they ought to go back to the castle, on account of they had homework to catch up on. Harry and Ron muttered angrily about this, but Frodo couldn't have had a better time today. He didn't care if he had homework to do also, (and that Hermione had to help him yet again), but he had found a place in which he could be happy. Where he didn't have to care about the Ring, or the Fellowship, or Sauron-
Where he would stay.
A/N: Ooh, suspense! Well, this adds some drama! I'm not too keen on drama myself, but- I do like suspense. I'll work as fast as I can to complete the next chapter, so in the meantime, please Review! I don't even care if it's criticism, I like to know what I'm doing wrong. So, if you have one minute to write down a Review, please do so for me! Thanks again!
Chapter 10
Sam roused Frodo from a peaceful slumber, and found that Merry and Pippin had already gone down to the Common Room. Frodo hastily got up and a few minutes later they both headed down the staircase.
As soon as they stepped onto the scarlet-colored carpeting of the Common Room, they knew the reason for Merry and Pippin's early departure.
They were rolling on the floor, laughing their heads off with Fred and George, shaking with mirth. All around them were students- er, WERE they students? Yes, students who had fallen victim to the four trouble- makers' prank.
There were large birds- wait, birds?! Canaries, with molting yellow feathers to reveal shocked and confused Gryffindor students underneath, and others with their tongues- those WERE tongues, right?- that were MUCH bigger than they were supposed to be! The poor students were gagging on their inflating tongues, as Fred and George walked around to give the antidote to their victims.
"What is this about?!" asked Sam in wonder and confusion.
"It's- it's Ton-Tongue Toffee, and Canary Creams!" Fred managed to say through his laughing.
"Ton- Canary- What?!"
"Ton-Tongue Toffee, makes your tongue grow to an enormous state, and Canary Creams, THAT makes you- well, basically turn into a large canary," said the voice of one Hermione Granger as she descended the steps of the Girl's Dormitories, crossing her arms in front her as she looked at the no longer laughing boys. She raised an eyebrow at them as even more students molted from a canary to a human again.
"Uh, we were just, ah, George?"
"Er, yeah, we were just, on- our way out," said George as the twins slowly backed away to the portrait hole. They turned as soon as they reached it and ran flat out of the Common Room. Hermione shook her head as Merry and Pippin gathered themselves off the floor. She strolled over to them and looked at them sternly and severely.
"Uh, just having a little fun?" Merry asked timidly. Pippin gulped.
"You are not, repeat, NOT supposed to test Fred and George's inventions on the students!" Hermione snapped.
"But we didn't-"
"It was their idea!"
"We just watched, it was funny!"
"We can't help it if we watch!"
Hermione merely sighed as she looked at the molted, yellow feathers all over the floor, almost completely hiding the color of the carpet. Everyone had turned back into a normal student, and no 6 foot-long tongues or huge canaries were to be seen. She then shook her head, took out her wand, and muttered,
"Scourgify!" The feathers instantly vanished.
"The next time I ever see Fred and George do that again, I'll- I'll- I'll write to their mother about what they're doing!" Hermione fumed.
Harry and Ron came down the stairs of the Boy's Dormitories, completely devoid of any knowledge of the past 20 minutes, as Ron said to them,
"So, let's all have breakfast, shall we?"
They all left the Great Hall after a satisfying breakfast, and they made their way to the oak front doors of the school, where many other students were lined up in front of Filch, the caretaker, as he read off their names from a long sheet of parchment. Mrs. Norris, his cat, was sitting quietly next to him, fixating her eyes upon the students as they headed out the door.
"Oh wait, I forgot to ask you," Harry began to say as he turned to Frodo and the rest of the new students, now already in line. "You do have permission to go into Hogsmeade, right?"
"Er-" started Frodo, but just then they had reached Filch at the doors. He stared at the new students with a hard look, and asked,
"So, you have permission? Or not?"
Frodo stammered. Did he have permission? Permission from who? Why did he need permission to go out of the castle? But just as he was about to ask this, someone cleared his throat behind them. They turned around to see Professor Dumbledore, smiling contently at them. He had just exited the Great Hall.
"They have my permission, Argus."
"Well, be off with you then!" yelled a surly-looking Filch. Mrs. Norris stared at Frodo as he hurriedly stepped out into the bright sunshine.
Shortly afterwards, Harry, Ron, and Hermione met up with the hobbits outside, and they turned in the direction of Hogsmeade. Hermione, having read many books, told them all the extent of her knowledge on the only muggle-free wizarding town in Britain. They simply nodded and added a "really?" or an "imagine that-" as she droned on. Eventually, they reached the village and found themselves on the main road. The hobbits looked around in fascination. There were so many buildings-
"So where should we head first?" Ron asked them.
"Zonko's?" suggested Harry.
"What's a 'Zonkos'?" Frodo questioned intently. There were so many things in this world in which he didn't understand.
"Zonko's, it's a joke shop. They have all types of stuff," Ron informed them. They nodded, but since they still looked like they didn't understand, he hastily added, "Come on, we'll take you."
They made their way down the main road, and soon came upon a building with the large sign "Zonko's Joke Shop," swinging in front of it. They entered and Ron and Harry were eager to show them everything.
Well, needless to say, the hobbits, especially Merry and Pippin, were thrilled. There were many varieties of different items such as Dungbombs, fanged Frisbees, Dr. Filibuster's Fireworks. Harry and Ron bought many things, as the hobbits looked at the other merchandise. It was only after they had been in there for a good 40 minutes that Hermione had to drag them back out.
"Alright, now we go to Honeydukes, I need to get some more Sugar Quills," Ron stated happily.
"And Honeydukes is-?" began Merry, but Harry gave the explanation.
"A sweet shop. It has all the candy you can think of! If you liked Zonko's, you'll love Honeydukes."
So they walked eagerly up the road until they found themselves standing in front of the shop. They filed in and the hobbits gaped. So many sweets!
"You should try the Fizzing Whizbees!" Harry told them.
"Naw, Bertie Botts' Every Flavor Beans!" Ron argued.
"But what about the levitating sherbet balls?"
"And Droobles Best Blowing Gum?"
"Alright, alright!" cut in Hermione from the two boys' rampaging. "Stop before you name every sweet in this store! Just show them all the different sweets, and then we can head down to the Three Broomsticks."
And so they did. Harry and Ron once again showed them everything in the store, and once again the hobbits were intrigued; they found themselves immersed in the array of toffees, nougats, and everything else there was. Ron bought his Sugar Quills (and quite a few other sweets as well) and Harry purchased his own small hill of candy.
As soon as they were done with that, they headed in the direction Hermione had pointed out, to the Three Broomsticks, a local pub in Hogsmeade. Frodo and the hobbits were delighted to hear this.
When they entered the pub, they saw right away that it was crowded with many people. They squeezed their way through the hubbub and finally found a table. Harry went to order the drinks. He soon came back, with Frodo's help, carrying several foaming tankards.
The hobbits, unsure of what this beverage was, took nice, long droughts.
"What is this?" asked Sam, a content look on his face as he set his tankard down.
"Butterbeer," replied Harry simply. The hobbits, liking the sound of this stuff being some sort of beer, drank happily away.
"So, do you four like Quidditch?" Harry asked them.
"What's Qui- uh- what you said?" asked Pippin.
"You mean you don't know what Quidditch is?!" Ron yelped, almost upsetting his tankard.
"Ron, just because you and all the other boys are obsessed with that sport doesn't mean that everyone has to be," stated Hermione.
"I didn't say THAT, but to not even have HEARD of Quidditch?! That's just- just-"
"Will you tell us about it, then?" asked Frodo. Yet one more thing in which he had never heard of in his life.
Ron settled down again, as Harry smiled and started to teach them the rules of Quidditch. It turns out that there were seven players on a team: a Keeper, who defended the three large goal posts on either end of a Quidditch field, three Chasers, who tried to score goals with a red ball the size of a soccer ball called a Quaffle, two Beaters, who protected their team members from heavy, dangerous balls called Bludgers, and a Seeker, whose only job during the game was to search and catch a small, gold-colored, winged ball called the Snitch. When the Seeker caught the Snitch, the game was over. Whatever team who had the most points won.
On the Gryffindor House team, Ron was made the Keeper this year, and his two brothers the twins were the Beaters and Harry was the Seeker. But it turned out, however, that Professor Umbridge, the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher that Frodo had a bad feeling about, had given Fred, George, and even Harry a lifetime ban after one of the Quidditch games of the year, when a little incident concerning Draco Malfoy had made Umbridge, who turned out to be something called the Hogwarts High Inquisitor, (which meant she had a certain authority over the students), ban them from the team. And so, there forth, they were banned from Quidditch. But Harry had told them not to feel bad for him, because as Ginny, Ron's younger sister, had told him, the ban applied to them only when Umbridge was at Hogwarts, and they reassured the new students that Umbridge wouldn't be around for long. Or so they hoped.
After a LONG discussion of Quidditch, Harry, Ron, and Hermione along with the four hobbits decided they ought to go back to the castle, on account of they had homework to catch up on. Harry and Ron muttered angrily about this, but Frodo couldn't have had a better time today. He didn't care if he had homework to do also, (and that Hermione had to help him yet again), but he had found a place in which he could be happy. Where he didn't have to care about the Ring, or the Fellowship, or Sauron-
Where he would stay.
A/N: Ooh, suspense! Well, this adds some drama! I'm not too keen on drama myself, but- I do like suspense. I'll work as fast as I can to complete the next chapter, so in the meantime, please Review! I don't even care if it's criticism, I like to know what I'm doing wrong. So, if you have one minute to write down a Review, please do so for me! Thanks again!