Chapter 3
Mr and Mrs Weasly smiled politely at the ticket man as Hermione bought their tickets. Fred and George had not spoken since they had seen the girl and Bill had taken it as his new hobby to keep mentioning the girl to annoy them. Ron yawned and rubbed his eyes. It had been a long week, he thought to himself as he looked around at the train station. A bright sign showed the stations at which the Exeter St David train would be stopping at and his father made a note in his note book and smiled at him.
"It's run by electricity Ron," His father whispered to his son as Hermione returned with the tickets, "Not Magic but Electricity, isn't it marvellous." Ron nodded but he was not paying attention. Hermione was getting prettier and prettier every time he saw her, but what was he saying. This was Hermione he was thinking about. His best friend, well, except for Harry.
"It's the next train on Platform 3." Hermione informed them as she returned with the tickets. Harry smiled. He too had never travelled by Muggle train before and even he was a little excited. And then suddenly the shouting began.
"IT'S HER !" George yelled at the top of his lungs before making a break for the girl. The girl was stood at a drinks machine. She was wearing baggy pants and a very tight top. On top of her head sat a baseball cap tilted sideways and she reminded Hermione of the famous Muggle Singer, but Hermione could remember her name.
George took off at full speed towards as the rest of the Weaslys found a bench to sit on. Fred followed him and soon they we're both stood behind the girl smiling.
"Ahem." Fred said from behind George and startled the girl. She turned to look at them and quickly moved her eyes up and down there scruffy out of date Muggle clothes before turning back to the drinks machine. Fred gave up instantly but George continued and before he realised what he was doing he had poked the girl in the back.
"Yeah," The girl asked as she turned to face George. Fred turned to watch and suddenly all the Weaslys became curious at what might happen.
"I.." George began, but he could get the words out, "I.." Sweat began to slide down as brow. He had never been struck for words in his entire life.
"You what ?" The girl asked him as she collected her Pepsi and leaned on the machine, "Well, spit it out." George froze. What could he possible say.
"He was wondering if you had change for a five," Fred said suddenly, then paused. Change for a five. What did that mean. It was the only thing he had remembered from Muggle studies.
"Sorry, I don't." The Girl said as she turned on her heel and spat he chewing gum at the bin and walked off. Fred smiled as George turned back round to face him.
"Your welcome." Fred told George but suddenly the look on George's face changed.
"You just couldn't let me have her could you." George said loudly, his voice raising."
"What ?" Fred muttered, genuinely dumbstruck. "I was just."
"Just what exactly." George said, now loud enough for the whole platform to here him.
"Just helping you out." Fred replied now raising his voice. "You froze, so I helped you."
"If I need your help Fred." George said now almost shouting, Mrs Weasly stood up to interrupt but Mr Weasly pulled her back down, "I will ask for it."
"THE TRAIN NOW APROACHING PLATFORM 3 IS THE 19:37 SOUTH WEST TRAIN SERVICE TO EXETER ST DAVID !" The loud speaker interrupted as the two stared bullets at each other. And then they stopped and walked slowly to the train both as grumpy looking as the other.
"Oh dear Ron," muttered, "We have to share a train with those two."
Mr and Mrs Weasly smiled politely at the ticket man as Hermione bought their tickets. Fred and George had not spoken since they had seen the girl and Bill had taken it as his new hobby to keep mentioning the girl to annoy them. Ron yawned and rubbed his eyes. It had been a long week, he thought to himself as he looked around at the train station. A bright sign showed the stations at which the Exeter St David train would be stopping at and his father made a note in his note book and smiled at him.
"It's run by electricity Ron," His father whispered to his son as Hermione returned with the tickets, "Not Magic but Electricity, isn't it marvellous." Ron nodded but he was not paying attention. Hermione was getting prettier and prettier every time he saw her, but what was he saying. This was Hermione he was thinking about. His best friend, well, except for Harry.
"It's the next train on Platform 3." Hermione informed them as she returned with the tickets. Harry smiled. He too had never travelled by Muggle train before and even he was a little excited. And then suddenly the shouting began.
"IT'S HER !" George yelled at the top of his lungs before making a break for the girl. The girl was stood at a drinks machine. She was wearing baggy pants and a very tight top. On top of her head sat a baseball cap tilted sideways and she reminded Hermione of the famous Muggle Singer, but Hermione could remember her name.
George took off at full speed towards as the rest of the Weaslys found a bench to sit on. Fred followed him and soon they we're both stood behind the girl smiling.
"Ahem." Fred said from behind George and startled the girl. She turned to look at them and quickly moved her eyes up and down there scruffy out of date Muggle clothes before turning back to the drinks machine. Fred gave up instantly but George continued and before he realised what he was doing he had poked the girl in the back.
"Yeah," The girl asked as she turned to face George. Fred turned to watch and suddenly all the Weaslys became curious at what might happen.
"I.." George began, but he could get the words out, "I.." Sweat began to slide down as brow. He had never been struck for words in his entire life.
"You what ?" The girl asked him as she collected her Pepsi and leaned on the machine, "Well, spit it out." George froze. What could he possible say.
"He was wondering if you had change for a five," Fred said suddenly, then paused. Change for a five. What did that mean. It was the only thing he had remembered from Muggle studies.
"Sorry, I don't." The Girl said as she turned on her heel and spat he chewing gum at the bin and walked off. Fred smiled as George turned back round to face him.
"Your welcome." Fred told George but suddenly the look on George's face changed.
"You just couldn't let me have her could you." George said loudly, his voice raising."
"What ?" Fred muttered, genuinely dumbstruck. "I was just."
"Just what exactly." George said, now loud enough for the whole platform to here him.
"Just helping you out." Fred replied now raising his voice. "You froze, so I helped you."
"If I need your help Fred." George said now almost shouting, Mrs Weasly stood up to interrupt but Mr Weasly pulled her back down, "I will ask for it."
"THE TRAIN NOW APROACHING PLATFORM 3 IS THE 19:37 SOUTH WEST TRAIN SERVICE TO EXETER ST DAVID !" The loud speaker interrupted as the two stared bullets at each other. And then they stopped and walked slowly to the train both as grumpy looking as the other.
"Oh dear Ron," muttered, "We have to share a train with those two."