Summary: Harry changes his life when he finds a purse. Or, do the Fates
change it for him?
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter in any way shape or form. The only thing I own is the plot. (*Am I allowed to say that?*)
A/N: Read on! Things will progress and become humorous soon. Have patience my dear readers.
Chapter 2: The Investigation
Harry awoke to see the purse sitting innocently on his bedside table. For some odd reason he smiled. The purse had helped him sleep at night. A nightmareless sleep at night.
He picked up the purse again and opened it. He saw a zipper compartment he'd missed the previous night, and opened that too.
1st item: More candy (*A half eaten bag of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans*)
2nd item: A list of bands. Muggle bands.
3rd item: A magazine cutout of B2K
Harry was surprised. He knew a witch owned the purse but it never occurred to him she could be a muggle born. He didn't dwell on it long however, because Ron began to stir. Harry hastily stuffed the purse under his pillow.
"Morning mate," Ron said groggily.
"Morning." Harry said yawning. Harry in truth had been eager to get the day started. He had his second wind, and felt more energized than ever.
When Harry and Ron went downstairs it was to find Hermione staring unblinkingly at the couch in front of the fire.
"Alright Hermione?" Harry asked.
"Oh yes, fine." She answered.
"Well, shall we go down for breakfast then?" Ron beamed.
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Harry just laid in the shade of the trees, whilst Ron and Hermione snuggled beside him.
Harry wondered whether or not the purse girl snuggled. She probably smells great, he thought smiling to himself. She's probably a great kisser as well. Harry smiled even wider at the thought of this.
"Harry," Ron started. "What's up?"
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Well you've been grinning like an idiot for almost five minutes." Hermione giggled.
"Oh that! Nothing just thinking about life. How wonderful it is."
"Wonderful?" Ron gaped. "Harry, I'm sure Madam Pompfrey still has beds available for you mate."
"Bugger off Ron!" Harry laughed throwing some leaves in their direction. They reciprocated and a fight broke out. Soon, they headed back to their dorm.
As Harry sat on his bed, he eyed the purse warily. For some reason, he was too nervous to touch it. Plucking up his courage and curiosity, he opened the zipper compartment inside. His eyes fell upon the band list. Incubus, Erykah Badu, Outkast, Taking Back Sunday, and B2K. (*Harry was NOT a fan.*) He pulled out her picture of them and chuckled. Lil' Fizz's head had a heart made out of hearts surrounding it. At first Harry thought it was humorous, but soon he was tempted to rip the photo in half.
Lil' Fizz had long hair slicked back into a ponytail. Lil' Fizz's photo was still and smirking at him. Harry detested him. The others were okay, but he, no. It struck Harry like a bolt of lightning how close the resemblance was of him to Draco Malfoy.
Crumbling the picture, he chucked it into the bin and decided that he would post a sign in the common room for the missing purse tomorrow.
A/N: RRR!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter in any way shape or form. The only thing I own is the plot. (*Am I allowed to say that?*)
A/N: Read on! Things will progress and become humorous soon. Have patience my dear readers.
Chapter 2: The Investigation
Harry awoke to see the purse sitting innocently on his bedside table. For some odd reason he smiled. The purse had helped him sleep at night. A nightmareless sleep at night.
He picked up the purse again and opened it. He saw a zipper compartment he'd missed the previous night, and opened that too.
1st item: More candy (*A half eaten bag of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans*)
2nd item: A list of bands. Muggle bands.
3rd item: A magazine cutout of B2K
Harry was surprised. He knew a witch owned the purse but it never occurred to him she could be a muggle born. He didn't dwell on it long however, because Ron began to stir. Harry hastily stuffed the purse under his pillow.
"Morning mate," Ron said groggily.
"Morning." Harry said yawning. Harry in truth had been eager to get the day started. He had his second wind, and felt more energized than ever.
When Harry and Ron went downstairs it was to find Hermione staring unblinkingly at the couch in front of the fire.
"Alright Hermione?" Harry asked.
"Oh yes, fine." She answered.
"Well, shall we go down for breakfast then?" Ron beamed.
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Harry just laid in the shade of the trees, whilst Ron and Hermione snuggled beside him.
Harry wondered whether or not the purse girl snuggled. She probably smells great, he thought smiling to himself. She's probably a great kisser as well. Harry smiled even wider at the thought of this.
"Harry," Ron started. "What's up?"
"What do you mean?" Harry asked.
"Well you've been grinning like an idiot for almost five minutes." Hermione giggled.
"Oh that! Nothing just thinking about life. How wonderful it is."
"Wonderful?" Ron gaped. "Harry, I'm sure Madam Pompfrey still has beds available for you mate."
"Bugger off Ron!" Harry laughed throwing some leaves in their direction. They reciprocated and a fight broke out. Soon, they headed back to their dorm.
As Harry sat on his bed, he eyed the purse warily. For some reason, he was too nervous to touch it. Plucking up his courage and curiosity, he opened the zipper compartment inside. His eyes fell upon the band list. Incubus, Erykah Badu, Outkast, Taking Back Sunday, and B2K. (*Harry was NOT a fan.*) He pulled out her picture of them and chuckled. Lil' Fizz's head had a heart made out of hearts surrounding it. At first Harry thought it was humorous, but soon he was tempted to rip the photo in half.
Lil' Fizz had long hair slicked back into a ponytail. Lil' Fizz's photo was still and smirking at him. Harry detested him. The others were okay, but he, no. It struck Harry like a bolt of lightning how close the resemblance was of him to Draco Malfoy.
Crumbling the picture, he chucked it into the bin and decided that he would post a sign in the common room for the missing purse tomorrow.
A/N: RRR!!!!!!!!!