Authors' Note: Thank you reviewers!
Story time...
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Hermione Granger sat on her living room couch looking at her boyfriend, Ron Weasley. He was examining what he called a "fellytone" which Muggles normally call "telephone." He had decided to come over in the morning without Ginny so that Hermione and him could be at her house alone all day. But he had been examining all Muggle electric things.
"Hermione, what does thing do?" Ron asked looking at the TV remote.
Hermione, who was trying to be patient to him all day, had just a little bit of patience left. So calmly, she said, "That's a remote for the TV, Ron. It makes it so that you don't have to get up and go to the TV every time you want to change the channel or something."
"Wow, that is so cool! Muggles are bloody brilliant! Wow, look, it has backalies in it!" Ron exclaimed pointing to the battery spot in the back.
"Ron, it's batteries. Not backalies."
"Batteries, okay I've got to remember that."
"Hermione, could we call someone using the fellytone?"
"Ron, it's telephone. And who do you know that would have one?"
"Good point."
"Show me how it works."
"Okay, pick up the receiver. No, no, not that. Yeah, that one. And then you press the numbers and the other side starts ringing. Then someone picks up the phone and you talk to them."
"Wow, that's bloody brilliant. I think I should ask Mum or Dad to get a fellytone for Christmas. Oops, I mean, Telephone. Did I get that right?"
"Yeah, just right."
Afterwards, he started playing with things in the kitchen until Hermione's patience ran out.
"Ron! Are you going to play with all of them until you go home?" Hermione asked.
"No, I'm sorry, Hermione." Ron said, coming towards her and sitting right next to her. "It really fascinates me."
"Yeah, I can see that." Hermione said rolling her eyes. Suddenly she got an idea. "Ron! Do you want to go to Harry's house? His house is after all, just 2 blocks down from here. And if I'm not mistaken, I think Sirius and his gang are over there today."
Ron seemed to consider this for a moment and said, "Okay, sure. Are we going to walk over there?"
"Yeah, it will be better. It's only two blocks down." Hermione said grabbing a piece of paper. "I'm just going to leave a note for Mum and Dad saying that we're going over there. We're supposed to go tomorrow but I don't think the Potter's will mind. Let's grab our trunks."
Hermione scribbled a note and left it on the refrigerator. Then, they took their trunks and started walking towards the Potter's house. They walked in silence for about two minutes until Ron broke the awkward pause.
"So do you think that you'll try out for Quidditch?" asked Ron.
Hermione looked at him and said, "Quidditch? Me? Very funny, Ron."
"No, I'm serious."
"Well, I won't. I just prefer to watch you and Harry play. And Ginny, assuming that she'll try out this year, of course."
By this time, they reached halfway.
"Why? You don't think she will?"
"I don't know - she might. Because she told me last year that she was okay with trying out for Quidditch, but she wasn't really interested in it."
"What are you talking about? She's a Weasley. And Weasley's always will be into Quidditch no matter what."
"Oh, Ron, don't talk rubbish. What about Percy? He thinks the best sport in the world is Football or Soccer, as they call it in America. You know, I never got that. In American Football, you rarely kick at all. But in Soccer, you do."
Ron looked at Hermione with simple confusion. They stopped talking again until they reached Harry's house.
Hermione knocked on the door and Jenny opened the door.
"Hermione! Ron!" Jenny yelled as she hugged them both. "Come in."
"Hey Jenny!" said Hermione. "I haven't seen you since what? Last Saturday when we went shopping?"
"Yeah. Sirius is here and so are Mark and Amanda." Jenny said. Then she lowered her voice so that only Hermione could hear her. "So is Ginny, but she's upstairs in Harry's room."
"So, should we put away your stuff?" asked Jenny.
But, Ron answered this time. "Yeah, let's go." He did not have seemed to hear what Jenny said about Ginny. They went upstairs and at the second floor, there was Sirius, Mr. and Mrs. Potter. Hermione and Ron exchanged quick "hellos" to them and also said "hello" to Mark and Amanda, who were nearby playing with rubber Quidditch balls.
Then they went up to the fourth floor where the guest bedroom were and found out that one bedroom was already taken by Ginny's belongings. Jenny whispered again, so that only Hermione could hear, "Ginny was so excited in seeing Harry that she left her trunk downstairs. Then Mum made Sirius bring it up here."
Then they went to the other room and Hermione claimed it. Then they went to the final room and of course, Ron had no other choice.
Ron asked after putting his stuff away, "Where's Harry?"
"He's in his room snogging Ginny." Jenny said promptly.
"What?! Ginny's here?"
"Yeah, she came about half an hour ago. Which reminds me, I should go and disturb them now. Anyone want to come?" Jenny asked with an evil grin on her face.
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Sorry for ending this chapter too quickly. But I could really think of anything else. But I hope you like the next chapter! =D
Story time...
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Hermione Granger sat on her living room couch looking at her boyfriend, Ron Weasley. He was examining what he called a "fellytone" which Muggles normally call "telephone." He had decided to come over in the morning without Ginny so that Hermione and him could be at her house alone all day. But he had been examining all Muggle electric things.
"Hermione, what does thing do?" Ron asked looking at the TV remote.
Hermione, who was trying to be patient to him all day, had just a little bit of patience left. So calmly, she said, "That's a remote for the TV, Ron. It makes it so that you don't have to get up and go to the TV every time you want to change the channel or something."
"Wow, that is so cool! Muggles are bloody brilliant! Wow, look, it has backalies in it!" Ron exclaimed pointing to the battery spot in the back.
"Ron, it's batteries. Not backalies."
"Batteries, okay I've got to remember that."
"Hermione, could we call someone using the fellytone?"
"Ron, it's telephone. And who do you know that would have one?"
"Good point."
"Show me how it works."
"Okay, pick up the receiver. No, no, not that. Yeah, that one. And then you press the numbers and the other side starts ringing. Then someone picks up the phone and you talk to them."
"Wow, that's bloody brilliant. I think I should ask Mum or Dad to get a fellytone for Christmas. Oops, I mean, Telephone. Did I get that right?"
"Yeah, just right."
Afterwards, he started playing with things in the kitchen until Hermione's patience ran out.
"Ron! Are you going to play with all of them until you go home?" Hermione asked.
"No, I'm sorry, Hermione." Ron said, coming towards her and sitting right next to her. "It really fascinates me."
"Yeah, I can see that." Hermione said rolling her eyes. Suddenly she got an idea. "Ron! Do you want to go to Harry's house? His house is after all, just 2 blocks down from here. And if I'm not mistaken, I think Sirius and his gang are over there today."
Ron seemed to consider this for a moment and said, "Okay, sure. Are we going to walk over there?"
"Yeah, it will be better. It's only two blocks down." Hermione said grabbing a piece of paper. "I'm just going to leave a note for Mum and Dad saying that we're going over there. We're supposed to go tomorrow but I don't think the Potter's will mind. Let's grab our trunks."
Hermione scribbled a note and left it on the refrigerator. Then, they took their trunks and started walking towards the Potter's house. They walked in silence for about two minutes until Ron broke the awkward pause.
"So do you think that you'll try out for Quidditch?" asked Ron.
Hermione looked at him and said, "Quidditch? Me? Very funny, Ron."
"No, I'm serious."
"Well, I won't. I just prefer to watch you and Harry play. And Ginny, assuming that she'll try out this year, of course."
By this time, they reached halfway.
"Why? You don't think she will?"
"I don't know - she might. Because she told me last year that she was okay with trying out for Quidditch, but she wasn't really interested in it."
"What are you talking about? She's a Weasley. And Weasley's always will be into Quidditch no matter what."
"Oh, Ron, don't talk rubbish. What about Percy? He thinks the best sport in the world is Football or Soccer, as they call it in America. You know, I never got that. In American Football, you rarely kick at all. But in Soccer, you do."
Ron looked at Hermione with simple confusion. They stopped talking again until they reached Harry's house.
Hermione knocked on the door and Jenny opened the door.
"Hermione! Ron!" Jenny yelled as she hugged them both. "Come in."
"Hey Jenny!" said Hermione. "I haven't seen you since what? Last Saturday when we went shopping?"
"Yeah. Sirius is here and so are Mark and Amanda." Jenny said. Then she lowered her voice so that only Hermione could hear her. "So is Ginny, but she's upstairs in Harry's room."
"So, should we put away your stuff?" asked Jenny.
But, Ron answered this time. "Yeah, let's go." He did not have seemed to hear what Jenny said about Ginny. They went upstairs and at the second floor, there was Sirius, Mr. and Mrs. Potter. Hermione and Ron exchanged quick "hellos" to them and also said "hello" to Mark and Amanda, who were nearby playing with rubber Quidditch balls.
Then they went up to the fourth floor where the guest bedroom were and found out that one bedroom was already taken by Ginny's belongings. Jenny whispered again, so that only Hermione could hear, "Ginny was so excited in seeing Harry that she left her trunk downstairs. Then Mum made Sirius bring it up here."
Then they went to the other room and Hermione claimed it. Then they went to the final room and of course, Ron had no other choice.
Ron asked after putting his stuff away, "Where's Harry?"
"He's in his room snogging Ginny." Jenny said promptly.
"What?! Ginny's here?"
"Yeah, she came about half an hour ago. Which reminds me, I should go and disturb them now. Anyone want to come?" Jenny asked with an evil grin on her face.
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Sorry for ending this chapter too quickly. But I could really think of anything else. But I hope you like the next chapter! =D