PLEASE RE-READ CHAPTER 1, AS THERE HAVE BEEN SOME IMPORTANT CHANGES. YOU
MAY NOT NOTICE THEM BUT THEY ARE THERE.
A/N I FINALY know what is going to happen next. I think. Okay maybe not. Anyway, this is chap 2 and you can all thank Enchanting Charmed because she (?) asked me to update and for some reason I couldn't say no.
All flames will be used to burn the reviewer who sent them, 'cause I think it's about time witches got some revenge.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, but sometimes Draco owns me.
Chapter II: Alice's Restaurant
The next few days flew by and, before Harry knew it, it was August 31. Mrs. Weasley woke them up not long after dawn so that they could go to Diagon Alley to get their books and supplies.
"Come along now get in line and take some floo children," said Mrs. Weasley.
"WE ARN"T CHILDREN!" Ron and Harry yelled in unison.
"Of course not dears," was Mrs. Weasley's automatic reply.
~*~
Around lunchtime Harry and Ron decided to check out a new eatery next door to Madam Malkins called The Dixie Chicken. It seamed to not be attracting very many people for some reason so they expected to have a fairly quiet lunch.
From the outside the Dixie Chicken didn't seam to be anything more than a run-down building. And the inside didn't help that image any. Upon walking in Harry found himself in a darkish hallway like room about 6 feet wide. After a brief look around, only to find he couldn't see anything else as it was all blocked by a sudden corner, he moved to the counter on his left and, after a quick glance at the menu ordered a hamburger, onion rings, and a Dr. Pepper. Ron, after calculating the cost, ordered the same. Harry paid for both and they moved to a nearby boot to wait for their order.
"What did you do that for?"
"My treat. For letting me stay in your room this summer."
"You know we'd of had you living there if Dumbledore would have allowed it."
"Yeah, but still, you didn't have to."
"Who would let their best friend stay with those people?"
"Oh, I can think of somebody." Harry said under his breath.
"NUMBER 37 ORDER"S UP," yelled the man behind the counted.
"That is us. I'll get it," said Ron, as he got up to retrieve the food."
"Well, well, well, if it isn't little Potty all alone," said a voice from behind Harry.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry said without turning.
"Manners Potty. What would your mother say if she heard you talking like that?"
"Don't talk about my mother Malfoy," Harry said through clenched teeth. Turning he spoke again. "I don't have time for you rite now so do me a favor and sod off."
"And why would I do you a favor?"
"Out of the goodness of your heart?" Harry said half-heartedly.
"I do have a heart of gold. Cold. Hard. And pure. Evil but still pure."
"Gold is an extremely soft metal."
"Sod off Potty. Nobody asked you."
"What do you want?"
"You to kill yourself."
"Good 'cause that isn't happening. Now go away."
"We'll finish this tomorrow. When Dumbledore announces the new arrangements."
"Arrangements? What arrangements?" yelled Harry at Draco's retreating back, but it was too late. Draco was already out the door.
"Sorry bout that mate. They got my order wrong. Seams they made a fish eye sandwich instead." After noticing Harry's blank look Ron asked, "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"
"Wha- oh no. It was just a little run in with a dragon. Nothing unusual. Nothing unusual at all."
"Uh-huh. whatever you say."
~*~
"Ughn. why do we have to get up so early?" Mumbled Ron as he dragged himself out of bed the next morning.
"Because your mother wants to be the next Dark Lord, and she is practicing on us."
A/N Forgive me if something is said that sounds Texan. I'm trying to remove anything I catch but some stuff will probably still make it through. Also, I AM SOOO SORRY I just couldn't think of what to write next so I thought I would post this and try to work out the next section before you all killed me. I have to get to work now though so I will shut up. REVIEW! (If you want)
A/N I FINALY know what is going to happen next. I think. Okay maybe not. Anyway, this is chap 2 and you can all thank Enchanting Charmed because she (?) asked me to update and for some reason I couldn't say no.
All flames will be used to burn the reviewer who sent them, 'cause I think it's about time witches got some revenge.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, but sometimes Draco owns me.
Chapter II: Alice's Restaurant
The next few days flew by and, before Harry knew it, it was August 31. Mrs. Weasley woke them up not long after dawn so that they could go to Diagon Alley to get their books and supplies.
"Come along now get in line and take some floo children," said Mrs. Weasley.
"WE ARN"T CHILDREN!" Ron and Harry yelled in unison.
"Of course not dears," was Mrs. Weasley's automatic reply.
~*~
Around lunchtime Harry and Ron decided to check out a new eatery next door to Madam Malkins called The Dixie Chicken. It seamed to not be attracting very many people for some reason so they expected to have a fairly quiet lunch.
From the outside the Dixie Chicken didn't seam to be anything more than a run-down building. And the inside didn't help that image any. Upon walking in Harry found himself in a darkish hallway like room about 6 feet wide. After a brief look around, only to find he couldn't see anything else as it was all blocked by a sudden corner, he moved to the counter on his left and, after a quick glance at the menu ordered a hamburger, onion rings, and a Dr. Pepper. Ron, after calculating the cost, ordered the same. Harry paid for both and they moved to a nearby boot to wait for their order.
"What did you do that for?"
"My treat. For letting me stay in your room this summer."
"You know we'd of had you living there if Dumbledore would have allowed it."
"Yeah, but still, you didn't have to."
"Who would let their best friend stay with those people?"
"Oh, I can think of somebody." Harry said under his breath.
"NUMBER 37 ORDER"S UP," yelled the man behind the counted.
"That is us. I'll get it," said Ron, as he got up to retrieve the food."
"Well, well, well, if it isn't little Potty all alone," said a voice from behind Harry.
"What do you want Malfoy?" Harry said without turning.
"Manners Potty. What would your mother say if she heard you talking like that?"
"Don't talk about my mother Malfoy," Harry said through clenched teeth. Turning he spoke again. "I don't have time for you rite now so do me a favor and sod off."
"And why would I do you a favor?"
"Out of the goodness of your heart?" Harry said half-heartedly.
"I do have a heart of gold. Cold. Hard. And pure. Evil but still pure."
"Gold is an extremely soft metal."
"Sod off Potty. Nobody asked you."
"What do you want?"
"You to kill yourself."
"Good 'cause that isn't happening. Now go away."
"We'll finish this tomorrow. When Dumbledore announces the new arrangements."
"Arrangements? What arrangements?" yelled Harry at Draco's retreating back, but it was too late. Draco was already out the door.
"Sorry bout that mate. They got my order wrong. Seams they made a fish eye sandwich instead." After noticing Harry's blank look Ron asked, "What's wrong? Cat got your tongue?"
"Wha- oh no. It was just a little run in with a dragon. Nothing unusual. Nothing unusual at all."
"Uh-huh. whatever you say."
~*~
"Ughn. why do we have to get up so early?" Mumbled Ron as he dragged himself out of bed the next morning.
"Because your mother wants to be the next Dark Lord, and she is practicing on us."
A/N Forgive me if something is said that sounds Texan. I'm trying to remove anything I catch but some stuff will probably still make it through. Also, I AM SOOO SORRY I just couldn't think of what to write next so I thought I would post this and try to work out the next section before you all killed me. I have to get to work now though so I will shut up. REVIEW! (If you want)