(A/N- The last chapter was so short, I know! To make up for it, this one's
exciting and longer!)
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Chapter 4- Hogsmeade
Alyson and Chris clicked instantly. It was kind of amazing, actually. It was like the two had known each other their entire lives. At any rate, it seemed like more then a month.
It was October the 23rd. Fourth year had been going along quite smoothly for Alyson, although Claire couldn't have boasted the same. She had become quite a rebel, and had just received her third detention just this morning.
Alyson pulled her cloak tighter around her. The cold October air cut her are skin like a knife, and seemed to whisper through her. Claire was chattering nonstop about her new boyfriend, a Ravenclaw named Carey Watson.
"Carey is so sweet Aly, you really must get to know him. I don't know what to say when Mum asks him how I met him, however. What I am supposed to say, 'Oh, Mummy, it was the sweetest thing! We both had detention and happened to be scrubbing the hospital bedpans in the same room?' "
Alyson laughed. "When's your detention?"
"Today."
"Oh Claire! We have a Hogsmeade visit today! You're going to have to miss it."
Claire frowned. "Oh, bloody hell. Uncle Fred said he has a surprise for me too." Her face unclouded a bit. "At least Aidan has detention too. What time is it?"
"Five o'clock."
"I better hurry, I'm going to be late. Bye Al."
Claire hurried off. Alyson stood there in the middle of the hallway. Now what was she going to do?
"Al!" Alyson recognized Chris' voice. She immediately cheered up. She had almost forgotten about Chris. She turned around.
"You don't have detention, do you?"
Chris furrowed his brow. "No. Why?"
Alyson smiled. "Claire and Aidan do. It's just you and me for Hogsmeade. You ready to leave?"
*
Ten minutes later the friends were walking through Hogsmeade. Alyson felt light on her toes. Something about the crisp fall air made her feel the night was full of magic. And maybe it was.
"Where do you want to go first, Chris?" asked Alyson.
"Weasley's!" said Chris automatically. "That store is so wicked! I used to have to mail-order everything, bloody hassle I tell you. Is that all right with you?"
Alyson laughed. "Of course. It's always nice to visit my uncles."
"That's right!" Chris said slowly. "Since you and Claire are cousins, that makes you related to them. And they are Weasley's, and Claire's a Weasley-"
"Complicated isn't it?" Alyson said. "And the funny thing is, I've got absolutely no Potter relatives at all."
Chris looked puzzled, but Alyson didn't get a chance to say anything, for at that moment they stepped into Fred and George's shop. The place was brightly light, with goodies as far as the eyes could see. Chris jumped as a charmed spider Alyson had learned to avoid jumped on his back.
"Wow," he said, examining the now motionless spider. "This looks almost real!"
"You like it?" Alyson turned to see her Uncle Fred behind her.
"Uncle Fred!" she squealed, and threw her arms around him. Fred laughed.
"Hey Al. How's life?"
"Fine. Oh, Uncle Fred, this is my friend Chris Ryan."
"How'd," Fred tipped an imaginary hat.
"It's nice to meet you sir!" Chris said. "This is one wicked spider you've got here!"
"Yes," said Fred. "I made it especially for my bother Ron. He absolutely loves going over there and having it jump on him."
Alyson giggled. "My uncle's deathly afraid of spiders," she told Chris. "He squeals like a girl if it jumps on him."
Fred smiled. "Oi, Aly, where's the little Caro ran off too? I have something for her." He fumbled around in his jacket pocket and pulled out a brown paper bag.
"She has detention," Alyson said, taking the bag. "I'll give it to her."
"What do you suppose it is?" Chris asked, as Fred went to help a customer.
"I've learned not to look. Knowing Claire and Uncle Fred, it could be anything."
One hour and about twenty joke shop purchases later, the children headed back to school. Alyson was swinging her bags and talking nonchalantly to Chris when she saw her locket hit the ground.
"Oh no!" she said. The locket was lying twisted on the ground. "It's broken I'm sure of it!" she said, trying not to cry.
Chris leaned down and picked it up. "It's not broken. It's just come open." He handed it to her.
Alyson was startled. "Open? But it's never come open before." She turned it over. She was startled to find a small picture inside of it. She squinted at the blurred people.
It was her mother, wearing robes Alyson recognized as Hogwarts graduation robes. She was standing in between Alyson's grandparents, and they were all waving happily. Alyson smiled. "I didn't know there was a picture in here."
"Who is it of?" Chris asked.
"My mother and my grandparents." Alyson said. "Want to see?"
She handed him the locket. Chris turned it over and squinted at the photo. He turned white.
"Chris! Chris what is it!" Aly asked.
"Th-that's," Chris stuttered. "That's my mom."
*
(A/N- Ooo! A cliffy! Muhahaha! Don't worry; you'll get answers soon!)
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Chapter 4- Hogsmeade
Alyson and Chris clicked instantly. It was kind of amazing, actually. It was like the two had known each other their entire lives. At any rate, it seemed like more then a month.
It was October the 23rd. Fourth year had been going along quite smoothly for Alyson, although Claire couldn't have boasted the same. She had become quite a rebel, and had just received her third detention just this morning.
Alyson pulled her cloak tighter around her. The cold October air cut her are skin like a knife, and seemed to whisper through her. Claire was chattering nonstop about her new boyfriend, a Ravenclaw named Carey Watson.
"Carey is so sweet Aly, you really must get to know him. I don't know what to say when Mum asks him how I met him, however. What I am supposed to say, 'Oh, Mummy, it was the sweetest thing! We both had detention and happened to be scrubbing the hospital bedpans in the same room?' "
Alyson laughed. "When's your detention?"
"Today."
"Oh Claire! We have a Hogsmeade visit today! You're going to have to miss it."
Claire frowned. "Oh, bloody hell. Uncle Fred said he has a surprise for me too." Her face unclouded a bit. "At least Aidan has detention too. What time is it?"
"Five o'clock."
"I better hurry, I'm going to be late. Bye Al."
Claire hurried off. Alyson stood there in the middle of the hallway. Now what was she going to do?
"Al!" Alyson recognized Chris' voice. She immediately cheered up. She had almost forgotten about Chris. She turned around.
"You don't have detention, do you?"
Chris furrowed his brow. "No. Why?"
Alyson smiled. "Claire and Aidan do. It's just you and me for Hogsmeade. You ready to leave?"
*
Ten minutes later the friends were walking through Hogsmeade. Alyson felt light on her toes. Something about the crisp fall air made her feel the night was full of magic. And maybe it was.
"Where do you want to go first, Chris?" asked Alyson.
"Weasley's!" said Chris automatically. "That store is so wicked! I used to have to mail-order everything, bloody hassle I tell you. Is that all right with you?"
Alyson laughed. "Of course. It's always nice to visit my uncles."
"That's right!" Chris said slowly. "Since you and Claire are cousins, that makes you related to them. And they are Weasley's, and Claire's a Weasley-"
"Complicated isn't it?" Alyson said. "And the funny thing is, I've got absolutely no Potter relatives at all."
Chris looked puzzled, but Alyson didn't get a chance to say anything, for at that moment they stepped into Fred and George's shop. The place was brightly light, with goodies as far as the eyes could see. Chris jumped as a charmed spider Alyson had learned to avoid jumped on his back.
"Wow," he said, examining the now motionless spider. "This looks almost real!"
"You like it?" Alyson turned to see her Uncle Fred behind her.
"Uncle Fred!" she squealed, and threw her arms around him. Fred laughed.
"Hey Al. How's life?"
"Fine. Oh, Uncle Fred, this is my friend Chris Ryan."
"How'd," Fred tipped an imaginary hat.
"It's nice to meet you sir!" Chris said. "This is one wicked spider you've got here!"
"Yes," said Fred. "I made it especially for my bother Ron. He absolutely loves going over there and having it jump on him."
Alyson giggled. "My uncle's deathly afraid of spiders," she told Chris. "He squeals like a girl if it jumps on him."
Fred smiled. "Oi, Aly, where's the little Caro ran off too? I have something for her." He fumbled around in his jacket pocket and pulled out a brown paper bag.
"She has detention," Alyson said, taking the bag. "I'll give it to her."
"What do you suppose it is?" Chris asked, as Fred went to help a customer.
"I've learned not to look. Knowing Claire and Uncle Fred, it could be anything."
One hour and about twenty joke shop purchases later, the children headed back to school. Alyson was swinging her bags and talking nonchalantly to Chris when she saw her locket hit the ground.
"Oh no!" she said. The locket was lying twisted on the ground. "It's broken I'm sure of it!" she said, trying not to cry.
Chris leaned down and picked it up. "It's not broken. It's just come open." He handed it to her.
Alyson was startled. "Open? But it's never come open before." She turned it over. She was startled to find a small picture inside of it. She squinted at the blurred people.
It was her mother, wearing robes Alyson recognized as Hogwarts graduation robes. She was standing in between Alyson's grandparents, and they were all waving happily. Alyson smiled. "I didn't know there was a picture in here."
"Who is it of?" Chris asked.
"My mother and my grandparents." Alyson said. "Want to see?"
She handed him the locket. Chris turned it over and squinted at the photo. He turned white.
"Chris! Chris what is it!" Aly asked.
"Th-that's," Chris stuttered. "That's my mom."
*
(A/N- Ooo! A cliffy! Muhahaha! Don't worry; you'll get answers soon!)