Chapter 3
Rings and Robes
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
It had been a great summer for Harry and Ginny. Everyday they grew closer, and everday their love created a bond like no other. Harry could talk to Ginny easier than anyone else. She understood him on a level that no one else on this earth could, and he loved that about her. He made sure to tell her every waking moment, too.
Today everyone was going to Diagon Alley to get their school supplies. All Harry needed in books were Charms, Grade 7 and Advanced Transfiguration, Grade 7. He also wanted to get new robes. He had grown a considerable amount over the summer. He also wanted to get Ginny something. No one besides Harry and Ginny knew when their aniversary was, and it was coming up...very soon. October 31st, Halloween. He wanted this to be a special gift. It took a lot of coordinating with Dumbledore, and he wanted to get her something that spoke his infinitive love for her. Hermione promised to help Harry with the physical gift, though.
Harry and Hermione made a diversion to get Ginny off their backs for a few hours. They had told Mrs. Weasley about the plan and she aggreed to help them out. She pulled an act with Ginny in which she got her away from them long enough to go where they needed to go.
"Thank you so much, Hermione. I don't know what I would have done if you didn't come with me."
"Harry, don't mention it."
They walked into this small wizarding jewelry shop on the outskirts of Diagon Alley. Harry walked up to the counter and addressed a nice blonde woman with purple robes.
"Excuse me, miss." The young woman turned around and smiled at him.
"Yes? How may I...oh my! You're Harry Potter! I'm Willow Steinburgh. I'm please to serve you." She looked at Herminone, "You're quite a lucky young lady to be with such a fine young man."
"Oh, but we're...not...we don't...we aren't..." Hermione was blushing furiously.
"Oh?" Willow watched Harry closely.
Harry was, too, blushing terrible. "What Hermione is trying to say is that we're not a couple, she is a very good friend of mine, she is going to help me find my girlfriend a nice present." Harry finally took a breath.
"oh, I'm terribly sorry," she smiled at Hermione, "What are you looking for, dears?"
"Well, I wanted to get her several things. First, a star neclace, with matching earings and a bracelet..."
"Oh, I have just the thing, hold on a second please." She ran into the back of the store, and came out again not much later with a beautiful set of jewelry. There were little shooting stars on a linked chain, they shimmered in the light like nothing Harry had every seen before. The bracelet was beautiful. The neclace was also on a linked chain, and there was a single, matching shooting star. The earings also had a dangling shooting star.
"Sold," Harry said. "I would also like a silver ring with a star and moon design, and on the inside "HP loves GW."
"Oh Harry," Hermione gasped, "Ginny would love this ring! It's absolutely her!"
"Well, it is beautiful, just like her. Okay, sold."
"Okay, Mr. Potter, that will be 80 Galleons." She was smiling at him, which made him feel curiously comfortable.
"Thank you very much, I'm sure my girlfriend will love them." Harry new she would, she loved moon and stars, and shooting stars were her favorite out of the lot.
"I'm very sure she will, too, Mr. Potter." Willow was quite a pleasant young woman.
As they exited the small shop, Hermione couldn't help but giggle.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
"Oh Harry, you really do love Ginny!"
"Of course I do, 'Mione! I love Gin very much, why suck a sudden care?"
"Oh, Harry, didn't you see it? Willow was practically swooning over you, and you didn't bat an eye!" Hermione was clearly going mad.
"Right, 'Mione."
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Harry and Hermione then made their way to Madam Malkins, and no sooner than they entered, the squat woman walked over to Harry and smiled at him.
"Hello, Harry dear."
"Hello, Madam Malkin."
"You're lucky, Harry, all the first years have already been through, along with the extra orders. It's becoming quite slow again, with school right around the bend, thank goodness!" She looked Harry up and down, which gave him the feeling that he was being stripped apart, peice by peice. "Boy, you must have grown 4 inches since last year alone! What can I do for you today?"
"Well, I was wondering if you could fit me for a new cloak and robes. I also wanted a set of new dress robes, for a special occasion."
"Oh, yes, well, here you go, a new hogwarts cloak, and robes..." she took the measurment tape and measured Harry, "5'11"...broad chest...you are getting quite large in the chest, my dear, Quidditch I suppose?"
"Yes, and yard work, muggle style." Harry had just rememberd..."Madam, I also need Quidditch robes..."
"No problem, my dear." She handed him a bag. "Now, dress robes."
"Okay, Madam, what do you have for me this year? You never do me wrong."
"Hmm, black hair, green eyes, wide shoulders, tall, well built...what color of hair does the lady you are escorting have?"
"Beautiful, radiant red, of all different shades."
"Mhm. No green again, blue...no...doesn't match his eyes...Dark crimson red...perfect. With a golden lining. Perfect. Here you go, Harry dear." She was very happy with her choice. "Anything else?"
"Yes, my girlfriend, Ginny Weasley, has she been in her lately?"
"Yes, today in fact. Beautiful young lady she is. She was eyeing up these silver dress robes...They looked smashing on her, her mother made her try them on."
"Could you wrap them up for me in a nice silver box, please?"
"Why certainly, dear. She walked back to the counter with these stunning silver robes in her hands, and they looked like liquid silver cascading to the floor. They had enchanted shooting stars in them. The robes were supposed to be form fitting, with a low v in the back, and a high front. Hermione gasped at once, and looked at Harry.
"Oh Harry, she is going to die of shock."
"That wouldn't be good." He smiled at Hermione like he had just won all the gold in Gringotts. He knew Ginny would be happy, and that's all that mattered in the world right now.
To Be Continued
Rings and Robes
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
It had been a great summer for Harry and Ginny. Everyday they grew closer, and everday their love created a bond like no other. Harry could talk to Ginny easier than anyone else. She understood him on a level that no one else on this earth could, and he loved that about her. He made sure to tell her every waking moment, too.
Today everyone was going to Diagon Alley to get their school supplies. All Harry needed in books were Charms, Grade 7 and Advanced Transfiguration, Grade 7. He also wanted to get new robes. He had grown a considerable amount over the summer. He also wanted to get Ginny something. No one besides Harry and Ginny knew when their aniversary was, and it was coming up...very soon. October 31st, Halloween. He wanted this to be a special gift. It took a lot of coordinating with Dumbledore, and he wanted to get her something that spoke his infinitive love for her. Hermione promised to help Harry with the physical gift, though.
Harry and Hermione made a diversion to get Ginny off their backs for a few hours. They had told Mrs. Weasley about the plan and she aggreed to help them out. She pulled an act with Ginny in which she got her away from them long enough to go where they needed to go.
"Thank you so much, Hermione. I don't know what I would have done if you didn't come with me."
"Harry, don't mention it."
They walked into this small wizarding jewelry shop on the outskirts of Diagon Alley. Harry walked up to the counter and addressed a nice blonde woman with purple robes.
"Excuse me, miss." The young woman turned around and smiled at him.
"Yes? How may I...oh my! You're Harry Potter! I'm Willow Steinburgh. I'm please to serve you." She looked at Herminone, "You're quite a lucky young lady to be with such a fine young man."
"Oh, but we're...not...we don't...we aren't..." Hermione was blushing furiously.
"Oh?" Willow watched Harry closely.
Harry was, too, blushing terrible. "What Hermione is trying to say is that we're not a couple, she is a very good friend of mine, she is going to help me find my girlfriend a nice present." Harry finally took a breath.
"oh, I'm terribly sorry," she smiled at Hermione, "What are you looking for, dears?"
"Well, I wanted to get her several things. First, a star neclace, with matching earings and a bracelet..."
"Oh, I have just the thing, hold on a second please." She ran into the back of the store, and came out again not much later with a beautiful set of jewelry. There were little shooting stars on a linked chain, they shimmered in the light like nothing Harry had every seen before. The bracelet was beautiful. The neclace was also on a linked chain, and there was a single, matching shooting star. The earings also had a dangling shooting star.
"Sold," Harry said. "I would also like a silver ring with a star and moon design, and on the inside "HP loves GW."
"Oh Harry," Hermione gasped, "Ginny would love this ring! It's absolutely her!"
"Well, it is beautiful, just like her. Okay, sold."
"Okay, Mr. Potter, that will be 80 Galleons." She was smiling at him, which made him feel curiously comfortable.
"Thank you very much, I'm sure my girlfriend will love them." Harry new she would, she loved moon and stars, and shooting stars were her favorite out of the lot.
"I'm very sure she will, too, Mr. Potter." Willow was quite a pleasant young woman.
As they exited the small shop, Hermione couldn't help but giggle.
"What? Do I have something on my face?"
"Oh Harry, you really do love Ginny!"
"Of course I do, 'Mione! I love Gin very much, why suck a sudden care?"
"Oh, Harry, didn't you see it? Willow was practically swooning over you, and you didn't bat an eye!" Hermione was clearly going mad.
"Right, 'Mione."
Harry and Hermione then made their way to Madam Malkins, and no sooner than they entered, the squat woman walked over to Harry and smiled at him.
"Hello, Harry dear."
"Hello, Madam Malkin."
"You're lucky, Harry, all the first years have already been through, along with the extra orders. It's becoming quite slow again, with school right around the bend, thank goodness!" She looked Harry up and down, which gave him the feeling that he was being stripped apart, peice by peice. "Boy, you must have grown 4 inches since last year alone! What can I do for you today?"
"Well, I was wondering if you could fit me for a new cloak and robes. I also wanted a set of new dress robes, for a special occasion."
"Oh, yes, well, here you go, a new hogwarts cloak, and robes..." she took the measurment tape and measured Harry, "5'11"...broad chest...you are getting quite large in the chest, my dear, Quidditch I suppose?"
"Yes, and yard work, muggle style." Harry had just rememberd..."Madam, I also need Quidditch robes..."
"No problem, my dear." She handed him a bag. "Now, dress robes."
"Okay, Madam, what do you have for me this year? You never do me wrong."
"Hmm, black hair, green eyes, wide shoulders, tall, well built...what color of hair does the lady you are escorting have?"
"Beautiful, radiant red, of all different shades."
"Mhm. No green again, blue...no...doesn't match his eyes...Dark crimson red...perfect. With a golden lining. Perfect. Here you go, Harry dear." She was very happy with her choice. "Anything else?"
"Yes, my girlfriend, Ginny Weasley, has she been in her lately?"
"Yes, today in fact. Beautiful young lady she is. She was eyeing up these silver dress robes...They looked smashing on her, her mother made her try them on."
"Could you wrap them up for me in a nice silver box, please?"
"Why certainly, dear. She walked back to the counter with these stunning silver robes in her hands, and they looked like liquid silver cascading to the floor. They had enchanted shooting stars in them. The robes were supposed to be form fitting, with a low v in the back, and a high front. Hermione gasped at once, and looked at Harry.
"Oh Harry, she is going to die of shock."
"That wouldn't be good." He smiled at Hermione like he had just won all the gold in Gringotts. He knew Ginny would be happy, and that's all that mattered in the world right now.
To Be Continued