Christmas was quickly approaching and everyone was in a mad dash
trying to find the perfect Christmas gifts for their friends and
family. Eliza was, of course, among these crazy shoppers currently
bustling around Hogsmeade on their final shopping trip before break.
"C'mon, Ron!" Eliza shouted behind her to a very tired looking Ron
Weasley. "We're going to miss the big sale at Flourish and Blotts
and I know exactly what I want to get for Hermione!"
Ron groaned and quickened his pace slightly, but not enough to keep
up with Ms. I'm-So-Stressed-Out-Because-Christmas-Is-Like-Next-Week.
Not to mention he had been chosen as the bell-hop for this
particular outting and was at the moment carrying all the packages
Eliza had bought that day.
Eliza quickly dashed between a couple that looked as though they
might be trying to suck each others faces off and paused just long
enough to turn and give a quick eyebrow raise and make kissy faces
in Ron's direction.
Ron caught the look and immediatly felt his face heating up. 'She
better not expect me to kiss like that.' He thought to himself,
while excusing himself and passing by the couple and entering the
shop.
Eliza immediately went for the section she wanted and reappeared
moments later carrying three different books. "Wizards and the
Witches Who Love Them", "How To Set Off His Broomstick", and Eliza's
personal favorite "Harry Potter: A Biography" by some woman named
Rita Skeeter, oh how that woman could make up the most outlandish
tales.
Ron spotted her heading for the desk to pay and steered his way
through the crowd to her side.
"Why the bloody are you buying Hermione books? You know she
basically owns the library."
"Oh believe me Ronald, they do NOT have these books in the library."
Eliza said with a smirk.
"Rubbish, Hogwarts has every book. They must have these. Let me have
a look."
Ron made a grab for the books but Eliza quickly put them out of his
reach.
"Uh Uh," Eliza chastised, "You're not allowed, for girls only."
Ron huffed but let the subject fall. Eliza shot him a brilliant
smile and he knew that it probably didn't matter anyway.
"Honestly," Eliza started, "I don't see why Hogwarts wouldn't have
these books. You'd think they were trying to shelter us or
something."
~*~
When they arrived back in the Gryffindor Common Room, Ron
immediately dropped all the packages he had been carrying around and
plopped down on the couch looking exhausted.
Eliza walked in the portrait after him and stifled a laugh.
"Oh poor little Ronny-Poo, is he all nackered from his exciting day
at Hogsmeade?" Eliza said in a fake high, baby voice.
Ron groaned his response and rolled over onto his side. Eliza
laughed, set her bags down and started for the portrait door again.
"I'm gonna go visit Janie and Luna." She said as she opened the
door. It always got a response from Ron whenever she would go see
them. He absolutely hated that his girlfriend would even associate
with Slytherins, more or less befriend them.
But this time he just grunted and remained where he was.
Eliza put her hands on her hips, she was positive she hadn't run him
down that much. They were only there for 6 hours for goodness sakes!
"In the Slytherin dungeons..." she emphasized Slytherin. No response.
"I'll get all comfortable in the SLYTHERIN common room..." Again,
emphasis on Slytherin. No Response.
She thought for a moment.
"Oh I hope that Draco Malfoy is there. Man, hoo-hoo Hottie." She
fake fanned herself.
Ron shot up off the couch and turned to gawk at her.
"Wh...You... no...not... Really?" He asked.
Eliza giggled and walked out the door calling teasingly behind
her "Maybe!"
Once outside the portrait door she ran into none other than Oliver
Wood.
"G'day 'Liza." He greeted in his pure Scottish accent.
"Oh Hello there Mr. Accident." Eliza giggled as she walked past him.
"Wiat, Mr. Who?" Oliver asked, obviously confused.
"Oh I heard about you and Janie's little accident."
Oliver turned a very unflattering shade of red and started to
protest.
"Oh don't worry, your secrets safe with me, sugar lips."
She dashed down the hallway to avoid a verbal assault by her best
friends boyfriend, laughing all the way.
Finally she reached the Slytherin Common Room.
"Password." The ugly portrait demanded.
"Pure Blood." Eliza said while rolling her eyes. 'Must have been
Draco's idea' she thought for about the hundreth time since she
learned the password.
She stepped into the very green room and was greeted by a very
unwelcoming person.
"What are you doing here, Gryffy?" Marcus Flint demanded. He was the
only one in the common room at the time and was making his way out
the portrait when Eliza walked in.
Eliza groaned remembering all the horrible stories she'd heard from
Janie about this guy. He was sneering at her, baring most of his
teeth and now she understood what Janie meant by "Talk about need
for dentures."
"Sod off, Flint."
"I suppose you're looking for Janie. Don't see why she hangs around
the likes of you. If I were her I would curse you every time you
stepped foot in that door." He said gesturing to the portrait.
"Well then I guess, in that case, I would stop coming in the door,
eh?"
Marcus looked confused, he wasn't one of the brightest people, she
was told.
Eliza sighed and asked, "Where is Janie by the way?"
"None of your business, get out."
"No."
Marcus was reaching for his wand and Eliza was just thinking what a
horrible little creep he was when Draco Malfoy came flying down the
boys stairs. He immediately saw what was going on and placed himself
between Eliza and Marcus.
"'Lo there Flint. Lovely day ain't it? Why don't you go ride your
broomstick, practice those great Quidditch skills." He said
shuffling Marcus out the portrait.
"Oh and do be careful not to get another head injury, I'm not sure
your potion grade could take it." With that Draco shut the portrait
and turned to face Eliza.
"Than..."
"Shut up Dishque." Draco interuppted quite rudely. "I only made him
leave because I figured if anyone around here is to be cursing
Gryffindors they should at least know how to pull off a proper
stunning spell. That idiot doesn't know a drop of magic, drop of
anything really."
Eliza was quite taken aback, thinking that Draco was actually trying
to be nice and help her out for once. 'Oh, well' she thought, 'Some
things never change.'
"Eliza!" a voice shouted from the top of the girls stairs.
Luna and Janie came bounding down the staircase with serious faces.
"Thank goodness you're here, we were just going to look for you."
Janie said.
"We have to talk now." Luna said, shoving Eliza up the stairs,
leaving Draco scowling up after them.
"You know that ring?" Janie asked.
"What ring?" Eliza responded.
"This one." Luna said raising Eliza's left hand and pointing at the
ring.
"Yea, I know it. It is mine." Eliza said, rather confused.
"Well..."
trying to find the perfect Christmas gifts for their friends and
family. Eliza was, of course, among these crazy shoppers currently
bustling around Hogsmeade on their final shopping trip before break.
"C'mon, Ron!" Eliza shouted behind her to a very tired looking Ron
Weasley. "We're going to miss the big sale at Flourish and Blotts
and I know exactly what I want to get for Hermione!"
Ron groaned and quickened his pace slightly, but not enough to keep
up with Ms. I'm-So-Stressed-Out-Because-Christmas-Is-Like-Next-Week.
Not to mention he had been chosen as the bell-hop for this
particular outting and was at the moment carrying all the packages
Eliza had bought that day.
Eliza quickly dashed between a couple that looked as though they
might be trying to suck each others faces off and paused just long
enough to turn and give a quick eyebrow raise and make kissy faces
in Ron's direction.
Ron caught the look and immediatly felt his face heating up. 'She
better not expect me to kiss like that.' He thought to himself,
while excusing himself and passing by the couple and entering the
shop.
Eliza immediately went for the section she wanted and reappeared
moments later carrying three different books. "Wizards and the
Witches Who Love Them", "How To Set Off His Broomstick", and Eliza's
personal favorite "Harry Potter: A Biography" by some woman named
Rita Skeeter, oh how that woman could make up the most outlandish
tales.
Ron spotted her heading for the desk to pay and steered his way
through the crowd to her side.
"Why the bloody are you buying Hermione books? You know she
basically owns the library."
"Oh believe me Ronald, they do NOT have these books in the library."
Eliza said with a smirk.
"Rubbish, Hogwarts has every book. They must have these. Let me have
a look."
Ron made a grab for the books but Eliza quickly put them out of his
reach.
"Uh Uh," Eliza chastised, "You're not allowed, for girls only."
Ron huffed but let the subject fall. Eliza shot him a brilliant
smile and he knew that it probably didn't matter anyway.
"Honestly," Eliza started, "I don't see why Hogwarts wouldn't have
these books. You'd think they were trying to shelter us or
something."
~*~
When they arrived back in the Gryffindor Common Room, Ron
immediately dropped all the packages he had been carrying around and
plopped down on the couch looking exhausted.
Eliza walked in the portrait after him and stifled a laugh.
"Oh poor little Ronny-Poo, is he all nackered from his exciting day
at Hogsmeade?" Eliza said in a fake high, baby voice.
Ron groaned his response and rolled over onto his side. Eliza
laughed, set her bags down and started for the portrait door again.
"I'm gonna go visit Janie and Luna." She said as she opened the
door. It always got a response from Ron whenever she would go see
them. He absolutely hated that his girlfriend would even associate
with Slytherins, more or less befriend them.
But this time he just grunted and remained where he was.
Eliza put her hands on her hips, she was positive she hadn't run him
down that much. They were only there for 6 hours for goodness sakes!
"In the Slytherin dungeons..." she emphasized Slytherin. No response.
"I'll get all comfortable in the SLYTHERIN common room..." Again,
emphasis on Slytherin. No Response.
She thought for a moment.
"Oh I hope that Draco Malfoy is there. Man, hoo-hoo Hottie." She
fake fanned herself.
Ron shot up off the couch and turned to gawk at her.
"Wh...You... no...not... Really?" He asked.
Eliza giggled and walked out the door calling teasingly behind
her "Maybe!"
Once outside the portrait door she ran into none other than Oliver
Wood.
"G'day 'Liza." He greeted in his pure Scottish accent.
"Oh Hello there Mr. Accident." Eliza giggled as she walked past him.
"Wiat, Mr. Who?" Oliver asked, obviously confused.
"Oh I heard about you and Janie's little accident."
Oliver turned a very unflattering shade of red and started to
protest.
"Oh don't worry, your secrets safe with me, sugar lips."
She dashed down the hallway to avoid a verbal assault by her best
friends boyfriend, laughing all the way.
Finally she reached the Slytherin Common Room.
"Password." The ugly portrait demanded.
"Pure Blood." Eliza said while rolling her eyes. 'Must have been
Draco's idea' she thought for about the hundreth time since she
learned the password.
She stepped into the very green room and was greeted by a very
unwelcoming person.
"What are you doing here, Gryffy?" Marcus Flint demanded. He was the
only one in the common room at the time and was making his way out
the portrait when Eliza walked in.
Eliza groaned remembering all the horrible stories she'd heard from
Janie about this guy. He was sneering at her, baring most of his
teeth and now she understood what Janie meant by "Talk about need
for dentures."
"Sod off, Flint."
"I suppose you're looking for Janie. Don't see why she hangs around
the likes of you. If I were her I would curse you every time you
stepped foot in that door." He said gesturing to the portrait.
"Well then I guess, in that case, I would stop coming in the door,
eh?"
Marcus looked confused, he wasn't one of the brightest people, she
was told.
Eliza sighed and asked, "Where is Janie by the way?"
"None of your business, get out."
"No."
Marcus was reaching for his wand and Eliza was just thinking what a
horrible little creep he was when Draco Malfoy came flying down the
boys stairs. He immediately saw what was going on and placed himself
between Eliza and Marcus.
"'Lo there Flint. Lovely day ain't it? Why don't you go ride your
broomstick, practice those great Quidditch skills." He said
shuffling Marcus out the portrait.
"Oh and do be careful not to get another head injury, I'm not sure
your potion grade could take it." With that Draco shut the portrait
and turned to face Eliza.
"Than..."
"Shut up Dishque." Draco interuppted quite rudely. "I only made him
leave because I figured if anyone around here is to be cursing
Gryffindors they should at least know how to pull off a proper
stunning spell. That idiot doesn't know a drop of magic, drop of
anything really."
Eliza was quite taken aback, thinking that Draco was actually trying
to be nice and help her out for once. 'Oh, well' she thought, 'Some
things never change.'
"Eliza!" a voice shouted from the top of the girls stairs.
Luna and Janie came bounding down the staircase with serious faces.
"Thank goodness you're here, we were just going to look for you."
Janie said.
"We have to talk now." Luna said, shoving Eliza up the stairs,
leaving Draco scowling up after them.
"You know that ring?" Janie asked.
"What ring?" Eliza responded.
"This one." Luna said raising Eliza's left hand and pointing at the
ring.
"Yea, I know it. It is mine." Eliza said, rather confused.
"Well..."