"Hi Harry!" Akira said as he came out of the fireplace in their
grandmother's house. "Karrot's upstairs in her room."
"Ok, how will I know which one is hers" He asked as he looked around the wooden living room.
"You'll hear her singing."
Harry walked up the short staircase to the upstairs when he heard her singing from the end of the hall. He pushed open her door and looked around. It was quite a bit different from the one she had in Privet Drive.
Back there, it was a pink and white frilly room. Everything matched too well, and was always in order. And everything was sparkling clean and had two boxes filled with stuff animals. Here it was as different as it could get. It was a bright blue with a yellow border all around. Her bed wasn't made and it was almost on an angle. She had posters splattered everywhere, a few shelves with stuffed bunnies and cats, a deep brown dresser, and a computer, where she was currently sitting in front of, on a desk with books piled high on it.
Harry began to look around; she had a lot of posters of a muggle actor, Jackie Chan, on it. He saw one beside where she was sitting and walked over to it. At the bottom there was a little Chinese girl on it with her head buried in another Chinese boy's chest, and above them was the same thing but the two people were older. In the middle, there was writing that Harry couldn't read. He looked closer at the poster and gasped slightly. The two girls, the older and younger, was Karrot and Akira.
"God Harry you scared me!" Karrot said as she turned around.
"Why didn't you ever tell me that you were in a movie?"
"It never came up I guess" She said as she took off her headphones.
"What was the movie about?" Harry asked, sitting down on her bed.
"I was pretty weird. Well, Jackie Chan was in it and it was showing him as a little boy, well not really him, but you know, his character, and I was his childhood friend. I eventually moved away and when I came back, I was older. Then again I was Akira. Anyways, Jackie's father was being pursued by terrorist and they thought that they should get Jackie and hold him for ransom so they could get his dad but they couldn't. So they figured that they'd get Akira, hold her for ransom to get Jackie, to hold him for ransom to get his father. And, well you just got to see it." (A/N: That is NOT a real Jackie Chan Movie)
"Is it in English?"
"No but there's subtitles." She told him.
"So how did round two with the Matchmaker go?" Harry asked her as she searched for the movie.
"Not the greatest. When I told her that I didn't want to get married right now because of my career, she thought that I was a nutcase. She started saying stuff like how I won't be young for long, there isn't many fish in the sea, and how the time will not show mercy in a few years. I don't think that she's very sane. Anyways, I'm supposed to go see her again tomorrow and I don't want to go."
"What are you going to do then?"
" I don't know, I'll think up something when I get there. That makeup is so itchy and I do not want to wear it ever again. Found it." She said, picking up a small black rectangular box.
"How pregnant is Akira?" Harry asked as the previews went by.
"About three months. They got married in April."
"That long ago?"
"Yep, she's complaining that she's as fat as a cow, damn mood swings."
~*~
"So how was the movie?"
"I missed half of it; I was trying to read the subtitles." Harry said, stretching.
"Yeah, I would be easier if you spoke the language. So how are things back home?"
"Pretty good. Me and Sirius live together now and Ginny is shopping Hermione for her last year at school."
"Nice"
"How about you?"
"I have to go back to England in a few days to film my first music video and I'm scared out of my wits."
"You'll be fine," Harry reassured her. "So what is it like it be famous with out people trying to look at your forehead?"
"Weird, where ever I go people are taking pictures of me. It's flattering and all but after a while... "
"Yeah, I understand." Harry spoke as he approached the fireplace. "See you later Karrot."
"Bye."
"Ok, how will I know which one is hers" He asked as he looked around the wooden living room.
"You'll hear her singing."
Harry walked up the short staircase to the upstairs when he heard her singing from the end of the hall. He pushed open her door and looked around. It was quite a bit different from the one she had in Privet Drive.
Back there, it was a pink and white frilly room. Everything matched too well, and was always in order. And everything was sparkling clean and had two boxes filled with stuff animals. Here it was as different as it could get. It was a bright blue with a yellow border all around. Her bed wasn't made and it was almost on an angle. She had posters splattered everywhere, a few shelves with stuffed bunnies and cats, a deep brown dresser, and a computer, where she was currently sitting in front of, on a desk with books piled high on it.
Harry began to look around; she had a lot of posters of a muggle actor, Jackie Chan, on it. He saw one beside where she was sitting and walked over to it. At the bottom there was a little Chinese girl on it with her head buried in another Chinese boy's chest, and above them was the same thing but the two people were older. In the middle, there was writing that Harry couldn't read. He looked closer at the poster and gasped slightly. The two girls, the older and younger, was Karrot and Akira.
"God Harry you scared me!" Karrot said as she turned around.
"Why didn't you ever tell me that you were in a movie?"
"It never came up I guess" She said as she took off her headphones.
"What was the movie about?" Harry asked, sitting down on her bed.
"I was pretty weird. Well, Jackie Chan was in it and it was showing him as a little boy, well not really him, but you know, his character, and I was his childhood friend. I eventually moved away and when I came back, I was older. Then again I was Akira. Anyways, Jackie's father was being pursued by terrorist and they thought that they should get Jackie and hold him for ransom so they could get his dad but they couldn't. So they figured that they'd get Akira, hold her for ransom to get Jackie, to hold him for ransom to get his father. And, well you just got to see it." (A/N: That is NOT a real Jackie Chan Movie)
"Is it in English?"
"No but there's subtitles." She told him.
"So how did round two with the Matchmaker go?" Harry asked her as she searched for the movie.
"Not the greatest. When I told her that I didn't want to get married right now because of my career, she thought that I was a nutcase. She started saying stuff like how I won't be young for long, there isn't many fish in the sea, and how the time will not show mercy in a few years. I don't think that she's very sane. Anyways, I'm supposed to go see her again tomorrow and I don't want to go."
"What are you going to do then?"
" I don't know, I'll think up something when I get there. That makeup is so itchy and I do not want to wear it ever again. Found it." She said, picking up a small black rectangular box.
"How pregnant is Akira?" Harry asked as the previews went by.
"About three months. They got married in April."
"That long ago?"
"Yep, she's complaining that she's as fat as a cow, damn mood swings."
~*~
"So how was the movie?"
"I missed half of it; I was trying to read the subtitles." Harry said, stretching.
"Yeah, I would be easier if you spoke the language. So how are things back home?"
"Pretty good. Me and Sirius live together now and Ginny is shopping Hermione for her last year at school."
"Nice"
"How about you?"
"I have to go back to England in a few days to film my first music video and I'm scared out of my wits."
"You'll be fine," Harry reassured her. "So what is it like it be famous with out people trying to look at your forehead?"
"Weird, where ever I go people are taking pictures of me. It's flattering and all but after a while... "
"Yeah, I understand." Harry spoke as he approached the fireplace. "See you later Karrot."
"Bye."