I'm so sorry it has taken so long but I have been so busy this past week. On Friday my school's Varsity Basketball teams had a game at home and during the third quarter of the boys' the lights went out! The area unfortunately had a blackout. And I have an evil, evil, evil, evil science project. *stabs science project repeatedly* Thankfully, I had the day off today so I had time to write. Now don't get angry at me and chase me or anything after you read it. There's a rather big surprise.
~~Autumn~~
Harry walked into the shop rather reluctantly. As he had opened the door, he had seen a huge line of people who he assumed were attempting to pay Lee for the newest invention from Fred and George, a potion that made the drinker's face look like a pig's for around three minutes (partly inspired by Tonks' old nose tricks). He started to turn to walk out, but Lee caught sight of him first.
"Hey, Harry!," said Lee. "Where do you think you're going? I know it's your day off, but would you mind taking care of the shop for a second so I can go get some more change from the bank?"
Harry sighed. "Okay. But you have to take care of this line before you go."
Lee nodded gratefully and waited for the crowd to clear up while Harry browsed around the shop, seeing if Fred and George had come out with anything else since the last time he looked around the store.
"Thanks, Harry. I'll be back in a minute," Lee said after about ten minutes of hurried customers. He then walked out of the shop and Apparated to Gringotts. They had a special section of the bank for shops.
Harry walked behind the counter, feeling rather bored, not to mention confused and utterly exhausted. Deep in thought about whoever this Rae person really was, Harry didn't notice the door open. He looked up when he heard a small cough and his eyes widened. A young woman in her very early twenties with bouncy red-blonde curls, round blue eyes, and standing at about 5'5 stood before him.
"Er--hi," said Harry. He didn't exactly have pleasant memories of this girl.
"Hi, Harry!" the young woman replied. " I heard you were here. Listen, I've been sick a lot lately and I had time to think about what happened back at school and I'd just like to say that I'm sorry for everything I did. I'm a different person now."
Harry felt anger surge in him. Did this girl have any idea of what she had caused? He could tell he was about to explode at her. But he stopped himself. Maybe she really had changed. "Thanks," he said simply.
"Of course. Anyway, I was wondering if you'd like to go with me to Fred and Angelina's wedding. You know, as a date."
Harry's eyes widened even more. A date? With--Wait, how did she even get invited?
"I work with Angelina at a new robe shop in Diagon Alley," she responded, noticing his confusion.
Harry nodded vaguely. He hadn't been on a date for nearly four years. And that was only one. "Okay. That'd be--be great," he stuttered.
"Terrific! I'll come in here in a week or so and we can discuss details like robes and stuff. See you later!"
With that, Marietta Edgecombe bounded out of the shop and up the busy street.
~~Autumn~~
Harry walked into the shop rather reluctantly. As he had opened the door, he had seen a huge line of people who he assumed were attempting to pay Lee for the newest invention from Fred and George, a potion that made the drinker's face look like a pig's for around three minutes (partly inspired by Tonks' old nose tricks). He started to turn to walk out, but Lee caught sight of him first.
"Hey, Harry!," said Lee. "Where do you think you're going? I know it's your day off, but would you mind taking care of the shop for a second so I can go get some more change from the bank?"
Harry sighed. "Okay. But you have to take care of this line before you go."
Lee nodded gratefully and waited for the crowd to clear up while Harry browsed around the shop, seeing if Fred and George had come out with anything else since the last time he looked around the store.
"Thanks, Harry. I'll be back in a minute," Lee said after about ten minutes of hurried customers. He then walked out of the shop and Apparated to Gringotts. They had a special section of the bank for shops.
Harry walked behind the counter, feeling rather bored, not to mention confused and utterly exhausted. Deep in thought about whoever this Rae person really was, Harry didn't notice the door open. He looked up when he heard a small cough and his eyes widened. A young woman in her very early twenties with bouncy red-blonde curls, round blue eyes, and standing at about 5'5 stood before him.
"Er--hi," said Harry. He didn't exactly have pleasant memories of this girl.
"Hi, Harry!" the young woman replied. " I heard you were here. Listen, I've been sick a lot lately and I had time to think about what happened back at school and I'd just like to say that I'm sorry for everything I did. I'm a different person now."
Harry felt anger surge in him. Did this girl have any idea of what she had caused? He could tell he was about to explode at her. But he stopped himself. Maybe she really had changed. "Thanks," he said simply.
"Of course. Anyway, I was wondering if you'd like to go with me to Fred and Angelina's wedding. You know, as a date."
Harry's eyes widened even more. A date? With--Wait, how did she even get invited?
"I work with Angelina at a new robe shop in Diagon Alley," she responded, noticing his confusion.
Harry nodded vaguely. He hadn't been on a date for nearly four years. And that was only one. "Okay. That'd be--be great," he stuttered.
"Terrific! I'll come in here in a week or so and we can discuss details like robes and stuff. See you later!"
With that, Marietta Edgecombe bounded out of the shop and up the busy street.