Chapter Six: Diagon Alley
Hermione, dressed in nothing but a towel, stood in front of the mirror, doing her mascara. Her hair down, in small curls that reached just past her shoulders. After taking some of that potion Ginny gave her, she's felt great, though she still had to take it easy while shopping.
Ron was in the shower, though it wasn't long before his hand emerged from behind the curtain for a towel. He stepped out, almost tripping, towel hugging the lower half of his body. Hermione stifled a laugh; Ron had always been kind of clumsy.
Hermione looked at him, then turned back to the mirror, resuming her task. "So, what did you want to buy Destin today?" she asked curiously, ready to refuse anything dangerous.
"First, her own set of Wizard's Chess. That girl plays like her mother and it's time she shows some traits from her father."
Hermione laughed, "That's fine. I can agree with that. What else?"
Ron hesitated a moment, but decided it was best to discuss this in private where Destin wouldn't see her mother's reaction. "I thought maybe a Firebolt, it's a good starter broom for her."
Hermione closed her mascara tube and took a deep breath. "Under two conditions; she only rides it when you or one of her uncles are around and you must buy her some decent books or something more ... useful." She was careful in her choice of words; something from Weasley Wizarding Wheezes wasn't useful, though she was sure Destin would talk her way into a couple of their jokes.
"Deal." Ron smiled, then pulled at her hair. "You should leave it curly."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "It's uncontrollable when it's curly. What about you?" she asked and scratched his short hair. "When are you going to change your hair?"
"When I have enough to change I'll let yeh know," he replied. They were very close together, staring at each other.
Without realizing what she was doing Hermione placed her hand on his shoulder stood on tip-toe and gently kissed him. It was so gentle and light, Ron wasn't really sure there was contact until she pulled away. Quickly she explained, "Thank-you for everything. You're being way too nice to me."
"No I'm not. That house isn't that big, so tomorrow I'm going to start adding on rooms. One for all your exercise equipment. Then another for Destin, a play room of some sort. We'll just have to talk about where they'll be and what size."
"Ron you don't have to."
"But I want to," Ron interrupted.
"You sure?"
"Positive."
"Okay. Lets get dressed and go eat."
"All right, I', starving." 'For more than just food,' he added silently. He left to his room and changed into old jeans and a light blue T-shirt. While down in the bathroom. Hermione had just finished into jeans and a white tank top with a light, red zip-up sweater, zipped half way up.
***
The day was perfect. The sun was out, warming the day, but there was a cool breeze, so it wasn't so hot that it was sticky and irritating. Ron and Hermione moved slowly, Ron didn't want to rush her at all, while Destin bounced around, showing them everything she found interesting. Therefore Ron and Hermione seemed to know what every store had in stock. Ron had saved so much money over the years, not wanting to spend anything on himself, so he that morning he bought Destin a new chess set, five new books and a Firebolt.
They had lunch together, talking and laughing. Ron flirted with Hermione, being slightly suggestive when Destin wasn't paying attention. Hermione caught even the slightest hints, but ignored them. No matter how much she just wanted to just let into her temptations, she couldn't. She had to move on, and live life alone; men only existed to complicate things. But she did flick her hair without realizing it. Afterwards they bought a bunch of various jokes from his brothers shop and a very high quality telescope.
They talked to Fred and George for a while, and they were so pleased to have a niece old enough to 'truly' enjoy all their wonderful products. Destin loved them, and was talking about them constantly.
"Were they on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team too?"
Ron answered all them quickly, "Yes, they were."
"What did they play?"
"They were the two beaters."
"Did they really not finish Hogwarts?"
"Yes, they left right before their graduation."
"Why?"
"It was an unbearable year, we had some not so nice new teachers."
"When did they leave?"
"After they got caught setting off one of their permanate swamps in the school."
"Really? Did they do that?"
"Yeah, they're legends at that school."
Destin laughed. "All my relatives seem to be legends at Hogwarts."
They were on their way home when Destin spotted the pet store. "Oh Dad, Mom, can I get a cat? Or an Owl?"
Ron looked at Hermione, this wasn't his decision; Hermione would be the one living with the animal. Hermione nodded, "I think so, a cat."
"Great!" Destin disappeared after receiving money from Ron.
"You know Ron, I think we might have just spoiled her a little too much. She's not used to this much, no matter how much I could have bought her I refused to. Now ..."
"She'll be fine. Destin will understand when we say no. She always has."
"What are you talking about?"
Ron stopped dead. Oh man did he just screw up. "Well you just said that you didn't buy her everything she wanted. You must have said no once and a while."
Hermione stared at him suspiciously. "Right ..."
***
Destin slept on the way home. They arrived late, so after putting Destin on the couch Ron just helped Hermione set up her bed properly. "This is sturdy, easy to put up. " Ron commented.
Hermione stared at him; did he seriously just say that?
"What?"
"Nothing ... It's nothing."
"Well you should get a good nights rest. I'm just going to set up Destin's room for her. I'm full of energy. Night 'Mione."
She smiled; that was the Ron she knew. "Goodnight Ron."
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Sorry about being so late. Thank you to all my reviewers, I'll be working as much as possible on my story, and the out takes that I am working on, by the way. I'm really busy lately, but it's only going to get worse. I didn't get as much response as I had hoped from my last chapter, and this one is short, but this wasn't an important chapter. I'll probably change it later on, but this is just to get the ball rolling.
Hermione, dressed in nothing but a towel, stood in front of the mirror, doing her mascara. Her hair down, in small curls that reached just past her shoulders. After taking some of that potion Ginny gave her, she's felt great, though she still had to take it easy while shopping.
Ron was in the shower, though it wasn't long before his hand emerged from behind the curtain for a towel. He stepped out, almost tripping, towel hugging the lower half of his body. Hermione stifled a laugh; Ron had always been kind of clumsy.
Hermione looked at him, then turned back to the mirror, resuming her task. "So, what did you want to buy Destin today?" she asked curiously, ready to refuse anything dangerous.
"First, her own set of Wizard's Chess. That girl plays like her mother and it's time she shows some traits from her father."
Hermione laughed, "That's fine. I can agree with that. What else?"
Ron hesitated a moment, but decided it was best to discuss this in private where Destin wouldn't see her mother's reaction. "I thought maybe a Firebolt, it's a good starter broom for her."
Hermione closed her mascara tube and took a deep breath. "Under two conditions; she only rides it when you or one of her uncles are around and you must buy her some decent books or something more ... useful." She was careful in her choice of words; something from Weasley Wizarding Wheezes wasn't useful, though she was sure Destin would talk her way into a couple of their jokes.
"Deal." Ron smiled, then pulled at her hair. "You should leave it curly."
Hermione rolled her eyes, "It's uncontrollable when it's curly. What about you?" she asked and scratched his short hair. "When are you going to change your hair?"
"When I have enough to change I'll let yeh know," he replied. They were very close together, staring at each other.
Without realizing what she was doing Hermione placed her hand on his shoulder stood on tip-toe and gently kissed him. It was so gentle and light, Ron wasn't really sure there was contact until she pulled away. Quickly she explained, "Thank-you for everything. You're being way too nice to me."
"No I'm not. That house isn't that big, so tomorrow I'm going to start adding on rooms. One for all your exercise equipment. Then another for Destin, a play room of some sort. We'll just have to talk about where they'll be and what size."
"Ron you don't have to."
"But I want to," Ron interrupted.
"You sure?"
"Positive."
"Okay. Lets get dressed and go eat."
"All right, I', starving." 'For more than just food,' he added silently. He left to his room and changed into old jeans and a light blue T-shirt. While down in the bathroom. Hermione had just finished into jeans and a white tank top with a light, red zip-up sweater, zipped half way up.
***
The day was perfect. The sun was out, warming the day, but there was a cool breeze, so it wasn't so hot that it was sticky and irritating. Ron and Hermione moved slowly, Ron didn't want to rush her at all, while Destin bounced around, showing them everything she found interesting. Therefore Ron and Hermione seemed to know what every store had in stock. Ron had saved so much money over the years, not wanting to spend anything on himself, so he that morning he bought Destin a new chess set, five new books and a Firebolt.
They had lunch together, talking and laughing. Ron flirted with Hermione, being slightly suggestive when Destin wasn't paying attention. Hermione caught even the slightest hints, but ignored them. No matter how much she just wanted to just let into her temptations, she couldn't. She had to move on, and live life alone; men only existed to complicate things. But she did flick her hair without realizing it. Afterwards they bought a bunch of various jokes from his brothers shop and a very high quality telescope.
They talked to Fred and George for a while, and they were so pleased to have a niece old enough to 'truly' enjoy all their wonderful products. Destin loved them, and was talking about them constantly.
"Were they on the Gryffindor Quidditch Team too?"
Ron answered all them quickly, "Yes, they were."
"What did they play?"
"They were the two beaters."
"Did they really not finish Hogwarts?"
"Yes, they left right before their graduation."
"Why?"
"It was an unbearable year, we had some not so nice new teachers."
"When did they leave?"
"After they got caught setting off one of their permanate swamps in the school."
"Really? Did they do that?"
"Yeah, they're legends at that school."
Destin laughed. "All my relatives seem to be legends at Hogwarts."
They were on their way home when Destin spotted the pet store. "Oh Dad, Mom, can I get a cat? Or an Owl?"
Ron looked at Hermione, this wasn't his decision; Hermione would be the one living with the animal. Hermione nodded, "I think so, a cat."
"Great!" Destin disappeared after receiving money from Ron.
"You know Ron, I think we might have just spoiled her a little too much. She's not used to this much, no matter how much I could have bought her I refused to. Now ..."
"She'll be fine. Destin will understand when we say no. She always has."
"What are you talking about?"
Ron stopped dead. Oh man did he just screw up. "Well you just said that you didn't buy her everything she wanted. You must have said no once and a while."
Hermione stared at him suspiciously. "Right ..."
***
Destin slept on the way home. They arrived late, so after putting Destin on the couch Ron just helped Hermione set up her bed properly. "This is sturdy, easy to put up. " Ron commented.
Hermione stared at him; did he seriously just say that?
"What?"
"Nothing ... It's nothing."
"Well you should get a good nights rest. I'm just going to set up Destin's room for her. I'm full of energy. Night 'Mione."
She smiled; that was the Ron she knew. "Goodnight Ron."
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Sorry about being so late. Thank you to all my reviewers, I'll be working as much as possible on my story, and the out takes that I am working on, by the way. I'm really busy lately, but it's only going to get worse. I didn't get as much response as I had hoped from my last chapter, and this one is short, but this wasn't an important chapter. I'll probably change it later on, but this is just to get the ball rolling.
