Hermione's POV
I breathed in the scent of Italian delicacies for the last time as I exited the restaurant. I was practically bursting from all that food I ate. "Taxi!" I cried as I waved my hand in front of the yellow vehicle. The taxi stopped in front of us. "Great.." I realized, how were we all going to fit inside? The driver tapped his foot impatiently waiting for us to get in. "I call front seat!" Draco cried from the back.
"Fine, Draco gets the front seat, Uh.. Ginny, you can sit on one of the boy's laps." I said trying to sort this all out in my brain as fast as I could, seeing as how the driver was starting to give me a dirty look. "I get Jarvis!" She cried latching onto one of his arms. "Backseat only fits four.." I mumbled to myself.
"Ron, Harry?" I suddenly asked.
"Noo.. she sat on me the last time, it's your turn mate." Ron said, turning to Harry. He shrugged. I didn't care either. It was like sitting on my brother's lap. We finally got in situated, with the driver rolling his eyes at our awkward positions. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Draco giving Harry a hard glare. I rolled my eyes heavenward at his naïve jealousy.
Finally, we arrived back home. "Showers." Blaise muttered tiredly. I picked up my wand and said, "acquazonne ekambien" I shivered. It felt like as if cold water was just dumped on my head, but at least I was dry. I glanced down at myself. I was wearing my huge sweatpants and a huge t-shirt that used to be either Harry's or Ron's. I didn't keep track.
Ron protested, "I'm sorry Hermione, but as good as you are with decorating spells, I'm afraid your hygiene spells need a little brushing up on."
"Hey! At least I saved some time from all this showering nonsense!"
"Nonsense?" Ginny asked, looking up from where she sat.
"Never mind. Who wants to play a game of good ol' Scrabble?" I said changing the subject
"Scrabble, what's that?" Blaise asked from over to the side. I sighed. Great, now did I have to switch into my patient, teaching mode again? "The object of the game is.."
Draco's POV
I watched amusedly as Hermione explained for the thousandth time to our friends about how the game, Scrabble worked. Finally, I think they might've understood the necessary information, so we began the game. I was teamed with Blaise, and then there was Ginny with Jarvis, Weasley with Potter, and Hermione all by herself, since she was so book-smart. "Remember, no wizard or magic words." And then the battle of words began.
Or should I say, the battle of who could trick each other into THINKING it was a word. More arguing interrupted my thoughts. "It's true! Berblubox is a word!" Weasley protested from over where he sat. He couldn't even convince me, and I knew absolutely zilch about the muggle world.
Finally, this headache causing game was finished. Of course, Hermione won. "C'mon let's go to sleep." She said tiredly.
"The same sleeping arrangements as before?" Ginny piped up eagerly. These were the things that made me wonder what they did behind those closed doors at night. "No, sorry to squash your enthusiasm, but I'm magicking SEPARATE beds this time." Hermione said emphasizing her words. I could've sworn I saw Jarvis's shoulders slump. I inwardly laughed at the sights occurring in our living room.
In a flash, the room was devoid of any previous furniture. In it's place, stood seven beds with a name on the headboard. "Isn't this a little childish?" I asked pointing to my name carved in green.
"It's so people don't go crawling into other people's beds by ACCIDENT." She said looking pointedly at a certain two people.
Everybody got into bed, and just when the lights dimmed, Weasley had to call out, "Hermione!! You just had to make my bed sheets MAROON? Are you trying to torture me here??" He whined.
"It matches you hair, now shut up and go to sleep."
Early Next Morning
Hermione's POV
I stretched as I got out of the bathroom, my mouth minty from the toothpaste. I walked downstairs into the kitchen to find Jarvis there, already cooking breakfast. That really scared the hell out of me, since I thought I was the only one up this early in the morning. "Shit!" I cursed aloud.
He looked at me with a twinkle in his eye. "I'm guessing that I scared you a bit, there?"
"A bit? More like half to death!" I said with a hand over my heart. He laughed and I joined in with the cooking. People started to wake, just as we finished making waffles. Harry, rubbing his eyes came in and slumped over a barstool. "What's for breakfast?" He asked sleepily.
"Waffles. But you won't get any if you don't go brush your teeth, NOW. Jeez, I can smell that morning breath from over here. You don't want to ruin anybody else's appetite, do you?" I asked calmly.
"MY BREATH DOE.." He cried but it was quickly muffled by Jarvis's hand.
"Yes it does. Please don't open your mouth again."
He glared at us, but I could tell he was laughing inside. He trudged upstairs, leaving us to set the table. When everyone was clean and done, we all sat down in the dining room table. "So.." Ginny said trying to strike up a conversation. "Heard of Lucius and how he almost got thrown into Azkaban?" I leaned in eagerly to listen. I hadn't heard any wizard related news since I left Hogwarts. Draco's mood darkened a bit, but I could tell he was curious from the way he also leaned in. "Well.." She continued. "They say that Aurors found some evidence that he was hoarding some things related to dark magic. They were about to arrest him, but when they came back, there was no more solid evidence of anything they found." She explained.
Draco snorted. "I could tell you where he hides those ridiculous things of his. He thinks it'll make him gain power and become as strong as Voldemort, PLUS make him immortal. Recently, the only things that seem happen to him are the fact that he was almost thrown into Azkaban for even having possession of them." He rolled his eyes. "Not that it's my problem." He added.
"What kinds of stuff does he want to keep so badly?" Harry asked curiously, after Draco's whole speech.
"Voldemort's old cloak. I swear, he sleeps with it at night." Draco said shaking his head. The Gryffindors gaped at him, including me. This was the first time he had been open about his past. Usually, he was cold and blocked about the subject. Unless of course, I was trailing kisses down his jaw line, then he'd be murmuring something. "Okay! Enough of this dreary, negative old subject, let's talk about what we're going to do today!" Ginny cried cheerily.
"How about a visit to New York in America?" Blaise piped up.
She stared at him like he was crazy. "New York? Are you out of your mind? We would need a portkey!! Plus, we aren't allowed to do magic that complicated outside Hogwarts!"
He grinned slyly. "You know, there are other ways of traveling to places, aside from a portkey and apparating." We were still all looking at him like he was demented. "And I happen to know one of those spells. AND Dumbledore said we only couldn't do magic that AFFECTED THE LIVES OF MUGGLES." He said emphasizing his words. Trust a Slytherin to try to find a gaping loophole in Dumbledore's instructions. Realization dawned on us, but I was still a little reluctant. "Okay then, if you're sure!" Ginny said eagerly.
Everybody else nodded enthusiastically, except for me. "Hermione?" Blaise asked.
"You're crazy.." I muttered, but nodded grudgingly nonetheless.
"Great!" We finished eating our breakfast and went upstairs to get changed. Ron looked at me and said, "I swear I'll change my clothes!! Don't make me dress me in maroon again!" He cried. I laughed and said, "Fine, go dress yourself. I'm sure you're a big boy now and you can handle that." I went a shuffled through my drawers, and finally changed into a pair of jeans with a sweatshirt that showed a DKNY logo in the front. I walked downstairs to find that I was the last one to come down. "Finally, let's get this on with." Blaise said.
"Ocea eterra excessi di corsa New York." He said grandly, giving his wand a fancy twirl and swish.
Suddenly, there was the sound of air rushing rapidly around me. One minute, we were in my living room, the next minute we suddenly landed right smack on Madison Avenue. No one noticed that seven strange tourists had just appeared suddenly in the middle of the sidewalk, since they were too busy engrossed in their own lives. Ginny gazed at the sixty story skyscrapers. "No wonder they call this place the empire state!" She said waving her arms emphatically and twirling around.
"Tourists." Someone muttered. Oh, yeah, NOW they notice us. "C'mon, let's hit the stores!!" Ginny squealed, unaffected by the comment. How could I argue?
"Fine, we'll meet you guys back here in five hours in front of this department store, okay?" Our male companions nodded, and we were off.
"Tiffany's, Bloomingdales, Gap, Burberry.." Ginny checked off from her list. We tried on sunglasses, hats, shoes, handbags, clothes, and anything else that you could think of. We also stopped to take a look at the towering skyscrapers after much insisting from me. Parvati and Lavender would be so jealous if they saw me right now lugging all these packages from designer brand stores.
"Ooh!!" Ginny gushed as we stopped to look at a pair of pink sandals. "I have GOT to have them!!"
"Gin, I think you've already bought sandals in all the colors of the rainbow. Now you want pink ones?" I asked amusedly. She laughed. I checked my watch and found that we had only fifteen minutes left until we had to meet Draco, Blaise, Jarvis, Ron, and Harry. "C'mon, we have to get back now." I said tugging her arm. She reluctantly walked back with me, but not without window-shopping along the way. Finally, we arrived back in front of the same department store as this morning. The guys came to greet us, and helped lift some of our packages. "I think it was us who taught them these manners." I whispered to Ginny. She giggled quietly.
"So.. what did you people do today?" I asked Draco.
"Went into a sports bar and watched an entire football game. Then, we walked around taking in landmarks and such. We visited ground zero, too." He said. "I take it you also had fun?" He added, eyeing the packages we all held.
"I better have. This 'FUN' probably cost my whole bank account." We laughed, but another rushing of wind quickly muffled it. Suddenly I was back in my living room. "Jarvis!!" I cried. "You could at least give us some warning when you're going to whisk us away to another continent!!"
He smirked. "Sorry about that."
After that whole ordeal, everybody went about cleaning up their stuff and performing showering spells on themselves. Dinner was cooked and smelling delicious, courtesy of Jarvis and I. We sat down at the dinner table and started talking.
Draco's POV
Today was fabulous. I especially enjoyed the whole football game I saw without all those interruptions that usually occurred. Dinner consisted of rice and peas. Or, a plate with peas spread everywhere if your name was Ronald Weasley. He just couldn't grasp the concept of poking the pork into the tiny green vegetables. Instead, he kept missing, and now peas were flying every which way and that.
"Ron!" Hermione cried exasperatedly, as a pea whizzed by her chestnut brown curls, just barely brushing them. "Do we need to mash them up for you?"
"No.." He muttered. I didn't matter now anyways because all the peas were already off of his plate and scattered randomly on the table or on the floor. "Honestly.." She said rolling her eyes. We finished eating, and everyone had to help clean up the mess of greens, thanks to Weasley.
When the cleaning was done, we all lay stomach down on the floor. "I'm bored.." Harry muttered.
"You're a wizard for Christ's sake!! Charm something!!" I said rolling onto my back.
"Oh yeah.." He mumbled. He muttered some kind of spell that I couldn't decipher. Suddenly, singing floated into the room. "Oops I did it again.."
I glanced up confused. A slim, barely dressed blonde stood next to the fireplace holding a microphone. "BRITNEY SPEARS??" Hermione shrieked at Harry. "You charmed Britney Spears to come here???" She asked incredulously, wrinkling her nose.
He shrugged. "Hey, she's hot." I had to agree. That tiny tube top and miniskirt did wonders. Hermione sighed and flicked her wand. The singing pop sensation disappeared. All the males in the room protested, including me. Ginny shook her head and said something about perverted y-chromosomes.
Hermione's POV
I had to agree with Ginny, there. I glanced at the clock. It was already one thirty in the morning. "Time for bed!" I cried, acting a bit too much like Ron's mother. We all climbed into our warm comforters after brushing our teeth. I sighed contentedly and closed my eyes, not aware of my surroundings. I was in such a deep sleep, that I didn't even hear the male occupants in our house, whisper about how hot Britney Spears was. That was, until Ginny told them off about how she had french kissed Madonna.
A/N: Please don't flame me, I know there is no action in this story, but I SWEAR there will be action in the next chapter!!!! I PROMISE!!!! Oh yeah, I didn't name reviewers since this was a continuation. I'll name them in the next chapter.
I breathed in the scent of Italian delicacies for the last time as I exited the restaurant. I was practically bursting from all that food I ate. "Taxi!" I cried as I waved my hand in front of the yellow vehicle. The taxi stopped in front of us. "Great.." I realized, how were we all going to fit inside? The driver tapped his foot impatiently waiting for us to get in. "I call front seat!" Draco cried from the back.
"Fine, Draco gets the front seat, Uh.. Ginny, you can sit on one of the boy's laps." I said trying to sort this all out in my brain as fast as I could, seeing as how the driver was starting to give me a dirty look. "I get Jarvis!" She cried latching onto one of his arms. "Backseat only fits four.." I mumbled to myself.
"Ron, Harry?" I suddenly asked.
"Noo.. she sat on me the last time, it's your turn mate." Ron said, turning to Harry. He shrugged. I didn't care either. It was like sitting on my brother's lap. We finally got in situated, with the driver rolling his eyes at our awkward positions. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Draco giving Harry a hard glare. I rolled my eyes heavenward at his naïve jealousy.
Finally, we arrived back home. "Showers." Blaise muttered tiredly. I picked up my wand and said, "acquazonne ekambien" I shivered. It felt like as if cold water was just dumped on my head, but at least I was dry. I glanced down at myself. I was wearing my huge sweatpants and a huge t-shirt that used to be either Harry's or Ron's. I didn't keep track.
Ron protested, "I'm sorry Hermione, but as good as you are with decorating spells, I'm afraid your hygiene spells need a little brushing up on."
"Hey! At least I saved some time from all this showering nonsense!"
"Nonsense?" Ginny asked, looking up from where she sat.
"Never mind. Who wants to play a game of good ol' Scrabble?" I said changing the subject
"Scrabble, what's that?" Blaise asked from over to the side. I sighed. Great, now did I have to switch into my patient, teaching mode again? "The object of the game is.."
Draco's POV
I watched amusedly as Hermione explained for the thousandth time to our friends about how the game, Scrabble worked. Finally, I think they might've understood the necessary information, so we began the game. I was teamed with Blaise, and then there was Ginny with Jarvis, Weasley with Potter, and Hermione all by herself, since she was so book-smart. "Remember, no wizard or magic words." And then the battle of words began.
Or should I say, the battle of who could trick each other into THINKING it was a word. More arguing interrupted my thoughts. "It's true! Berblubox is a word!" Weasley protested from over where he sat. He couldn't even convince me, and I knew absolutely zilch about the muggle world.
Finally, this headache causing game was finished. Of course, Hermione won. "C'mon let's go to sleep." She said tiredly.
"The same sleeping arrangements as before?" Ginny piped up eagerly. These were the things that made me wonder what they did behind those closed doors at night. "No, sorry to squash your enthusiasm, but I'm magicking SEPARATE beds this time." Hermione said emphasizing her words. I could've sworn I saw Jarvis's shoulders slump. I inwardly laughed at the sights occurring in our living room.
In a flash, the room was devoid of any previous furniture. In it's place, stood seven beds with a name on the headboard. "Isn't this a little childish?" I asked pointing to my name carved in green.
"It's so people don't go crawling into other people's beds by ACCIDENT." She said looking pointedly at a certain two people.
Everybody got into bed, and just when the lights dimmed, Weasley had to call out, "Hermione!! You just had to make my bed sheets MAROON? Are you trying to torture me here??" He whined.
"It matches you hair, now shut up and go to sleep."
Early Next Morning
Hermione's POV
I stretched as I got out of the bathroom, my mouth minty from the toothpaste. I walked downstairs into the kitchen to find Jarvis there, already cooking breakfast. That really scared the hell out of me, since I thought I was the only one up this early in the morning. "Shit!" I cursed aloud.
He looked at me with a twinkle in his eye. "I'm guessing that I scared you a bit, there?"
"A bit? More like half to death!" I said with a hand over my heart. He laughed and I joined in with the cooking. People started to wake, just as we finished making waffles. Harry, rubbing his eyes came in and slumped over a barstool. "What's for breakfast?" He asked sleepily.
"Waffles. But you won't get any if you don't go brush your teeth, NOW. Jeez, I can smell that morning breath from over here. You don't want to ruin anybody else's appetite, do you?" I asked calmly.
"MY BREATH DOE.." He cried but it was quickly muffled by Jarvis's hand.
"Yes it does. Please don't open your mouth again."
He glared at us, but I could tell he was laughing inside. He trudged upstairs, leaving us to set the table. When everyone was clean and done, we all sat down in the dining room table. "So.." Ginny said trying to strike up a conversation. "Heard of Lucius and how he almost got thrown into Azkaban?" I leaned in eagerly to listen. I hadn't heard any wizard related news since I left Hogwarts. Draco's mood darkened a bit, but I could tell he was curious from the way he also leaned in. "Well.." She continued. "They say that Aurors found some evidence that he was hoarding some things related to dark magic. They were about to arrest him, but when they came back, there was no more solid evidence of anything they found." She explained.
Draco snorted. "I could tell you where he hides those ridiculous things of his. He thinks it'll make him gain power and become as strong as Voldemort, PLUS make him immortal. Recently, the only things that seem happen to him are the fact that he was almost thrown into Azkaban for even having possession of them." He rolled his eyes. "Not that it's my problem." He added.
"What kinds of stuff does he want to keep so badly?" Harry asked curiously, after Draco's whole speech.
"Voldemort's old cloak. I swear, he sleeps with it at night." Draco said shaking his head. The Gryffindors gaped at him, including me. This was the first time he had been open about his past. Usually, he was cold and blocked about the subject. Unless of course, I was trailing kisses down his jaw line, then he'd be murmuring something. "Okay! Enough of this dreary, negative old subject, let's talk about what we're going to do today!" Ginny cried cheerily.
"How about a visit to New York in America?" Blaise piped up.
She stared at him like he was crazy. "New York? Are you out of your mind? We would need a portkey!! Plus, we aren't allowed to do magic that complicated outside Hogwarts!"
He grinned slyly. "You know, there are other ways of traveling to places, aside from a portkey and apparating." We were still all looking at him like he was demented. "And I happen to know one of those spells. AND Dumbledore said we only couldn't do magic that AFFECTED THE LIVES OF MUGGLES." He said emphasizing his words. Trust a Slytherin to try to find a gaping loophole in Dumbledore's instructions. Realization dawned on us, but I was still a little reluctant. "Okay then, if you're sure!" Ginny said eagerly.
Everybody else nodded enthusiastically, except for me. "Hermione?" Blaise asked.
"You're crazy.." I muttered, but nodded grudgingly nonetheless.
"Great!" We finished eating our breakfast and went upstairs to get changed. Ron looked at me and said, "I swear I'll change my clothes!! Don't make me dress me in maroon again!" He cried. I laughed and said, "Fine, go dress yourself. I'm sure you're a big boy now and you can handle that." I went a shuffled through my drawers, and finally changed into a pair of jeans with a sweatshirt that showed a DKNY logo in the front. I walked downstairs to find that I was the last one to come down. "Finally, let's get this on with." Blaise said.
"Ocea eterra excessi di corsa New York." He said grandly, giving his wand a fancy twirl and swish.
Suddenly, there was the sound of air rushing rapidly around me. One minute, we were in my living room, the next minute we suddenly landed right smack on Madison Avenue. No one noticed that seven strange tourists had just appeared suddenly in the middle of the sidewalk, since they were too busy engrossed in their own lives. Ginny gazed at the sixty story skyscrapers. "No wonder they call this place the empire state!" She said waving her arms emphatically and twirling around.
"Tourists." Someone muttered. Oh, yeah, NOW they notice us. "C'mon, let's hit the stores!!" Ginny squealed, unaffected by the comment. How could I argue?
"Fine, we'll meet you guys back here in five hours in front of this department store, okay?" Our male companions nodded, and we were off.
"Tiffany's, Bloomingdales, Gap, Burberry.." Ginny checked off from her list. We tried on sunglasses, hats, shoes, handbags, clothes, and anything else that you could think of. We also stopped to take a look at the towering skyscrapers after much insisting from me. Parvati and Lavender would be so jealous if they saw me right now lugging all these packages from designer brand stores.
"Ooh!!" Ginny gushed as we stopped to look at a pair of pink sandals. "I have GOT to have them!!"
"Gin, I think you've already bought sandals in all the colors of the rainbow. Now you want pink ones?" I asked amusedly. She laughed. I checked my watch and found that we had only fifteen minutes left until we had to meet Draco, Blaise, Jarvis, Ron, and Harry. "C'mon, we have to get back now." I said tugging her arm. She reluctantly walked back with me, but not without window-shopping along the way. Finally, we arrived back in front of the same department store as this morning. The guys came to greet us, and helped lift some of our packages. "I think it was us who taught them these manners." I whispered to Ginny. She giggled quietly.
"So.. what did you people do today?" I asked Draco.
"Went into a sports bar and watched an entire football game. Then, we walked around taking in landmarks and such. We visited ground zero, too." He said. "I take it you also had fun?" He added, eyeing the packages we all held.
"I better have. This 'FUN' probably cost my whole bank account." We laughed, but another rushing of wind quickly muffled it. Suddenly I was back in my living room. "Jarvis!!" I cried. "You could at least give us some warning when you're going to whisk us away to another continent!!"
He smirked. "Sorry about that."
After that whole ordeal, everybody went about cleaning up their stuff and performing showering spells on themselves. Dinner was cooked and smelling delicious, courtesy of Jarvis and I. We sat down at the dinner table and started talking.
Draco's POV
Today was fabulous. I especially enjoyed the whole football game I saw without all those interruptions that usually occurred. Dinner consisted of rice and peas. Or, a plate with peas spread everywhere if your name was Ronald Weasley. He just couldn't grasp the concept of poking the pork into the tiny green vegetables. Instead, he kept missing, and now peas were flying every which way and that.
"Ron!" Hermione cried exasperatedly, as a pea whizzed by her chestnut brown curls, just barely brushing them. "Do we need to mash them up for you?"
"No.." He muttered. I didn't matter now anyways because all the peas were already off of his plate and scattered randomly on the table or on the floor. "Honestly.." She said rolling her eyes. We finished eating, and everyone had to help clean up the mess of greens, thanks to Weasley.
When the cleaning was done, we all lay stomach down on the floor. "I'm bored.." Harry muttered.
"You're a wizard for Christ's sake!! Charm something!!" I said rolling onto my back.
"Oh yeah.." He mumbled. He muttered some kind of spell that I couldn't decipher. Suddenly, singing floated into the room. "Oops I did it again.."
I glanced up confused. A slim, barely dressed blonde stood next to the fireplace holding a microphone. "BRITNEY SPEARS??" Hermione shrieked at Harry. "You charmed Britney Spears to come here???" She asked incredulously, wrinkling her nose.
He shrugged. "Hey, she's hot." I had to agree. That tiny tube top and miniskirt did wonders. Hermione sighed and flicked her wand. The singing pop sensation disappeared. All the males in the room protested, including me. Ginny shook her head and said something about perverted y-chromosomes.
Hermione's POV
I had to agree with Ginny, there. I glanced at the clock. It was already one thirty in the morning. "Time for bed!" I cried, acting a bit too much like Ron's mother. We all climbed into our warm comforters after brushing our teeth. I sighed contentedly and closed my eyes, not aware of my surroundings. I was in such a deep sleep, that I didn't even hear the male occupants in our house, whisper about how hot Britney Spears was. That was, until Ginny told them off about how she had french kissed Madonna.
A/N: Please don't flame me, I know there is no action in this story, but I SWEAR there will be action in the next chapter!!!! I PROMISE!!!! Oh yeah, I didn't name reviewers since this was a continuation. I'll name them in the next chapter.