What Happens Next
The characters are not mine
Chapter 1- Time To Go Shopping
Harry woke up late, and it was the second day of the summer holidays. Harry had just finished his fifth year at Hogwarts. Last night he had laid a wake most of the night fighting the images of his godfather, Sirius Black. He was falling through the mysterious veil in the dept. of mysteries where they had their last encounter with one of the most feared wizards, Voldemort. Harry still didn't understand what really had happened to his godfather, everyone said he was dead. All that Harry knew was that he had just disappeared, and that he may never see him again, well except for his nightmares.
Harry still blamed himself for his godfather's death, he believed the images put into his head that Voldemort had put there, he couldn't believe that he was so stupid, and Sirius might still be alive. The main problem was by rushing off Sirius went after him and got killed to protect Harry. That's not to mention putting so many others in harms way and a few of his friends did end up getting hurt.
Harry searched his nightstand and found his glasses. He then looked at the clock and it was eleven o'clock almost time for lunch. Harry wasn't surprised that no one had woken him up, the Dursleys had been ignoring him since he had arrived, not that he minded, it was better than being yelled at. This was probably due to the warnings that Uncle Vernon had received by Lupin and Moody, when Uncle Vernon picked Harry up at the train station, about treating Harry well.
Harry rolled out of bed and pulled on some clothes. First, he noticed that his jeans were a bit short and that his shirt was like a second skin. He took off the shirt and looked down at the pile of clothes that were sitting on the floor. Those must be that latest of Dudley's hand-me-downs. The shirt was huge, but it would have to do for now. He wasn't going to attempt any of the pants, which were lying there, knowing full well that they'd still be short. Also, he knew there would be no way for him to keep them up. The ones he had on were big enough. The last couple of years Dudley didn't seem to get any taller, but defiantly got larger. Harry had noticed that he actually passed Dudley in height. It's time to go shopping Harry thought to himself, as he tied his shoes. Especially since he had nothing better to do today that's what he decided that he would do.
Harry went down stairs. He noticed that the house was quiet, so most likely everyone was out. Harry went into the kitchen and made himself a sandwich with a glass of lemonade, ate quickly, then ran back upstairs to get his money. Luckily, he had Reamus Lupin change some of his wizard gold into pounds so he would have money for the summer.
When Harry got upstairs he saw what looked like a fuzzy bludger zooming around the room."Pig" Harry shouted and caught the little owl and took the note from his leg. Harry unrolled the parchment and read.
Dear Harry, Since Mom and Dad are gone for a couple of days and Ron is helping the twins, they sent me to visit Mrs. Fig. I am bored so is there anyway that you could come over? If you're busy I'll understand. But I thought Id ask. Ginny
Harry thought that this was a little strange. Of course, he would love the company and she would probably be a good help to him picking out his new clothes. Girls are always better at that kind of thing.
Harry grabbed his money and headed out towards Mrs. Figs' house. When Harry arrived at the door he rang the bell. Mrs. Fig answered the door and gave him a big hug, which kind of surprised Harry.
"Oh, it's so good to see you my boy! I hope your doing well?" She said as she pulled him into the house. "I told Ginny that she should tell you to come over. I knew that you needed to get out of that house for at least for a couple of hours."
Harry was a little confused didn't Ginny want to see him? He thought they were friends. "Come in to the kitchen and have a cup of tea. Then you two can decide what you'd like to do." Mrs. Fig said as she led the way.
Ginny was sitting at the table sipping her tea the sunlight that was streaming in the window fell across her face making her hair shine with all the reds and gold's. She looked like an angel. Harry wondered why he had never noticed before, and how beautiful she really was. He couldn't help but look at her.
"Hi Harry. You ok?" She said when she noticed he was standing there in the doorway with his mouth hanging open.
"Uh I'm fine, how are you Ginny?" He stammered. Harry sat down and to have some tea. Mrs. Fig pushed a cup of tea in front of an empty chair and placed a plate of biscuits on the table.
Harry looked down and noticed he was still holding the little owl he had brought with him. "I brought Pig back to you," he said as he let Pig go. So that way Pig could fly back to his cage that was sitting on the counter.
"Thanks Harry," Ginny said as Harry sat down and started to sip his tea.
"So what would you kids like to do today? I need to run a couple of errands myself." Mrs. Fig said as she looked at each of them.
"I was planning on going shopping for some new clothes. I just can't really make due with Dudley's anymore." Harry said as he looked down towards his feet. When he sat down his pants had ridden up more than halfway to his knees.
"Oh, I think they are just fine," Ginny giggled, "they'll be perfect for the next flood." Harry smiled, "Very funny Gin."
"You know Harry, if you have things to do, I don't want to bother you." Ginny said as she looked down at her cup.
Harry looked confused, "You're not a bother Gin. I thought we were friends, and I hoped that you would go with me. I could sure use help with picking out clothes."
"Thanks Harry, I hoped that you thought of me as a friend, but I didn't know if you would want to spend time with me when Ron isn't here." Ginny beamed.
"Ron wouldn't be much help with shopping, so I'm glad that you're here and not him. Could you imagine what he would pick out for me? Everything would be orange!" Harry laughed.
Harry turned to Mrs. Fig, "Would it be all right for us to go shopping? I know it's a bit of a walk but I do need some clothes."
"Nonsense, Harry." Mrs. Fig scolded, "I can drive you there and do my errands. Then I can come back to pick you up. I know there will be someone trailing you, but I don't know whom it will be today. They are supposed to stay out of sight so you won't even know they're there. Well, if were to be going lets get a move on."
With that they all got up and went out to the car. Mrs. Fig drove Harry and Ginny dropping them off where most of the stores he would need were located, saying she would pick them up in a couple of hours, before she drove off.
"Harry what do you need?" Ginny asked as they looked around.
"Pretty much everything, but first I want to get a new pair of shoes." Harry said as he searched for a shoe store. "Lets try that one it says it has half off sale, whatever that means."
They made their way to the store and started looking around. There were little signs everywhere that said buy one get the second half off. Ginny read one of the signs, "I think it means that you only have to pay for half of the second pair of shoes when you buy two."
"Ok well that's nice. I can get a pair of trainers and then get a pair of loafers." Harry reasoned. After purchasing the shoes they headed to one of the big dept stores.
"How would you like to do this Harry?" Ginny asked.
"I don't know anything about shopping for clothes, so would you mind helping me out?"
"No problem. I love shopping! How about I just start picking and if you don't like something you just tell me Ok?"
"That sounds good." Harry said.
Ginny led him through the store grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and led him to a dressing room. "First, we need to figure your size. Try these on." Ginny ordered. Harry went in and tried the shirt on first then he went to put the pants on, "Gin, I think the pants are a little too small."
"It was hard to tell with the baggy clothes you got on." She quickly went and got him a new pair. "When you're ready let me see if we got it right." Harry stepped out and Ginny gasped.
"What does it look bad?" Harry asked worriedly.
"Oh no Harry, but you just look so much different with clothes that actually fit. You look real good. I'll just go and get some more things for you." And with that she hurried off.
Ginny picked out several pairs of jeans, t-shirts, some button down shirts, a pair of black jeans that were a little more dressy, one really nice button down dark green shirt, and a sweat suit. When she was handing him the last of the items she asked, "So Harry, boxers or briefs?"
"WHAT?" Harry exclaimed.
"You said you needed everything." Ginny giggled.
"I don't know. I have always had white ones." Harry was glad that she couldn't see him blush.
"Tighty whities? You just aren't the type. We can do better than that." She quickly left to pick out some new underwear. Ginny picked out some colored briefs and boxers; in solids, striped plaid, and even polka doted. She turned to notice the next rack where there were silk boxers so she picked a few of them up as well. She started to giggle as she grabbed a pair of black ones with little red hearts on them, white ones that had red lips on them, another two black pair one with flames at the bottom, and the other with little pitch forks. She hurried back to the dressing room and Harry opened the door. Ginny pushed the items in his hands and told him to decide which ones he liked.
Harry was in the dressing room looking at all the items Ginny handed to him when he saw the silk one. His mouth dropped. "Ginny?"
"Yes Harry? "
"Do you really think some of these are appropriate?"
"Sure, why not? You just need to live a little." Ginny could hardly control her laughter.
"Ummm. well, ok." After a few minutes it was quiet.
"Is something wrong Harry?" Ginny broke through his thoughts.
Harry was trying to think of a way to get her back since she was obviously trying to embarrass him with her selection. He thought what would the marauders do in this case? He thought of showing himself in just his underwear and asking her what she thought, but he knew that would embarrass him more than it would her.
"I was just wondering whether these flames make me look fat. Can you come in and tell me what you think?" Harry was trying to keep his voice straight. "WHAT?" Ginny exclaimed.
"I was just kidding, but I do think these look pretty cool though." Harry laughed.
"I'm glad that you liked them." She giggled, "Here, you might like these as well. They're my favorite." She threw another pair at him over the door. They landed on his head. Harry reached up and grabbed them to give them a look. They were white silk with little green,
"FROGS! Gin?"
"I thought that they would bring out the color of your eyes!" Ginny doubled over with laughter.
Once they had rounded up all the things that Harry was buying they headed to the nearest checkout. Harry and Ginny passed by a display of formal dresses, one of which was a light green color with a form fitted bodice with an intriquite pattern of beads. Towards the edge that sparkled, the dress had spaghetti straps and an open back to the waist with the same pattern as on the front of the skirt. It was form fitted to about mid thigh, then flared out to the same bead work at the hem. The dress came with a matching wrap to drape over the shoulders.
"Oh Harry, isn't it beautiful?" Ginny said pointing to the dress.
"Yeah that would look really good on you. You should try it on." Harry replied. Ginny shook her head.
"Oh come on, girls like trying on clothes." Harry insisted.
"Well, ok." Ginny said as a sales clerk came over.
"Follow me." said the clerk as she went towards the women's dressing room "I'll bring it to you in your size." Ginny was ushered in to the dressing room by the women. Harry waited in a chair by the big set of mirrors.
"WOW!" exclaimed Harry a few minutes later when Ginny emerged. "Ginny you look great."
"Do you really think so? I feel like a princess."
"Yes! This color really suits you," said the clerk, "It's like it was made for you."
Harry just nodded. When Ginny went back in to the dressing room to change out of the dress, Harry told the clerk to wrap it up. He thought Ginny deserved the dress for helping him out with all his clothes shopping today.
When Ginny emerged Harry was already at the counter paying for all the items. While the clerk was bagging up all the clothes, the clerk who helped Ginny with the dress came over with a large white box and handed it to Ginny. "What's this?" Ginny asked.
"Your dress." Said the clerk.
"But, I'm not getting the dress." Ginny answered.
"I already bought it Gin, think of it as my way of saying thank you for all your help." Harry smiled, "You do remember that we're supposed to have another dance this year?"
"Harry I didn't help you to get you to buy me something, and you don't have to."
"I know, but I wanted to. It is just perfect for you, so please let me do this."
"Alright Harry, but just this once. And only because I absolutely love it! Thanks Harry."
With all the shopping done they made their way from the store. "Harry, do you see that person over there holding the newspaper?" Ginny asked, "The one with the bubblegum pink hair sticking out?"
"Yeah, that looks familiar." Harry said as they started over to the person hiding behind the paper. "Tonks?" Harry asked.
"Wotcher Harry." The paper came down to reveal that they were right. "I was wondering if you'd spot me."
"It's kind of hard not to with the hair." Harry laughed.
"Only when I want to be seen." Tonks smirked back. "You get your clothes alright? I especially like the white boxers with the big dots on them. They reminded me of a muggle game we used to play. You know the one, right hand red, and left hand blue. Twister, I believe it's called."
Harry face became very red, not because he knew the game, but because Tonks must have seen his new underwear.
"Well I'd love to stay and chat, but I believe that Mrs. Fig is waiting for you at the door. I'll see you next time." And with a pop she was gone.
Harry and Ginny made their way to the front doors and found Mrs. Fig's car outside. They climbed in and drove back. They let Harry off at: #4 Private Drive, with all his packages. Harry requested that Ginny come over the next day.
The characters are not mine
Chapter 1- Time To Go Shopping
Harry woke up late, and it was the second day of the summer holidays. Harry had just finished his fifth year at Hogwarts. Last night he had laid a wake most of the night fighting the images of his godfather, Sirius Black. He was falling through the mysterious veil in the dept. of mysteries where they had their last encounter with one of the most feared wizards, Voldemort. Harry still didn't understand what really had happened to his godfather, everyone said he was dead. All that Harry knew was that he had just disappeared, and that he may never see him again, well except for his nightmares.
Harry still blamed himself for his godfather's death, he believed the images put into his head that Voldemort had put there, he couldn't believe that he was so stupid, and Sirius might still be alive. The main problem was by rushing off Sirius went after him and got killed to protect Harry. That's not to mention putting so many others in harms way and a few of his friends did end up getting hurt.
Harry searched his nightstand and found his glasses. He then looked at the clock and it was eleven o'clock almost time for lunch. Harry wasn't surprised that no one had woken him up, the Dursleys had been ignoring him since he had arrived, not that he minded, it was better than being yelled at. This was probably due to the warnings that Uncle Vernon had received by Lupin and Moody, when Uncle Vernon picked Harry up at the train station, about treating Harry well.
Harry rolled out of bed and pulled on some clothes. First, he noticed that his jeans were a bit short and that his shirt was like a second skin. He took off the shirt and looked down at the pile of clothes that were sitting on the floor. Those must be that latest of Dudley's hand-me-downs. The shirt was huge, but it would have to do for now. He wasn't going to attempt any of the pants, which were lying there, knowing full well that they'd still be short. Also, he knew there would be no way for him to keep them up. The ones he had on were big enough. The last couple of years Dudley didn't seem to get any taller, but defiantly got larger. Harry had noticed that he actually passed Dudley in height. It's time to go shopping Harry thought to himself, as he tied his shoes. Especially since he had nothing better to do today that's what he decided that he would do.
Harry went down stairs. He noticed that the house was quiet, so most likely everyone was out. Harry went into the kitchen and made himself a sandwich with a glass of lemonade, ate quickly, then ran back upstairs to get his money. Luckily, he had Reamus Lupin change some of his wizard gold into pounds so he would have money for the summer.
When Harry got upstairs he saw what looked like a fuzzy bludger zooming around the room."Pig" Harry shouted and caught the little owl and took the note from his leg. Harry unrolled the parchment and read.
Dear Harry, Since Mom and Dad are gone for a couple of days and Ron is helping the twins, they sent me to visit Mrs. Fig. I am bored so is there anyway that you could come over? If you're busy I'll understand. But I thought Id ask. Ginny
Harry thought that this was a little strange. Of course, he would love the company and she would probably be a good help to him picking out his new clothes. Girls are always better at that kind of thing.
Harry grabbed his money and headed out towards Mrs. Figs' house. When Harry arrived at the door he rang the bell. Mrs. Fig answered the door and gave him a big hug, which kind of surprised Harry.
"Oh, it's so good to see you my boy! I hope your doing well?" She said as she pulled him into the house. "I told Ginny that she should tell you to come over. I knew that you needed to get out of that house for at least for a couple of hours."
Harry was a little confused didn't Ginny want to see him? He thought they were friends. "Come in to the kitchen and have a cup of tea. Then you two can decide what you'd like to do." Mrs. Fig said as she led the way.
Ginny was sitting at the table sipping her tea the sunlight that was streaming in the window fell across her face making her hair shine with all the reds and gold's. She looked like an angel. Harry wondered why he had never noticed before, and how beautiful she really was. He couldn't help but look at her.
"Hi Harry. You ok?" She said when she noticed he was standing there in the doorway with his mouth hanging open.
"Uh I'm fine, how are you Ginny?" He stammered. Harry sat down and to have some tea. Mrs. Fig pushed a cup of tea in front of an empty chair and placed a plate of biscuits on the table.
Harry looked down and noticed he was still holding the little owl he had brought with him. "I brought Pig back to you," he said as he let Pig go. So that way Pig could fly back to his cage that was sitting on the counter.
"Thanks Harry," Ginny said as Harry sat down and started to sip his tea.
"So what would you kids like to do today? I need to run a couple of errands myself." Mrs. Fig said as she looked at each of them.
"I was planning on going shopping for some new clothes. I just can't really make due with Dudley's anymore." Harry said as he looked down towards his feet. When he sat down his pants had ridden up more than halfway to his knees.
"Oh, I think they are just fine," Ginny giggled, "they'll be perfect for the next flood." Harry smiled, "Very funny Gin."
"You know Harry, if you have things to do, I don't want to bother you." Ginny said as she looked down at her cup.
Harry looked confused, "You're not a bother Gin. I thought we were friends, and I hoped that you would go with me. I could sure use help with picking out clothes."
"Thanks Harry, I hoped that you thought of me as a friend, but I didn't know if you would want to spend time with me when Ron isn't here." Ginny beamed.
"Ron wouldn't be much help with shopping, so I'm glad that you're here and not him. Could you imagine what he would pick out for me? Everything would be orange!" Harry laughed.
Harry turned to Mrs. Fig, "Would it be all right for us to go shopping? I know it's a bit of a walk but I do need some clothes."
"Nonsense, Harry." Mrs. Fig scolded, "I can drive you there and do my errands. Then I can come back to pick you up. I know there will be someone trailing you, but I don't know whom it will be today. They are supposed to stay out of sight so you won't even know they're there. Well, if were to be going lets get a move on."
With that they all got up and went out to the car. Mrs. Fig drove Harry and Ginny dropping them off where most of the stores he would need were located, saying she would pick them up in a couple of hours, before she drove off.
"Harry what do you need?" Ginny asked as they looked around.
"Pretty much everything, but first I want to get a new pair of shoes." Harry said as he searched for a shoe store. "Lets try that one it says it has half off sale, whatever that means."
They made their way to the store and started looking around. There were little signs everywhere that said buy one get the second half off. Ginny read one of the signs, "I think it means that you only have to pay for half of the second pair of shoes when you buy two."
"Ok well that's nice. I can get a pair of trainers and then get a pair of loafers." Harry reasoned. After purchasing the shoes they headed to one of the big dept stores.
"How would you like to do this Harry?" Ginny asked.
"I don't know anything about shopping for clothes, so would you mind helping me out?"
"No problem. I love shopping! How about I just start picking and if you don't like something you just tell me Ok?"
"That sounds good." Harry said.
Ginny led him through the store grabbed a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, and led him to a dressing room. "First, we need to figure your size. Try these on." Ginny ordered. Harry went in and tried the shirt on first then he went to put the pants on, "Gin, I think the pants are a little too small."
"It was hard to tell with the baggy clothes you got on." She quickly went and got him a new pair. "When you're ready let me see if we got it right." Harry stepped out and Ginny gasped.
"What does it look bad?" Harry asked worriedly.
"Oh no Harry, but you just look so much different with clothes that actually fit. You look real good. I'll just go and get some more things for you." And with that she hurried off.
Ginny picked out several pairs of jeans, t-shirts, some button down shirts, a pair of black jeans that were a little more dressy, one really nice button down dark green shirt, and a sweat suit. When she was handing him the last of the items she asked, "So Harry, boxers or briefs?"
"WHAT?" Harry exclaimed.
"You said you needed everything." Ginny giggled.
"I don't know. I have always had white ones." Harry was glad that she couldn't see him blush.
"Tighty whities? You just aren't the type. We can do better than that." She quickly left to pick out some new underwear. Ginny picked out some colored briefs and boxers; in solids, striped plaid, and even polka doted. She turned to notice the next rack where there were silk boxers so she picked a few of them up as well. She started to giggle as she grabbed a pair of black ones with little red hearts on them, white ones that had red lips on them, another two black pair one with flames at the bottom, and the other with little pitch forks. She hurried back to the dressing room and Harry opened the door. Ginny pushed the items in his hands and told him to decide which ones he liked.
Harry was in the dressing room looking at all the items Ginny handed to him when he saw the silk one. His mouth dropped. "Ginny?"
"Yes Harry? "
"Do you really think some of these are appropriate?"
"Sure, why not? You just need to live a little." Ginny could hardly control her laughter.
"Ummm. well, ok." After a few minutes it was quiet.
"Is something wrong Harry?" Ginny broke through his thoughts.
Harry was trying to think of a way to get her back since she was obviously trying to embarrass him with her selection. He thought what would the marauders do in this case? He thought of showing himself in just his underwear and asking her what she thought, but he knew that would embarrass him more than it would her.
"I was just wondering whether these flames make me look fat. Can you come in and tell me what you think?" Harry was trying to keep his voice straight. "WHAT?" Ginny exclaimed.
"I was just kidding, but I do think these look pretty cool though." Harry laughed.
"I'm glad that you liked them." She giggled, "Here, you might like these as well. They're my favorite." She threw another pair at him over the door. They landed on his head. Harry reached up and grabbed them to give them a look. They were white silk with little green,
"FROGS! Gin?"
"I thought that they would bring out the color of your eyes!" Ginny doubled over with laughter.
Once they had rounded up all the things that Harry was buying they headed to the nearest checkout. Harry and Ginny passed by a display of formal dresses, one of which was a light green color with a form fitted bodice with an intriquite pattern of beads. Towards the edge that sparkled, the dress had spaghetti straps and an open back to the waist with the same pattern as on the front of the skirt. It was form fitted to about mid thigh, then flared out to the same bead work at the hem. The dress came with a matching wrap to drape over the shoulders.
"Oh Harry, isn't it beautiful?" Ginny said pointing to the dress.
"Yeah that would look really good on you. You should try it on." Harry replied. Ginny shook her head.
"Oh come on, girls like trying on clothes." Harry insisted.
"Well, ok." Ginny said as a sales clerk came over.
"Follow me." said the clerk as she went towards the women's dressing room "I'll bring it to you in your size." Ginny was ushered in to the dressing room by the women. Harry waited in a chair by the big set of mirrors.
"WOW!" exclaimed Harry a few minutes later when Ginny emerged. "Ginny you look great."
"Do you really think so? I feel like a princess."
"Yes! This color really suits you," said the clerk, "It's like it was made for you."
Harry just nodded. When Ginny went back in to the dressing room to change out of the dress, Harry told the clerk to wrap it up. He thought Ginny deserved the dress for helping him out with all his clothes shopping today.
When Ginny emerged Harry was already at the counter paying for all the items. While the clerk was bagging up all the clothes, the clerk who helped Ginny with the dress came over with a large white box and handed it to Ginny. "What's this?" Ginny asked.
"Your dress." Said the clerk.
"But, I'm not getting the dress." Ginny answered.
"I already bought it Gin, think of it as my way of saying thank you for all your help." Harry smiled, "You do remember that we're supposed to have another dance this year?"
"Harry I didn't help you to get you to buy me something, and you don't have to."
"I know, but I wanted to. It is just perfect for you, so please let me do this."
"Alright Harry, but just this once. And only because I absolutely love it! Thanks Harry."
With all the shopping done they made their way from the store. "Harry, do you see that person over there holding the newspaper?" Ginny asked, "The one with the bubblegum pink hair sticking out?"
"Yeah, that looks familiar." Harry said as they started over to the person hiding behind the paper. "Tonks?" Harry asked.
"Wotcher Harry." The paper came down to reveal that they were right. "I was wondering if you'd spot me."
"It's kind of hard not to with the hair." Harry laughed.
"Only when I want to be seen." Tonks smirked back. "You get your clothes alright? I especially like the white boxers with the big dots on them. They reminded me of a muggle game we used to play. You know the one, right hand red, and left hand blue. Twister, I believe it's called."
Harry face became very red, not because he knew the game, but because Tonks must have seen his new underwear.
"Well I'd love to stay and chat, but I believe that Mrs. Fig is waiting for you at the door. I'll see you next time." And with a pop she was gone.
Harry and Ginny made their way to the front doors and found Mrs. Fig's car outside. They climbed in and drove back. They let Harry off at: #4 Private Drive, with all his packages. Harry requested that Ginny come over the next day.