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"Two beers!" Grandyliff yelled at the bar tender, from our small table in the corner. "Now, Ron…what we need to talk bout?" Grandyliff asked after gulping down some of his beer. Ron took a gulp, of his, he could feel the strong burning sensation in his throat, and breathed out heavily. Wow, this stuff had a kick in it. He'd never drank one before, his brother's were very protective over him, his mom wouldn't let him, even Fred and George had never really drunk around him. Overall he thought it was pretty good though.
"Well..." Ron said. "This Malfoy guy. I know him. His name is Lucius Malfoy, and he is a deatheater, and really dedicated follower of the dark lord. I haven't heard about this other guy, Gasper. And I have never heard of Pinkerton? Have you?"
"Gasper…Gasper…de name sounds real familiar. Dat's fer sher. Aye yes. Gasper, ee was one a dem fellers visitin de shop, 'for Charlie disappeard. And Pinkerton must ev been dat new mansion built a few years back dat day was talkin bout, up North. Ay, yes…"
"I guess that means that this whole dragon thing has been going on for a while. Did you suspect anything before Charlie disappeared? Or was it just after?"
"Well…some folkses were comin down to de shop quiet a bit moren' usual. An, course I knowed bout this whole Voldymort war thing, dat's been goin on, and bouts it spreading to ere. So ya…I guess…" Grandyliff said staring off into space before chugging down some more beer.
"Umm…how do you think we should go about getting Charlie back though? We are going to have to find out where they're keeping him, and where the dragon herd they are starting to form is. The Order is trying really hard but so far they haven't been able to get anyone undercover yet. Everyone in the Order is to recognized. We need a new strategy." Ron said thinking, and taking a little gulp of his beer. Both sat in silence for a while, drinking their beers and having them refilled.
"Wellz, I thinks fer now, we be best goin ter Dumbledore, and Miss. Tonks. Miss. Tonks must now somethin bout it, she's bin livin wi Charlie fer quiet a while now. I'm sure if Charlie knowed anythin he would da told er. De was real close."
Ron hadn't known this. He'd never really known how close Tonks and Charlie were. I mean, they hung out together a lot and all, but no more and no different then any other members of the Order with each other. 'I guess when your out here where you don't know anyone you just become to get closer.' Thought Ron.
"We'ze better be goin den. If we'ze gonna talk to Miss. Tonks tonight," Grandyliff finished. Ron looked greedily at his beer, and chugged the whole thing, which had just been refilled by the waiter. Standing up, Ron attempted to make his way to the door, but stumbled, and fell over his chair.
"Woah, son, easy der. I think ye drank a lil too much aye?" Grandyliff said to Ron, letting him lean on his shoulder for balance.
"No, I'm fine, just a little woozy's all. I'm sure it'll go away," Ron said, blinking hard and trying to focus. He just couldn't understand why everything was getting so bleary. Luckily, they were on the edge of town. Ron staggered over to the bush, he really wasn't feeling that well. Wow his head was just going crazy. Retching, he felt his dinner come up, and soon after the world went black.
Hermione's POV
"Come on Hermione, hurry up!" Ginny called out to her from ahead of her. They were walking through the streets of Hogsmead for outfits for the Halloween Ball.
"I'm coming Ginny!" Hermione yelled back. She truly wasn't in the mood for shopping, all she needed was a big book, and cushy chair, and Ron safe by her side. She hadn't received any notice of him since her first letter, and got more and more worried as the days passed by, fearing the worst.
"Oh my Gosh!!! Hermione!!! Look at that dress! That would look great on you!!!" Ginny yelled pointing to a red shimmering tube-top dress. It was covered in sequence and was layered at the bottom.
"I don't know Ginny…" Hermione said. Gazing up at the dress.
"Come on, you just HAVE to try it on!" Ginny said, grabbing her hand and pulling her into the store.
Hermione followed along obediently, gazing around distractedly, all the while wondering why she had agreed to go in the first place. Why on earth did Harry have to pull the guilt trip on her? Ginny refilled through the dresses finally finding just her size. And shooed Hermione into the dressing room
Hermione closed the curtain to the small rectangular dressing room. And gazed at the dress once more. It really did look kind of pretty. Why not? I'll try it on. What's the harm? Might as well. Hermione thought as she slipped the dress on. Finally after she had pulled up the zipper- a nasty trick to do by herself- she looked at her image in the mirror.
The dress seemed to fit her curves perfectly, and the little layers in the front, looked charming. Slowly she spun around a little, the back looked fine too, she thought as she turned to face herself in the front once more. Then all the sudden she had a picture in her mind, of her walking down the steps to the Great Hall, with Ron holding her arm, and whispering in her ear. Him wearing a tux, and her wearing the dress. She closed her eyes, letting her day dreams over take her. She smiled, as Ron told her a joke, and slid his arm around her sholders, asking her to dance.
"Hermione, how's it going in there?! Come on! Let me see it!" Ginny yelled from outside the dressing room, dragging Hermione out of her thoughts. Grinning from her dreams, Hermione turned and opened the curtain.
Ginny gasped, "OMG! Hermione that looks so beautiful. Ron would love it. If only he were here instead of in-" Ginny cut herself off. Hermione gave her a look. Did she really know where Ron was, or did she accidentally forget he was supposed to be dead? "I mean…I'm sure it'll be great for the ball," Ginny said throwing on a fake smile. Oh, she must not know…Hermione thought. How could Ron not tell his own sister though? Probably to try and protect her. After all, she was quiet a bit younger, Hermione thought, looking critically at Ginny.
"Ya, I think I might actually get it," Hermione said checking the price tag. She was shocked to see that it was on sale. Walking up to the cash register, she pulled out her money, and payed for it. Lost in her happiness, she didn't hear Ginny's sigh behind her, boy that had been a close one, one more slip like that and she could give away Ron's whole mission to Hermione, she would have to be extra careful, Ginny thought.