Disclaimer: I don't Harry Potter, or the Newsies. Harry Potter belongs to
JK Rowling, and Newsies belongs to Disney. Which is sad, I wish I owned at
least one of them...
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The next morning dawned bright and early... literally. Kloppman came around, waking them all up, and Harry woke with a start, at first confused as to why he wasn't in his room at school. But then he remembered. He felt Ron sit up next to him and yawn.
"Ya ready for yer first day of sellin'?" Jack asked on his way to the bathroom.
Ron groaned. "What time is it?"
"Too early." Harry answered. "But come on, don't want to be late-"
"Where's Hermione?" Ron asked, looking around. "Think she's up yet?"
Harry shrugged and followed the rest of the boys to the bathroom. "We'll find her later, let's go."
Ron got up and followed him, walking past the room where, though he didn't know it, Hermione was just waking up. She, too, wasn't sure where she was at first, but then she groaned. Now she had to act like a boy... She got out of bed and got dressed, and then opened the sick room door and headed for the bathroom like the rest.
"Heya, England, had a good sleep?" one of the boys asked her. She couldn't remember which one he was, but she nodded, and was very pleased to find both Harry and Ron in the bathroom.
"There you are. Took you long enough to get up." Ron said, turning towards her.
"Heya Potter, Carrot! Here." Jack handed them each a shirt, a pair of pants, and a pair of suspenders. "I think the pants'll be big for ya, so ya gotta wear da suspenders."
Harry nodded as he took his clothes.
"And here, dese are for you." He handed Hermione a shirt, a pair of pants that looked bigger, if possible, than the other two's, a pair of suspenders, and a light brown cabby hat. "You need ta wear big pants, oddah wise they'll see you're a girl. And make sure ya get all your hair in da hat."
Hermione nodded, and Jack left them alone.
Ron was grinning. "Other wise they'll see you're a girl? What's that supposed to mean?"
Hermione frowned. "They said the newspaper doesn't let girls sell, so I'll have to pretend I'm a boy." Ron laughed, and Harry couldn't help but grin. "Don't just stand there, we need to change!" She turned around sharply and headed for one of the stalls to change into her 'new' clothes. The two boys followed, Ron sniggering all the way.
"I can't wait to see Hermione as a boy!" Ron whispered to Harry. He headed into his own stall, as did Harry and Hermione.
Harry locked it behind him and held up his pants. 'These are worse than Dudley's old clothes', he thought. He shrugged and slipped them on, and realized Jack was right- he would need the suspenders. He grabbed his shirt, put it on and buttoned it up, and then tried to put his suspenders on, but couldn't. He just couldn't clip them onto the back... "Hey, Ron." Harry said, hoping that he was in the stall next to him.
"Yeah?" Ron asked. He, too, was having trouble putting his suspenders on.
"I can't clip the suspenders in the back..." Harry started.
"Neither can I." Ron said. "Come, I'll do it for you, and then you clip mine, alright?"
Harry unlocked his stall again and came out to see Ron standing in clothes that were too big for him instead of his usual too small clothes. They clipped each others suspenders onto their pants, and the two of them headed over to a mirror to see just how bad they looked.
"I don't look that bad..." Ron said, staring at his reflection. His black pants, though big, didn't look bad, and his green shirt fit him really well. But he got lucky, getting the black suspenders.
Harry, too, looked at his reflection, and frowned. The brown pants looked fine, and the blue shirt... but the purple suspenders!
"Don't worry, mate, nobody's matching." Ron said happily.
Harry laughed. "You are."
"Well, that's me. Now Hermione, are you going to come out and show us your clothes?" Ron asked.
"No." Hermione said, still in the stall.
"You need to come out sometime." Harry said. "Might as well come out now."
"Yeah, no Moaning Murtle to laugh at you this time..." Ron said, grinning. He was remembering the time, in their second year at Hogwarts, when the Harry and Ron turned into Crabbe and Goyle, and Hermione, due to getting the wrong hair, turned into a cat. At the time, they were in Moaning Murtle's bathroom.
"That's not funny, Ron." Hermione said.
"Hey, where's yer girlfriend?" Racetrack asked as he spotted Ron and Harry in their new clothes.
"She won't come out." Ron said, pointing to the closed stall door.
The door opened and Hermione came walking out, wearing her brown pants, yellow, green, and white plaid shirt, black suspenders, and her hair twisted up into the light brown cabby hat.
"Ya look good." Race said, nodding his approval. "Dey'll never be able ta tell you're a girl."
Hermione smiled slightly. "Thanks... I guess."
"Let's go! Carryin' da banner!!" Jack shouted out, and all the newsies shouted "Carryin' da banner!" back to him.
Hermione held back a little to look at her self in the mirror. "My clothes are so big!"
"You look fine, Hermione. Our clothes are big, too." Harry said, trying to comfort her.
"Now, Hermione, you'll probably have to talk in a deeper voice... don't want to sound like your voice is changing, do you?" Ron asked, grinning.
"Ron, how many times do I have to tell you, this isn't funny!" Hermione said.
"Oh, come on, Hermione!" Ron said.
"You're only happy because we're missing Double Potions." Hermione argued.
"I am not! Though it is good... Stop being in a bad mood! You're just worried about your grades dropping." Ron argued back.
"I don't think we should be missing anything. Its O.W.L. year, everything we learn is important." Hermione persisted.
"Who cares? Fred and George only got three O.W.L.s, I'm bound to get more."
"Oh, don't go saying you're better than Fred and George! There's no reason to bring them into this!"
"So now you're saying I'm stupid?" Ron shouted.
Serveral of the newsies looked back at them. As they were fighting, they had walked out onto the streets of New York City, heading for the Distribution Center.
Harry sighed. "Stop bickering, you two! That's all you've been doing lately."
"She started it." Ron said.
Harry interrupted before Hermione could say anything. "Doesn't matter, just stop. We don't want to attract too much attention to us, not until we figure out how we got here."
Hermione sighed. "Harry's right, you know. I guess I'll live with being a boy for a few days."
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So, yes, sorry about the boringness of this, I was gonna have them sell in this chapter, but I really don't want to make these long chapters. So here ya go, I'll try and update again soon!! Have a great day!!
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The next morning dawned bright and early... literally. Kloppman came around, waking them all up, and Harry woke with a start, at first confused as to why he wasn't in his room at school. But then he remembered. He felt Ron sit up next to him and yawn.
"Ya ready for yer first day of sellin'?" Jack asked on his way to the bathroom.
Ron groaned. "What time is it?"
"Too early." Harry answered. "But come on, don't want to be late-"
"Where's Hermione?" Ron asked, looking around. "Think she's up yet?"
Harry shrugged and followed the rest of the boys to the bathroom. "We'll find her later, let's go."
Ron got up and followed him, walking past the room where, though he didn't know it, Hermione was just waking up. She, too, wasn't sure where she was at first, but then she groaned. Now she had to act like a boy... She got out of bed and got dressed, and then opened the sick room door and headed for the bathroom like the rest.
"Heya, England, had a good sleep?" one of the boys asked her. She couldn't remember which one he was, but she nodded, and was very pleased to find both Harry and Ron in the bathroom.
"There you are. Took you long enough to get up." Ron said, turning towards her.
"Heya Potter, Carrot! Here." Jack handed them each a shirt, a pair of pants, and a pair of suspenders. "I think the pants'll be big for ya, so ya gotta wear da suspenders."
Harry nodded as he took his clothes.
"And here, dese are for you." He handed Hermione a shirt, a pair of pants that looked bigger, if possible, than the other two's, a pair of suspenders, and a light brown cabby hat. "You need ta wear big pants, oddah wise they'll see you're a girl. And make sure ya get all your hair in da hat."
Hermione nodded, and Jack left them alone.
Ron was grinning. "Other wise they'll see you're a girl? What's that supposed to mean?"
Hermione frowned. "They said the newspaper doesn't let girls sell, so I'll have to pretend I'm a boy." Ron laughed, and Harry couldn't help but grin. "Don't just stand there, we need to change!" She turned around sharply and headed for one of the stalls to change into her 'new' clothes. The two boys followed, Ron sniggering all the way.
"I can't wait to see Hermione as a boy!" Ron whispered to Harry. He headed into his own stall, as did Harry and Hermione.
Harry locked it behind him and held up his pants. 'These are worse than Dudley's old clothes', he thought. He shrugged and slipped them on, and realized Jack was right- he would need the suspenders. He grabbed his shirt, put it on and buttoned it up, and then tried to put his suspenders on, but couldn't. He just couldn't clip them onto the back... "Hey, Ron." Harry said, hoping that he was in the stall next to him.
"Yeah?" Ron asked. He, too, was having trouble putting his suspenders on.
"I can't clip the suspenders in the back..." Harry started.
"Neither can I." Ron said. "Come, I'll do it for you, and then you clip mine, alright?"
Harry unlocked his stall again and came out to see Ron standing in clothes that were too big for him instead of his usual too small clothes. They clipped each others suspenders onto their pants, and the two of them headed over to a mirror to see just how bad they looked.
"I don't look that bad..." Ron said, staring at his reflection. His black pants, though big, didn't look bad, and his green shirt fit him really well. But he got lucky, getting the black suspenders.
Harry, too, looked at his reflection, and frowned. The brown pants looked fine, and the blue shirt... but the purple suspenders!
"Don't worry, mate, nobody's matching." Ron said happily.
Harry laughed. "You are."
"Well, that's me. Now Hermione, are you going to come out and show us your clothes?" Ron asked.
"No." Hermione said, still in the stall.
"You need to come out sometime." Harry said. "Might as well come out now."
"Yeah, no Moaning Murtle to laugh at you this time..." Ron said, grinning. He was remembering the time, in their second year at Hogwarts, when the Harry and Ron turned into Crabbe and Goyle, and Hermione, due to getting the wrong hair, turned into a cat. At the time, they were in Moaning Murtle's bathroom.
"That's not funny, Ron." Hermione said.
"Hey, where's yer girlfriend?" Racetrack asked as he spotted Ron and Harry in their new clothes.
"She won't come out." Ron said, pointing to the closed stall door.
The door opened and Hermione came walking out, wearing her brown pants, yellow, green, and white plaid shirt, black suspenders, and her hair twisted up into the light brown cabby hat.
"Ya look good." Race said, nodding his approval. "Dey'll never be able ta tell you're a girl."
Hermione smiled slightly. "Thanks... I guess."
"Let's go! Carryin' da banner!!" Jack shouted out, and all the newsies shouted "Carryin' da banner!" back to him.
Hermione held back a little to look at her self in the mirror. "My clothes are so big!"
"You look fine, Hermione. Our clothes are big, too." Harry said, trying to comfort her.
"Now, Hermione, you'll probably have to talk in a deeper voice... don't want to sound like your voice is changing, do you?" Ron asked, grinning.
"Ron, how many times do I have to tell you, this isn't funny!" Hermione said.
"Oh, come on, Hermione!" Ron said.
"You're only happy because we're missing Double Potions." Hermione argued.
"I am not! Though it is good... Stop being in a bad mood! You're just worried about your grades dropping." Ron argued back.
"I don't think we should be missing anything. Its O.W.L. year, everything we learn is important." Hermione persisted.
"Who cares? Fred and George only got three O.W.L.s, I'm bound to get more."
"Oh, don't go saying you're better than Fred and George! There's no reason to bring them into this!"
"So now you're saying I'm stupid?" Ron shouted.
Serveral of the newsies looked back at them. As they were fighting, they had walked out onto the streets of New York City, heading for the Distribution Center.
Harry sighed. "Stop bickering, you two! That's all you've been doing lately."
"She started it." Ron said.
Harry interrupted before Hermione could say anything. "Doesn't matter, just stop. We don't want to attract too much attention to us, not until we figure out how we got here."
Hermione sighed. "Harry's right, you know. I guess I'll live with being a boy for a few days."
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So, yes, sorry about the boringness of this, I was gonna have them sell in this chapter, but I really don't want to make these long chapters. So here ya go, I'll try and update again soon!! Have a great day!!