Chapter 2: Cupid Charm and David-Michael

When the three friends finished their shopping in Diagon Alley, they went into non-nessescity stores. The first shop they went into was Honeydukes. They all bought chocolate frogs and quills you can suck on (Ron's favourite) and Bertie Bott's every flavoured beans. Then they went to a new robe shop called Sir Rabulusie's Shop and looked around for dress robes, thinking there might be another dance this year. Harry bought both himself and Ron black tuxes and Hermione was still looking around at dresses. Finally Ron and Harry heard her gasp and then she ran into the dressing room. When she came out she was wearing a one strapped black dress that went down to her ankles and had a high slit on the left side. When she twirled around the end flared.

"It's perfect!" She said examining herself. "Hmm..." She walked over to a rack and took a sheer red shall off of it. Sliding it around her neck she whispered,

"Of course!"

"You look really good." Harry said.

"Yeah Hermione, I could have never imagined..." Ron trailed off. Hermione smiled brilliantly. Then a thought struck Harry's mind as fast as a lightning bolt with an engine.

"Hermione!" he almost yelled. "Happy Birthday!" He put his bags on the store floor and gave Hermione a hug. Ron's eyes widened.

"Oh yeah..." He said, his ears reddening. Then he too hugged Hermione. She looked surprised as though she just remembered too.

"What's wrong?" Ron asked, his ears returning to their original colour.

"Six years ago today..." she paused and took a large gulp of air, "My twin brother, David-Michael died." It seemed she wresteled the words out. A few silent tears dropped slowly out of her big brown eyes.

"Your who?" Ron said astonished.

"My twin brother. He wasn't a wizard, but he was an amazing football player." Hermione said, with what seemed more ease. A small smile appeared on her face.

"Football? What's that? Sorry never mind..." Harry asked lowering his eyebrows.

"No, it's quite alright..." Hermione started, but Ron cut in.

"Oh! I know! Dad researched this! Do you mind if I explain Hermione?" Hermione shook her head. "Excellent, ok, theres all these players with funny names like, line back, wide receiver, running back, quarterback, and stuff. The 'quarterback' tries to get the ball which is in this weird shape, sorta like Cho's eyes, then he brings it to beyond this point, which is called the endzone, and then it's called a touchdown. And every touch down is 6 points. Then after every touchdown, the team who scored it gets a chance to kick the ball into the "goal post" which is like a eh shape,(he made the shape with his hands), and that's 1 point." After this Ron took a big breath and smiled.

"Right!" Hermione said, much more cheerful than before. "David was the second best quarterback in the state."

"That sounds fun." Harry said.

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"ALL ABOARD, COMIN' ABOARD!!!" A roaring voice echoed through the whole train station. Hargrid was standing, his head high above everyone else, beckoning the children without a clue what to do onto the train. Harry, Hermione, and Ron slipped on to the train, squeezing tightly through 7th years blocking the entrance. They found an emty compartment and sat in it.

"I'm not sitting with the prefects!" Ron refused. Hermione glanced at him funny, but herself got up and said,

"I'll be back shortly." Harry shrugged and watched Ron shuffle through his trunk. He took out his schoolbag and took out a clean piece of parchment and a quarter of a quill. Harry said,

"Uhh Ron. What's that?" Ron smiled and slipped his 14' wand and pointed it at the quill.

"Quilleh Enafolde" he said. Before Harry's eyes, the quill grew from both ends finishing off with a bit of pointed metal.

"Accio Ink!" Ron said. Ink instantly appeared beside him. He dipped the magic quill in it and began to write. After about 10 minutes Ron put down his quill and said, "Done!" Hermione appeared about 5 seconds after.

"Hi!"

"Hey Hermione."

"Hey whatcha got there Ron?"

"A letter to Jessie."

"Oh. Of course." Hermione looked rather hurt.

Ron held his letter to his face and read, "Dear Jessie,"

"Oh no, no, no!" Hemione said, fishing through her pockets for her wand. When she found it, she whispered,

"Lettaro Voicia" Then the letter began to grow lips. It looked somewhat like a howler, but when it started to speak, Ron's voice came out. At this he slid back in his seat, away from the floating parchment.

Dear Jessie,

I'm on my way to Hogwarts. Do you want to meet up with me at the Three Broomsticks the next Hosmeade weekend? It's kinda sad, I've known you for 5 minutes and I already love you. Just like magic. Oh wait thats dumb sorry. Sincerely,

Ronnie

"Ronnie?" Hermione asked.

Ron shrugged.

"Atleast I perform a good Cupid Charm." said Ron turning his head and pointing to the unopened door of the compartment next to them. Cho Chang and Roger Davies were kissing eachother as though they were married for 10 years. Then Harry looked at Cho's ring finger of her left hand that was layed upon Roger's cheek and saw a gold ring with a large diamond in the center.

"Ron, they got married!" Hermione said before Harry could.

Ron smiled. "I told you."

"Why them?" Harry asked.

"Well I didn't mean to hit them. I meant to hit Jessie. I got her the 2nd time though..."

"RONALD WEASLEY!"