"Okay ", Said Harry, looking around the room at Ron, Hermione, and
Christian, who were all lounging around in Ron's bedroom. "Here's what
happened."Harry sighed and told Ron and Christian about his Aunt Petuina
had dissapeared. "So that's what dad was talking about" Ron said
smuggly."But what would they want with your aunt Harry?" Hermione
questioned Harry."I mean she's a muggle......Hmmmmmmmmm maybe your aunt is
hiding something Harry ''.
Christian, who hadn't taken his eyes off Hermione the entire time they had been in Ron's bedroom, said" Hey Hermione do you know how to play quidditch? Maybe we could go outside and I could teach you.What do you say, you foxy little lady" .
In unison ,Harry ,Ron and, Hermione each cocked an eyebrow at him. " Excuse me?'' said Hermione. ''No one who wants to spend any amount of time with me calls me a foxy little lady". "Well what do you want me to call you?" said Christian dramatically. "Welllllllllllllll Hermione or 'Mione would be fine but not foxy little lady, please!" Hermione bellowed at Christian. ''Well then, HERMIONE, would you like me to teach you how to play quidditch outside?'' Christian questioned. '' Well okay, if you insist." She answered polietly.
As they were walking out of the room, Hermione leaned over to Ron and said "Wow! Ron, your cousin's so sweet and you never offered to help me learn to play quidditch before, I've always wanted to." And with that she walked out the door with Christian.
"Actually," said Ron, looking at his knee, "I did. She just didn't want to learn. He's just a suck up anyway. Always trying to be the best at everything!"
"Well," said Harry, "He seemed pretty cool to me."
"Whatever." said Ron, "I'm going to go throw sharp objects at the ghoul in the attic. It's how I get my anger out. By hurling things at the one person in our house who can't feel anything. Well, actually the ghouls not really a person, just bloody annoying in the middle of the night when you're trying to sleep and he's howling at the top of his lungs......."
"Wait!" said Harry, "Why don't we just go outside and play quiditch with Christian and Hermoine?"
"Nah!" said Ron who was already on his way to the attic.
"Wow Christian" Hermione told Christian as they were putting their brooms away, "You're a really good player, I'm glad you taught me how to play!"
"Well, you're actually pretty good yourself. I think you would be what we call a "natural"." Christian replied, trying his hardest to put a charming smile on his face. "Hey, we still have a while before supper, do you wanna go on a walk? There's a nice trail over there."
"Yeah," Hermione replied, "I'd like that."
Christian, who hadn't taken his eyes off Hermione the entire time they had been in Ron's bedroom, said" Hey Hermione do you know how to play quidditch? Maybe we could go outside and I could teach you.What do you say, you foxy little lady" .
In unison ,Harry ,Ron and, Hermione each cocked an eyebrow at him. " Excuse me?'' said Hermione. ''No one who wants to spend any amount of time with me calls me a foxy little lady". "Well what do you want me to call you?" said Christian dramatically. "Welllllllllllllll Hermione or 'Mione would be fine but not foxy little lady, please!" Hermione bellowed at Christian. ''Well then, HERMIONE, would you like me to teach you how to play quidditch outside?'' Christian questioned. '' Well okay, if you insist." She answered polietly.
As they were walking out of the room, Hermione leaned over to Ron and said "Wow! Ron, your cousin's so sweet and you never offered to help me learn to play quidditch before, I've always wanted to." And with that she walked out the door with Christian.
"Actually," said Ron, looking at his knee, "I did. She just didn't want to learn. He's just a suck up anyway. Always trying to be the best at everything!"
"Well," said Harry, "He seemed pretty cool to me."
"Whatever." said Ron, "I'm going to go throw sharp objects at the ghoul in the attic. It's how I get my anger out. By hurling things at the one person in our house who can't feel anything. Well, actually the ghouls not really a person, just bloody annoying in the middle of the night when you're trying to sleep and he's howling at the top of his lungs......."
"Wait!" said Harry, "Why don't we just go outside and play quiditch with Christian and Hermoine?"
"Nah!" said Ron who was already on his way to the attic.
"Wow Christian" Hermione told Christian as they were putting their brooms away, "You're a really good player, I'm glad you taught me how to play!"
"Well, you're actually pretty good yourself. I think you would be what we call a "natural"." Christian replied, trying his hardest to put a charming smile on his face. "Hey, we still have a while before supper, do you wanna go on a walk? There's a nice trail over there."
"Yeah," Hermione replied, "I'd like that."