A/N: Please REVIEW! Again, I worked hard on this, and I'd like to get advice! Thanks!
Suddenly Lizzie and Hermione burst out of the bathroom. "Hey, since
school's out do you guys wanna come to my house and hang out for a
while?" "Sure Liz!" Hermione said happily. "Wow. You guys were in the
bathroom for fifteen minutes and you're already on nickname basis!"
Ron exclaimed. "Wait a minute, Lizzie is a nickname already, so Liz
must be a nick-nickname!" Harry joked. The three boys doubled up
laughing. Hermione and Lizzie rolled their eyes together. "Boys are so
immature," they agreed.
The gang (now including Lizzie and Gordo) walked on the sidewalk
together back to Lizzie's house. Soon they reached the door. "Now you
guys, I have to warn you. My little brother Matt is absolutely..."
Lizzie swung open the front door. There was Matt, with a huge water
gun in his hand. He squirted all the kids to death. "...crazy," Lizzie
finished, her soaking blonde hair sagging all over her face. Hermione
grinned at Matt and squeezed his cheeks. "Aw, you're so cute! Yes you
are! Yes you are!" Hermione cooed. "Ack! Girls! Yuck! Help!" Matt
screamed as he ran off to his room. Lizzie and Hermione laughed and
slapped each other a high-five. The kids walked in.
"Hey Hermione and Ron, I wanna meet you back here," Harry said. "OK,"
they said. "We'll just be a sec, Liz," Hermione said. "Hey! You just
called her by her nick-nickname again!" Gordo said. The boys guffawed.
"Come on guys," Harry said as he ducked behind the sofa.
"Guys, should we tell them about, you know, magic and Hogwarts and
stuff?" Harry asked. "Oh absolutely!" Ron said. "Yeah! They're our
friends now!" "Hermione, we've known them for an hour," Harry said.
"So?" "OK, OK, we'll tell them."
The two wizards (and the witch) stood up. "Guys, we have to tell you
something," Hermione said. "What?" Gordo asked. "Well, we're getting
to it!" Ron said. "OK, let me start it off. Do you two believe in
magic?" Harry asked.
Gordo immediately shook his head. "Nah. Just a bunch of hocus pocus.
There's no such thing," he said. The three magic folk turned to
Lizzie. Her eyes sparkled.
"Oh, of course I believe in magic!" she cried. "You do?" Hermione
asked, surprised. "Not in witches and wizards and magic wands and
stuff. But yes, yes, yes, I do believe!" Lizzie said. "Then what magic
do you believe in?" Harry asked. Lizzie's eyes twinkled. "The magic of
romance. The magic of holding a boy's hand for the first time. The
magic of your first kiss. The magic of your first date. The magic of
falling in love for the first time. The magic of LOVE!" Lizzie said
dreamily. Then, right then and there, Ron puked all over the floor.
Lizzie called her mom from the kitchen, and she mopped it up. Then Ron
was cleaned up and wrapped up in a blanket. He laid on the couch. "Oh
my poor darling!" Lizzie said, ruffling his hair. "You must have been
overcome with a sudden fever! Oh you, poor, poor thing!" she said. Ron mumbled
something inaudible.
Lizzie stood up from the couch. "Now, where was I? Oh yes, the magic
of LOVE!" Ron barfed again.
Suddenly Lizzie and Hermione burst out of the bathroom. "Hey, since
school's out do you guys wanna come to my house and hang out for a
while?" "Sure Liz!" Hermione said happily. "Wow. You guys were in the
bathroom for fifteen minutes and you're already on nickname basis!"
Ron exclaimed. "Wait a minute, Lizzie is a nickname already, so Liz
must be a nick-nickname!" Harry joked. The three boys doubled up
laughing. Hermione and Lizzie rolled their eyes together. "Boys are so
immature," they agreed.
The gang (now including Lizzie and Gordo) walked on the sidewalk
together back to Lizzie's house. Soon they reached the door. "Now you
guys, I have to warn you. My little brother Matt is absolutely..."
Lizzie swung open the front door. There was Matt, with a huge water
gun in his hand. He squirted all the kids to death. "...crazy," Lizzie
finished, her soaking blonde hair sagging all over her face. Hermione
grinned at Matt and squeezed his cheeks. "Aw, you're so cute! Yes you
are! Yes you are!" Hermione cooed. "Ack! Girls! Yuck! Help!" Matt
screamed as he ran off to his room. Lizzie and Hermione laughed and
slapped each other a high-five. The kids walked in.
"Hey Hermione and Ron, I wanna meet you back here," Harry said. "OK,"
they said. "We'll just be a sec, Liz," Hermione said. "Hey! You just
called her by her nick-nickname again!" Gordo said. The boys guffawed.
"Come on guys," Harry said as he ducked behind the sofa.
"Guys, should we tell them about, you know, magic and Hogwarts and
stuff?" Harry asked. "Oh absolutely!" Ron said. "Yeah! They're our
friends now!" "Hermione, we've known them for an hour," Harry said.
"So?" "OK, OK, we'll tell them."
The two wizards (and the witch) stood up. "Guys, we have to tell you
something," Hermione said. "What?" Gordo asked. "Well, we're getting
to it!" Ron said. "OK, let me start it off. Do you two believe in
magic?" Harry asked.
Gordo immediately shook his head. "Nah. Just a bunch of hocus pocus.
There's no such thing," he said. The three magic folk turned to
Lizzie. Her eyes sparkled.
"Oh, of course I believe in magic!" she cried. "You do?" Hermione
asked, surprised. "Not in witches and wizards and magic wands and
stuff. But yes, yes, yes, I do believe!" Lizzie said. "Then what magic
do you believe in?" Harry asked. Lizzie's eyes twinkled. "The magic of
romance. The magic of holding a boy's hand for the first time. The
magic of your first kiss. The magic of your first date. The magic of
falling in love for the first time. The magic of LOVE!" Lizzie said
dreamily. Then, right then and there, Ron puked all over the floor.
Lizzie called her mom from the kitchen, and she mopped it up. Then Ron
was cleaned up and wrapped up in a blanket. He laid on the couch. "Oh
my poor darling!" Lizzie said, ruffling his hair. "You must have been
overcome with a sudden fever! Oh you, poor, poor thing!" she said. Ron mumbled
something inaudible.
Lizzie stood up from the couch. "Now, where was I? Oh yes, the magic
of LOVE!" Ron barfed again.