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Dr. Hoo-ha left, and Gordo was rushed to the emergency room. Ron wanted to go with Gordo to see what Muggle medical facilities were like (and to get away from wacko Lizzie). Hermione was in the bathroom crying her heart out because of what Lizzie said to her. Matt was in the kitchen getting a serious lecture from his parents.
Lizzie smiled at Harry. They were all alone in the hallway. "Harry sweetie, follow me," she whispered. Lizzie went up the stairs to the attic. Harry trailed behind her. Then she opened a trap door on the low ceiling. Harry saw three more steps. They went up.
Harry gasped. He was on the flat roof of Lizzie's house! "Harry, look up there at the sky," Lizzie murmured. It was a beautiful starry night. Stars twinkled and glowed in the black night sky. "See, Harry? This is magic to me," she said. "Lizzie, isn't this dangerous, being up here on the ROOF?!?" Harry asked worriedly. "No, as long as you're careful."
For about two minutes the two kids stood quietly. For some reason, it felt romantic to Harry. Suddenly Lizzie slipped her soft, soaked with aloe-lotion hand into Harry's sweaty palm. Harry hyperventilated. Lizzie beamed. He was actually holding hands with a girl who he didn't even like!
"Harry," Lizzie said softly. Harry turned around and looked at her. Lizzie threw her arms around him and pulled him close, maybe too close for comfort. Then she neared his face. Her lips rested on his and stayed there. Harry was kissing a girl!
Her lips felt cold and sticky. And it tasted like Strawberry-watermelon punch. It must be her lip gloss, thought Harry.
Suddenly Hermione burst through the trap door. "Harry!" Hermione screamed. Harry and Lizzie were yanked away from their smooch. "You! What are you doing here?" Lizzie snapped. Hermione whipped her duct-taped wand out of her pocket and waved it. "PLEASE WORK, STUPID WAND! Takus Locosho!" Hermione chanted. Harry and Hermione floated up. "Harry! Goodbye sweet darling! I'll miss you! And by the way, why the heck are you floating up like that?" Lizzie asked.
Harry and Hermione whirred through time again, hollering the whole way. Finally they landed with a crash back in the Gryffindor Common Room. "Finally that's over. We're lucky your wand worked," Harry heaved out. He was hyperventilating again. Hermione looked at her watch. "It's only a minute past the time we left," Hermione said. "Wait a minute."
Harry and Hermione gawked at each other. "WHERE'S RON?!?"
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Dr. Hoo-ha left, and Gordo was rushed to the emergency room. Ron wanted to go with Gordo to see what Muggle medical facilities were like (and to get away from wacko Lizzie). Hermione was in the bathroom crying her heart out because of what Lizzie said to her. Matt was in the kitchen getting a serious lecture from his parents.
Lizzie smiled at Harry. They were all alone in the hallway. "Harry sweetie, follow me," she whispered. Lizzie went up the stairs to the attic. Harry trailed behind her. Then she opened a trap door on the low ceiling. Harry saw three more steps. They went up.
Harry gasped. He was on the flat roof of Lizzie's house! "Harry, look up there at the sky," Lizzie murmured. It was a beautiful starry night. Stars twinkled and glowed in the black night sky. "See, Harry? This is magic to me," she said. "Lizzie, isn't this dangerous, being up here on the ROOF?!?" Harry asked worriedly. "No, as long as you're careful."
For about two minutes the two kids stood quietly. For some reason, it felt romantic to Harry. Suddenly Lizzie slipped her soft, soaked with aloe-lotion hand into Harry's sweaty palm. Harry hyperventilated. Lizzie beamed. He was actually holding hands with a girl who he didn't even like!
"Harry," Lizzie said softly. Harry turned around and looked at her. Lizzie threw her arms around him and pulled him close, maybe too close for comfort. Then she neared his face. Her lips rested on his and stayed there. Harry was kissing a girl!
Her lips felt cold and sticky. And it tasted like Strawberry-watermelon punch. It must be her lip gloss, thought Harry.
Suddenly Hermione burst through the trap door. "Harry!" Hermione screamed. Harry and Lizzie were yanked away from their smooch. "You! What are you doing here?" Lizzie snapped. Hermione whipped her duct-taped wand out of her pocket and waved it. "PLEASE WORK, STUPID WAND! Takus Locosho!" Hermione chanted. Harry and Hermione floated up. "Harry! Goodbye sweet darling! I'll miss you! And by the way, why the heck are you floating up like that?" Lizzie asked.
Harry and Hermione whirred through time again, hollering the whole way. Finally they landed with a crash back in the Gryffindor Common Room. "Finally that's over. We're lucky your wand worked," Harry heaved out. He was hyperventilating again. Hermione looked at her watch. "It's only a minute past the time we left," Hermione said. "Wait a minute."
Harry and Hermione gawked at each other. "WHERE'S RON?!?"