"Hermione I don't want to go shopping!" Harry wined once he had caught up to her.
"Well then you shouldn't have let me help you unpack! Now I've seen the" Hermione turned to him "do you call those clothes? Well anyway I've seen those rags the wretched muggles give you!" Hermione turned to the brick wall and tapped the correct bricks.
"Hermione! I'm fine with the clothes I've got!" Harry argued.
"Well you're not anymore 'cause this morning while you were asleep I threw them all away accept for that." She replied pointing to the outfit Harry was currently wearing. "Which I must say will have to go too."
"Hermione! You- you- YOU'RE EVIL! PURE EVIL!" He screamed trying very hard not to crack up which Hermione was already doing.
"Well I knew you'd say no!" She reasoned.
"You're darn right I would've said no!" Harry giggled. It was getting harder and harder to contain his laughter. Finally, it was just too much he couldn't hold it any longer and he burst. "It's not fair! I can't stay mad at you!" He forced out.
"Well look at me! Who could?" Hermione was laughing just as hard if not harder than Harry. It was then that Harry got hit with a brilliant plan.
"Uhh! UGH!" Harry grabbed his forehead and fell to the ground.
"HARRY!" Hermione screeched forgetting what she had been in stitches about seconds earlier. "Harry are you all right?" She flung herself down next to him. Harry who had been anticipating this and planning it carefully in his mind flipped her over onto her back and began tickling her ferociously. "HARRY! HA HA- HARRY STOP! - HA HA" Hermione laughed. She somehow managed to wriggle free and made a break for it. Harry was stunned for a moment and didn't move but after a second or two the lightning fast reflexes he had acquired from quidditch kicked in and he started chasing her down the street. Hermione in front shrieking with delight occasionally looking over her shoulder to see how close Harry was. He chased her all the way to Gringotts. Hermione raced up the steps sticking her tongue out at Harry over her shoulder. Harry was in the process of returning the favor when he noticed a short squat man holding the door and ruffling through some official looking papers.
"HERMIONE! STOP!" But it was too late. Hermione had run straight into the plump man.
"AHHHH!" Screamed both Hermione and the goblin. Harry rushed over. Of course forgetting about the goblin. He threw himself next to Hermione just as she had done for him earlier.
"Hermione! Hermione are you all right?"
"I think so..." she tried to stand up but immediately stumbled in the process of applying pressure to her foot. Harry caught her just before she hit the ground. "Thanks and scratch that I think I sprained my ankle."
"Well number one I caught you and number two guess we can't go shopping now." Harry grinned at her and just as he was getting one in return something happened.
"Oh nooooo don't worry about me! I'm all right!" The goblin that Hermione had crashed into was dusting himself off and picking up his papers.
"Oh! I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?" Hermione truly looked sorry.
"Just fine!" He replied shortly and walked through the large marble entrance. Instantly Harry was reminded of something Hagrid had told him in his first year: 'Cleaver as they come goblins but not the most friendly a beast.'
"Well!" Hermione turned to Harry and acted as if the goblin had never even been there. "I was just about to say that we can go shopping." Harry groaned and started to protest but Hermione cut him off. "You're forgetting that a little bit of magic will fix this right up!" She smiled at him and he picked her up effortlessly. "Wow. All we have to do is find somebody we know."
"Well then you shouldn't have let me help you unpack! Now I've seen the" Hermione turned to him "do you call those clothes? Well anyway I've seen those rags the wretched muggles give you!" Hermione turned to the brick wall and tapped the correct bricks.
"Hermione! I'm fine with the clothes I've got!" Harry argued.
"Well you're not anymore 'cause this morning while you were asleep I threw them all away accept for that." She replied pointing to the outfit Harry was currently wearing. "Which I must say will have to go too."
"Hermione! You- you- YOU'RE EVIL! PURE EVIL!" He screamed trying very hard not to crack up which Hermione was already doing.
"Well I knew you'd say no!" She reasoned.
"You're darn right I would've said no!" Harry giggled. It was getting harder and harder to contain his laughter. Finally, it was just too much he couldn't hold it any longer and he burst. "It's not fair! I can't stay mad at you!" He forced out.
"Well look at me! Who could?" Hermione was laughing just as hard if not harder than Harry. It was then that Harry got hit with a brilliant plan.
"Uhh! UGH!" Harry grabbed his forehead and fell to the ground.
"HARRY!" Hermione screeched forgetting what she had been in stitches about seconds earlier. "Harry are you all right?" She flung herself down next to him. Harry who had been anticipating this and planning it carefully in his mind flipped her over onto her back and began tickling her ferociously. "HARRY! HA HA- HARRY STOP! - HA HA" Hermione laughed. She somehow managed to wriggle free and made a break for it. Harry was stunned for a moment and didn't move but after a second or two the lightning fast reflexes he had acquired from quidditch kicked in and he started chasing her down the street. Hermione in front shrieking with delight occasionally looking over her shoulder to see how close Harry was. He chased her all the way to Gringotts. Hermione raced up the steps sticking her tongue out at Harry over her shoulder. Harry was in the process of returning the favor when he noticed a short squat man holding the door and ruffling through some official looking papers.
"HERMIONE! STOP!" But it was too late. Hermione had run straight into the plump man.
"AHHHH!" Screamed both Hermione and the goblin. Harry rushed over. Of course forgetting about the goblin. He threw himself next to Hermione just as she had done for him earlier.
"Hermione! Hermione are you all right?"
"I think so..." she tried to stand up but immediately stumbled in the process of applying pressure to her foot. Harry caught her just before she hit the ground. "Thanks and scratch that I think I sprained my ankle."
"Well number one I caught you and number two guess we can't go shopping now." Harry grinned at her and just as he was getting one in return something happened.
"Oh nooooo don't worry about me! I'm all right!" The goblin that Hermione had crashed into was dusting himself off and picking up his papers.
"Oh! I'm so sorry! Are you hurt?" Hermione truly looked sorry.
"Just fine!" He replied shortly and walked through the large marble entrance. Instantly Harry was reminded of something Hagrid had told him in his first year: 'Cleaver as they come goblins but not the most friendly a beast.'
"Well!" Hermione turned to Harry and acted as if the goblin had never even been there. "I was just about to say that we can go shopping." Harry groaned and started to protest but Hermione cut him off. "You're forgetting that a little bit of magic will fix this right up!" She smiled at him and he picked her up effortlessly. "Wow. All we have to do is find somebody we know."