AN: Okee Dokee, here's chapter 7!!! Hogsmeade will be so much FUN to write!
And, the chapter is longer! (I think. . .) So, moving on!
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Last time:
I ran out the door to catch up with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They were getting into a carriage, but keeping a lookout for me. I ran to the carriage and got in after Hermione. No sooner had I done this than the carriage started moving. I could hardly believe it: I was going to Hogsmeade after all!
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Chapter 7: Hogsmeade
As the carriage rolled along, I felt happier than I had since I had come to the castle. It seemed to take no time at all to get to Hogsmeade. I was the first out of the carriage. I didn't even bother to use the steps; I just jumped out!
"Someone's in a hurry," said Harry to me as he walked out of the carriage.
"I'm eager to get there, now come on!" I said, and, not realizing my own actions, grabbed Harry by the arm and practically drug him down to the bustling streets of Hogsmeade, Hermione and Ron close behind us.
"Where do you want to go first?" Harry asked me.
"I dunno, you guys pick! I don't know this place, remember?" I responded.
"Honeydukes!" said Ron instantly.
"Alright, then, Honeydukes it is. That's the sweet shop, right?" I asked.
"Yuppers!" (AN: I like that word, it's my word of the week, so please excuse it's placement here.)
Hermione just rolled her eyes, but followed anyway. It wasn't long before we were inside the shop, looking at all the kinds of candy they had. I had had my money in my pocket all that day, on the off-chance that I would find a way to get to Hogsmeade, and I spent a great deal of it in there.
"What do you say we head to Zonko's next?" asked Harry. In answer to my questioning glance, he said to me, "It's the joke shop."
"Oh. I don't think I'll buy anything, but it would be fun to look around!" I replied with a smile. I was then led across the street to the joke shop.
After about a half-hour there, I was pretty bored, but the boys weren't, so Hermione and I arranged to meet them at the Three Broomsticks in an hour for lunch.
"Whew, I'm glad to get out of there," I remarked, as Hermione and I walked out into the sunlight. "What do you want to do now?"
"Actually, there's a new clothing store here that I thought you would like, and I've been meaning to check it out myself. Want to go take a look?" suggested Hermione.
"Sure, why not?" I replied. We then went off to Merlin's and Ladies, which, as you may guess, was the clothing shop. (AN: I know, super cheesy name, but I couldn't think of anything else!)
"Wow! This place is HUGE!" I said, as we walked into the store.
"It's mostly wizard's fashions, but there's a section of muggle clothing, too," said Hermione, pointing to a section of the store.
"Oooh, can we go there first?" I asked and before she could reply, I was dragging her over to the other end of the store.
"Well, now that we're over here, I guess it couldn't hurt to look around this section," said Hermione, eyeing a dress that she liked.
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An hour later, we came out, hands full of shopping bags. We had bought a ton of stuff, since we were allowed to wear normal clothes on the weekends. (AN: I'm not sure if they are in the books, but it made sense, so I just put it in!) We rushed over to the Three Broomsticks and arrived 10 minutes late, since we dallied in Merlin's and Ladies.
"Where were you?" asked Ron impatiently.
"Uh, Ron, I think that's obvious," said Harry, pointing at the shopping bags we were holding.
"'Merlin's and Ladies'?" said Ron, reading the side of one of the bags. "Isn't that the new clothing store?"
"Yes, Ron, and if you have anything against it, please keep it to yourself, we'd like to eat in peace." Said Hermione as we sat down at a table.
"What do you guys want to eat?" I asked as I picked up a menu. Without waiting for an answer, I found something on the menu I liked. "Oh, how about pizza?"
"Pizza?" asked Ron.
"Since when do they have pizza on the menu?" asked Harry, grabbing a menu himself and searching for it.
Hermione was reading over my shoulder. "It seems it's a new item. It looks like they have a special muggle food section starting."
"What's pizza?" asked Ron persistently.
Everyone ignored him. "I'm up for pizza," said Harry.
"Hermione?" I asked.
"Sure, why not."
"But what IS it?" asked Ron impatiently.
"Pizza it is then," said Harry. "I'll foot the bill, even."
"Harry, you don't have too," said Hermione and I together.
"I *insist*!" said Harry.
"Alright then," I said.
"WHAT IS PIZZA?" asked Ron loudly.
"Trust me, Ron, you'll like it." I said, finally answering the question he had asked four times already.
"Is pepperoni an OK topping for everybody?" asked Harry.
"Yup," said Hermione.
"Fine by me, it's my favorite topping anyway!" I said.
Madame Rosmerta (sp?) came over just then.
"Have you four decided on what you'd like to order?" She asked.
"Yes, we'll have two large pepperoni pizzas," said Harry.
"Anything to drink?"
"Butterbeer," Said Harry
"Butterbeer," Responded Hermione
"Butterbeer," Replied Ron angrily. He was obviously still mulling over the fact of being ignored.
"I guess I'll have Butterbeer then, too," I said, not wanting to be the oddball. Plus, I wanted to try it.
"Ok then, I'll be back with your order in about 5 minutes." She said and then walked off.
"Wow, talk about fast food!" I said, impressed.
"Stuff cooks faster the wizard's way," said Hermione.
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Five minutes later, there were two steaming pizzas in front of us. We each took a slice, and Ron looked as his warily.
"Are you sure I'll like this?" asked Ron.
"Well," I asked, "do you like bread?"
"Yes," he replied.
"Do you like tomato sauce?"
"Yes,"
"Do you like cheese?"
"Yes,"
"Do you like spicy meats?"
"Yes,"
"Well, that's all pizza is!" I finished.
"Well why didn't you guys just tell me?" he asked, taking a huge bite out of his slice. When all was said and done, I had four slices, Harry had four slices, Hermione had three slices, and Ron had five. He had finished before any of us, not surprisingly because of his big mouth.
"I take it you liked the pizza, Ron?" I asked, as we walked out of The Three Broomsticks.
"That was the best thing I ever tasted! I'm ordering that every time we come down here!" he responded.
"I'll take that as a yes," I said. We walked in silence for a while. Harry and Ron stopped all of a sudden next to a shop and stared in the window.
"Harry? Ron?" I asked questioningly. They didn't move. I scooched next to them to see what they were looking at. As it turned out, we were in front of Quality Quidditch Supplies, and there was a brand new broom out: The Nimbus 9000. The two boys were practically glued to the glass. I looked down at the card under the Nimbus and saw the same thing Harry had seen when he first saw the Firebolt: Price on request. That broom must cost hundreds, even thousands of Galleons! Hermione had squeezed in to the crowd that was now gathering around the shop, and she saw what they were gaping at, as well.
"Oh, it's just a dumb broom, can we move on now?" asked Hermione.
"Just a dumb broom?" retorted Ron, tearing his eyes away from the Nimbus. "Hermione, this is an international standard broom! It's the best broom in the world!"
"Well, staring at it isn't going to give you any better chance of getting it, now come ON!" She said, and Hermione and I literally pulled the two boys away from the store window.
"Why don't we visit Fred and George?" asked Hermione after a few minutes of silence, trying to un-phase Harry and Ron. It worked.
"Alright! Their shop is just around this corner, here!" said Ron excitedly.
"I'll race you there!" Harry challenged Ron.
"You're on!" said Ron, and they both took off running for Fred and George's joke shop, with Hermione and I following leisurely behind.
"Ya know, Hermione, I've been thinking about buying a broom and trying out for the Gryffindor Quidditch team."
"Really?" said Hermione. She seemed interested. "Harry's the new team captain, I'm sure he'd let you on the team!"
"You think so?"
"Sure! Of course, you'd have to be mildly talented. There's a chaser position open, I believe."
"Wow. Just think: Me, on a Quidditch team!"
"Yeah, that could be cool for you, with you being new to Hogwarts and all."
"Yeah, but you know what's weird?"
"What?"
"I feel like a part of me has been at Hogwarts all along. I know, it's weird, but Hogwarts isn't as strange as I thought it would be."
"Well, that's because you've read those books!" she teased.
"No, not like that, it's almost like I recognize the castle. I know my way around it a lot better than I thought I would after two weeks.
"Hmmmmmmm, I dunno, but don't let it worry you," comforted Hermione.
"Yeah, I won't."
"Here we are!" said Hermione, stopping in front of a very comical looking shop. We walked in, and Fred and George greeted Hermione, and they asked who her friend was.
"Oh, I'm Cassandra Calaway, nice to meet you," I said, holding out my hand, forgetting briefly about the electric shock that I got when I touched anybody.
Except Draco.
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Disclaimer: I ESCAPED FROM THE CLOSET!!! ALL FEAR ME!!
SpicySugar: You have a job, you idiot, remember? And you're my Switcheroo Disclaimer, how'd you get here?
Disclaimer: Oh yeah. And, it's none of your beeswax how I got from one story to another. *sticks out tongue at SpicySugar* Ahem. She does not own Harry Potter and fiends, er, I mean, friends.
SpicySugar: stupid fun ruiner! Now, on with the story! (P.S. – for all of you who don't know, which is probably most of you, I am working on RE- loading another story that got cut off of the site called Switcheroo, and in one of those chapters, I tied up the Disclaimer and threw him in the closet.)
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Last time:
I ran out the door to catch up with Harry, Ron, and Hermione. They were getting into a carriage, but keeping a lookout for me. I ran to the carriage and got in after Hermione. No sooner had I done this than the carriage started moving. I could hardly believe it: I was going to Hogsmeade after all!
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Chapter 7: Hogsmeade
As the carriage rolled along, I felt happier than I had since I had come to the castle. It seemed to take no time at all to get to Hogsmeade. I was the first out of the carriage. I didn't even bother to use the steps; I just jumped out!
"Someone's in a hurry," said Harry to me as he walked out of the carriage.
"I'm eager to get there, now come on!" I said, and, not realizing my own actions, grabbed Harry by the arm and practically drug him down to the bustling streets of Hogsmeade, Hermione and Ron close behind us.
"Where do you want to go first?" Harry asked me.
"I dunno, you guys pick! I don't know this place, remember?" I responded.
"Honeydukes!" said Ron instantly.
"Alright, then, Honeydukes it is. That's the sweet shop, right?" I asked.
"Yuppers!" (AN: I like that word, it's my word of the week, so please excuse it's placement here.)
Hermione just rolled her eyes, but followed anyway. It wasn't long before we were inside the shop, looking at all the kinds of candy they had. I had had my money in my pocket all that day, on the off-chance that I would find a way to get to Hogsmeade, and I spent a great deal of it in there.
"What do you say we head to Zonko's next?" asked Harry. In answer to my questioning glance, he said to me, "It's the joke shop."
"Oh. I don't think I'll buy anything, but it would be fun to look around!" I replied with a smile. I was then led across the street to the joke shop.
After about a half-hour there, I was pretty bored, but the boys weren't, so Hermione and I arranged to meet them at the Three Broomsticks in an hour for lunch.
"Whew, I'm glad to get out of there," I remarked, as Hermione and I walked out into the sunlight. "What do you want to do now?"
"Actually, there's a new clothing store here that I thought you would like, and I've been meaning to check it out myself. Want to go take a look?" suggested Hermione.
"Sure, why not?" I replied. We then went off to Merlin's and Ladies, which, as you may guess, was the clothing shop. (AN: I know, super cheesy name, but I couldn't think of anything else!)
"Wow! This place is HUGE!" I said, as we walked into the store.
"It's mostly wizard's fashions, but there's a section of muggle clothing, too," said Hermione, pointing to a section of the store.
"Oooh, can we go there first?" I asked and before she could reply, I was dragging her over to the other end of the store.
"Well, now that we're over here, I guess it couldn't hurt to look around this section," said Hermione, eyeing a dress that she liked.
_____
An hour later, we came out, hands full of shopping bags. We had bought a ton of stuff, since we were allowed to wear normal clothes on the weekends. (AN: I'm not sure if they are in the books, but it made sense, so I just put it in!) We rushed over to the Three Broomsticks and arrived 10 minutes late, since we dallied in Merlin's and Ladies.
"Where were you?" asked Ron impatiently.
"Uh, Ron, I think that's obvious," said Harry, pointing at the shopping bags we were holding.
"'Merlin's and Ladies'?" said Ron, reading the side of one of the bags. "Isn't that the new clothing store?"
"Yes, Ron, and if you have anything against it, please keep it to yourself, we'd like to eat in peace." Said Hermione as we sat down at a table.
"What do you guys want to eat?" I asked as I picked up a menu. Without waiting for an answer, I found something on the menu I liked. "Oh, how about pizza?"
"Pizza?" asked Ron.
"Since when do they have pizza on the menu?" asked Harry, grabbing a menu himself and searching for it.
Hermione was reading over my shoulder. "It seems it's a new item. It looks like they have a special muggle food section starting."
"What's pizza?" asked Ron persistently.
Everyone ignored him. "I'm up for pizza," said Harry.
"Hermione?" I asked.
"Sure, why not."
"But what IS it?" asked Ron impatiently.
"Pizza it is then," said Harry. "I'll foot the bill, even."
"Harry, you don't have too," said Hermione and I together.
"I *insist*!" said Harry.
"Alright then," I said.
"WHAT IS PIZZA?" asked Ron loudly.
"Trust me, Ron, you'll like it." I said, finally answering the question he had asked four times already.
"Is pepperoni an OK topping for everybody?" asked Harry.
"Yup," said Hermione.
"Fine by me, it's my favorite topping anyway!" I said.
Madame Rosmerta (sp?) came over just then.
"Have you four decided on what you'd like to order?" She asked.
"Yes, we'll have two large pepperoni pizzas," said Harry.
"Anything to drink?"
"Butterbeer," Said Harry
"Butterbeer," Responded Hermione
"Butterbeer," Replied Ron angrily. He was obviously still mulling over the fact of being ignored.
"I guess I'll have Butterbeer then, too," I said, not wanting to be the oddball. Plus, I wanted to try it.
"Ok then, I'll be back with your order in about 5 minutes." She said and then walked off.
"Wow, talk about fast food!" I said, impressed.
"Stuff cooks faster the wizard's way," said Hermione.
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Five minutes later, there were two steaming pizzas in front of us. We each took a slice, and Ron looked as his warily.
"Are you sure I'll like this?" asked Ron.
"Well," I asked, "do you like bread?"
"Yes," he replied.
"Do you like tomato sauce?"
"Yes,"
"Do you like cheese?"
"Yes,"
"Do you like spicy meats?"
"Yes,"
"Well, that's all pizza is!" I finished.
"Well why didn't you guys just tell me?" he asked, taking a huge bite out of his slice. When all was said and done, I had four slices, Harry had four slices, Hermione had three slices, and Ron had five. He had finished before any of us, not surprisingly because of his big mouth.
"I take it you liked the pizza, Ron?" I asked, as we walked out of The Three Broomsticks.
"That was the best thing I ever tasted! I'm ordering that every time we come down here!" he responded.
"I'll take that as a yes," I said. We walked in silence for a while. Harry and Ron stopped all of a sudden next to a shop and stared in the window.
"Harry? Ron?" I asked questioningly. They didn't move. I scooched next to them to see what they were looking at. As it turned out, we were in front of Quality Quidditch Supplies, and there was a brand new broom out: The Nimbus 9000. The two boys were practically glued to the glass. I looked down at the card under the Nimbus and saw the same thing Harry had seen when he first saw the Firebolt: Price on request. That broom must cost hundreds, even thousands of Galleons! Hermione had squeezed in to the crowd that was now gathering around the shop, and she saw what they were gaping at, as well.
"Oh, it's just a dumb broom, can we move on now?" asked Hermione.
"Just a dumb broom?" retorted Ron, tearing his eyes away from the Nimbus. "Hermione, this is an international standard broom! It's the best broom in the world!"
"Well, staring at it isn't going to give you any better chance of getting it, now come ON!" She said, and Hermione and I literally pulled the two boys away from the store window.
"Why don't we visit Fred and George?" asked Hermione after a few minutes of silence, trying to un-phase Harry and Ron. It worked.
"Alright! Their shop is just around this corner, here!" said Ron excitedly.
"I'll race you there!" Harry challenged Ron.
"You're on!" said Ron, and they both took off running for Fred and George's joke shop, with Hermione and I following leisurely behind.
"Ya know, Hermione, I've been thinking about buying a broom and trying out for the Gryffindor Quidditch team."
"Really?" said Hermione. She seemed interested. "Harry's the new team captain, I'm sure he'd let you on the team!"
"You think so?"
"Sure! Of course, you'd have to be mildly talented. There's a chaser position open, I believe."
"Wow. Just think: Me, on a Quidditch team!"
"Yeah, that could be cool for you, with you being new to Hogwarts and all."
"Yeah, but you know what's weird?"
"What?"
"I feel like a part of me has been at Hogwarts all along. I know, it's weird, but Hogwarts isn't as strange as I thought it would be."
"Well, that's because you've read those books!" she teased.
"No, not like that, it's almost like I recognize the castle. I know my way around it a lot better than I thought I would after two weeks.
"Hmmmmmmm, I dunno, but don't let it worry you," comforted Hermione.
"Yeah, I won't."
"Here we are!" said Hermione, stopping in front of a very comical looking shop. We walked in, and Fred and George greeted Hermione, and they asked who her friend was.
"Oh, I'm Cassandra Calaway, nice to meet you," I said, holding out my hand, forgetting briefly about the electric shock that I got when I touched anybody.
Except Draco.
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