A/N: Here's chapter three.
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Chapter 3- Drumsticks
Harry and Ron finished getting ready. (They were going to the Weasley's shop) When Harry and Ron went downstairs, Hermione and Payton were waiting. Ron met Hermione's eyes, and they both turned scarlet. "Looks like you two got some sun.", said Payton, slyly. Harry turned to her. Payton looked very pretty. She had on a purple flowy top, jeans, and her favorite purple converse tennis shoes. Harry just noticed how pretty her hair was. A deep chocolate brown with a few natural highlights. Amongst the deep brown waves, Harry noticed she had a streak of purple to match her shirt in her hair. Harry wished he had the courage to wear anything that stood out more than his baggy clothes that Uncle Vernon gave him. When they all made sure they were accounted for, they apparated to Weasley's Joke Shop. They all walked in, and looked around. It was even more marvelous than Zonko's. There were sweets, and jokes, and fake wands, and anything anyone could have imagined. George came out front, with Brooke holding his hand. Payton busied herself by looking at the display of Vomiting teacups. (A guaranteed face full of vomit every time!) Fred came out, and she made a big deal of smiling and flipping her long hair back. Fred took no notice of this, but it drove Harry Completely insane. Payton decided that it was no use, and eyed Harry with great interest. Harry saw why Payton's attempt to get Fred to notice her went unnoticed. A very pretty girl walked in, but Harry didn't notice that. He was to busy staring at Payton, who had busied herself by playing with a fake wand , to see the strange girl's beauty. She was just an inch shorter than Payton with brown hair and captivating hazel eyes. She walked over to Fred and gave him a hug. "Well, best be going then, leave you four lovebirds alone?", said Ron. "I'd be talkin.", said George, motioning over to Hermione. Hermione noticed she didn't know the girl's name. "Oh, what's your name?", she asked politely. "Sarah.", she replied. They all muttered nice to meet you's, and walked out of the store. Payton immediately saw something that amused her. A music shop. "Oh! Let's go in there!", she said excitedly. They all walked in, and Payton saw a drumset. "Do you play?", asked Ron. "A little.", said Payton, and she started to play. She sounded wonderful. When she finished, they all clapped. "That was, B-brilliant, Payton.", said Harry. But, their party was interrupted by two voices. "Potty, Mudblood, Weasel..", the cold voice of Draco Malfoy started. But then he turned to Payton. "And who is this lovely creature?", he asked, taking Payton's and and kissing it. Malfoy's little party was ruined when his girlfriend, Pansy Parkinson cam up to him and said, "DRACO!" quickly. He stopped, and Payton said, "I'm Payton Kemp, and you must certainly be Draco Malfoy." Malfoy looked impressed. "How'd you know it was me?" he asked. "You look so much like your father.", she said. "How'd you know my father?", he asked, cautiously. "Oh, by this time last year, he had his wand pointed at my mother's chest.", and with that, Payton dismounted from the raised drum platform, hit Malfoy over the head with a rather heavy bag of drumsticks, and left.