AN/ Well, I'm updating... BECAUSE I GOT A REVIEW! Thank you very much Shira! There is a God! But anyway, I'm sorry about the little square things. I think because I have it under html it won't show my qoutation thingys. But, if your willing to forgive anf forget, on with the story!
Disclaimer/ I don't own Harry, Ron, or Hermione.
Harry sat up bolt straight as his alarm clock went crazy on his bedside table. "I'm up, I'm up. Stupid piece of junk." Harry smacked at the top of it before yawning widely and crawling out of bed. He grabbed his glasses from the table and searched for the light switch.
Upon finding it, he continued to turn on his t.v., not fully awake enough to do anything productive. The news man came on the screen, smiling like he had just hit the jackpot. "Probably did too." Harry mumbled as he turned up the volume.
"In recent news, it appears there is going to be a festival for the next few days stretching from 23rd street down to Main!" The man continued to drone on about what a great idea it was for Harry and his family. Harry snorted, wishing to tell the news man he lived alone. Harry sighed though. It was a Monday. His least favorite day of the week. He could at least TRY to have some fun. Clicking the t.v. off, he went to go grab a shower.
Harry shivered as the wind seemed to pierce his jacket. The genius who made the festival musn't have watched the weather channel. Harry looked around to see other people seemed to feel the same way. Rides and game booths were at the street corners, with people selling goods along the sided of the street. Harry had actually been asked if he wanted to by a crown made of flowers. Did he look like a fairy princess?
Harry scanned the rows of booths, looking for someplace that sold something hot. His eyes landed near a corner, where there appeared to be no booths. Instead there was a small Starbucks Harry always passed on his was to the store. Deciding it was better than nothing, Harry made his way to the secluded area. He entered the dimly light store to see there were only about three other people there. Smiling and waving he made his way to the counter.
The woman behind it had her back to him, but Harry recognized her immediatly. "Wow, she does her own shopping AND has a job. Where do you get time to babysit?" Erin jumped and turned to face him. She looked at him a minute then smiled.
"Mr.Potter, you do your own shopping AND manage to stalk me half way across town. Impressive." Her hair was pulled up in a pony tail, letting a few curls stick to her face from the moisture of all of the drink's steam. She wore a Starbucks uniform, but she still had the same cinnamon eyes. "Well, Mr.Potter, you can stand there all day or I can take your order"
"Why can't I stand here all day, no one else is in line." She gave him a look, letting him know he could either order now or stare at the back of her head the whole day. He ordered 2 mochas when she interuppted him.
"You can I have one mocha, I go on break in an hour." Grinning his lopsided grin, Harry waved and exited onto the streets. He was gonna make sure he was back in an hour. No matter how many princess wreaths he may be wearing.
Ta-Da! I know my chapters are short and don't really get a lot in, but that means lots of chapters, so please review cause if not I can't put up another chapter. I'm hoping the next one will be a cute little fluffy one, so please review.