Wow, I wrote this fast!
CHAPTER 5
"Hurry up, Ronald, we haven't got all day!" Mrs. Weasly scolded to Ron at Gringotts, they were outside of the Weasly's vault, which was, needless to say, much fuller than last year.
Ron grabbed a bunch of coins and walked out of the vault. They then went to Harry's vault.
"Whoa, mate!" Ron said, as they stepped into it, 'It has more money than it did before!"
"Yeah, Sirius had been adding to it."
"Come on! We have to be back by five, professor Dumbledore is coming then!"
"Can we go off on our own?" Ron asked.
"Yes, and be sure to visit your brothers' shop!" Mrs. Weasly answered. With that, they parted. Ron and Hermione walking next to each other and Harry walking behind them. First they went into 'The Weasly's Wizard Wheezes'.
"Harry, Ron, Hermione!" Fred said as they entered, "Welcome! Have some samples!"
"Yeah right, Fred, I've heard that you've been looking for food testers, huh?" Ron smart mouthed him.
"Well aren't you two little love bugs?" asked George, coming out from the storage room.
Ron blushed and Hermione kissed him on the cheek. He blushed even more.
"Awww!" Harry, Fred, and George said (not to mention everyone else in the store!)
"You think that's cute?" Asked Hermione, "Watch this!"
She kissed him full on the lips.
"Cut it our, Hermione" Ron said, once they broke apart.
"What?"
"Oh, come on Ronnie! You've liked her forever!" Fred said.
"ASS!" Ron yelled.
"Jeez, calm your nerves, little bro, have some free mounchendise!" George said, in a Brooklyn accent. He held out a bag.
Ron grabbed the bag and walked out of the store.
"You owe me one, Fred." George said once they had left, "Ron's getting pretty strong!"
Ron and Hermione were now holding hands and Harry was starting to feel left out.
"I'm gonna go walk around some." He said
"Ok"
He started walking towards the Quidditch shop when he saw a girl sitting on a bench outside of the Leaky Cauldron. She as about sixteen years old. Something possessed him to walk over and talk to her.
"Hi" She looked up.
"Who are you?" she asked. It was at this moment that Harry saw her eyes, her amber eyes. Something inside him clicked, whether it was her eyes or her voice, it clicked.
"You- Your- Your"
"I'm……What?' She asked, rather rudely.
"The girl from my dream!"
Ok, REALLY SHORT, But, oh, well.
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