I haven't updated this in AGES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So here goes.
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December 25 the Night Bus
"Hello Neville!" said Ernie the driver, grinning.
"He's not Neville, he's Harry," corrected Ron.
Harry made a sign telling him it didn't really matter. If Ernie thought he looked like a Neville, then let it be that. Harry and Hermione had already been on the Night Bus, so they were somewhat used to all the brusque twists, turns and squeezes. Ron, though, was green in a second. Hermione ushered him to the washroom, where he stayed for the majority of the voyage.
"So…why did you take the Night Bus before?" asked Harry.
Hermione shrugged.
"To…get away from the Muggle world, I suppose. Sometimes, it aggravates me that my parents aren't like us, and I need to breathe, so I take the Night Bus to the Leaky Cauldron. I often wander around Knockturn-I mean Diagon Alley. It's beautiful during the night. I wish you could come sometimes," replied Hermione dreamily. Harry nodded, not wanting to understand the true meaning behind Hermione's words.
"Leaky Cauldron, next stop!!!" yelled Ernie.
On hearing this, Ron struggled out of the bathroom and fell on the floor.
"Bloody hell it's cramped in there!!! God forbid a big mate like Hagrid needs to use these things!" he said.
Harry and Hermione laughed. After all, it was Christmas, and anything un-funny was funny.
The Bus suddenly came to a halt and the trio was vilently thrown forward in the door. They fell out as Ernie opened.
"Merry Christmas!" he chuckled and continued zooming and zigzagging through the London streets.
"He forgot to make us pay, old mate, I'm even surprised he can see through those spectacles," stated Ron.
"Ron!! You don't know what it is to be blind!" said Hermione.
"You don't either!" retorted Ron.
Hermione only stuck her tongue out at him.
"Will you stop bickering?" asked Harry. His two friends both shook their heads.
"Do you want any rooms? I have two left," said Tom, the bartender.
The three nodded.
"Well, I'm going to bed. Good night and Merry end of Christmas," said Ron, taking a key and running up the stairs two by two.
Hermione shrugged and took the other key. She followed Harry up the stairs to the room they would be….sharing. There were two beds anyway.
They got all ready and before turning off the lights, Hermione went over to Harry and kissed his cheek.
"Good night," she said and pressed the switch.
Harry lay awake, staring at the ceiling his cheek burning for hours and hours into the night.
A/N ok now that was good. Better than all the other stuff! And longer ;)
xoxsnowPrincessxox: I took your idea!!! I don't know if you're still reading.
