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Chapter 3 Skaters ( song by bad religion)
Date in story: July 2
Harry was woken abruptly by a pillow that was thrown strait at his face.
"What the hell!" he said taking the pillow in his own hands and hurling it back at the original owner.
"Hey watch it!" It was Pete, he stood in the doorway hands still out in the position in which he had caught the pillow. "Iv been trying to wake you up fore like three seconds so I had to resort to the pillow."
"Three seconds?!!? I thought you were supposed to be the patient one!" Harry said while reaching over to the bedside table that held his glasses and placing them securely on his nose.
"Mum told me to wake you up, she wants you to eat before you leave, OK?"
"Sure." Harry was dreading going home, his uncle is going to give him hell for not returning at a more appropriate time last night. He rolled over and fell out of bed with a BANG!
"Oww..." he groaned. This is not my day and its barely begun! what next? He'd rather not know. He heard laughter in the doorway, Pete was back, probably because of the noise. He didn't say anything just laughed like the crazy man he is.
"Oh shut up, you do that all the time too!" Harry said while untangling himself from the sheets.
"Pete! Come give me a hand with breakfast!" Mrs. Miya's voice came from the bottom of the stares. Pete still laughing made his way down the stares to help his mother. Grumbling, face red, Harry followed. He met Kira at the top of the stares so they descended them together.
"What's was Pete laughing at? He sounded like a friggin' seal."
"I heard that!"
When breakfast was ready and they were all sitting down, both Pete and Kira were sniggering away. Pete told Kira what had happened up stares, but in a way that made it sound much funnier than it actually was. After Harry finished his plate food and politely turned down seconds he thanked them for letting him stay and made his leave. He crossed the street trying to get a grip on his confidence which was slipping making way for the feeling of forbidding and nervousness. Number four loomed up before him all to quickly, when he reached the front door he paused to straiten his glasses and attempt to flatten his hair before turning the knob and attempting to open the door. No go, the door was still locked. Weird. He thought, his uncle should be at work which means someone should have left the house, so why would the door be locked? He knocked on the door and waited, he knocked again. Still nothing. He knocked louder causing his knuckles to throb.
"Guess no one's home." he muttered frowning. He sighed and headed for the backyard, he'd just use his wand to unlock the backdoor. He went around to the side of the house and unlocked the gate and proceeded into the yard. He walked up the path to the porch and strode to the door and drawing his wand carefully and stepping right up to the door so that he shielded his progress from the prying eyes any neighbours.
"Alohamora.(sp?)" with a small click of the lock Harry slid open the glass door and stepped in closing it behind him.
"Aunt Petunia?!?" he called, his voice echoing slightly on his aunts obsessively clean walls. He frowned at the answer he received for there wasn't one. He made his way to the kitchen. Right away he noticed the note on the table. He picked it up and read,
Harry,
Marge had a heart attack last night while you were playing one of your stupid shows, we had to leave immediately and could not wait for you. And besides, she could vary well die and I doubt she'd want you anywhere near her deathbed. We'll be back in a few days, not sure how long exactly. STAY OUT OF TROUBLE!
P.S
Your side of the deal is on the fridge and you can have your party tonight, but when we get back I expect this house to look the same as it did when we left! Or else.
Uncle Vernon
He read the letter over a few times, a habit of his.
"Wicked!" He had the house all to him self for the next few days and if Marge managed to last the night than she'll probably get through it fine. He look at the note one more time, '...your part of the deal is on the fridge...' Harry walked over to the fridge and took an envelope with his name on it off the top. He opened it pulled a fifty pound note from the pocket.
"Excellent!" he went up stares to un pack when he realised he left his stuff in Pete's van. Oh well. He didn't have to do anything for a few hours but relax, something he'd been dyeing to do for the past month. He went into the living room and flopped down on the couch. He looked around for the t.v converter and spotted it on the other side of the room.
"Screw that!" he didn't feel like getting up to do anything. He positioned him self in a comfier place and closed his eyes. The phone rang.
"Damn." he still didn't move, he would just let the machine get it. It continued to ring before he heard the beep and then Kira's voice ringing from the kitchen,
"Harry I know your there! So get your lazy ass off the couch!" Harry gowned and staggered into the kitchen and picked up the receiver.
"Kira, you know me to well, you know that?"
"So, you were on the couch weren't you? Ha! Anyway, we've got a present for you! We didn't spend all the money on the trip, we did treat our selves to something."
"What is it?"
"Let us come over and you will see..." she said mysteriously. "If it's OK with your aunt and uncle I mean."
"There not home. My uncle's sister had a heart attack so the family left to go see her right after they found out; leaving the house to me."
"Oh, sorry. So can we come over?"
"Sure!"
"Me and Indigo will be there in a minute, Pete has to go get Arn first."
"OK see you."
"Bye!" Harry put the receiver back and made his way back over to the couch. He sat waiting for Kira and Indigo to arrive, fighting the urge to go up stares and lie down on his bed and not get up again that day. (A/N don't you just love lazy mornings?)
He heard a knock on the door assuring him of the girl's arrival. He got back up again, resenting it, and went to the front door, unlocked it and opened it admitting his two friends.
Kira wore a simple black shirt with the band Evanescence on the front and a pare of navy blue jeans, she also had a vary large box in hand. Indigo, was again waring all blue, shirt, pants, hair tie, shoes, you name it, its all blue.
"Hey guys, we've got the house to our selves so just forget about taking off your shoes."
"Kay!" they followed Harry into the living room. Kira placed the large box, which was covered in pink rapping paper, on the coffee table.
"So what is it?" Harry said leaning forward to take it but Kira cut him off.
"You'll see once Arn and Pete get here, you can open it then."
"Fine."
Indigo reached over for the t.v converter and began clicking through the channels, she stoped on a movie, Darkness, itwas about to start. They got about fifteen minutes into it before they heard another knock on the door. Harry stood and again made his way down the hallway to answer the door, he opened it.
Harry, Pete and Arn made there way back into the living room together. Harry saw that Kira had taken over his spot on the couch. She smirked up at him.
"Hey no fare!"
"My spot now." she giggled.
"Oh yeah?" Harry smirked back. With out warning he jump forward and began mercilessly tickling her. She laughed and tried to kick him away, but to no avail.
"OK! OK! You win!" she panted and stood.
"Where do you think your going?" Harry grabbed her gently around the waist and pulled her back down on the couch with him. She giggled.
"Nowhere apparently."
"That's right, it's been like ten months since iv seen you other than last night of course, your not going anywhere."
"So 'we're' back? Together I mean? Really?" Kira said looking up at him.
"Really." (A/N: ok, so Harry and Kira are going out as of now. Happy?)
"So, what are we watching?" Arn said interrupting Harry and Kira's little conversation.
"Darkness, anyone want some popcorn?" Harry answered standing and heading into the kitchen, Kira in tow.
"Popcorn. Where the heck did they put the popcorn?" They searched all the cupboards.
"You have a popcorn maker here and some popping corn."
"No, I want one of the microwave bag thingies." Harry said standing on tip tow to see the vary back of one of the top cupboards.
"What's the difference? Common Harry, screw the bag you obviously don't have any. Lets just use the popcorn maker." Kira said. Harry shrugged.
"Ok I'll make the popcorn, you melt the butter." two minutes later the popcorn was halfway done, a large pile already sat in the bowl and the butter was ready on the counter. Kira sat at the kitchen table waiting for Harry to finish his part. Harry had a sudden idea.
"Kira what's that?" He pointed at the wall behind her, she turned to look. Harry quickly took a piece of popcorn from the bowl, took aim and threw one right at her head.
"Hey!" She looked back at him. He laughed mock evilly. She took the piece of popcorn and threw it back at him. He ducked.
"HA!" he grabbed another piece of popcorn and aimed and again got her. She laughed throwing it back at him. He dove out of the way. Soon popcorn was flying this way and that. Kira threw one at Harry who caught it in his mouth.
"Yum!"
(Back in the living room:)
"What's taking them so long? Im hungry damn it!" Arn said standing and making his way to the door.
"Your always hungry." Indigo said following him.
"Wait for me!" Pete climbed over the back of his chair to follow the other two. They hurried down the hall to the kitchen. They could hear shouting and insane laughter. They moved forward cautiously and pressed there ears to the door. They could now make out what was being said, "Take that you evil fiend!" "Hey, just because im male doesn't make me a fiend!" "Yes it does! Hey watch were your aiming pervert!" "Whoops!" "Sucker!" "Ha! Got you!" "Got you! Go me!"
"We should never have left them alone. Pete you go first." Pete moved forward and turned the knob and pushed the door open. He had to duck as a piece of popcorn came hurtling at his face.
Kira and Harry froze as they saw Pete, Indigo and Arn standing in the door way. Shock clearly evident on their faces. No one spoke, no one moved, just stared at one another. A few minutes past before Arn spoke up,
"Your having a popcorn war without us?" he said pretending to look hurt. The others crossed there arms over their chests. Silence again. Then laughter erupted from the five friends.
"You should have seen you faces!"
"You almost got Pete!"
Once the laughter subsided, Kira asked, "So your sure your aunt and uncle wont be back anytime soon right?" she said motioning around her.
"In the words of Peppteto(sp?) from Doctor Doolittle2 "It looks like Christmas in July!" Harry said putting on a Spanish accent for the last part. "And yeah im sure there not going to be home for awhile, there's the note." he said pointing at the table. Kira stood up of her spot on the ground where she had been hiding out of reach of Harry's aim and walked over to the table and removed the letter, opened it and began to read it.
"YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO STAY OUT OF TROUBLE!" Kira said in the most 'Vernon Dursley' voice she could muster while reading that line. When she got to the end she added, "Or else!" They laughed.
"Wait shut up for a moment!" Harry said listening, knock, knock, knock!
"Oh!" Harry bounded out of the room to the from door. Panting, he pulled it open to reveal a curious Mr. Weasley.
"Is every thing alright Harry?"
"Yeah fine Mr. Weasley!" he said while brushing a piece popcorn from his shirt.
"Oh, well iv come to talk about a few details of this tour your going on. Ron was a little vague on them."
"Sure, come in!" Harry said, "Don't bother taking your shoes off." He was about to lead Mr. Weasley into the kitchen when he thought better of it. "On second thought, lets talk in the living room." Harry lead the way back down the hall and into the living room where the other five were sitting quietly.
"Make your self at home. My family's not home at the moment so we wont be bothered." Harry said motioning to all the places to sit. Once Mr. Weasley was seated Harry asked,
"So what do you want to know?"
"Well first, why are you covered in popcorn?"
"Oh, we, um, kinda... Had a popcorn war." as Harry said the last part a smile tugged at the sides of his lips.
"Oh. Right, well I need to know every thing about this tour, all the details, when your leaving, when your coming back, where your going to be..." Mr. Weasley said.
"Were leaving the 8th to get to Quebec city and we'll be back a week before school lets in again. Hold on, I have the list of every where we're going to be...." Harry stood up and pulled something from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Weasley who took it and unfolded it. His eyes darted back and forth as he read the list.
"Its safe to say you'll be travelling far and wide." Mr. Weasley said handing the note back to Harry. There was silence while Mr. Weasley thought about what it was that was being asked of him. "North America's so faraway though. Are you sure you've got it all figured out?"
"Yes Mr. Weasley. Apparently my friends here have been working all spring to get everything ready. It'll be hectic no doubt, but a lot of fun, it would a shame if one our band members were to mis their own trip."
"Who's not coming?" Mr. Weasley looked at the other three teens in the room.
"No one as of yet, that call is up to you. Ron is other member." Harry said quite seriously looking up at Mr. Weasley.
"Ron? Really? I didn't know he could play anything." Mr. Weasley said with a slight air of surprise.
"He doesn't play anything yet, but he will soon. We're going to teach him to play the bass guitar." Pete said proudly, as that is favoured instrument out the various ones he can play, and he thought he could in some way become some sort of a mentor to Ron.
"Well I suppose you can not go on a band tour without one of your band. And it does seem like a one in a lifetime chance." Mr. Weasley said readjusting his watch to while he thought all of it out, he paused as if making a suggestion.
"So can Ron and the others come?" Harry asked hopefully.
"Yes." He smiled pleasantly at there reactions. Wide smiles broke over all there faces, and Arn even jumped up and made weird arm jesters.
"Around when can I bring Ron and the others? You'll be leaving in a week and you still need to teach him his instrument." Mr. Weasley asked.
"Well, were having a party tonight, so today would be good if that's ok and on to short a notice. But tonight would a good time for everyone to get to know each other as we'll be spending the next nearly two months together."
"Yes, true. Then can I drop every off at around 1:00? And every one is Ron and Ginny. I suppose the twins two right?"
"Yes and yes." Harry answered both the questions. A ringing was coming from the kitchen.
"One moment." He got up to go answer the phone. He made his way to the kitchen and once he got there was carful not to tread on any popcorn, which was exceedingly difficult. He picked up the receiver.
"Hello?"
"Hello? This is (insert Hermione's mum's name here) Granger, is Harry Potter in?"
"Speaking."
"Oh, hello Harry. Im just calling about some tour? Hermione got a letter from your friend Ron about a music tour of some kind."
"Yes..." He then began telling her of the details and what it's about and all else on the matter.
"I see. Can I call you back? I'd like to go over all of this with my husband. Ok?"
"Yes of course. Talk to you later. Bye!"
"Bye." there was a click on the other end as the line went dead. Harry put the receiver back on the wall and made his way carefully back out of the kitchen and down the hall.
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Half an hour later, Mr. Weasley was gone with the promise of allowing Ron and the others to come on the tour. They had managed to make popcorn (Indigo made it since she didn't trust anyone else to make it,). The movie was still on.
"This is lame. The opening was great, but now its so predictable! Ok the killer just called. She's going to hang up and the phone going to ring again like three seconds later and she going to freak out on who ever's on the other end, then she's going to find out it's her mother or boyfriend!" Kira predicted the next part of the movie. They waited with held breath as the character in the movie hung up the phone from her chat with the killer and not five seconds later exactly what Kira said would happen happened.
"OH! Told you! I so Told you! Who rocks?!!? ME!"
"Whoa, your good." Pete said gazing at his sister who was snuggled up with Harry on the couch.
"I know." She pretended to wipe fake tears from her eyes, "I'd like to thank all the little people I hade to step on to get to where I am today."
"Nice one."
"Thanks."
"So Harry, you gunna open that present any time this year?" Arn said finally letting boredom take over and pushing the large box back out into the middle of the room.
"Ok." Harry pulled the box over to the couch. It reached to waist but was extremely light. The pink rapping paper dazzled him momentarily as the light hit it.
"Jesus! Why did you get pink rapping paper?!"
"Thought you might like it."
Harry rolled his eyes and began striping the box of the hideous coloured rapping paper revealing a cardboard box with nothing written on it.
"Aw thanks guys! How did you know I wanted a box? Now I can like put stuff in it!"
"Just open it!"
"Yeah, yeah." He took a small pocketknife from his pocket and slit open the tape that held the flaps together. He pulled them up an looked inside and gasp.
It was another box.
"You got me a box after all!"
"Keep opening!"
Harry repeated his former action and found once again, a box! He this one knowing what he would find. A box.
"These er, gifts are almost as corny as this movie.
"Keep opening."
He continued to do this until he came to a vary small box. This one was laden in gold rapping paper with a ribbon stretching around it on a slant.
"I suppose this is the creamy middle?" He said while removing the ribbon and taking the lid of the tinny box. His breath caught in his throat in surprise.
"Like it?" Kira asked smiling smugly up at him. He did not answer, just took the gift from the box and turned it over in hands again and again.
"Wow, thanks guys! No more pissy uncle when ever someone tries to call me!" he flipped open the cover of the cell-phone when he suddenly jump and nearly dropped when it rang.
"Answer it!" Kira laughed.
"Hello?"
"Arn here. Guess where I am?"
"What?"
"Guess. Where. I. Am!" he said again loud and clear.
"Oww! You don't have to yell! And I have no idea where yo..." He broke off because he could creeks coming from the room right above.
"Your in Dudley's room."
"What! How did you know? Lucky guess, OK how 'bout now?"
Harry concentrated on the creeks that were Arn's foot steps, he followed the sound to his uncle's room.
"Now your in my aunt and uncle's room."
"Hey! No fair! Your not aloud to use magic!"
"Im not."
"Sure your not, How about now?"
"Your going down the hall. Now your in my room. By the sound of it you've just opened the window and you are now climbing out onto the roof."
"Your good." Then he hung up, Harry did the same looking smug as he leaned back in to couch. A moment later Arn came back into the room.
"Did you let him leave his seat?" He asked the others.
"Nope, he didn't move at all." Indigo giggled. "And nor did any of us."
(A/N: Attack of the evil writer's block! Run! Must go on....!)
After the many, many boxes were cleared out and the kitchen relived of all popcorn, the movie had ended and they were all sitting around the tv bored as hell.
Knock, knock, knock!
Harry leapt up, thankful for the distraction, and bounded towards the door. He pulled it open and grinned. Ron, Ginny, Fred and George were all standing with various backpacks ans bags slung over there shoulders. Each looked kind of nervous but excited all the same.
"Hey guys! Come in!" Harry stepped aside so they could enter, then helped them with there load.
"Dads going to get Hermione and drop her off in about twenty minutes." Ron said as he hulled his bag into the living room. Looking around he saw Kira, Pete and Arn look up at him. Kira winked and stood to help the others with there own baggage. Soon they had managed to bring everything in to the basement. They were in the only room down there. It was not the biggest room in the world but it wasn't to small either, kinda cozy.
"Girl's side is over there, and guy's is over there. It'll be cramped tonight but we'll survive!" Harry said cheerfully pointing to one side of the room and then the other.
"Were all sleeping down here?" Ron asked curiously.
"Yup, we get to party down here all night! We might not even get to sleep, so we haven't anything to worry about." Harry said as he moved the couch away from the wall on the girl's side. "And unless you want to sleep in the closet then you can put all your stuff over...here." Harry said moving the tv from the other wall, where the boys would be crashing. Ron shrugged and moved all his stuff over to the spot Harry made for him.
"So now what do we do?" Kira asked after everything was set up.
"I say we grab our boards and go down to the that new skate park you were tellin me about." Harry said, "Well as soon as Hermione gets here that is."
"Good idea!" Pete exclaimed.
"Come again? What are we doing?" Fred asked bewildered. "Boards? What boards?"
"Skateboards. I forgot you've never seen one. There wooden boards that come in all shapes and sizes with wheels that also come in all shapes and sizes." Harry tried explaining. At his wizard friends raised eyebrows Harry bolted up-stares. They could here him racing back down a moment later. He came back in to the basement room holding his own skateboard.
"This, young grasshopper, is a skateboard." Harry said proudly. Ron and the others were looking at him and the skateboard as if he were insane.'
"What the heck do you do with it?"
"Hopeless." He muttered. "You ride it of coarse!"
"Um...right."
Harry sighed and quickly cleared a spot away from the floor so he had lots of room. "Could you all stand a side and let the pro do his stuff."
"Pro my ass!" Arn said as he stepped over to the wall.
"This is how it works..." Harry set the deck on the ground, his foot on the tail (back end) so he held it flat to the ground, then put his other foot near the nose, just behind the second set of screws that held the trucks the deck. Using the foot that was formally and the tail he pushed off. He pivoted (turning, balanced on the back wheel) around 360 until he got the feel for it then, he did a practice Ollie (jumping with the board) landing perfectly before doing anything remotely difficult. Like he did with the Ollie, he pushed down on the tail and slid his other foot along the length of the board to even it out in the air, but this time he flicked his foot forcing the board to spin, once, twice, land.
"OH! See that? Double kickflip!" Harry cried proudly.
"That was sketchy!" Arn yelled indigently, it could have been translated as 'You bloody showoff!'
"Ha, your just jealous because im better than you at boarding!" Harry teased.
"As if! I bet I could kick you ass at a game of skate any day!"
"Your on!"
"What and how do play skate?" Ginny nudged her brother where they stood on the other side of the room.
"Dunno...."
Kira heard this and made her way over to where they stood to explain the rules to the and the twins.
"Hey, the game goes like this, you usually play one on one. One person starts it by doing a trick on the skateboard then the other person has to do exactly what the other person did but if the second person messes up and bails then they get the letter 'S'. The first person to get all the letters in the word 'Skate' loses. If it's the first person who messes up, then the second person gets to set the trick and if they land it, the first person gets a letter. You follow?"
"I think, so first person to get all the letters in the word Skate is the loser. The way you get letters is by not landing a trick, but what if they both screw up?" Ron recapped.
"They keep going until one lands it." Kira said, "My bets on Arn, he's been really obsessed in being better than Harry in skateboarding ever since Harry some how pulled off an impossible 900 degree spin on the ramp at a skate park in London last summer."
"Impossible? Is he really that good?" Ron said bewildered.
"Well its not exactly impossible but for an amateur like that, its truly amazing, and we caught it on tape and have been begging him to send it to some company and get sponsored, he's good enough." "There starting." she motioned to the two in the centre of the room.
Harry and Arn had both there fists held out in front at about waist level.
"Loser, after the game, has to yell "The donkeys are coming! Rum for you life!" in the middle of the mall until someone calls fuzz, which could take awhile."
"Your on." And at the same time they yelled,
"Rock, paper, SCISSORS!" and they cast there weapon.
Harry was rock and Arn was paper.
"Ha! Paper cancels out rock, I go first!"
"That's stupid, is a rock not stronger than a pathetic piece of paper?" Harry grumbled and stood back as Arn took the board and set it in on the ground like Harry had done before. He moved his foot on the front of the board and pushed down on the back and perfectly executed a kickflip.
"No sweat!" Harry said taking the board from Arn and did a kickflip that mirrored Arn's with perfection. "My turn." Harry thought for a moment, put the board down and did a high indy. (Where you grab the board as you Ollie, and he did it as high as he could). Arn did it as Harry had done. It was now his turn to set the trick. At once, he took the board and did a 360 Ollie. But as he landed, the board flew out from under him.
"Oh! Letter 's' for ol' Arny' boy." Pete said loudly. Harry stepped up to Arn and held out his hand to him, helped him up and took the board and attempted the same trick him self but having much better luck than Arn and landing, sketchy albeit, but landed nevertheless.
"So, its Harry who's winning right now?" Ginny whispered to Kira.
"Yup."
The game went on like that for another ten minutes until Harry had letters S, K and A, while Arn had S, K, A and T, one letter away from a loss.
It was Harry's turn to set the trick. If he did something extremely difficult then he would win, but if it was really hard, he himself might not land it. He thought about what trick he was going to do, then it came to him. It'll be really hard without a kicker, (:small ramp) all I have to do is land flawlessly on the board and it wont go flying... His decision made he set the board so it was perfect on the floor and then stepped onto it. He concentrated on where his centre of balance is and planed his landing. He took a deep breath. This wasn't really a skateboard trick per say, but they had there own rules that clearly state that no matter the trick, as long as it some how interacts with the board then it counts.
Harry leaped up in the air, board stayed still as he hoped it would, and spun back in a neat backflip in which he landed back on the board. With difficulty he steadied him self and managed to stay on.
"The others all erupted with applause and cheering making the mere nine of them sound like fifty.
"NO! That is so not fair! I can't do that!" Arn yelled with exaggerated defeat, dropping down his knees and make a horrid sound of fake crying.
"So you give up?" Harry said grinning.
"Duh! Do I look like a kinda guy who can backflip?"
"I dunno that but I do know I just whooped your ass!!!" After Harry said this they could hear the sound of someone knocking on the front door.
"That'll be Hermione." And they raced up to meet her at the door.
A/N: Im so sorry it took so long! It wont happen again, both my brothers have a sudden obsession with roller coaster tycoon and is now spending as much time on the computer as I usually do (4-5 hours per session) hehe, am I not a computer geek? Any who what did you think of the skateboarding thing? Review and tell me!
Sweethoneyno1: don't worry, if draco goes he's not going to be some little sweety, no way, he'll be himself, a sarcastic pain in the ass, but totally jealous of harry so he tries to show everyone up but always ends up on his ass. lol. That's my revenge against the git (lol, and he'll be a funny little thing not a pain to read about) The Ron being in the band thing won't be a big thing, so you can practically ignore it. And of course it's NOT going to be a Harry/Ginny or Harry/Cho ship, I HATE those so you don't have to worry one bit! : ) Thank-you for the advise on the money thing, I all I have to do now is find that button. Lol! And as to why he did not use magic to open the door is because im stupid and did not think of that. Thanks for reviewing!
Yami Rose: thanks for the song, I down loaded it and loved it! Thanks for reviewing!
Velvet curtain: I meant to say 'stripped off his socks' but after I got your review I tried to kick off my socks just to see if it was possible, I probably looked really stupid and the fact that it did not work made me feel even more so! lol! As for all the people I mentioned, well the reason they'd invite all those other people is because, mabe there not close friends to Harry himself but what about the others, you know for Fred and George might want someone there age and ask Harry to bring Lee Jordan, and Neville is also suffering under the weight of the war and other things, his gran might think it good for him to escape for awhile. And Ginny might want to bring Luna, I know there not the closest friends, but they could have become closer since the last year, who knows, use your imagination! Lol. And I hate Cho so she may not even come at all, but then again, Kira might want her to come to give her a piece of her mind (laughs evilly) And besides, the more the merrier (or crazier!).
Much luv!
PS: yes the other story is odd, but hey im odder! I live for odd things! You should see what I look like, no popular stuff for me! Probably cause' Iv been to long with out cable tv and with the computer as the wonderful friend it is....hehe. I need to get a life.
ChesterStanley: Thanks! You so rock! Much luv from ME!
Charley-Potter1:Thanks!
TanAlike: Disastrous, perhaps. Hectic. Yes. I know its not smart to force Malfoy and Harry in a foreign country together, in fact, its just plain evil. Evil tis my middle name! laughs , cough, choke! Note to self: Practice evil laugh! Lol!
Kyle: dude! You found my story! And duh I'll put Linkin Park in my fic, I was planning to anyway! : ) and remember, first you get the pizza then you get the cookie.
Mystic wonder: Dude! I down loaded 'this could be love' and in the words of Homer Simpson 'where have you been all my life?' Its one sweet ass song man!
REVIEW! I know some of you aren't reviewing. It makes me sad. And when im sad I cry. And when I cry, I make the scariest sound in the world. So please REVIEW!