A Story of Juanita

Beaner-Bop

A/N: Been a while since I wrote… -.-;;

Disclaimer: Still don't own.

Chapter Thirteen: A Bookstore and a Library

Juanita, while her stomach was still feeling slightly sick from the portkey, still had to look around in awe. She wasn't usually a fan of book stores, which is where Taney brought them but she had to admit, this place was cool. The building they walked into didn't seem very large from the inside but when they walked in, all of them were surprised to see the vast amounts of shelves, not to mention all the books on them.

Juanita took her time looking through the books, not knowing what she wanted to get. Everyone else already knew what types of books were their favorites. She only liked make-believe and fairy tales and wasn't sure she'd find any of that in this bookstore. She spread one of her hands out and began to caress the books as she past them, wanting to see if anything stood out at her then.

"May I help you?" An elderly man said, popping out in front of her and smiling at her slightly. Juanita looked down, embarrassed. She looked up again, biting her lip.

"I suppose. I'm trying to find a book that I like, but nothing I see really makes me want to read it." She sighed. "I probably shouldn't even be here. I'm not much a reader." The man in front of her snorted.

"Now don't say that. If you've read a word, you're a reader. Come along, I'm sure we can find you something. What types of stories do you like?" He asked. Juanita mumbled something under her breath. "I'm sorry dear, I didn't quite catch that, could you say it again?"

"I like fairy tales." She said silently, but still louder than before. "and make-believe." The man in front of her nodded.

"So you're a fantasy fan, then, are you?" He asked. Juanita looked up at him and cocked her head to the side.

"Fantasy…" She said softly before grinning, "I guess I am." The man laughed.

"You really don't find to many books like that in the wizarding world, those are more or less 'Muggle Only', but I've got a secret for you." He leaned in close to her ear. "I've got a whole section of this store that is muggle books only." He leaned back and winked at her again. "Want to check it out?" Juanita jumped up and down and clapped her hands.

"Yes, please!"

The man began to lead her far back into the store and then took her down one of the longer aisles. He summoned a chair for her to sit on and began grabbing some books off the shelves.

"These…these I believe you will like." He said as he put the books beside her. "If you don't, just put them back onto the shelf, and if you want to find more, well, here you are!" Juanita was about to tell the man thank you but before she got the chance, he was gone, leaving her alone with her books.

She began reading one that starred a dragon and as she read, she remembered that one time that her father told her about…

Ginny bit her quill feather lightly before quickly spitting it back out. Damn Hermione for putting that repellant on the end! She thought. She shook her head and did her best to forget about it as put her quill to paper again.

Gracie looked up at the man in front of her with distaste. Did he always have to show up at times like this?
"I didn't need your help." She said roughly, pushing herself up off the ground, and dusting her hands off her robes. The blonde man in front of her just shook his head and laughed lightly.

"So you're telling me you'd rather have at least one of your arms gone and a leg, instead of me stepping in to help." Gracie just mumbled under her breath at this. "It's really not all that nice to ignore people like that." She looked up at him and sent a fake smile his way.

"How's that, Darian?" He took a step closer to her and kissed her nose.

"Better, but I think you could do better still."

Oh…I know you can do better.

Ginny turned to glare a Draco who had just added his two cents to the story.

"What are you doing?" She asked as she rolled the paper up and tucked it, along with her quill and ink into her bag.

"I'm reading, well, I was reading your story. It's not nearly as good as your others usually are." Ginny crossed her arms over her chest and huffed.

"And how do you know about those stories?" She asked. Draco just slipped his hands into his pockets and shrugged.

"I've been borrowing them." Ginny raised an eyebrow at this.

"Borrowing without asking is technically stealing." She told him. She did her best to not roll her eyes when Draco grinned at her.

"Not if you fully intend to give it back before they know its missing." Ginny didn't hold back the eye rolling now.

"Isn't telling me a bad thing then?" She asked, "Now that I know, I'll know to guard against you taking my stories." He smirked at her before leaning in close to her face. He dipped his head and kissed her quietly. Ginny wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him in tighter. A while later they broke apart, breathing somewhat harshly.

"I have to get to class." Draco told her, giving her one last peck on the lips. "I'll see you later. Here?" Ginny nodded in response. "Good. Later, Weasel!" He saluted to her with a scroll that she didn't see in his hands before.

Her eyes widened as she began to look into her bag.

The ferret stole another story!

Juanita was still reading the dragon story when someone touched her on the shoulder. She looked up and found her sister looking at her strangely.

"We've been calling you forever, Juan. Come on, we got to go." Her sister pecked the book out of Juanita's hands and read it.

"Do Not Meddle in the Affairs with Dragons for you are Crunchy and Taste Good with Ketchup.1 Heh, sounds interesting. I might have to borrow it from you sometime. Come one Juan, time to go back to Hogwarts. Got everything you want?" Her sister asked. Juanita picked out one other book from the pile and nodded. "Good, then lets ring it up and get out of here. I'm gonna be late for another quid ditch meeting and who knows what my house will do to me then!" Juanita giggled but followed her sister to the check-out counter. The man up there was the same who showed her where those books were.

"I hope you found what you wanted." He asked her, to which she nodded her head.

"Yup! Got just what I wanted." The man handed her, her package and the group left the store.

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