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Written by: RR and TP (no real names)
CHAPTER 11
Author's note: Sorry about the wait... I was really busy and sick... Thanks for the reviews! Umm just to point something out it said descendant, not heir. There is a difference. I know Ron does not seem like a Ravenclaw, but he needed to be included, because he has an important part later. And, I know there was no blood on the sword in the movie, and it isn't described in the book, but this is FAFICTION. But thanks to those who said that it was a good original idea.
"Okay, Ginny I need you to help me make dinner and... WHAT IS HE DOING HERE!?!?!" Mrs. Weasley screamed at the top of her lungs.
"Mom its okay," Ginny said, stepping in front of Draco.
"NO IT ISN'T! YOU KNOW HIS FATHER!"
Hermione stepped forward and said, "He isn't like that!"
"Besides," Ginny said, "He's my boyfriend."
"WHAT?!?! NO!!"
"I used Legilimens on him," Hermione stated. "His father forced him to do all that stuff."
"I still don't..." Mrs. Weasley began.
"Mom! He is okay!"
"Well, he isn't staying in your room."
"Yes he is!"
"I won't allow it!"
"Too bad!"
"It's okay Ginny," Draco said, "I'll just..."
"No, you are staying in my room!"
"If it causes a problem..."
"It does," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Fine mom!" Ginny said. "Draco, I guess we will have to have sex during the day."
This comment surprised everyone. Before Mrs. Weasley could continue, Ginny pulled Draco into her room.
"Uhhhh, Ginny?" he asked, quite surprised.
"That was just to shut her up."
Draco looked relieved and sad at the same time. If that was possible.
"Uhhh so... where do I sleep?" he asked, seeing one bed.
"In the bed."
"Oh... and you?"
"In the bed."
"Oh... won't your mom be upset?"
"Probably."
"Well, you see, she already doesn't like me..."
"She'll learn."
"You don't seem too concerned that she could get mad and make me leave."
"I won't let her."
"I think she still might."
"Then I would go with you... but she can't, its Harry's house."
"Harry's parents owned this house?! It's seems like it was... evil."
"The black family owned it."
"Oh... so when..."
"Yes, but don't mention it to Harry."
- - - - -
Harry unsheathed the heavy blade. The rubies grew brighter. He sighed, put it back in the sheath, and set it down, just as Hermione entered.
"Hey," she said softly. "What are you doing?"
"Oh, nothing..."
She pulled him down onto the bed and kissed him deeply.
They were too distracted to notice the rubies on the sword explode with light.
- - - - -
Draco broke his kiss with Ginny to see Salazar's sword casting green light all over the room. Ginny said, "Oooo!" as it faded.
"I wonder why..." Draco said slowly.
"Let's do that again!" she said, jumping on top of him.
- - - - -
Hermione gasped. The rubies turned cold black. All seven of the teens were in Diagon Alley.
"Harry?" she said, pointing to the hilt under his belt.
Draco, Ron, and Nevile check their swords. They all looked identical now. Pitch black.
"This can't be good," Ron said.
The air grew cold.
"Oh Damn!" Harry muttered.
- - - - -
Bang!
"Mundungus?"
"Dementors! Diagon Alley!"
"Alright."
Bang!
Pop!
- - - - -
Hermione, Luna, and Ginny flipped out their wands, just as hundreds of black clad dementors appeared. Harry, Ron, Draco, and Nevile unsheathed their swords. The first dementor to reach Harry got slashed, and, surprisingly, it disappeared. Ron stabbed the second. Draco and Nevile started helping, while Luna, Ginny, and Hermione stood surprised. But, through all of their valiant efforts, the dementors were still getting closer in.
Bang!
Pop!
Dumbledore and Mundungus appeared in front of them. Dumbledore tossed a small can to Harry yelling, "NOW!"
All seven teenagers touched it, and felt a familiar sensation.
- - - - -
"What?"
"Oww!"
They all ended up in a large pile in a dark alley.
"Where are we?" Ron asked.
Hermione looked out onto the street. She didn't see any familiar buildings.
Luna coughed, "I can hardly breathe!"
"It does seem really polluted," Harry remarked.
"And they write the names of hills on the hills themselves," Ron said, sounding slightly confused.
"What?" Draco asked.
Ron pointed.
"See? Hollywood."
"Oh!" Hermione exclaimed, "that's the Hollywood sign. That's the name of the city."
"That explains the horrible air," Draco muttered.
"We're in Los Angeles," Hermione said.
Ron, Ginny, Neville, and Luna looked confused. They were not taught geography for many places, because they never went to any muggle schools.
"California," Harry offered.
They at least knew that much.
"Oh," Ron said.
"Why here though?" Draco asked.
"Its far away I supposed," Hermione answered.
"Like that makes a difference."
"Yeah, but Voldemort probably wont look for us here."
Harry threw off his robe. He was wearing shorts and a T-shirt underneath.
"We need muggle clothes," he said.
Hermione looked out onto the street again.
"There is a McDonalds down the street, a jewelry shop next it, then a liquor store, a pawn shop, and a small clothing store."
"I'll go get stuff," Harry said.
He and Draco reached into their pockets.
Together they had forty galleons.
"That should be more than enough," Harry said.
"If it were muggle money," Hermione pointed out.
"Crap," Harry exclaimed.
"Would the jeweler give us money for the gold?" Draco asked.
"I would think so..." Harry said.
Draco was also wearing a T-Shirt and pants under his robe.
"I'll go with you," he said.
They headed out across the street. The jeweler turned out to be an old man.
"What can I do for you," He asked kindly.
"How much would you give me for this?" Harry said, placing a galleon on the desk.
The jeweler gasped.
"This is real gold?"
"Errr... I think so."
He eyed it carefully, taking a small piece of gold out from the display, and comparing them. He made a few calculations on his computer, the weighed the galleon.
"This has got to be worth five hundred dollars."
Draco put five more on the counter.
The man's eyes bulged.
"If these are fake, the are the best fakes I've ever seen."
"Three thousand dollars then, is it a deal?"
Author's Note: I think that is right, if it isn't, the jeweler made a mistake, not me.
"Yes," Harry said.
The man walked off into the back room, and returned, counting out thirty fifty dollar bills, and seventy-five twenty dollar bills. As soon as Harry and Draco left the shop, they both showed their obvious delight.
"Three thousand... that's about seventeen hundred Pounds!" Harry exclaimed, "The exchange rate isn't that high!"
"No, but we sold it for the gold worth," Draco said, "If all wizards did that, the muggles would get suspicious. We only get muggle money from mudbloo- sorry, muggle-borns, and we only give it to wizards to spend."
"I get it."
Author's Note: This was in case you didn't get that a galleon is equal to $500, just the gold value... If you still don't get it, ask in your review, and give me your email, and I will explain it.
Harry and Draco proceeded to purchase clothes for everyone. Once everyone was dressed, they walked toward Universal Studios.
"And you sit in a raft and they drop you down a waterfall?" Ron asked excitedly.
"Yes," Draco said. He had visited the summer before.
"LET'S GO NOW!"
"No."
"Why?"
"We need to find a place to stay," Harry said.
They finally found a nice enough hotel to stay in.
"What is the best room you have open," Draco asked as he approached the front desk.
"Penthouse sweet. It's at the top."
"Okay, how much?"
"Five-hundred a night. That includes room service."
"Here's for tonight, anything past that, I'll pay later."
They man eyed the ten fifty dollar bills.
"Are your parents here?"
The man eyed the two fifty dollar bills in his pocket.
"Here's your room key, it's the only room only level twenty."
Draco smiled.
The all entered the elevator, and went up to floor twenty. The penthouse was divided into four bedrooms, each with a spacious bathroom. The bedrooms opened into the central living room.
"Wow..." Ron said.
He and Ginny sat down on the couch in front of the TV.
"What's this?" Ginny picked up the remote. She pushed the power button, and the TV started up showing static.
"AHHH!" Ron, Luna, Ginny, and Neville jumped.
"It's okay," Hermione said, starting to teach them how to make the TV work, while Draco and Harry went to investigate the rooms.