Harry was gently shaken awake. "Harry… oh, Harry… HARRY, WAKE UP!"
Harry opened his eyes. Kelly was standing there, her hands on his shoulders. "What? What's wrong?"
"Oh, not much. You have to get up and buy me a gift in Hogsmeade, because there wasn't anything from you in my pile. Also, if you don't GET UP, we're going to be late," Kelly said, in an imitation of Diane's sweetness. "And then we won't be able to go."
"We can't go?" Ron asked, sitting up so fast that Hermione had to jump back.
"Unless you hurry," Kelly said, and the two walked out.
"Hurry," Ron ordered.
Harry rolled his eyes and jumped out of bed, opening his trunk. He and Ron pulled on his shirt and jeans and brought their socks and shoes to the common room where Hermione and Kelly were anxiously waiting.
"Go on ahead," Harry said. "We've gotta finish. Go tell Filch we'll be there soon."
"If you say so." Hermione shrugged.
The two walked out and Harry and Ron started to put on their socks.
"What's up?" Ron asked as soon as Kelly followed Hermione out.
"The dream I had last night," Harry said. He immediately plunged into an short summary of the dream as they finished getting ready. They were out of the portrait and near the sixth floor before Ron put his thoughts in order and spoke.
"Harry, you need to take Occlumency again."
That was the last thing Ron should have said.
"WHAT?" Harry said, stopping.
"Sorry, just my opinion," Ron said, shrugging.
"Take Occlumency again?" Harry asked, unbelievingly. "With Snape? Why don't you just kill me."
"Harry, from what I understand and what you've told me about the whole prophecy thing, the only reason you had to take it with Snape was because Dumbledore was afraid of what would happen if you took it with him. Now that we know it doesn't make a difference, and may be even better with Dumbledore, why would you go with Snape?" Ron asked.
Harry considered his words until they met the girls in the Entrance Hall, Filch tapping his foot impatiently while Mrs. Norris eyed them with distaste. Filch checked them out and huffed away, murmuring incoherent things.
"So what d'you want to do first?" Harry asked.
"Hmm…" she said. "Well, um… how does--?"
"Please," Harry interrupted, "please don't say you want to go to Madam Puckyfoot's."
Kelly laughed hard. "Harry, it's Madam Puddifoot's, anyway. And no, I wasn't planning on it. I'm not really a tea person, myself. Least, I don't feel like it at the moment. I was more thinking Quality Quidditch Supplies or Zonko's or something."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God!
"Sounds good to me!" Ron said.
"What d'you mean?" Harry asked.
"Oh, didn't Ron tell you?" Hermione asked, looking at Ron.
Ron grinned apologetically. "Sorry, Harry. The girl's decided to double-date."
"Oh, thanks. And everyone found it of great importance to inform me!" Harry exclaimed sarcastically. Personally, he was a little grateful. If this date turned out to be anything like his last, he would be thankful for Ron's company.
"Sorry, Harry," Ron apologized.
They entered Hogsmeade in what seemed like only a few moments. Quidditch lasted them a little while of chatter, and whether they thought Slytherin or Ravenclaw would win the next match. While Ron and Hermione thought that Slytherin would take the lead, Harry and Kelly believed Ravenclaw had a good chance. By the time they entered, however, chat had changed to what new things Zonko's might hold.
Hermione and Kelly didn't know which way to turn as they entered the village. Each shop seemed to be full of things they just couldn't live without. Harry and Ron tried not to look each other and do nothing more than grin; they'd be back here soon.
Harry walked in to a red room full of smoke and chattering people. A loud BANG! followed by green smoke and a crowd of cheers erupted from somewhere to their left. A squeak, a crash, a lot of screams, and then laughter came from their right. As they walked on, an explosion came from their direct left, engulfing them in orange smoke and sparks. After a coughing fit, Harry opened his eyes. A little girl's eyes were on springs coming out from her eye sockets, bobbing up and down.
"Awesome!" the girl said, looking around and hitting Colin Creevey. "I can see, like, so weird!"
The girl's eyes went back to normal in a flash of pink. "Aw…"
Harry couldn't believe what he was seeing. People eyes popping out on springs, hair constantly turning different colors, stilts appearing out of people's feet and making holes in the roof; no wonder Fred and George had come here first--it was amazing!
After spending half an hour in the joke shop, Harry decided to buy a Garroting Gas (colorless smoke that he didn't understand), Fiery Fire ("Spook your friends by making the fire go berserk at your word, without your wand!"), Pokey P.J.'s ("Put this on your friends pajamas and watch what happens when they put them on!"), and a Rocket Rally ("The teachers won't know what hit them!").
They left Zonko's and Harry was amazed at just how fresh the air was out here; or rather, how polluted Zonko's was. Ron, his pockets loaded, was anxious to start using his fireworks. He kept looking around for an unsuspecting victim to throw a Billowing Bomb at.
A slight mist was beginning to come over the snow-covered fairyland. Harry entered Three Broomsticks, almost dragging Kelly, and Ron, Hermione, because they were still in a window-shopping mood. Harry promised them they would finish up later.
They sat down at a table after ordering four butterbeers. For a moment they listened to the bustle of people around them, glad to have a warm place to rest their feet.
"You know," Hermione said, grinning in spite of herself, "I want to go to Madam Puddifoot's."
Harry and Ron looked at her, horrified. Kelly and Hermione laughed.
"Oh, you forgot, Hermione," Kelly reminded her, "It's 'Puckyfoot's'."
They laughed again, and this time Harry and Ron joined in.
"Well, it's not like I'd remember the place," Harry said, though this was a lie.
Kelly smirked, but said nothing. Hermione snorted into her butterbeer. Ron burst out laughing again.
"Yeah, right, Harry…." Ron said, grinning at his best friend. Harry grinned back. It was good to be able to joke like this, and especially now be able to laugh at a memory like that.
Hermione took her last sip of butterbeer, and Kelly soon after. Harry and Ron still had over half a glass to go.
"I'm ready to do some more shopping!" Hermione exclaimed, her eyes dancing.
"Me, too!" Kelly agreed.
Harry and Ron looked at each other. What had they agreed to?
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A/N:
Wahoo, wasn't that exciting? Well, I really don't care about this fic anymore because of all it's Mary-Sueness, so I'm going to stop editing it and just post everything else as is. I'm too lazy to do otherwise. So I hope you're enjoying the Mary-Sueness! It gets worse, I promise!
Oh, and if you're bothering to read, do try and review, won't you? It's interesting to get a review for this once and a while.
Riles