SFF's Note: OK, so I can't write stories with more than one chapter. Oh, well. R&R.

Disclaimer: Prairie Field.

Chapter 3: The Hunt Begins

Neither Ron nor Hermione really knew how to work a computer, so Harry took charge. He went to , and searched for Marshall Field. When he found an entire site only for Marshall, he began to read about his childhood. Ron took notes while Hermione wrote down where they would go first and what questions they would ask what people.

They decided on first going to visit Marshall's son, Prairie, who lived in Santa Fe, New Mexico.

"Wait, Harry! How am I supposed to get there? You and Ron both have brooms, but I have nothing," Hermione said.

"Can't you make a portkey? Would you make one for all of us?" Ron asked.

"Yes!" Hermione replied, and she turned a pair of Harry's underwear into an unauthorized portkey.

"C'mon, guys," Hermione said, and with a whoosh, they were gone.

They landed bumpily on top of the El Dorado Hotel, where a young couple was in the swimming pool. The couple gasped, and Hermione performed a memory charm on them.

"Oops!" she said, "I guess I'm in trouble! Let's go!"

They arrived at Prairie Field's house and rang the doorbell. A man in his 50s came an answered the door.

"Hello? May I help you? Oh, by the way, if you are selling Girl Scout Cookies, I don't want them," the man said.

"Oh, no," Hermione began, "we aren't selling anything. We have a predicament…Harry?" Hermione pushed Harry forwards to speak.

"Er…well, you see, my friend, Marshall Field, is…"

"You know my dad??" the man said, "but he's been dead for years!"

"Exactly. You see, I have special contact with him, and he needs my help getting out of his grave," Harry explained.

"But how do you know him?" the man, Prairie, asked.

"I met him in a chatroom. Now could we come in so we could ask you some questions?"

"Yes, yes, certainly. But, first, what are your names? I'm Prairie Field, nice to meet you."

"I'm Harry, this is Hermione, and this is Ron," Harry said. Ron looked a bit scared.

"Very pleasing to meet you all. Now, please, come in, come in," Prairie said.

Prairie showed the three his home and offered them some tea, and then they set to work.

"Now, how well did you know your dad?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, very well. My dad and I would do everything together. We loved to fish, cook, and play miniature golf," Prairie replied.

"Oh! My boyfriend loves miniature golf!" Hermione said. "Now, anyway, did he have a favorite place? A loving wife? What were his favorite things?"

Prairie answered all questions patiently as Hermione asked them while Harry took notes and Ron fidgeted in his chair. After a while, Hermione got fed up with Ron and said, "Ron! Do you have anything you would like to ask Mr. Field?"

"Please, call me Prairie."

"Umm, yes," Ron said, "where is the bathroom?"

"RON!" Harry and Hermione yelled at the same time.

"What?"

"The bathroom is down the hall and around the corner on your left," Prairie described.

Ron thanked Prairie and headed to the bathroom.

After a 3.25647855 hours, Hermione had finished her questions, and Ron had peed several times in the bathroom that was down the hall and around the corner on his left, they were ready to leave.

"Thank you, Prairie," the trio said.

"No problem. If you need any more help, please, feel free to call me," Prairie replied.

"Yes…of…course," Hermione said. "Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

SSFs Note: I know some of this is wizardly incorrect, but deal with it. Now, please review!!