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Music, Magic And Mishchief
2
The Girl
Harry didn't recognise where he was but he recognised the person who came out of the house to his right.
"Hermione?" Harry saw his friend run towards him and stop just before she collided with him.
"Hi Harry. How are you? I know this is a bit of a surprise but I though because you been to Ron's house for the summer and you won't ant to spend your summer with the Dursley's I thought you would like to stay here for the summer. Besides Ron's staying here anyway." Hermione said all this without taking a breath and she was very red.
"You need to learn when to stop talking." Ron said.
"Well, go on then." Mr Weasley said and apparated, presumably back to the burrow.
The trio entered Hermione's house and were greeted by her parents then went up to Hermione's room. They sat in a triangle on the floor and Harry explained what had happened to his guitar.
"I didn't know you played guitar." Hermione said. Then her mother called up.
"Ellie's here."
"Oh." Hermione said. "I invited my friend Ellie over to meet you Harry, Ron's already met her."
Hermione left the room and Ron said.
"You're in for a treat her mate."
"What do you mean?"
But before Ron could answer Hermione returned with Ellie. Ron put his fist out and Harry, without taking his eyes of Ellie or closing his mouth tapped Ron's fist with his own.
"Harry this is Ellie." Hermione said. Ron hadn't been joking; Ellie had short brown hair, blue eyes and was the prettiest girl Harry had ever seen.
"Hi." She said.
"Huh, oh hi." Harry said leaping to his feet.
"Ellie knows about Hogwarts." Hermione said. "Oh just a second." Hermione ran out the room and returned with an old acoutstic guitar. "My dad used to play. I figure you can show us some stuff."
"You play guitar?" Asked Ellie.
"Yup." Harry said. "Usually electric."
"Cool." Ellie said. Paying more attention to Harry now.
Harry tuned the guitar and began to strum.
"What can you play?" Asked Ron.
Harry began to sing.
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw bums a dime in your prime, didn't you?
People called said beware doll, you're bound to fall
You thought they were all kidding you
You used to laugh about
People who were hanging out
Now you don't talk so loud
Now you don't seem so proud
About having to be scrounging your next meal
How does it feel, how does it feel?
To be on your own, without a home
Like a complete unknown, like a rolling stone
"Did you write that?" Ellie asked.
"No that was a Bob Dylan song."
"Who?"
"Doesn't matter."
"Can you play anything else?"
"Not much without an electric guitar."
Ellie tapped Hermione on the shoulder.
"Yeah?" Hermione said.
"Can I talk to you outside for a second?"
"Sure."
The two girls got up and left the room.
"Don't you just hate when they do that?" Ron said. "You know they talking about us… well, you."
"What?" Harry asked.
"Oh come on! The girl has been drooling over you ever since you said you could play."
"Really?" Harry smiled.
"And you can take your smug look of your face right now."
Both boys laughed. Then the girls came back in.
"There's an electric guitar shop about a mile from here." Hermione said.
"Do you want to go there after dinner and you can show more of what you can play." Ellie added.
"Sure, sounds good." Harry said trying his best to be cool, causing Ron to burst out laughing.
"Your foods on the table." Mrs Granger called up.
The four of them all went down to eat with Ron still laughing.
There is less magic in this story than my parents marraige just kidding.
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