Harry Potter and Dumbledore's Army
Chapter Four:
AN: Forgive me for not having any clue what British teens are wearing now a days. I am only an American fashion fan.
The group exited Diagon Alley and headed into the respective bathrooms in the tavern. Hermione used a bunch of rags to transform a series of muggle outfits. She handed a bundle to each person and ushered everyone into the restrooms. Once out, she smiled with satisfaction not unlike those she displays after acing a test or answering a question correctly. It wasn't until this point that some one chose to say something.
"Erm, 'mione, Harry, what are we doing? None of us are muggle'd enough to pass in the real muggle world. I mean, I practically failed muggle studies." Ron squeaked out as he uncomfortably shifted in his muggle clothes. Ron was outfitted in a pair of jeans (a little to tight for my personal taste as the author) and a rather snug wife beater with a button up over it. Harry was wearing a Manchester United tee and some dark denim (almost as tight but rather attractive on the athletic build Harry was sporting). Ginny smiled as his twirled twice in her peasant skirt and off the shoulder blouse. One of the more surprising makeovers was Neville who nicely fit into a pair of khakis and a simple tee shirt that said "Herbology Major." (Of course the humor behind Hermione's rather scandalous choice was missed by majority of the group. Oh how Hermione has surprised us all.)
Over all though everyone had to agree that Luna, as a muggle, was rather stunning. Her usual witch robes were rather dull and smelly (due to the constant onion and garlic chains found under her collars). She rarely was seen in any color but black so her sudden appearance in pink was rather awing. Hermione has her dressed in a light pink cami with a upper-torso-only white pull over. To finish off the outfit Luna was wearing a flowing open legged pair of white capris.
"You guys will do fine. The only true differences are in money, which Harry and I will take of, and that you can't talk of magic. Everything you see works electrically and not magically. If you don't know what it does or how to work it, quietly ask or ignore it. Follow my lead." Hermione smiled and headed towards the doors of the tavern.
I will now skip over the details of their lunch and inform you, the reader, that things did not lead to jail time or memory wipes. I consider this a successful trip and will leave it at that.
"Wow, That was the best meal of my life!" Ron followed this with a rather impressive burp and a even more impressive shade of red. The group laughed and walked back into Diagon Alley. They all smiled and headed their respective directions to accomplish their respective tasks.
Harry and Ginny shyly headed towards Flourish and Blotts to pick out books. He looked at his list and groaned. "This is going to take ages. Hermione is crazy." He went to hand Ginny the list to demonstrate how ridiculous it was but instead shoved his hand (list and all) right into her chest. "Omph, watch where you push." Ginny said rubbing her bosom. She laughed but did notice Harry's creeping red blush. "Harry, can we talk before we start?"
"Uh, sure I suppose we could." Harry stammered out. His previous mistake still had him feeling uncomfortable and the promising conversation worried him even more. All summer he had put off thinking about his decision about Ginny. His heart ached slightly as he sat on a bench next to the beautiful redhead.
"Harry, I know that you want to protect me but I can't let that ruin us. I've been trying all day to keep things light and friendly but you have been pushing me away. Like, just then. So what you bumped me in an unmanly spot. If you had done it to Hermione you wouldn't have even noticed and that's saying something since she better endowed. (Harry's mouth dropped at Ginny's forwardness) Harry if you insist on being only friends please keep to at least that. I don't want to feel ignored or forgotten… even if that means being only friends." Harry then looked into Ginny's eyes and saw a bit of sadness and a bit of pleading. Harry's mind reeled and his hands shook. 'This isn't what I wanted at all. I have been pushing her away a bit… But I can't be in the same room with her without wanting to get on my knees and beg for her back.' His head hurt and his heart throbbed. Harry clearly had made his decision without having first consulting his heart.
"Erm, Of course. Friendship. Yes. I, er, don't mean to ignore you ('oh but I have to') I just haven't been all that hear. Erm, nerves and all. I promise, I'll try to go back to how things were before sixth year, you know friends." His stammered response was clearly not what Ginny had hoped for but was satisfactory enough for the moment. She weakly smiled and grabbed the list from his hand. Harry again blushed, having though that she was planning on grabbing his hand, and tried to look at the display window instead of Ginny.
Harry and Ginny's dilemma was the only of the day. Surprisingly Hermione and Ron were getting along quite nicely and Luna and Neville were comfortably enjoying their task. Not long later the group rejoined and the dreaded task of dress robes began. The girls giggled and swirled and twirled as they dashed in and out of dress shops. This event even included a few surprising stops in muggle stores. With bags, boxes and books in hand the group made their way to the Phoenix Flight for the ride home.
AN: Well just a real quick chapter to get some emotions out and in the open. I'm feeling a bit humorous today (hence the style change). It helped that I had a series of wonderful reviews. Thanks for all of the support and I promise the next chapter will be longer and with a little more fun. Let's just say their guests will be interesting.