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Chapter 4

Holiday in Hogsmead

The trio arrived at half past ten at the Green Forest Inn. The inky black night seemed to swallow the tavern in which Naomi, Melanie and Mark were staying in. The lights that lit the foyer of the inn were the only sign it was even there. It was not exactly in Hogsmead, but once Mel and Nia had lay down, in their favorite silk pajamas, they realized why Mark had chosen this inn. The beds molded to fit their bodies, the pillows were very fluffy, and it seemed 'Only the best for our costumers' was an understatement.

The night seemed too short, or at least it seemed that way to Nia. She, being the morning person of the three, woke up a quarter after eight o'clock. Awake and smelling great, she thought. However, as she stretched, she caught a whiff of herself. Nasty! Merlin, do I ever need a shower...

She got up and looked out the window. It was nice and sunny outside, perfect for what she wanted to wear. Nia headed for the bathroom to have a nice long hot shower. About thirty minutes later, she came out wearing one towel around her and another on her head.

She walked over to her trunk and picked it up. It's really light... oh, the elves must have put my clothes away. How nice, she said to herself. She put her trunk back down and pushed it under the bed, then headed for the armoire. She picked a white blouse, a baby blue undershirt, and a black about knee length skirt. Finishing off her outfit, she grabbed a pair of knee high zip up pleather black boots and a pair of sunglasses to keep her hair out of her eyes. When she was done changing, she looked in the mirror, and satisfied with her look, she walked over to Mel. "Minx, get up! Minx, MINX!" she yelled, prodding Melanie with her finger. Yet, nothing seemed to be getting through to her.

Nia smiled at this little predicament. Picking up two pillows, she attacked Mel with the pillows. "Mummy, I don't want to get up yet. Please mummy, Mummykins!" Mel began to mumble in a begging tone.

"Since when am I Mummykins, Minx!" Nia began to laugh. The stunned expression on Mel face was priceless, pure and priceless!

Eventually, Mel got up and took a shower and changed. Seeing the fact of being the only witches, which was a perfect reason as to be late, they headed downstairs for breakfast. Once they were down, they saw Mark sitting at a table alone, seemingly drinking coffee.

"They're alive! I thought you two were dead. I've been down her for hours." Mark looked at them and smiled. Staring at the two chairs in front of him; waiting for them to sit down. As they did Nia added. "Well, I've been up for hours as well! I was trying to revive Minx here. You know, a dragoncould have attacked and she still be snoring away in her bed!" She sat there with mocking smile.

"Oh, ha ha, really funny!" Mel said, hitting Nia on her arm, then continued. "Lets just eat, I want to go shopping!" Mel finished, drooling as the food was placed in front of them. Everyone ate to their heart's content, Mel finishing an astounding four plates.

Later, walking in Hogsmead

"Why don't we go and look around Honeydukes? They look like they have some good candy, Shade." Nia looked at her brother.

"We could. Then we could go to Madame Malkin's and get you two some new cloaks. Maybe, I could even get her to make some dresses..." Mark trailed off, winking at Nia, for they both knew what Mel's reaction would be to new clothes.

"Would you really, Mark!" Mel asked, jumping up and down excitedly.

"Do you think I would have said that for nothing, Minx. I don't tease my siblings!" He said, laughing. It seemed when ever Mark was around, they laughed for what seemed like hours.

"Then can we go to Flourish and Blotts to get some books I've been dying to get my hands on. You understand; might as well while we're in Diagon Alley, right." Nia looked curiously into a window of Honeydukes.

"Of course!" He answered while entering the shop. They bought some candies at Honeydukes and then Mark Apparated with them to Madame Malkin's shop in Diagon Alley.

"I've always hated that feeling you get when Apparating. The squeezing feeling and all that. But I'll always prefer it to those wretched port keys!" Nia said, rubbing her sides.

"Oh, Hello Miss DuBois. How are you? And why aren't you two in school?" she worriedly asked the girls.

"They're with me for the week Madame. That's why." Mark stepped out from behind a rack of traveling cloaks.

"Oh, hello Mark. Back I see. Well that makes perfect sense then," Madame replied with a smile. After talking a little, Madame Malkin fitted the girls for some new cloaks and then some dresses.

"Naomi, this would go wonderfully with your eyes. And this one, dear, would go well with your, oh, what are they called... lontict cenes?" Madame Malkin showed her strapless black dresses.

"Contact lenses, Madame. Contact lenses." all three said in unison.

"Yes, well...Look at the dresses, Naomi," Madame said while handing her the dresses.

One reached to the floor and the other to her knees. They both had designs on it. One had a line of butterflies in grass going up the left side. The design on the dress was a hazel color. The other dress's design, the one that reached to the ground, had green ivy going up the side of it. This was the one that would go with her contact lenses. Well, at least the green pair, that is; the other was just a plain pair of contacts.

"Oh, they're beautiful Madame. But I don't think Mother would agree about the knee-high one. Can you make it as long as the other?" Nia asked politely.

"Yes, of course." And with a flick of her wand, it reached to the ground.

"I'll take them!" Nia smiled and began to look with them. She picked up the one that had with the butterflies and held up against her. "Can you make just one more adjustment?" She looked toward Madame Malkin. Nodding, Nia continued. "Can you put a slit at the bottom, on each please?" Madame took the dresses and made the adjustment.

Mark decided to say something. "Why don't you girls buy your dresses for the Pure-Blood Ball. It is at the end of the school year, isn't it?" He asked looking at them.

"No, they moved it to Christmas, Mark. You will be there, won't you?" Mel asked, curious.

"Only if you girls want me to be there," he said, smirking. He loved to make his sister admit, twice in two days, that she missed him; he loved it.

"Shade, that's not even funny. You're going to be there and that's final. I mean it's not fun, teasing those idiots, in French, alone. Mel hates to join in our Brother-Sister tradition. And there are two reasons as to why. One, it's our tradition and two, she's too busy enjoying the boys' company to participate anyways!" She looked at him, a pleading expression resting on her face.

"Oh alright! So we'll come and pick out our outfits a month before the Ball. Alright?" He said, a large smile on his face.

"Yeah. Alright." Naomi murmured happily, a smile on her face as well.

The rest of the week was much like this; waking up, eating, going shopping and filling Mark in on the changes that happened while he was in Italy. Surprisingly a lot had changed since Mark had left. The two talked Mark into coming to about a million different occasions that year and the next; he happily agreed to do things for his sister and her best friend.

"Did I ever miss a lot? And miss you two... a lot." He said, flashing them another one of those perfect smiles of his.