Chapter Fifty Four
The old man and the guitar
They had just got done eating breakfast in the hotel restaurant, and were on their way out to do some sightseeing when they saw an older gentleman that was sitting on the sidewalk selling a beautiful acoustic guitar. Harry asked the man how much he wanted for the Guitar, and he said that he wanted 300 Euros. Harry looked over the instrument, and looked over at Hermoine with a smile. "I'll take it sir." Harry handed the man 300 Euros, and took the Guitar and the case that the man had with it. "Don't worry Hermoine, I think that I will take it up as a hobby. What do you think, Cowboy Harry." Harry put it on his hip and pretended to play it with the cowboy swang.
Hermoine had a laugh at this, and told Harry. "I think that it's a great idea for a hobby, but not the type of music. I don't see you doing country western Harry. Maybe Punk, or alternative, but not Country Western. But I like the Guitar, it looks good on you." She smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek.
Harry didn't know why she had done that, but he wasn't going to complain. "Thank you Moine, but I think that I might try the Country thing. If I don't turn out being any good at it, I can always try the others." Harry put the guitar in the case and asked the Concierge if he could put it in his room for him.
The concierge told him. "It won't be a problem Masuer, it will be there when you get back today from your sightseeing."
Harry thanked the man, and left him a tip and his room number. After they left the hotel, they made their way down the Arch De Triomphe, and did some sightseeing and shopping. Hermoine took Harry all over the area describing the different things that were both built by the Muggles, and by Witches and Wizards. "See the Eiffel Tower over there Harry. It was actually built by the French Ministry of Magic for their own headquarters over a hundred years ago. No one can tell where the entrance to the ministry is except for Witches and Wizards. It looks just like a regular tower to muggles. There is a whole five stories underground that house the ministry. The entrance is in a inconspicious phone booth that's on the ground floor of the tower." Hermoine showed him the booth as they toured the tower, and the guard that was guarding the area just nodded to them with a smile. "That guard knows if you're a Witch or Wizard and won't let anyone use the booth unless they are. He is one of the French Auror's and they are very powerful Witches and Wizard's. His nodding to us was just in letting us know that he recognizes us as a Witch and Wizard, and that if we have any problems that he would help us out while we're here at the tower. See what he's doing now, he's letting the appropriate people in the Ministry know that there are a foreign Witch and Wizard in Paris, and that we are sightseeing at this time. Look he is waving us over, probably to find out how long we are going to be staying in France so that he can let his superiors know." They walked over to the man to talk to him for a bit.
"Good afternoon Madame and Mesiour, how long will your stay in Paris be this time. Ah my oh my, aren't you Harry Potter?" The young man was excited that he was finally able to meet the famous Harry Potter.
"To answer your questions in the order that you asked, we will be staying here for two weeks, and yes I am Harry Potter, but I go by Harry Weasley, which is the last name of my adopted parents. They adopted me right after my parents were killed. Is there anything else that we can do for you sir?" Harry was polite, but didn't like the notoriety that his scar brought about.
"No there isn't anything else that I need, but the minister of magic would like for you and your party to join him for dinner tonight at the top of the tower restaurant at eight pm."
Hermoine looked over at Harry with hope in her eyes. "Is it going to be a problem with my parents that we are here with for they are muggles? I know that they would love to meet your minister, they don't have problems with magic, in fact they have been living with me being a witch for the last two years." Hermoine was smiling at the young man with a sweet smile.
"No, it won't be a problem at all, the minister has dealt with muggles before, and this is a muggle restaurant. Just tell them that You're with Minister Pierre le blanc at eight, and you will be shown to your table that he's at." The young Auror smiled at them as they went about there sightseeing around the tower.