Previously:
" I wonder who that could be." Said Hermione as she walked to front door. She opened the door…
and started jumping up and down and squealing.
" Oh My God! Look at you Mione!" said the mysterious girl at the door.
" Look at you!"
" Who's that?" screamed Draco from the living room.
" My friend Estelle from America." Said Hermione.
" Blaise, Harry put the bloody wands away!" whispered Draco.
" It's okay Draco, she's a witch."
"Oh."
" Well, everyone this is Estelle. Estelle this is my brother Blaise, his wife Ginny, her brother Ron, his wife Luna, that's my sister Sariah, her husband Harry, Lavender, her boyfriend Dean, that's Pavarti, her boyfriend Seamus, her twin sister Padma, her boyfriend Justin, that's Hannah, her boyfriend Ernie, that's Cho, her boyfriend Terry, that's Neville, and this is my husband Draco."
" Well that's mouth full. So let me get this straight, Blaise, Ginny, Ron, Luna, Sariah, Harry, Lavender, Dean, Seamus, Pavarti, Padma, Justin, Ernie, Hannah, Cho, Terry, Neville, and Draco."
" Yep."
"Well hello."
" So what are we doing first?" asked Draco.
" Show everyone where they're sleeping." Said Hermione, in a 'you should know that' kind of tone. " Estelle are you going to be staying?"
" Are you sure that wouldn't be imposing?"
" Positive."
" Okay, I guess I'm staying."
" Lavender, Dean do you mind sharing a room?"
" Hermione, I'm pregnant and engaged. Do you think it's gonna kill me if I sleep in a room with Dean?"
" Right." Said Hermione blushing.
"Well then, Hannah, Ernie, Dean, and Lavender will stay at Sariah and Harry's house. Seamus and Pavarti can stay with Blaise and Ginny. Estelle, Neville, Cho, and Terry can stay at my house. Padma and Justin you guys are gonna stay at Ron and Luna's."
" Okay."
"Now, what do we do?" asked Neville.
" The Mall!" exclaimed Estelle and Hermione.
" The What?"
" The mall, it's building with restaurants, stores, games, everything."
" Okay, whatever."
Just then the phone rang.
" Since when did we get a phone?" asked Draco.
" Since my mum and dad thought it would be a good idea." Said Hermione.
" Hello? Oh hi mum! Yeah, that sounds great. Okay I'll send the boys right out. Okay see you then. Bye."
" Now how are we going to get to this 'mall'." Asked Blaise.
" Mum said to go outside and look and that'll be the answer to that question."
All 20 of them filed out the door and met a shock. 4 Chevey Suburbans, one gold, one green, one silver, and one red. Each one has a big bow and a tag on the top.
" I want the green one!" exclaimed Ginny.
" To bad it says Malfoy on the tag and the back window." Said Draco.
" Harry, we got the red one!"
" Ginny we have silver."
" I guess that means we got the gold."
"Uh, not to sound totally clueless, but uh, what are these?" asked Neville.
" Cars!"
" Well I can drive, I know Harry can, but can anyone else." Asked Hermione.
" No."
" No need they're automatic driving cars." Said Zach Zabini.
" Cool! Thanks so much mum and dad!" said Hermione hugging them.
" No time to be hugging, you all should be getting to the mall."
" Right mum."
" Who's riding with us?" asked Harry.
" Whoever is staying at your house."
" Shotgun!" called Sariah.
So off they went to the mall. When Hermione pulled into a spot in the parking lot all she heard from Draco, Neville, Cho, and Terry was 'wow'. When they finally got together Hermione asked "What do you want to do first?"
" Eat!" said all 19.
" Okay, Chinese, Italian, American, Mexican, Japanese, Thai, or Indian?"
" Chinese."
" It's only the 4th floor so lets take the escalator."
"The escalator?"
" That thing over there, the moving staircase."
"Oh."
Draco and Neville took 5 minutes to finally get on the escalator, and getting off was a total disaster.
" Bloody hell, what the hell were these mall people thinking. A bloody escalator."
" Calm down, Draco." Said Hermione as they walked into the restaurant. "Can we please have the buffet table room? We have 20 people."
" Certainly ma'am, right this way."
As Hermione followed the waiter she saw someone out the corner of her eye that she really didn't want to see.