A/N: I just finished this before I packed my laptop for moving. I should have my computer up and running soon as I'm only moving into town. Anyways, I know that the London Zoo is patterned this way (even though I try to be fairly accurate when it comes to places). The only thing that is true about the London Zoo is that they charge 14.50 Pounds per person. I actually patterned the zoo after the Tulsa Zoo, as I am from Tulsa. Also, the name of the male elephant is also patterned after the male elephant at the zoo here, as is the zoo restaurant. The elephants have a building in which you walk into and then at the end you can go to the elephant yard where the female elephants are. This area is secluded as many people are tired at this point and can see them also from the inside. For a map of the Tulsa Zoo, go to this link for a better idea of the set up: http/ went to bed early that night. He thought he was tired from the trip, but found out that he wasn't. Fred was snoring loudly in the other bed. Angelina was in another room as Mrs. Weasley wouldn't allow them to sleep in the same bed even though they were married.

He couldn't take it anymore. Whenever he couldn't sleep, he usually flew his broom. He went to the bottom of his bed into his trunk and grabbed his broom. Since opening the shop, Fred and him both got new brooms, Nimbus 2000's.

Trying to walk silently out of the room, he heard Fred stir.

"If you're thinking of flying, don't let mum hear you. She'll go into a long lecture about trying hide from the Muggles," Fred said sleepily. He turned over and began to snore again.

George laughed and stepped carefully down the stairs. Luckily, the stairs didn't creak too loudly. He walked out the back door and hopped on his broom.

The air that hit his face felt wonderful. He stayed on the path that lead to the lake so that he didn't go too high up. When he got to the lake, the lily pads that Claire had conjured were still there. Then he got an idea.

He went down the path she had told him, and finally found her cabin. It looked almost like his cabin. The lights were all off in the house except for one. He flew to it and saw the window was open and the sheer curtains were drawn.

Glancing in, he saw her pacing her room. She looked even more beautiful now then she did earlier. She wore long pajama pants and a tank top and her hair was on top of her head in a messy bun. Her feet were adorned with elephant slippers and she wore square plastic rimmed glasses. He also noted that she was talking. He didn't see anyone in her room and thought for a second she was talking to herself. In the corner, however, there was a large peacock quill which was writing in what looked like a journal.

"I met a guy today," she started. George held his breath as to hear every word. "He seems really nice, but very quiet. He promised me that he would take me to Diagon Alley to show me his shop. I can't wait. I really like this guy, but I might have blown it today. You know how I start to babble a bit when I meet a really good looking guy." At this, George slipped on his broom and hit the house with his hand. She stopped talking immediately. He clung to the side of the house, trying to blend in. She stuck her head a little ways out the window and didn't see him. She went back into her room and continued with a slight humor in her voice, "Sorry for the interruption, Diary. George, the guy I told you about, is trying to blend in with the wall outside my window. I guess he forgot that I got an A in my Divination O.W.L." She laughed as George cursed.

She stuck her head out the window and whispered, "Did you really think I didn't notice you?"

"I was hoping," George replied, flying to her window. "Do you want to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow?"

"Sure. I'm planning to go to the London Zoo tomorrow. If you want to come you can, and then afterwards we can hit Diagon Alley."

"Can't wait," he said.

"Pick me up at nine," she smiled.

"In the morning!"

"That's when they feed the animals and you see more stuff. See you then," she smiled. She walked back into her room and turned the light off.

George laid in bed and was sleeping quite well until he heard Fred groan.

"If you don't get that I'm going to blast the ruddy owl away," Fred groaned, turning over in bed. George opened his eyes, shielding them from the light. At the window was a large barn owl pecking on the glass. George stumbled over to the window and opened it. The owl flew in and landed on his bed. In it's beak was a letter. He took the letter from the bird's beak and opened it. In rather large writing, it said:

I know you haven't gotten up yet so I wrote this in big letters so you wouldn't hurt your eyes. It's eight-thirty and you should be getting ready for our date. If you aren't here in thirty minutes, I will have to come to you. Then I'll have to meet your family.

Claire

It took a moment for George to comprehend the message. He glanced at his bedside clock and it was now eight thirty-five.

He got up, stretching and made his way for the bathroom. The door was closed and he started to pound on it.

"Come on! I have to get ready!" he yelled.

Ginny poked her head out with her toothbrush still hanging out of her mouth.

"I am getting ready because me and Hermione are going into London to look at wedding robes. Why are you getting ready for?" she asked.

"I'm meeting someone," he replied curtly, forcing himself not to turn red.

Ginny smiled. "Ohhh… a girl. Well, I'm not going to be done in here for a while. Go to the end of the hallway, there's another bathroom there."

"So basically I've been wasting my time talking to you instead of getting ready? Why didn't you tell me!" he said, thumping her on the

head and running down to the other end of the hallway.

"I don't think I'm a waste of time and you didn't ask!" she yelled at him while throwing a bar of soap at him.

He took his shower and went to the sink to shave. He glanced at his watch. Eight forty-six. He shaved quickly and in the process got

many nicks and cuts. With toilet paper bits stuck to his face, he finished up and went to his closet. He stopped dead.

Was she expecting this to be a dress up date or a casual thing?

Just then, Ginny came in.

"Ginny! I need your help. What would a guy wear if him and his date were going to a Muggle zoo and then Diagon Alley?"

Ginny's smile widened. "I knew it was a girl."

He looked at his watch. Eight fifty-five. "Ginny, I don't have time!"

"Go casual. You don't want to be all dressed up at a zoo." She picked out a pair of jean shorts and a lightweight cotton shirt. She then picked up some sandals that were next to his bed. "Here, wear this. It's casual, yet dressy."

George kissed her on the top of her head. "I owe you."

"As always," she said, walking out of the room.

It was a minute after nine when he went rushing to her cabin. He had cheated a bit and Apparated there. She was just coming down the steps. As always, she looked beautiful. She was wearing a khaki colored cotton skirt with a white tank top. On her feet were flip-flops. Her hair was up in a simple ponytail.

"I was about to come and get you," she smiled, walking down the steps.

"I was running a bit behind. And Fred wishes you would wake up at a reasonable hour."

"Fred?"

"My twin brother. Anyways, ready?"

"You do know where it's at don't you?" she asked.

"Err…no."

"Grab my arm." He grabbed her arm and they Apparated to the zoo.

They had Apparated behind a tree that was in front of the zoo gates. They were just now opening them and Claire started walking toward the gates. George caught up to her and took in his surroundings. There were no animals yet, but there was a gift shop on one side and a ticket booth on the other.

She walked to the ticket booth and said to the lady behind the glass, "Two adults please."

"That will be twenty-nine pounds," the older woman said, accepting the money.

"I should be paying for this," George whispered in her ear.

"Do you have Muggle money?"

"No."

"Then I pay," she smiled, taking his hand and leading him into the zoo. Their first stop was the polar bear who was swimming in the pool.

Around eleven-thirty, they were both hungry. They stopped at The Grille, the zoo restaurant and had hamburgers and fries, which George liked very much.

Their last stop was the elephants. There were four elephants all together, one male and three females. The male elephant, Sneezy, was rolling around in the small little pond that was there for him and having a good time. They laughed and went outside to see the females in their pen.

Claire looked around and whispered to George, "Want to see something cool?"

"Always."

Making sure that they were alone and that no zookeepers were around, she held her hands out in front of her. The three female elephants turned slowly around to face her. She lifted one of her other hands and they all stood up on their back feet. Then they started to kick their feet out in a slow dance. After about a minute of dancing, they returned all four of their feet to the ground.

"Wow! How did you do that?" George asked.

"I'm good with animals," she smiled. She waved her hands toward herself and then the elephants started walking toward them. The elephants put their trunks over the fence and she started to pet them. George followed suit.

"I learned that at a seminar back at Salem. It was called 'Communicating with Magical Animals.' I figured you can communicate with normal animals, too. I was the only person that could actually communicate with the animals though. They have to be able to trust you. Animals have like a sixth sense when it comes to that. If they look at you they can tell if you are bad or not. Evidently I'm not bad," she smiled.

"I guess not," George smiled back.

They walked out of the zoo and Claire grabbed his arm as he Apparated them outside of the Leaky Cauldron. They walked through the pub and out to the back where George opened the gateway to Diagon Alley. Claire's eyes got real big at all the sights.

"Wow," she breathed. "This is so much bigger than Mavenhurst Boulevard."

They walked down the cobblestone street and stopped at Florean Fortescue's for some ice cream. While they were sitting down enjoying their sundaes, George looked up and saw Ginny and Hermione coming out of Madam Malkin's.

"Damn," he said. He quickly pulled his wand out and did a quick Disillusionment Charm, but it was too late. They had seen him and Claire.

"Hello, dear brother!" Ginny yelled, trying to make a scene. Hermione, who was behind Ginny was laughing into her hand.

George took the Disillusionment charm off and mumbled,"Hello, Ginny."

"Who is this?" she asked, pointing to Claire.

"I'm Claire, George's date for this morning," she smiled, shaking Ginny's hand.

"Ohh…an American. Welcome to Diagon Alley. I'm Ginny, George's sister. This is Hermione, George's soon to be sister-in-law." Claire also shook hands with Hermione. "Well, we better get going. What time are you going to be home for dinner so I can tell mum," Ginny asked George, trying not to laugh.

"Don't you dare-" he started.

"Oops, look at the time! Gotta run!" Ginny laughed, running toward the Leaky Cauldron.

Claire, who was smiling, said, "They seem nice."

"You should change that seem to seemed," George grumbled.

Claire laughed and said, "Come on, lets go see your store."