Part 4 of September and a Sickle!


"Ron, it's not really magic."

"What do you mean 'not really magic'? It says right there, look: "Magic Eight Ball!" The muggle lady at the shop counter even confirmed it!"

"Mhm. I'm gonna guess you asked if it was really magic, and she smiled and said 'yes'."

"Exactly, Harry! Exactly! How did you know?"

"I…"

"Doesn't matter. Harry, this thing is fantastic! I can't even believe muggles have access to this!"

"Ron…"

"No, no, no, Harry, you just listen. I asked it whether the Cannons would win yesterday, and you know what it said?"

"Alright, what did it say?"

"It is certain. Its exact words! Harry, it knew the Cannons were gonna win, and what happened?! THEY WON! 150 to 140, first win of the season!"

"Of the decade, more like."

"That's what makes it so amazing! Who else could have known?! Harry, this is a fortune teller's dream! It's better than Trelawney!"

"Anything is better than Trelawney."

"Alright, I'll give you that. But I made five hundred galleons on that game!"

"Wait, you bet five hundred galleons based on a prediction from a muggle toy?"

"It's not a toy, Harry! And I only bet fifty, the odds were ten-to-one."

"...Where'd you even get fifty galleons, Ron?"

"I emptied out part of my savings. But that's not important! Harry, this magic eight ball thingy is amazing! It pointed me towards another golden opportunity, and I'm bringing you in! We're gonna get rich, buddy!"

"I'm scared to ask."

"Excellent! There's this company: MMM. You put money in it, and then practically weeks later you get five times your investment! It's brilliant!"

"I'm sorry, how does that work again?"

"Well, they gave me a booklet. Read it, it's all there! All you have to do is place an initial investment, and then you get a rank that allows you to recruit more people to invest into the company. And the more you recruit, the higher your pay-off!"

"Ron, NO! Ron, that's called a pyramid scheme!"

"Well, that's good, right? I mean, the pyramids have been around for ages, so my money will be just as stable, yeah?"

"Oh my God. Ron, please tell me you waited before…"

"All of it, Harry! I gave them all my money! My saving, my winnings, even some I borrowed from around! Malfoy practically threw his at me when I told him about it!"

"Malfoy…You borrowed Malfoy's money?"

"Ha, he just overheard me in the pub, Harry! You know, after the game. If only you could see his face when I told him how rich I'm gonna be!"

"So you took his money?"

"All the one thousand galleons! But don't worry: it's a sure thing! And it'll be knuts to me when I give it back!"

"I don't...I don't know what to say…"

"You don't need to say anything. I actually brought you here, because I have an important question to ask this magic ball, and I want you with me for this. Harry, are you ready? Why are you so pale? Ah, doesn't matter, here goes: Magic eight ball, magic eight ball, will Hermione Granger break up with Draco Malfoy?"

Try Again.

"HARRY! HARRY, IT SAYS 'TRY AGAIN!' It wants me to try again with Hermione! She'll take me back! We'll have kids together! We'll be rich! And Malfoy will be left with nothing! Hahaha! C'mon, Harry, we gotta hurry...when's their wedding again? Two hours? We can make it! It's not too late! It's never too late!"

Sigh.