AN: Chapter 5. Shopping with Ginny. As demanded by you!

Ginny stood at the door of Hermione's bedroom, waiting for her to find her purse.

"Hurry up, Mya. Anyone would think you hated shopping."

"There's a very good reason for that," Hermione muttered darkly.

Losing her patience, Ginny banished all the clothes back to the wardrobe – she had thrown them everywhere, after all.

"Accio Hermione's purse." The small black object flew into Ginny's hand, and Hermione groaned. Now she couldn't get out of shopping. Or maybe she could. Ginny had opened the purse and seemed very interested by the array of cards.

"What are these, Mya?"

"Those two are credit cards, that I can use to pay for things in Muggle shops, and that one is my driving licence."

"Driving licence? What's that for? And what about this one?"

"The driving licence means I'm allowed to drive a car, and that one means I can borrow books from the local library."

Ginny looked nervous.

"This car of yours isn't going to fly into the Whomping Willow, like the one dad modified, is it?"

Hermione laughed. She knew all about that incident. Eventually, she shook her head.

"No, it won't. It stays on the ground, I promise."

"That's a relief."

Eventually, they made it out of the house and into the car. Ginny was surprised by its size.

"It's so small!"

"That's because the Ford Anglia you had was magically expanded. This car isn't."

"Oh, ok."

Ginny was even more surprised when they arrived at the shopping centre.

"It's just… one big building. Where are the shops?"

"Inside. It's called a shopping mall. Come on, Ginny, out of the car."

Ginny pushed at the door, getting frustrated when it wouldn't open. Hermione sighed, and walked round the car to open the door. As she did so, she explained it to Ginny.

"You pull that little lever there, and then push the door."

"Your muggle contraptions are so complicated. I'm so glad I'm a witch."

She was, however, very impressed with the shops.

"I wish I'd exchanged some money at Gringotts before coming here – some of these clothes are really pretty."

Fortunately, she was wearing muggle clothes, or she would have looked very out of place. She was attracting enough attention as it was – gawping like a tourist, as though she'd never seen a shopping mall before (which, of course, she hadn't).

"Oh, Mya, let's go in here." Grabbing her friend's arm, she pulled Hermione through the doorway. Hermione glanced round. Of all the shops Ginny had to choose, it had to be one that sold lingerie.

"Mya, you really ought to buy some."

"Ginny. There is nothing wrong with my underwear. Please, put it down and let's go."

"A girl can never have too many knickers, Mya, and these are really pretty."

Hermione risked a glance. Ginny was holding up what looked like a tiny scrap of lace. Quickly, she closed her eyes again. She could feel her face turning bright red. Before she could say anything, however, she was being led out of the shop.

"I was embarrassing you, wasn't I? I'm sorry – I didn't mean to."

"Let's… just find some stuff and go home, ok?"

"OK."

It took longer than expected to find Hermione the "perfect" outfit, but finally Ginny was satisfied.

"I think we're finished!"

"I've got one more thing to get, then we're done."

"What's that?"

"You've seen my games console, right? There's a new game I want to get for it."

That didn't take long, however, and soon they were back in the car, on the way home.

AN: The next chapter is being written, and will be online after you post some reviews.