Chapter 4:

Before they'd gone down into Hogsmeade, Allison had changed into a pair of jeans and a shirt reading 'Got Magic?' with a pentacle underneath it, that she had recently bought from Salem.

The apron they'd given her was one that tied around the waist, so now people could see her shirt too. The apron was navy blue and smelled a bit like sulphur, but it was okay.

The customers turned out to be Draco and his ever-present guards. Only Draco now had blue hair.

'Hmm…' she thought, 'do they have to sleep near him to make sure no one hurts him at night? That's be funny.'

"Hi! Welcome to-" she started with a smile, but Draco held up a hand to make her stop. He seemed irritated.

"Can I help you with anything?" she asked cautiously.

"No," he said glaring at her, "we're fine."

One of his cronies stood in front of the door while the other looked at candy in a display case.

"What happened to your hair?" she asked.

"Mind your own business." He snapped.

She quieted and just sat at the counter, reading a magazine she'd found up there.

"You!" he called.

Her head shot-up and he waved at her. Allison sauntered over and stuck her hands in her pockets.

"Yes?" she asked.

"What's your name?" he asked.

She conjured up an name tag and pinned it one her apron, "Allison. Allison Caldwell." She replied.

"Okay," he said taking out his wand, "would you happen to know where Harry Potter or Ronald Weasley are?"

"No…" she answered slowly.

"Are you willing to be asked that under the influence of a truth serum?"

"Yeah… Why?"

"Nothing," he said tugging putting the wand away.

Allison shrugged as one of the boys, Crabbe, bought exploding taffy.

"I don't understand why you like those things. They're murder for your teeth, and not to mention the smoke!" she heard Draco saying as they walked up the street.

"So," Fred asked, "What's blonde-boy want?"

"Actually, he's got blue hair now." She corrected.

Fred and George laughed.

"What?" she exclaimed.

"What was he asking?"

"He just wanted to know where Harry and Ron were." Allison said, "I still don't get it. What is so funny?"
"Boys, you can come out." George said smugly, leaning against the wall.

From a trap door by her feet Ron and Harry came up, laughing their heads off.