So? When are you guys getting back together?
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Disclaimer – See Chapter One (Red Lightning).
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Chapter Two
Just shot me!
How much torture can one man take!
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"Delia's on 'd' loose,
Don take no sip from she juice,
Last man take a sip still CONFUSE!"
Song – Dalia's on the loose. (A/N I know it have some bad English there but that how the song does go!)
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"Dude, I don't about you but how the hell did your cousin get that for a girlfriend?" Ron said as Hermione and Ginny dragged him and Harry away from the Dursleys.
"That's what I'm trying to figure out" Harry replied.
Ron was still staring at Mystery in wonder as Hermione tapped her shoes against the tiled floor in annoyance.
"You know Ron I think it about time you blinked" said Ginny, "please close your mouth, dear," Mrs. Weasley continued as she began to hug everyone.
"Oh Harry dear, I almost forget, but next week Friday we would be coming to collect you from your relatives. We have not decided on the mode of transportation yet but please be ready around 1 o'clock, ok dear?
"Sure, Mrs. Weasley," Harry replied, "well, guys I better get going,"
"Bye mate! I wish you could come earlier! I don't know how I'm going to manage with all those veela running about all over the place!" Ron said.
"Good-bye Harry. I'll see you soon, alright?" Hermione said, hugging Harry, her eyes oddly bright.
"Of course you will!" he said with a slight smile.
Last in line was Ginny, she still looked pretty sad but she forced a smile on her face and hugged Harry.
"Just remember what I said," she whispered. Harry smiled sadly down at her.
" Bye, Mrs. Weasley. I'll see you next week!" Harry said hugged her too.
"Okay dear," she replied, "and be careful" and Harry was off with the Dursley with a heavy heart
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'Well,' Harry thought dryly, 'there's no mystery why Dudley picked her for his girlfriend.' Harry winced at the horrible pun, but hey, truth hurts.
Mystery, to be frank, was a double D cup.
Need I say more? Yeah, I guess so…Mystery was what we Trinidadians would call a Delia, and the British… a life size, new and heavily improve version of Barbie®!
Mystery…well…she was not exactly pretty, like the 'cute' pretty Ginny had, or the 'sophisticated' pretty Hermione had but was only recognised during the Yule Ball, but Mystery had a certain sex appeal (huge factor, the double Ds) that drew men to her.
Blonde, slightly taller than Dudley, huge boobs and the most annoying voice in the world…yep…that was the perfect way to describe own Mystery Plummber.
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The journey back to Privet Drive was pretty uneventful, unless you count that Mystery kept on staring at Harry, which to him, was not appropriate for a girl who has a boyfriend.
Fifteen minutes after arriving at Privet Drive, Harry bolted to his room vowed never to come out. He was scared for life! He had just saw…Dudley making out with Mystery! It was even worse that the time when he and Ginny were walking towards the library, but it was locked and from outside you could hear these weird moaning noises coming from inside. And Fitch was not on his normal patrol duty.
Wait….maybe that was worse.
He just heard a funny flop from the room next door and heard a high pitch giggle, followed by what sound like air being released from a balloon.
'Just shot me!' Harry thought as he collapsed on his bed covering his head in his pillow.
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A couple of hours after Harry's life changing experience, he looked down at his work with pride. He had begun rumoring around in some of the drawers that he never used but still had some of Dudley's old things, and found an old radio.
He was able to fix it with some tools he sneaked out from the attic (Dudley and Mystery decided to continue their activities somewhere else) and without further ado, he flicked the little red on switch and…nothing.
Harry was stumped. He was positive he did every right, right?
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Well Mr Potter, I believe you forget about a little thing called batteries.
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A/N – sorry about this chapter being so short. I have this horrible writer's block and I'm freezing my ass off by my computer!
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This angel's gotta PuckRock Grandma!