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DON'T FORGET TO REVIEW!!!!!!! Must I find out where you live and force you to write one?! *creepy dramatic music* I don't even care if they are criticisms to the story… well I do… but… it will help the story…whatever I must do to improve. I want to dedicate this Chapter to MayMarieK! Woo MayMarieK! For reviewing three times and for having an awesome profile!!! Keep it up Chicky! Yay! ANYWAY… let's circle the wagons… I STILL NEED NAMES!!!! *whispers to readers* Edward Cullen... Don't worry we'll kill him off.Teehee =D ANYTHING!!!! Also I have three unposted, but finished, songfics as well as a list of about 39 other songfic ideas…I helped with the ideas too! =D I will try and work on them simultaneously to these chapters. Chappies! Read, Enjoy, and REVIEW! Or I will send a hobo after you! *gasp*
Disclaimer: Once more I can't think of anything to say even though I'm hyper and really excited and I don't know why…so just a simple 'I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER' will have to suffice. Oh, and note to self… cow pies aren't really pies…*shudders* O_O
When we last left our beloved characters: Ron and the sreechsnap screamed back and forth in Cater-corner Corridor.
They looked around the little alley and wandered through the shops though they didn't buy anything until Harry and Ron practically begged and whined to go into the candy shop until Hermione and Ginny gave in. When Hermione finally gave into their pleading, most of which was Ron's, the boys rushed in and were lost in the crowd.
The girls eventually found them looking at Chocolate Frogs, licorice wands, and Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans. Harry paid for a few chocolate frogs and a humongous licorice wand, which was for Ron. They left the shop shortly after paying for their purchases and walked outside. As they exited the shop two boys of about 9 years, one with blonde hair and blue eyes and the other with orange hair and light brown eyes, were eating the candy that they had just bought.
Harry watched the one with blonde hair open a Chocolate Frog, frown, and his eyes widen. He looked up and pointed to the card he had gotten to his red headed friend, not noticing the frog hop away before it was squished by a passing wizard. His friend came over to check it out and his eyes too widened. The red headed boy opened up another frog and his eyes grew to the size of dinner plates. He looked around and found Harry watching him. He jabbed his friend and pointed to Harry. They ran up to the group and interrupted Hermione and Ron's argument on which direction to go.
"Mister, are you Ronald Weasley?" one asked. Ron turned and just stared at the kid, very confused.
"Ye- yeah…why do you ask?"
"Could you sign this Chocolate Frog card please?" he said with the card in his outstretched hand. Ron took it and was awestruck. On the card he held was a picture of himself and his name, Ronald Billius Weasley, written neatly below the picture. He fumbled in his pocket for a muggle pen his dad had given him, and wrote his signature on the back. He stared briefly at it before handing back to the boy. The other one pulled two cards from his pocket.
"Mister?" he said asking Harry, "Could you sign this for me? And are you," he said turning to Hermione, "Are you Hermione Granger?"
Hermione frowned for a moment and looked at Ginny and then nodded. "Yes."
"Could you sign this?" he said handing a card each to Hermione and Harry. Both of them looked at each other and then Ron and Ginny, before looking at the cards. Harry asked Ron for the pen, while Hermione simply pulled out her wand before carefully engraving her name lightly in the card. She gently handed the card back to the red headed boy who looked at it and then smiled at her. She smiled thinking about how much he looked like Ron, "Except his eyes they look like-my mum's… everyone is saying I have my mum's eyes…" She smiled even wider than before, her worries of not finding her parents floating away with the breeze. For some reason this thought made her feel at peace.
"Mione?"
Ron broke her train of thought. "Hmm? What?" she said distractedly, but it instead came out airily and light.
"Whoa, you sounded like Luna there for a moment. Hmm… weird… Did you hear what I said?" Ron asked.
"Yeah you said my name."
"No… I said something before that…"
"Oh, sorry I wasn't paying attention."
"Hermione Granger not paying attention?! What has this world come too?!" Ron said with a playful smile. She smiled too.
"Come on Ronald," she said before linking her arm in his and walking down the street, Ginny and Harry following behind them. As they walked Hermione felt as light as air. "This is how it was meant to be. This is what I have wanted it for a long time." She looked at Ron as he pointed to something. She hadn't heard what he had said, and time seemed to slow as he turned and looked at her.
"What?"
"Nothing," she said with a smile.
"No seriously. What?"
"Nah, maybe later."
He said, "Okay," and seemed to forget about it.
Around noon they found themselves in the Bubotuber Bistro, which was the restaurant that led into Cater-corner Corridor. They sat down and a waitress gave them a menus and Harry a wink. Harry, not sure how to respond to this could see Ginny waiting for his reaction. He pretended to not see this and go to reading his menu. Ginny seemed to approve of his actions and the witch walked away disappointed.
"Who would name an eatery Bubotuber Bistro?" Ron asked, breaking the silence. "I mean why would you name a restaurant after a plant that when squeezed oozes puss? It's just sick."
"Okay Ron, we are about to eat so I think that we don't want to hear about your knowledge of nauseating plants," Hermione said with a laugh.
"What is with you? You have been acting very strange since those kids asked for our autographs - which I thought was pretty brilliant," Ron said directing the last part at Harry who nodded in agreement.
"Is it strange to be happy?" Hermione said putting her menu down and looking at the red headed boy sitting next to her.
"See you're smiling!"
"And what does that prove?"
"Oh will you two stop for a moment. Figure out what you going to eat," Ginny said before Ron could speak. They all picked up their menus and tried to decide what to eat.
"What's shrimp on the b-," Ron started.
"Shut it and read," Ginny ordered.
"Don't tell me-"
"What can I get you?" the waitress asked, interrupting the fight between the two Weasleys.
"I would like a chicken Panini," Hermione told her.
Harry nervously told her he wanted a roast beef sandwich, to which the waitress commented that the roast beef was her favorite. Ginny under her breath said something like, "Uh huh… Well Harry is my favorite," before telling the waitress politely, yet firmly, that she wanted a Chicken Caesar salad and bowl of the soup of the day. Ron, unsure of what to get, quickly scanned the menu.
"Ron, why don't you get a bacon sandwich?" Hermione asked observing that he had no clue what to get.
"They have those?!" he said excitedly while Hermione pointed to the spot on the menu. "Yeah I'll take one of those!"
"Can I get you any drinks?" the witch asked, directing the question to Harry.
"Water is fine," said Ginny answering for him, while the witch glared, clearly irritated with her, took the menus and walked away. She soon returned with their food, delivering Harry's sandwich first. They ate and paid the waitress. Hermione left a good tip, but Ginny removed about half of it and handed it back to her.
After that they left the restaurant they found a telephone directory and looked up the location of a library. When they arrived at the muggle library, Hermione was able to access the internet and try and look up information on Monica and Wendell Wilkins, with no success.
It wasn't until 7:00 p.m. they returned to their suite. They all crashed in their beds and didn't wake up until late into the morning, as they were still not used to the time change.
A/N Key: In the A/Ns, bold is me, Lil' Llama, and italics are my Story Collaborator, LlamaiiiiXlovesXSeddie. Who is totally awesome. Oh Shush. =P
A/N: Ok don't forget to review… Yeah what she said! I have an army of Hobos waiting for my instructions… *whispers* Don't worry I shall keep them at bay. Anyway… I'm now on the low part of the hyperactivity that I had a moment ago…I wonder if it has to do with the music I listen to while writing… I think it's because she's out of Easter candy… and no she can't have any of mine. Ha! hmmm… WELL…that had nothing to do with the chapter so I must again circle the wagons back around…TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK!!! I NEED to know how I'm doing. I thought that all the authors of the stories I had read before were psychotic and needed the approval of others… THIS IS TRUE! I NEED YOUR APPROVAL OR DISAPPROVAL!!! A little needy isn't she? *raises eyebrows* Tsk tsk.. Review!