Wacky wizards

In Which Meg becomes the expert on normal.

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I have midterms and finals, Σκατά!

In actuality, they ended up staying another night. Meg finally met the landlord, who told her to have a Merry Christmas, and then they left.

In fact they used another Port-key to leave. A rather dodgy looking old rubber tire, that had almost no tread left and more than a few of the steel belts showing. She seemed to be picking up more and more verbal mannerisms from her friends, and her ADHD seemed to be making it worst all the time. Once the Port-key ride was over, they had to walk all the way back to the Burrow before the sun was even up, Oh come on! And to add to it all, as soon as they got too The Burrow, Mrs. W held the first and probably not the last annual Hug-a-thon. Meg felt as though she had been squeezed to pieces.

This was followed by a brief announcement thingy that Meg ignored. That Is, until Rita Skeeter found her way into the conversation by being mentioned. Her whole cabin had warned her all about the horrible things she wrote about people. Saying the ministry was like a big conspiracy and other things like that.

Percy was talking about some article she did on vampires and they should be exterminated, and about how it was like illegal or something to kill half human non wizards. This was followed by George er-Fred, she could never tell them apart; shouted "Shut up!"

"Molly, I'm going to have to go into the office; this is going to take some smoothing over."

"I'll come too father," Said Percy. "I can hand in my Cauldron report while I'm there."

Just listening to these people was like listening to old fashioned TV or radio, they needed a culture check or the Muggles would figure them out for sure. Meg dug out her iPod and cranked up her tunes. Three songs later the Weasely's were done talking. The Troublesome trio was gathered and whispering, Meg paused her music and nudged a dozing Nico. She pointed at them and he leaned in trying to hear the muffled whispers. Meg leaned over and whispered in a low voice, "Remember that thing with the shadow listening in first year? Why don't you try that?" She suggested and Nico held his hand out over his shadow. It trembled for a moment and then stretched over toward the Golden Trio merging with Harry's shadow. Nico was now listening. "He says his scar hurt on Saturday, and Hermione and Ron are fussing over it." He repeted their conversation. "The words You-Know-Who stick out and they're talking about the raising of the Dark Lord." Nico said.

Meg blood froze and her eyes flew open.

"Was it something I said?" Asked Nico taking in Meg's shocked look of fear.

"Voldemort," She whispered to him. "They're talking about Voldemort, and how he might be coming back."

Nico scowled. "I knew father should have let me destroy Riddle's Horcruxes."

"What?" Meg asked confused.

"Nothing that concerns you yet, Dad's been hinting that only Harry and his friends are allowed to finally kill Tom Riddle, and he's also been hinting that a lot of paperwork is to be done in between now and then." He whined slightly, "He also said I might even have to help him with it all."

From what Meg heard, Lord Hades' office was a much scarier place than his dungeons, full of paperwork that had to be done over and over again. It was staffed by damned souls and skeletons that did nothing but filing for all eternity. It was even said that more than one hero had been killed for getting in the way of the minions work. So, not a place Meg wanted to visit.

"Anyways what are they saying now?" She asked. The topic of Harry's conversation had changed to someone named Wormtail. Then Ron changed the subject suddenly to Quidditch and he continued being a twat by stepping on Nico's shadow, causing it to recoil upon itself, efficiently knocking the shadow out cold.

Meg guessed she'd have to walk over and asked if she wanted to know anything else. So she did just that, she walked over and she asked. "Whatcha guys doing?" She asked. Her music was blaring through her headphones again. Ron looked absolutely bewildered by either the music or the iPod itself.

"I'll be back." Said the Terminator-I mean Harry as he left to grab his Firebolt. Ron was still staring at her iPod. She pulled it out of her pocket as Hermione left the room calling Ron an idiot.

"Hello, modern world to Ron." Meg called snapping him out of his daze.

"What is that?" He asked pointing out the rectangular device in her hand.

"An iPod; It plays music, browses something called the Internet, sends electronic mail, has a calendar, games, a camera, and changeable wall papers." She said slowly and watched with amusement as Ron's brain short circuited. Meg turned to leave and bumped into Harry. "I'm sorry." She said.

Harry looked confused. "For what?" He asked.

She pointed at Ron. "For breaking your best friend, I introduced him to modern science and now he's- he's- like that!" She said. She lowered the volume of her iPod as she watched Harry wave his hand in front of an unresponsive Ron.

Things persisted like this for a while, the enchantments on her iPod kept it fully charged the whole time, and there was nothing funnier than watching Percy explode while inappropriate music that was being played. Meg didn't know what he was saying but as he giving a pretty good impression of a mushroom cloud as her iPod broke into the chorus of 'Pocket full of sunshine.'

This ended with Meg laughing uncontrollably and everyone questioning her sanity.

Mr. W still asked about America and the rest of the modern world like a little kid on Christmas. They kept telling him about Time Square and when he asked how it worked Meg told him that she didn't know but had a feeling they use things called radio waves and satellites to project images from a magical place called Hollywood onto the huge screens. "My turn." Said Meg. "Do you know what soccer is?" She asked. It was like, the international sport of Europe, right? A chorus of "No's" ran down the table except for Harry, Hermione and Nico. "It's really popular in England; I think you need to get out more." Meg informed them all

Nico leaned over to her. "They call it football here." Meg looked at him and then at the Weaselys. "Do you know what football is?" Ron nodded a little. "It's like Quidditch but you play on the ground with your feet, Right?" Meg nodded.

If Meg had to name one cool thing in the Burrow, it would be the clock. It didn't tell time, no it told approximate knowledge on the positions of the family. Right now all but Mr. W's hand pointed to "at home", his was on "at work". It changed to "traveling" and stopped when it reached "at home". Mr. W came through the door.

"So cool!" Meg sorely wished she had one. She would put one in every cabin so the occupants would know how their half-siblings were doing.

Meg and Nico were in Ron's room packing all of their new stuff into their trucks. Mrs. W had gotten everything they needed for school, even Greek school books, though that had required Meg to ask the shopkeeper that two of the purchased volumes be in Greek. As for the wizard bank place, Nico's dad had left him money for the whole kitten-caboodle.

Meg heard Ron moan about getting Ginny's new dress and his mother told him it was actually his dress robes. Meg felt kind of guilty for getting a good dress that she picked out while she was shopping with Mrs. W. Harry's were green. Nico had simple black dress robes. Meg's dress was a deep purple color with gloves and Ron's dress robes were maroon and velvet and had moldy lace frill all over it. Meg had tried to get her to buy a better one for Ron but she was persistent that she'd take none of Meg or Nico's money. For some reason dress robes were on the list of things to buy this year.

The next day they were on the train and shipped off. Draco was talking about some school called Drumstick or something and Harry and Ron were actually wishing he was shipped off there and wasn't here. They'd said something about pushing Malfoy off a glacier, or something. Meg went back to her reading. Ironically she was reading the same book as Hermione, the Standard Book of Spells Grade 4. Malfoy had gotten Ron's dress robes out and was snickering at them. Meg kicked him secretly while no one else was looking, and Malfoy soon after mentioned something about glory and honor. Meg looked up. An argument about the importance of Ron's father was struck up. Meg dropped her book and held Ron back if only by stepping on his feet, hard. Malfoy laughed and then he and his mooks left. Ron slammed the door behind Malfoy so hard the glass window shattered.

Nico had a sharp intake of breath and said, "Remind me never to get him angry."

"Done." Meg responded as she picked up her book, fixed her glasses and continued reading.

Rain was pouring in sheets when they arrived and Pig, Ron's new owl, was hooting loudly and bouncing all over the place. Meg wondered if Owls could be demigods, cause this one was giving every sign of having ADHD.

Hagrid greeted them and mentioned not wanting to take the first years over the lake in this weather.

Thunder clapped as they approached the huge oaken doors of Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Sorry for the wait. I just had my midterms and finals.

Tomboy

Beta's notes: don't believe her she just been lazy the last couple of days! (this is a joke)

Me: Hey!