The Secret Relationship: The Angelic Witch and Draco Malfoy (Book 3)

Fred's And Geroge's Love

"Time to rise and shine!"

Harry pulled aside the curtains covering the window so the sunlight hit Heroneka right in the face. She rolled over to the other side and covered her face with the blankets.

"Snitchy!!" He called her loudly. "It's past noon!"

Now that they were living together in the same room for some days, Harry and Heroneka had gotten very comfortable with each other. They had played exploding snaps the previous night. After which, Harry had gone to sleep, but Heroneka had stayed up, trying to merge fire with her bubble shield. All she had managed to do was turn the glassy blue bubble into a smoky one, which was beginning to flicker tiny and hot yellow waves.

Harry had woken up by the burning smell and yelled at her for not sleeping. He was scared that the room might catch fire. She had to go to sleep then.

"C'mon!" Harry sat on her bed, wearing his shoes.

When Heroneka didn't get up at all, Harry got inside the blankets with her. "Okay, let me join you!!"

"Get off me!!" She jumped out of bed and threw the pillows at him.

It took them several days to get used to this strange new freedom. Never before had Heroneka been able to get up whenever she wanted or eat whatever she fancied. Heroneka and Harry could even go wherever they pleased, as long as it was in Diagon Alley, and as this long cobbled street was packed with the most fascinating wizarding shops in the world, they felt no desire to break their word to Fudge and stray back into the Muggle world.

They ate breakfast each morning in the Leaky Cauldron, watching the other guests. After breakfast, they would head straight to Diagon Alley.

Heroneka and Harry spent the long sunny days exploring the shops and eating under the brightly coloured umbrellas outside cafes, they could sit in the bright sunshine outside Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor, finishing all their essays with occasional help from Florean Fortescue himself, who, apart from knowing a great deal about medieval witch burnings, gave them free sundaes.

Heroneka and Harry had to make a resolution that they won't waste their gold since they didn't have anyone to stop them from spending it. But the thing that tested their resolution most appeared in Harry's favourite shop, Quality Quidditch Supplies, a week after they had arrived at the Leaky Cauldron.

THE FIREBOLT!!!

"Just come out -- prototype --" a square-jawed wizard was telling his companion.

"It's the fastest broom in the world, isn't it, Dad?" squeaked a boy younger than Harry, who was swinging off his father's arm.

"Irish International Side's just put in an order for seven of these beauties!" the proprietor of the shop told the crowd. "And they're favourites for the World Cup!"

A large witch in front of them moved, and Harry and Heroneka were able to read the sign next to the broom:

** THE FIREBOLT **
THIS STATE-OF-THE-ART RACING BROOM SPORTS A STREAM-LINED, SUPERFINE HANDLE OF ASH, TREATED WITH A DIAMOND-HARD POLISH AND HAND-NUMBERED WITH ITS OWN REGISTRATION NUMBER. EACH INDIVIDUALLY SELECTED BIRCH TWIG IN THE BROOMTAIL HAS BEEN HONED TO AERODYNAMIC PERFECTION, GIVING THE FIREBOLT UNSURPASSABLE BALANCE AND PINPOINT PRECISION. THE FIREBOLT HAS AN ACCELERATION OF 150 MILES AN HOUR IN TEN SECONDS AND INCORPORATES AN UNBREAKABLE BRAKING CHARM. PRICE ON REQUEST.

Price on request...

"I know it's more than awesome, but I believe I'm good with my Nimbus Two Thousand," Heroneka told Harry.

"Right," he nodded. "Plus, I don't think it would be the best idea for us to drain all our gold after a single broom."

There were, however, things that they needed to buy. Heroneka and Harry went to the Apothecary to replenish their store of potions ingredients, and as their school robes were now several inches too short in the arm and leg, they visited Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions and bought new ones. Most important of all, they had to buy their new schoolbooks, which would include their two new subjects, Care of Magical Creatures and Divination.