The Sibylline Code; A Harry Potter Next Generation Fanfiction

2: Ending which I forgot!

AN:
OMG guys I am so sorry! I just realised that I forgot to post the ending to ending to Diagon Alley Part 1! (i.e. I cut it short!)
I am super sorry! Here it is...

We followed Ron, as he went to a corner. The red head who had been laughing ('George', his tag said), smirked. Ron stuck up two fingers at him.
"Now, Ron. Don't let mother ever see you doing that, or she'll curse your fingers off!" George said mockingly, before walking off, to show some customers something.

"Git..." Ron muttered. "But anyway, meet these shorties..." gesturing to a group of red head children, "you're starting Hogwarts too, right?" He added. I nodded, mute.

"Good, well you squirts can-"
"Ronald!"

A woman suddenly appeared with an alarming pop making my parents jump into the table. She apologised and then turned to Ron. Ron instantly looked abashed.

She had bushy, brown hair and had 'popped' out the babble of children who were crowding round some weird, fluffy balls. They were squeaking. They were not the type of thing I would want to have around.

"Oops...sorry Hermione! Anyway, guys." Two red headed girls, two red headed boys (is that a wizarding thing, red hair?), and a black haired girl turned round. "This is...?"

"Oh, I'm Asha." I said.

"Yeah, this is Asha, she's starting this year too. Asha, these two horrors-" ('hey!') "- are my children, Rose and Hugo. This is my niece, Lily, and these two are Fred and Roxanne, George's children." I stared at all these 'wizarding' children still slightly dazed by the red hair. My face must have looked slightly overwhelmed because Ron continued, ignoring two shifty boys shuffling past us.

"By the way, red hair isn't a wizarding thing. It's just my family. Well, Rose, seeing as you're starting too- No, oi, someone worked hard to make those! Excuse me." Ron suddenly ran off, to berate the pair of boys who had walked out of the shop with a lumpy box under each of their coats. I stared after the boys, now standing at the door turning out their pockets which were full of abnormal sweets to 'Build your own swamp' packets. Everything in this place, was strange and weird, but welcoming all the same. I glanced at all the children, imagining myself getting exited over mini flying blue Ford Angelia's! I shook my head. What was I thinking?!? That wasn't me! It could never be! Surely?

AN: well there you go! I would add it on to the end of the last chapter but I don't think people will be notified etc..
Maybe later I'll delete this chapter and add it on to the last...
Again I am so so SO sorry!
Aardvark :)