After a War ((Old Copy))

Chapter 8 Book 2

The Wanderers

Thursday evening,

Hermione had gone to ask the owner something.

"When does the place close sir?" Hermione asked softly.

"In a little bit, but if you and your friends are still looking for fun, there's a carnival down the street. It doesn't close at all, its a neon lights thing." The owner said.

"Thank you! We'll be sure to check it out!" Hermione said happily. The owner smiled and nodded. There was a loud crash from inside. A very loud crash. "Excuse me, I'll be getting my friends and we'll let you close up."

"Draco!" Hermione yelled. "Harry, Ron! What's wrong with you!?" She almost screamed. She knelt by Draco. "Are you ok?"

"Fine." He groaned. Hermione looked back up at Harry and Ron.

"What's wrong with you!?" She repeated her question.

"We didn't hurt him! He fell!" Ron yelled.

"Then why are Harry's hands covered in blood?" Hermione asked.

"He tried to make sure I hadn't broken my nose." Draco said. Hermione looked down at Draco and her gaze softened.

"Should have seen it though, it was a total face plant." Ron mumbled.

"Ron! Your trying to get yourself killed aren't you!" Harry said quietly. They skated off.

"Lets go, I shouldn't have made you come." Hermione said as she helped him up.

"Its fine, but I really would like to go somewhere, and not end up in pain." Draco said. He almost fell again. "Can we get these bloody skates off!?"

"Can you make it to one of the benches?" Hermione asked. He groaned and skated to the benches. "Tilt your head up so the blood will stop. You always have a bloody nose don't you?" He groaned again in response. Hermione took off her skates, grabbed his, and returned them.

"Harry! Ron! We're leaving!" Draco yelled. She ran over to him and gave him his real shoes.

"See! That wasn't hard was it?" Hermione asked gleefully.

"Your going to make me say their first names, I'm just going to go along with it." Draco said. They put their shoes back on and waited for Harry and Ron. Ron was mumbling something under his breath.

"Where are we going now?" Harry asked after he quieted Ron.

"Back to the castle I'm hoping." Draco said. Hermione smiled and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Why would we go back there when there's a carnival down the street!?" Hermione said happily.

"Really? 'Mione, its already getting dark!" Ron grumbled.

"Oh come on! One more thing? I swear it'll be the last one!" Hermione yelled.

"Fine." The three boys grumbled. Hermione smiled and dragged them down to the carnival.

"Wow." Hermione whispered as she stared at all the lights. There were necklaces, bracelets, statues, bubbles, rides, everywhere, lights!

"Not bad for muggles." Draco mumbled.

"What do we do first?" Harry asked. Hermione all the sudden felt like a five year old.

"Giant slide!" Hermione yelled, she pulled them to the fifty foot high slide.

"Two people can ride on each slide, there's two if you want to race." A bored teenager said. Hermione thanked him.

"Race you down!" Hermione yelled at Harry and Ron, who had taken the other slide.