This is heading into Harry's fifth year
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Harry was kicking back it his compartment with Draco. "It's weird." Blaise announced.
"What?" Pansy and Daphne had been looking through a fashion spell book for ways to change their hair length and into different styles.
"Not having Harry's stalkers around. They haven't even walked past the compartment. No creepy Weaslette peeking in."
"I find it refreshing. The restraining order may be only for Harry, but it has been keeping them away from us."
"True, that is a nice bonus." Theo looked at Harry. "What did you do to them?"
"Me? Do anything?" Harry looked affronted, but clearly, it wasn't working. "Fine, let's just say the two little stalkers have their own stalkers now."
"Furbies?" Theo, along with a few others, were still surprised that Dumbledore couldn't get rid of the furbies.
"Nope, something that will make them laugh."
"NO!" Draco started laughing.
"What is so funny?" Pansy was looking at Draco like he was crazy.
"He had to have given them each a Tickle Me Elmo doll."
Harry grinned. "You know me so well."
"Taking bets on what they will say when we get off of the train. Harry, you aren't allowed." Draco pulled out the small muggle notebook he picked up for recording their bets.
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"You aren't a wizard, you're a squib." Students all turned and saw a red teddy bear following Ron Weasley. Everyone was laughing at their new outfits, all of them were wearing cloaks that had all four house mascots dancing with each other. Each cloak panel was a house color.
"You should wear a bra and your knickers. A good girl wears them." Ginny Weasley's face flushed as her red teddy bear started to lecture her on what good witches wore. "You'll never get a good wizard by sleeping around either."
"Maybe it's your wand? You might need to actually get one that works." Ron took a swipe at the red bear. "Missed me, again. Do you even exercise? I know you can eat." The red bear looked around. "He doesn't close his mouth either."
Harry and Draco walked over to where Lucius and Narcissa were standing. A privacy charm was quickly cast as they watched Molly Weasley try to get rid of the two red bears. "What are those?" Lucius wondered what Harry had done now.
"Those are the things that Petunia and I picked up in London." Narcissa smirked. "However, they certainly didn't say those phrases."
Lucius smirked. "Those are Tickle Me Elmo?"
"I'm trying Ronald, but nothing is working." Molly screamed over the crowd.
"Well, now I see where this one gets his manners from."
"Indeed." The second one added.
"Used Severus for an example?" Narcissa looked at Harry. "No, you got him to say the phrases, and changed the voice."
Harry just grinned. "He is so going to want to see this."
"Unhand me, Madam. Did no one teach you where it is appropriate to touch?" The Ginny one looked at her counterpart. "I see where this one gets her touchy-feely from." They watched Molly's face go red as the Tickle Me Elmo started screaming. "No, I do not accept touching in that area, that is a no area."
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