Hogsmeade
A great buzzing queue of students-- Third Years and older -- each clutching their permission slips pass by a glowering Filch. I walked Happily hand in hand with Hermione and Ron "Remember! These visit to Hogsmeade Village is a privilege. Should your behaviour reflect poorly on the school in any way, that privilege shall not be extended again. " Mrs McGonagall called and Harry approached her he doesn't even get a word out of his mouth before the women turn to him "No permission form. No visiting the Village. That's the rule, Potter" I flinched I felt terrible for Harry, the Dursley's wouldn't sign the form I frowned. "Yes, Professor, but I thought if you said I could go --" he began "But I don't say so. A parent or guardian must sign, and since I am neither, it would be inappropriate." her eyes flicker in pity "I'm sorry, Potter. But that's my final word." Harry looks at us and shakes his head I frowned, Poor Harry. Harry raises his hand in farewell as we turn and begin our walk to Hogsmeade. I skip through the town happily "its okay guys! I'll just buy Harry lots of things from the shops!" I smiled brightly as I pulled out 65 Galleons. Ron and Hermione's eyes widen "what--when?" Ron stuttered out. "Mother sent an owl this morning" I smiled handing them 20 each "I can't possibly take this!" Hermione stuttered and she and Ron tried to hand me back the money "I won't need it all honestly keep it" I sent them a serious look and they smiled "Thank you!" We glided through the town without a worry in the world. I dragged the two into 'Gladrags wizard wear' and forced them to help me pick out a winter cloak, we finally decided on an artichoke green for me and a Mauve purple, a ruby red for Hermione, mahogany red for Ron and sangria red for Harry, the store was rather cheap and the cloaks were of high quality. Ron was hesitant on spending the money, after all, he had never had that much to spend on himself. Next was Scrievenshafts Quill Shop, where Hermione and I bought new quills, I even bought one for Harry, Ron insisted he didn't need a new one. We stood outside Zonko's Joke shop and Ron's eyes gleamed with mischief, He ran inside happily Hermione and I following after him. He picked up two boxes of Hiccough sweets, four sugar quills, and picked up another as he thought about Harry, a nose biting teacup, and frogspawn soap. He looked like a seven-year-old on Christmas day. Next was the place I was most excited to go to Honeydukes I grinned at my two friends as I nudged my head towards the shop and began to run towards the shop. I had quite the sweet tooth. I picked up two acid pops, four boxes of Bertie botts every flavoured beans two for me and two for harry, seven chocolate frogs. three packs of Drooble's best blowing gum, a few packets of Jelly Slugs and Peppermint toads.
Hermione looked at me as if I had three heads as I paid for all the sweets, the man bagging them looking frightened at the number of sweets "Some are for Harry!" I insisted and she nodded her head "sure" she mocked lightly and I slapped her shoulder. "Butterbeer?" Ron asked and I nodded as we made our way towards the three broomsticks, the place was bustling with students and locals the fire was lit and I made my way over to the bar "three butterbeer's, a sprinkle of cinnamon in two of them" I grinned to the bartender, Ron and Hermione had gone to find a table. The man nodded and began to pour the drinks pushing them over to me as I slid the galleons across the counter to him "Thank you" I smiled, I didn't think this through. How am I supposed to carry 3 drinks and all my bags? I mentally facepalmed and stood still. "What are you doing idiot" I turned and there Stood Draco, "I made a mistake" I laughed lightly and he tilted his head "I forgot to ask Ron to grab my bags while I got the drinks" I giggled and Draco chuckled at my stupidity "you really are an Idiot" he sighed "go on bring the drinks over I'll watch over your bags you blood traitor" and I smiled "Thank You Malfoy" I grinned as I picked up the three large glasses and walked to the other side of the tavern where my two friends sat. "Oh my! Where are your bags" Hermione questioned and Ron shot up "Oh my Merlin! I forgot to take them! I'm so sorry" the ginger apologized profusely. "It's fine, someone is looking after them while I bring these over!" I put the three butterbeers down "Ill be back" I call over my shoulder as I turn away and begin back towards where I left Draco, to my surprise he hadn't moved, he was tapping his foot impatiently. I stood beside him "Thank you!" I beamed binding over to grab the shopping bags "I would have offered to carry them over but I don't have my wand on me and my arm is still in a sling" he lifted his arm and I laughed "does it hurt terribly Draco?" I mocked Pansy and he hit me with a rolled-up copy of the daily prophet. "Shut up Blood Traitor" he hissed and I rolled my eyes. "Thank you and Goodbye Draco!" I was slipping away from him.
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