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OtterySt.Catchpole · 11-18-2006, 05:21 AM

Ottery St. Catchpole, the town not the hero you lot…

“Boys are such prats,” Ginny was saying to Hermione as she sighed. The girls were walking behind Harry and Ron. Hermione merely nodded agreeing though she wasn’t sure exactly why — it wasn’t a question of whether or not boys were prats, they clearly could be, but why they were prats — so she kept her silence and waited. “Ron’s been hogging Harry ever since he got here … and … well,” Ginny gave a heavy frustrated sigh and tried to smile but Hermione could see her eyes tearing up with anger.

“You’ve got to see him play, mate. He’s bloody brilliant,” Ron exclaimed, as he and Harry, the girls following a distance behind them, walked down the streets of the quiet little town of Ottery St. Catchpole.

They were taking a stroll after coming from Murgatroid Candy Co. [it’s like Tiffany’s of candy companies yo!] the town’s hidden magic candy shop. Harry was sucking on a sugar quill smiling and listening to Ron go on about the Bulgarian Seeker. To hear the boy tell it, Krum made the sun rise and fall with his quidditch skills. He could win a match all by himself and there was no one who could best him in the game.

“You should have seen him in that last match. I heard it over the radio…” The boy was saying animatedly.

“Seen it Ron? Yet, you heard it over the radio,” Harry said picking on his mate. Ron however was too busy enumerating all the wonderful things Viktor Krum could do to pay any mind to his friend’s remark.

“The Italians didn’t stand a chance against Krum. That’s why Bulgaria made it to the Finals, they owe it all to him.”

Harry just smiled so very happy to be with his friends again. They hadn’t been apart so long since the end of term but Hermione and the Weasley’s were his real family, not the Dursley’s. He could never feel at home there at Privet Drive.

“There’s this thing he does on his broom, it’s like…I don’t know how to describe it…it’s like…you’ve just got to see it, mate.” Ron said laughing happily.

“Fancy Krum do you Ron?” Ginny asked a little cruelly, and her brother turned around to say something but seeing Hermione’s smiling face it caused him to blush instead.

“Leave off Ginny,” Harry said smiling and then it was Ginny’s turn to blush.

“You know there’s more to life than Quidditch, Harry,” Hermione remarked as if explaining a great mystery to a child.

Just then a Muggle fire engine siren sounded in the distance down the lane. It was up the street and turning sharply in front of them in seconds.

“C’mon then,” Harry said, and Ron nodded and the boys turned back around and started chasing the fire engine.

“I suppose we should follow them.” Hermione said rolling her eyes.

“I don’t think so,” Ginny replied, opening a box of Droobles Best Blowing Gum, she handed one to Hermione and they started walking across the street and to the park. Ginny turned back to see Ron and Harry laughing and running. She sighed wistfully and moved on.

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OtterySt.Catchpole SS Featured Artist DA Poet Rupert is My Man! SS100 Triumphant Aethonan Join Date: Jul 2004 Location: The Wicked House Posts: 18,909 Hogwarts RPG Name: Ottery St. Catchpole Gryffindor Third Year	This story really globetrots wow. Paris & Kellybear r luv :Read Otty 's fics:Gone With the Wind:I♥Rupert Ottery St. Catchpole, the town not the hero you lot… “Boys are such prats,” Ginny was saying to Hermione as she sighed. The girls were walking behind Harry and Ron. Hermione merely nodded agreeing though she wasn’t sure exactly why — it wasn’t a question of whether or not boys were prats, they clearly could be, but why they were prats — so she kept her silence and waited. “Ron’s been hogging Harry ever since he got here … and … well,” Ginny gave a heavy frustrated sigh and tried to smile but Hermione could see her eyes tearing up with anger. “You’ve got to see him play, mate. He’s bloody brilliant,” Ron exclaimed, as he and Harry, the girls following a distance behind them, walked down the streets of the quiet little town of Ottery St. Catchpole. They were taking a stroll after coming from Murgatroid Candy Co. [it’s like Tiffany’s of candy companies yo!] the town’s hidden magic candy shop. Harry was sucking on a sugar quill smiling and listening to Ron go on about the Bulgarian Seeker. To hear the boy tell it, Krum made the sun rise and fall with his quidditch skills. He could win a match all by himself and there was no one who could best him in the game. “You should have seen him in that last match. I heard it over the radio…” The boy was saying animatedly. “Seen it Ron? Yet, you heard it over the radio,” Harry said picking on his mate. Ron however was too busy enumerating all the wonderful things Viktor Krum could do to pay any mind to his friend’s remark. “The Italians didn’t stand a chance against Krum. That’s why Bulgaria made it to the Finals, they owe it all to him.” Harry just smiled so very happy to be with his friends again. They hadn’t been apart so long since the end of term but Hermione and the Weasley’s were his real family, not the Dursley’s. He could never feel at home there at Privet Drive. “There’s this thing he does on his broom, it’s like…I don’t know how to describe it…it’s like…you’ve just got to see it, mate.” Ron said laughing happily. “Fancy Krum do you Ron?” Ginny asked a little cruelly, and her brother turned around to say something but seeing Hermione’s smiling face it caused him to blush instead. “Leave off Ginny,” Harry said smiling and then it was Ginny’s turn to blush. “You know there’s more to life than Quidditch, Harry,” Hermione remarked as if explaining a great mystery to a child. Just then a Muggle fire engine siren sounded in the distance down the lane. It was up the street and turning sharply in front of them in seconds. “C’mon then,” Harry said, and Ron nodded and the boys turned back around and started chasing the fire engine. “I suppose we should follow them.” Hermione said rolling her eyes. “I don’t think so,” Ginny replied, opening a box of Droobles Best Blowing Gum, she handed one to Hermione and they started walking across the street and to the park. Ginny turned back to see Ron and Harry laughing and running. She sighed wistfully and moved on. __________________