The Battle of the Century... - Sa16+
Righto... Abi's second ever FF... No Matter What Sequel... Skips into the Summer Holidays... Not much else to sat except ENJOY! Chapter 1
Saturday morning brought Mrs Weasley's voice calling up the stairs.
"Boys! Hurry up!"
Harry, Ron and Jamie were up in the small attic room getting ready for their trip into Diagon Alley.
"You know... She's shouting at us and I bet the girls ain't ready yet..." Ron mumbled as he pulled a t- shirt over his head.
"Actually, we are ready..." Hermione's voice echoed the room as the three boys froze.
"Hey! What are you three doing here?" Harry asked as he hurriedly buttoned up his shirt and Jamie zipped up his jacket.
"Seeing what was taking you so long..." Ginny said as she rolled her eyes.
"You know, at least you all had jeans on..." Alicia said as she tried not to laugh as Ron grabbed a jacket and pulled on.
As they walked down the stairs, Fred and George came out of their room with a pile of boxes.
"What are they?" Ron asked as the twins lead the way into the kitchen.
"Boxes... What do they look like Ron?" George said as they walked out the back door.
"It's probably joke stuff..." Bill said as they all sat round the table.
"Oh well... Hey, anyone up for Quidditch today?" Ron said as he poured sauce over a stack of pancakes.
As Harry went to nod, Ginny shook her head.
"We can't... Practice and then Diagon Alley today..." She said as she raised a glass of apple juice to her lips.
"Perfect... I'm sick of practice..." Harry said as he helped himself to Ginny's drink.
"Well get used to it..." Alicia said as she sat next to Jamie, who just smiled.
A large barn owl swooped in and dropped six letters in Charlie's bowl of cornflakes. Pulling them out and handing them round, Charlie turned to Ron.
"Go now... There won't be as much people up there at this time of day..."
A couple of hours later found the six of them standing in Florish and Blotts. As Hermione wondered round looking at the different books, the others lined up to pay for their school books.
"Have you seen anything else lately?" Harry asked as he turned to talk to Alicia, who shook her head.
"No... It's the same things over and over again right now... I'll try again when we get back" She said. As the five of them stood talking, no- one saw the person approach Hermione.
"I'd appreciate it if you didn't point your wand in my face you know..." Hermione's voice echoed down the shelves and the group turned to see what happening, Harry, Ron and Jamie pulling their wands out.
"Shame isn't it Granger... Where'd Weaslebee and Potter? Left alone?" Malfoy looked up and down the aisle before turning back Hermione. "You lot really think your side will win this war, don't you?"
Harry and Jamie stood there while Ron edged forwards slightly.
"We don't think, we know" Hermione spat back and a smile crept onto Ginny's face.
"Funny Granger... But there's no hope for you seven... There never was" There was something in Draco's voice that Alicia didn't like. She didn't know what it was, all she knew was that her wand had appeard and she was walking toward the two talking.
"Really? I think your wrong..." Hermione started but was cut off as a red jet flew over her shoulder and hit Malfoy in the face.
"What the- ?" Draco turned on the spot, trying to locate his wand as Alicia drew nearer.
"I think that whatever your dad's told you Draco, he doesn't know what he's talking about" She spat at him as she stood next to Hermione and placed her wand in her pocket.
"Nothing you can see can help you... Surely you know that?" He said slowly as he looked over her shoulder. The others had obviously followed her down the row of books.
"Actually, everything she's seen has helped us. And I also think you should leave now... Or leave us alone" Harry said as he kept his wand raised.
Alicia placed a hand on her hip as Ginny stood next to her.
"See you at school..." She said as she gave a little sarcastic wave. Draco glared at the group in front of him before turning and walking in the other direction.
"Come on... Lets get everything else" Jamie said as he pulled at Alicia's arm.
Climbing out of the fireplace laden down with bags and boxes which were left in the kitchen, The six of them headed out for practice by the Orchard.
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