11-18-2007, 02:28 PM
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Blair Alice Bancroft Magical Education | sorry about not posting last night guys. I have a cold and the parental units made me go to bed as soon as I got home.  anyways here's chapter 5! YAY! And A Special Thanks too...
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... for the wonderful reviews they make my day! Chapter V Harry and Ron stood anxiously in Hermione's doorway, grins still on their faces as they surveyed the room.
"Oh, she's going to kill us after this." Ron whispered with an excited look in his eye.
"Most definitely," Harry agreed. "Come on lets get started... we don't have long." He closed the door as Ron began conjuring up some toilet paper. Harry took out his wand and started guiding the rolls around the room, around Hermione's stacks of books, her four poster bed, the curtains of her window, her armoire, and anything else he could think of.
"Use a Sticking Charm and attach it to the walls and ceiling," Ron advised, guiding his own roll under Hermione's bed and up to the ceiling.
"Oh yeah," Harry grinned, "This is so much more fun with spells."
About thirty minutes later Ron and Harry were admiring their work.
"Looks good mate." Harry said and patted Ron on the back.
"Yeah it does. But you know what would be good?" Harry looked at his friend to see another mischievous grin in place. "If we transfigured some of her books into random objects, or animals..."
"Now Ron, that's a bit too far don't you think?"
"Yeah I guess your right." Ron said as he laid down on Hermione's bed. "Ya know what mate? This bed is really comfy. Now, I wouldn't mind having a bed like this, not to mention the fact that it's HUGE." Ron stretched out on the bed, his hands reaching underneath the pillows. "What the--?" That is, until they stumbled upon a book that appeared to be a simple notebook as far as Ron knew.
"Dear lord, Harry. Hermione takes notes IN BED. Doesn't that girl ever relax?"
Harry couldn't help rolling his eyes at his friend's thickness sometimes. "Um, Ron, that's Hermione's diary."
Simultaneously, Ron and Harry met each other's gaze and smirked.
"You know we shouldn't read it right?" Harry mentioned.
"Yes, but if we just happened to drop it and it opened." said Ron mischievously. Harry smiled in agreement.
"And the 'wind' kept tuning the pages" said Harry just as mischievously as Ron had.
"And of course, we would have to read what it said to make sure there wasn't anything wrong with her." Ron responded. Both of their smirks grew as Ron "accidentally" dropped the book on the floor, "Oops!" he exclaimed as he dropped the book, they both watched the book fall onto the floor...
closed.
"Um... it didn't work Ron."
"Hold on let me try again...oops!" Once again Ron dropped the book and it still remained closed.
"Having issues?"
"No."
"Why don't you let me try?"
"Fine, I don't know what good it will do you though." Ron reluctantly handed Hermione's diary over to Harry.
"Watch and learn... oops!" Harry dropped the book on the floor and it fell...
open.
"Show-off" Ron mumbled before kneeling down onto his hands and knees beside Harry as the two started to read. Dear Diary...
Last edited by Mrs_ronald_weasley : 11-18-2007 at 02:32 PM.
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