Part One of TROY

Harry, Ron and Hermione were bored. It was summer and they were hanging out at Ron’s house. They decided to go see the muggle movie Troy ( well really Hermione decided, because she loves Orlando Bloom, but the two guys were keen to see it too – lots of action, although they were a bit scared of the idea of Brad Pitt in a short skirt). They went and asked Ginny if she wanted to come, and she said yes (she too was an Orlando fan).

They then went to the kitchen to tell Mrs Weasley where they were going. They walked towards the kitchen and heard lots of noise, that seemed poultyish in origin. Above that noise were Mrs Weasley’s cries of “ Get out of the Kitchen! There’s nothing for you to eat in here!”. They entered to find Mrs Weasley holding a broom and attempting to push a large Snarfle out of the door.
“Are you alright Mum?” asked Ginny, not wanting to get any closer to the chicken-like scary creature.
“Yeah, this is the last one – I don’t know how many times I’ve told Cassirin to keep the Snarfles locked in her yard (Cass lives next door). I might have to let Henry eat some of them (I lent Henry to the Weasley’s so he could guard their pumpkin patch). They’ve been eating my cabbages, cabbage is a great word, almost as good as abbreviate, which is a very long word, considering what it means. Arthur likes abbreviations, likes to abbreviate long words, hehe. You four look tired, you should fly away, fly, fly above the clouds, like birdies, birds that fly that is, …” (she rambled on for about another 10 minutes, with the kids trying to politely listen and stay quiet, even though it was obvious she was rambling, and had a bit too much coffee that morning).

Finally Ginny got fed up, picked up the Snarfle and kicked it out the door, then turned to her mum and said “ Mum, we’re going out. Here, talk to the cheese grater” she forced the Grater into Mrs Weasley’s hand and then grabbed Harry’s arm and pulled him outside. The others followed.

“What’s up with your mum, Ginny?” asked Hermione concernedly (is that even a word?)
“It’s because Dad’s away on business, she goes really stir-crazy and drinks a LOT of coffee. Best thing to do is leave her with something to talk to all day, by tonight she’ll be fine. Now lets go, or we’ll miss the movie”

They walked out of the garden gate and started walking down the road towards town.