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Harry Potter and the Hallows of Death by purplefire
Chapter 7 : Explanations and Just Plain Firewhiskey
 
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"ARGHHHHH...................!" screamed Harry and Ginny together. They turned around and ran down the trail back to the house as quick as they could.

They had found Ron and Hermione...

...MAKING OUT...

A/N: Gotcha, didn't I?

* Later the next day... *

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Twilight were up in Ron's bedroom discussing the horcruxes.

"Well, we've got to find something of Gryffindor or Ravenclaw’s, Hufflepuff's cup, Slytherin's locket-"

"-That has probably already been destroyed..." Ginny interrupted Harry.

"Yeah, I know, but still...Anyways, we need to find the cup, the locket, something of Gryffindor or Ravenclaw's, and Voldemort's snake." Harry finished, looking around him. Ginny was seated on the end of Harry's bed, while Hermione was on Ron's and Ron was sitting on the edge of his dresser. Harry was standing beside his bed, where he had been pacing, while Twilight was humming gently as he sat on Ginny's shoulder. Just then, Hermione cleared her throat.

"I have something to say. It's...um...a little hard to say it, but I guess I have to. Ron and I are, well, going out now." Hermione said, almost accomplishing a Weasley blush. Ron turned scarlet, and several things happened at once. Twilight turned from the brilliant blue he had been to a bright white, made a choking noise, and fell of Ginny's shoulder onto the bed. At the same time, Harry said, "Yeah, we kind of guessed." Right when Harry had finished his sentence, Fred and George walked in the door.

"Guessed what?" George asked.

"That Ron and Hermione are finally going out." answered a totally calm Ginny. Ginny turned around and picked up Twi. He was starting to get some color back.

"It's about time! We thought you two would never get together!" exclaimed Fred, as he walked across the room and clapped his youngest brother on the back. George had closed the door, but was standing completely still with his mouth open, a shocked look on his face.

"Get over it, George, and let's go get something to celebrate with! We'll be back in a minute, so stay right here." said Fred with a twinkle in his eye. Fred and George disapparated before anyone could question them.

"What do you think that was about?" asked Ron.

"I don't know, but it better not be anything illegal..." answered Ginny.

Fred and George returned minutes later carrying not one, but two bottles of the best kind of Fire whiskey money could buy.

"But George, we can't drink this! If mum finds out, we'll never live to see tomorrow!" Ginny said, rather astonished.

"But she'll never find out, because she and Fluer have gone out dress shopping for Fluer, and Bill and dad have gone to pick out the ring's, along with a good tuxedo. So they'll all be gone until about sunset." said George.

"Which gives us enough time to have some fun. Oh, and put on of these in your pockets." Fred said, giving everyone a small, round purple candy. "If you have too much to drink, or get too intoxicated, these little wonders will burn red-hot until you take them out and eat them. After you eat them, you'll feel like you never had a single sip."

"Marvelous..." Hermione whispered, apparently to herself. But George happened to hear her.

"Yes, Hermione, they are marvelous. So, does everyone have one?" asked George. Everyone nodded, while Twi jumped into Ron's sock drawer, obviously expecting the worst.

"Good. Well, everyone, drink up!" said Fred. While he had been talking, he had handed everyone a glass of smoking Fire whiskey.

"To Ron and Hermione!" said George.

"And to Harry and Ginny!" said Fred.

"How did you know?" asked Ginny.

"It's not that hard to figure out." said Fred, as he drained his glass. Everyone else followed suit.
(A/N: They are old enough to drink it, except Ginny, but she is close enough.)
The firewhiskey was ice cold to the touch, but when you drank it, it almost burned your tongue. It tasted of black cherries, and reminded you of a nice, warm fire-place. They all had about three glasses each until they realized they needed to open the other bottle. While George was attempting to do so, Harry looked over at Ginny. He suddenly doubled over laughing. Ginny looked at him like he was the craziest person on the planet.

"What are you laughing at?" she asked.

"You--are--never--going--to--believe--this," Harry said between gulps of air. He was trying his hardest to stop laughing. "But--you--have--a--dancing--mushroom--on--your--head." Harry finished, laughing again. Harry suddenly jumped up. He pulled something out of his pocket and stared at it. As if finally remembering something, he popped it into his mouth, chewed it, and swallowed it. Ron had just received his fourth glass, drank it, and stared at Hermione. He automatically set down his glass.

"Who, or what are you?" Ron asked. He looked like he had just had a mild night-mare.

"I'm Hermione, Ron. Remember?"

"No you're not! You're a dancing mushroom! Oh my God! I can't believe it! Harry, Harry! Look at the dancing mushroom! And there's one on your head, too! This is so cool! OUCH! Ow--ow!" Ron reached inside his pocket and popped the small purple candy in is mouth. He looked around the room, slightly disappointed.

"Okay, I think we've all had enough." said George, as he grabbed his own purple candy. Ginny and Hermione ate theirs, along with Fred. They all looked around the room at each other, and then started laughing at Ron and Harry for seeing dancing mushrooms everywhere. Just then, Mrs. Weasley called up the stairs for everyone to come down for dinner.

"Uh- oh. She's home sooner than we thought. We'll go hide the evidence and you four go downstairs. Oh, sorry Twi. You five go ahead downstairs. We'll be down in a second." said George, cleaning up the glasses. 

" I'd better go get Arnold and let him out of his cage for a while. I'll be down in a second." said Ginny.

"All right. See you then." said Ron, and they headed down the stairway, looking forward to another marvelous dinner.

A/N: So, how was it? I know it was short, I can never make them long enough, but otherwise, how did I do? Please leave a review so that I can have an answer to all of these questions. As for my next chapters, I have to think about what to write. I can tell you ,though, that at the end, there's going to be a war. But there's going to be two different types. I'm going to have the origanally planed war, and then an alternate war. I hope you guys like it. Special thanks to my Beta, and to my best friend for helping me come up with the idea for these last two chapters.

A/N: *this was added sometime later* now that i've read the book, i think i know what it feels like to many of you who are authors. i feel like i should quit. but just for all of you, i'm going to stick to it untill the very end. as long as people keep reading, i'll keep writing. thanks to all of my wonderful readers and reviewers.


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