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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 17:33:17 GMT -5
Charles rolled his eyes and then smiled at Hermione, "Yeah. On second thought, how about we just...Give the freaking gerbil to Hades and then never speak of animals with more that one head again, eh? I mean, I would totally stay with you and we could raise a single-headed llama or cat or whatever animal you choose. It's just the three-headed ones that are going to make me run for the hills." He winked and then fished in his pockets until he found some gum he knew he had put in there, "Want a piece?" He said, offering it to her.
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Post by eileen on Feb 21, 2012 17:41:09 GMT -5
She shook her head, she'd found animals interesting, especially cats. Though she'd never really taken a huge liking to them as Hagrid had. She was more interested in house elves and her own cat, Crookshanks. They reached the end of the road that lead to Hogsmeade. She looked towards the direction of the Shrieking Shack and continued on towards a small dirt path. Hermione scrunched up her face, "And exactly how long as that gum been in your pocket?"
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 17:47:40 GMT -5
"Come on!" Charles said, "I am so resentful that you think that this gum is old. I mean honestly it couldn't have been in my pocket for more than-" He thought for a moment. Last time he had cleaned out his robe was at the beginning of last term. Then there were the six months where he had been at home...Three summer months....a week give or take here and there. He had the gum since he was a first year. He suddenly spit out the gum into the bushes, "Oh god. I'm such an idiot....I haven't cleaned out my robes since the beginning of my 1st year... That gum is at least 6 or 7 years old..." He yelled and spit some of his spit into the bushes along with it. He grabbed the gum from Hermione's hand and threw it into the trees next to the road, "Please forget that that ever happened...." He muttered and blushed a deep pink color.
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Post by eileen on Feb 21, 2012 17:54:18 GMT -5
Hermione almost tripped on a rock as she laughed, "You do know that we get our clothes cleaned once a week, right?" Her arms went around her abdomen as they started to hurt from laughing so much. "But that... is pretty horrid." Hermione spotted a small run down building on the side of the dirt path, just a few feet in front of them. She pointed over to it, "There." Looking around, the place looked like some ghost town bar. "I never knew this place was here..." she whispered.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 17:58:09 GMT -5
Charles looked down at the rundown building and felt himself recoil a little. It looked like it had been through hell and back, "Eh...maybe this isn't such a good idea after all. We could always try and go back and transfigure one. I'm sure that that would be more-" Was he really getting scared? He decided to ignore it and walked a few steps closer, approaching the door that looked like it was ready to fall off of it's hinges, "On second thought, we might as well see what this is all about." He puffed out his chest like he was trying to be manly and powerful. He walked closer to the door and suddenly a large crow was flying straight at him.
"ARGGGG!" Charles yelled and ran and ducked behind Hermione. He felt like such a little girl, but there was something eerie about this place and he did not like it at all, "Erm..." He removed himself from behind her and blushed, "Sorry about this...I'm not normally so....scared." He shrugged it off and then wiped some sweat from his brow.
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Post by eileen on Feb 21, 2012 18:11:40 GMT -5
Hermione almost screamed from the sight of the crow, but then covered up her mouth to stop from laughing at Charles. She took her wand out of her robes before wrapping her fingers on the door knob. "Don't die of fright now," she teased as she opened the door. As soon as the door opened, they were met with loud noises of men talking, laughing, gambling and drinking. The building must have a silencing charm around it. She took one step forward and it seemed as if the entire bar stopped and looked at them. Hermione looked up at Charles with wide eyes before clearing her throat and walking to the bar to find a large burly man with a full beard, looking much like a short Hagrid.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 20:19:48 GMT -5
Charles froze upon seeing all of the men and then followed after Hermione like a sick puppy, "Hello, good sir!" He said as they approached the man with the beard. He looked up and gave them a gruff smile.
"'ello to two very wonderful looking students! I 'ope you're 'aving a magical dayyyy!" He practically sang, tilting his whiskey at them. Charles looked at Hermione and then continued on with the man.
"We are looking for someone who might have any information about a....man with some gerbils. Three-headed gerbils. Much like a three-headed dog named Fluffy...only gerbils and-" Charles just stopped talking. He realized that he sounded ridiculous.
"Ahhhh. You're looking for 'arold over there!" He said and pointed to a man in a black cloak floating near the outskirts of the room.
"Lovely, of course we are." Charles said and groaned. Of course it would be the sketchiest guy in the entire bar.
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Post by eileen on Feb 21, 2012 20:50:45 GMT -5
Hermione nodded at the bartender, "Thank you, Sir." Looking over at Charles, she nudged at him. "Well... Go on..." she smiled amusingly. "Knight in shining armor must go first in case he must defend his damsel." Hermione tried to ignore the eyes of the men around them, eyeing her like the way a child would look at some sweets. Her hands gripped the back of his robe as she followed behind him.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 20:58:01 GMT -5
Charles groaned as he pushed his way around everyone and to the corner. He could feel Hermione clinging to him and he felt relieved knowing that she was right there and not being taken by one of these awful men that smelt like they hadn't showered in ages. He finally reached the man in the corner and coughed lightly to alert him to their presence, "Um...Hello, good sir. Would you happen to be 'arold?" Charles asked, tilting his head, "My good mate over there-" he pointed to the drunk man at the bar, "Suggested we see you. We have some...inquiries into a three-headed gerbil that is thought to be in your possession."
"A Jer-bill?" Harold raised his head so that he could take a good look at both of them, "I have a strange little monster with three heads...." He held up a small box from under the table and put in on the edge, "Zees what you are looking for, yes?"
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Post by eileen on Feb 21, 2012 21:26:44 GMT -5
Hermione stepped up beside Charles and looked at Harold. He sure did look like some sort of dealer and even sounded like one, too. Though he may have looked suspicious, not to mention someone who didn't pay attention to hygeine with his overly large cloak, one-eye patch, and rotted teeth, he did have what they were looking for.
A wide smile spread across Hermione's face as she looked down at the box. Taking a step forward, she opened it with spread fingers carefully.
"Wow...." she said and looked at Charles. "A three-headed gerbil."
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 21:32:55 GMT -5
Charles looked inside and then smiled, "We'll take it." He said as he stared at the three heads. Although it was remotely terrifying, he had to admit that it was kind of cute, it's six eyes were staring up at him with what he thought to be love. But then again, it might have something to do with the fact that it hadn't eaten anything in a day.
Harold stuck out his hand and looked at them expectantly, "15 galleons..." He muttered and stared Charles down.
Charles fished in his pockets. Luckily he pulled out 20 of the gold coins and counted out 15 to be placed into Harold's hand, "This should cover it." Charles muttered and grabbed the box. Then he grabbed Hermione's hand and pulled her out of the bar as fast as he could, "Never again are we doing that for something as trivial as a three-headed, adorable gerbil."
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Post by eileen on Feb 21, 2012 21:41:52 GMT -5
Hermione followed Charles, though she didn't have much of a choice as she was dragged by the arm out of the bar. When finally reachd fresh air, she turned to face him and looked at the box. "So you admit, he is adorable?" she teased him once more, "Or is it a she...." Her eyebrow cocked and she reached for the small box, opening it slowly hoping that the poor creature wouldn't jump out.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2012 21:47:55 GMT -5
Charles looked in the box as she opened it and was greeted by the squeals of the creature, "He's....She's...." He picked it up and looked at it for a moment, surveying the gender situation, "Awww Hermione...We've had ourselves a baby boy." He put the small gerbil into the palm of his hand and smiled. It was rather cute, each one of it's three heads were vying for his attention.
"I think he likes me..." Charles said with a laugh and then lifted the small gerbil up to Hermione's face, "Also...it just peed on me..." He groaned.
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Post by eileen on Feb 22, 2012 1:20:07 GMT -5
Hermione bent over in laughter staying away from the gerbil just in case it wanted to do a number 2. "Maybe we should get a little cage for him," she said. "I don't think that box would be good for it." She walked towards the shops at Hogsmeade trying to think of which one sold things for pets. She looked at the creature on Charles's hand and thought it was kind of cute. Biting the inside of her cheek, she sighed not really wanting to part with it.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2012 1:25:47 GMT -5
Charles would worry about the pee later, right now he was staring intently into the six eyes of his new love, the Three-Headed Gerbil, "Oh 'Mione." He said, running to catch up with her. The gerbil looked up at them and then bit Charles' finger lightly, "Can we keep him? Look at....how precious it is..." Charles looked through his bag until he found a sandwich he knew wasn't older than a day and tore off a piece for the animal.
The three heads fought over the piece until they had devoured it, "I think we should keep it...There's nothing wrong with having a three-headed gerbil for no reason, is there?"
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