"Where’s Fred and George?" he asked, yawning widely. "Oh they’re still down there. They love it when someone else gets yelled at for a change." Gi...ny smirked. "You should get dressed, Harry. It’s almost nine and Dumbledore said we were leaving at ten." Hermione was wearing a somber dark blue dress and a sad expression. Harry nodded and grabbed his nicest clothes to go change in the bathroom.Ginny groaned as he came out and they started for the kitchen where Mrs. Weasley was still loudly. “OH ... MY ... GOD!” Mom screamed as she felt me really hit the downward strokes and her own legs land on my shoulders.“See how intoxicating Victor can be, Mom? See why I can’t just ... give him up for a good Jewish boy? He might be a bad Jewish boy, but he’s a great man ... and he’s my brother ... and the love of my life. And his dick is to die for ... sorry, bad choice of words!” Amy blushed at her unfortunate turn of phrase.“OH ... honey, don’t sweat it ... just hold my hand, please, while. Thestories were true. This place really was haunted!Ellen felt her legs moving forward of their own accord, being drawn tothe purple glowing object. As she walked white candles better illuminatedthe room. Their flames were an eerie blue color that only served to makeeverything far creepier. Her legs stopped when she was sitting downright in front of a pure white vanity. with a large oval mirror that leftno part of her out of view thanks to two mirrors strategically placed atan angle on the. ’ They get in her car again and she gets into the road. ‘Hey I just want to say this is like the most fun I’ve had in a long time.’ ‘Cool, you’re not bad for an eighteen year old, pretty fun.’ ‘Thanks.’ They pull up to a hotel and she parks her car. ‘Bars are starting to empty, you should hang out a bit.’ ‘Sure no problem.’ They enter her room. It smells slightly like her. Lovely. They sit down on a couch but leave the television off. ‘I’ve been new in town for a couple of days now and you’re.