Well as you can see the layout is finally back, huge thanks to Sally our designer for rescuing us.
A little note now to the person who left us an anonymous note on our Gbook:
We have never been on LJ so there is no way that we could have been kicked off of it. Although d-land can be a bitch, we are none the less loyal to it as the superior host. Please do not leave anonymous signings as it pisses us off; believe me, you DO NOT want to piss us off.Chapter Five Part One :Hogsmeade Revelations
The next morning they were up early to be ready for the trip. Fortunately only the third years had to be chaperoned to Hogsmeade, unfortunately that meant Harry Potter and his do gooder friends. Before they left the house Osanna put a dark red collar on George bearing his license and her contact details, it wouldn�t be the first time George had gotten lost on a trip.
They went over to the Great Hall early to collect their group of students to chaperone. McGonagall was there with her list; Snape was beside her trying to peer over her shoulder at the list.
"So whom do we get?" Ivy asked. McGonagall shot her one of her patented disapproving looks; "You two will have Malfoy, Crabb, and Goyle. Severus, you will have Potter, Granger and Weasley."
Osanna snorted in amusement at Snapes obvious disgust at his charges.
They collected the Slytherin Boys from their common room and mounted their broomsticks for the short flight. Draco eyed Ivy�s broom enviously. A firebolt, the best sports broom on the market, it was unrivalled in power, speed and maneuverability. Draco resolved to ask his father for one; after all they could afford it.
They landed in the busy high street just outside the Hogs Head. "Okay, meet back here in four hours, if anyone asks you where we are you tell them that were just inside the nearest shop and send a rat to find us." Ivy commanded the three boys. "Where are you going then?" Crabbe nosed
"That�s none of yours" Osanna snapped. Draco gave them a knowing look and led his friends away. A few seconds later George crashed into a couple of rubbish bins next to them, he never had been that good at landing.
Osanna petted him absentmindedly and they set off towards the Station unsure of what they were looking for.
The station was busy, as the daily train had just arrived from London. A blonde woman was rushing along the platform looking around her in a confused fashion and trying to rush past them tripped over George spilling her luggage everywhere. Osanna and Ivy bent to help her up. She looked familiar but Ivy couldn�t quite place her face.
"Oh thank you, I�m sorry if I hurt your dog... Urr... Dragon?" She looked confusedly at a disgruntled George. "He�s fine he�s used to it. You seem lost." Osanna commented.
"Yes, I�m trying to find Narcissa Malfoy, Do you know her?"
Ivy and Osanna drew a sharp intake of air.
"She�s my sister you see, I haven�t seen her since she married a wizard, upset our dad something terrible, funny that she married a wizard considering magic has never been in our family. Though they say that she has a bit of talent now, borrowed it from somewhere and her son is meant to be very talented. Though I�ve never seen him, she says he takes after his dad like that. Its only cause of our dad dying that I had the courage to come and visit, it will get a shock when she sees me."
Ivy and Osanna fought the smiles that were fighting their way to their faces as they allowed the woman to rabble on.
"There she is" Ivy and Osanna apparated out of sight as Narcissa Malfoy rounded the corner. They were by now outside the post office, Narcissa stopped dead and stared at her sister, "What the hell are YOU doing here she hissed".
Ivy peered at Osanna, who quirked both brows and patted George, who had found a licorice wand on the ground, and was trying to both chew and pry it from his teeth at the same time.
"Narcissa..." the other woman began, obviously crestfallen. "It's Dad he...."
Narcissa spat on the ground and clenched her fists in anger. "Lyrica! That old man deserves nothing from me he...WAS A MUGGLE!"
Narcissa screamed this at the top of her lungs, then looked as if she instantly regretted it.... every face in the station turned to her. She bowed her head, trying desperately to hide her face.
Lyrica looked positively livid. "Well 'BLOODY 'ELL miss Narcissa! Aren�t you Sumthin? All Hoighty Toity like! Dad had a right to be ashamed of you!"
Narcissa grimaced.... she couldn�t have her muggle sister messing things up, not now...Lucius was already...angry with her.
"All right, fine...but you CANT stay anywhere near me, it just wont do you WILL ruin my...reputation" Narcissa finished in a angry whisper. "Get a room at the Three Broomsticks just up the road there.... I will come back later this week, we can talk then."
"Put the room under a different name...put it under Lyrica...." Narcissa paused. "Just don�t use our last name."
She turned then on one booted heel and stormed off.
Ivy grinned with malignant glee as Narcissa all but ran down the road, and she gave Osanna a look of pity. "I almost feel bad for Narcissa's sister..."
Osanna chuckled. "Almost." "Come on, Let's find our students and do some shopping! Afterwards, I could do with a Butterbeer!"
Ivy nodded and the two women rounded the corner, Osanna quirked a brow. "Where do you think they�ve gotten off to?"
"Well" Ivy said looking down the narrow road. "If I know Crabbe and Goyle, they have most likely drug Draco into Honeydukes!"