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Chapter 2.
Harry appeared in a dark alley at the left of The Leaky Cauldron. With his dark look he wouldn't be noticed by the Muggles so he could silently enter the place. Inside it was pretty busy and Harry got immediately greeted by most of the people in the bar. Tom was always happy to see him.
"Ah Mr. Potter can I help you with something?" He asked bowing.
"Well I think I can have a quick butterbeer," Harry said smiling. Tom walked away and came back after a few seconds with a bottle of butterbeer on a plate.
"Anything else Mr. Potter?" he asked.
"No, thank you Tom, write this down on my name,"
"Of course Mr. Potter as you wish." Tom walked away and Harry sat down at the table. He saw a lot of wizards with young children enter the bar and soon he was giving autographs away. When he finished his butterbeer he stood up and walked to the alleyway behind The Leaky Cauldron. He drew his wand and touched the stone wall. It disappeared and Harry walked into Diagon Alley. After he finished his shopping he decided to go the shop of Fred and George. He walked into a big building and was recognized immediately by some kids around a year of 13 who were trying to find something to bother Argus Filch with.
"Mr. Potter can I have you're autograph?" A girl with blond hair asked.
"Of course…"
"Me too please?" a boy asked
"And me," three others said.
"You will get a autograph, now if you give me a feather and some piece of parchment I will give them right now," Harry said with a smile. After the children had left the shop Fred and George walked to him.
"Great job Harry, now these kids walked away without buying something," Fred said playing angry.
"Next time use your invisibility cloak to get in and out," George said on the same tone.
"Sorry guys, can't help it unless you have some magical appearance changing candy?" Harry said.
"That is a wonderful idea Harry, we should write that down on our: What to do list," George said smiling.
"Yes indeed George, thank you Harry, now were you here to buy something or were you just visiting?" Fred asked.
"Just visiting, Hermione asked me to do some shopping and I still have some time left so I thought why not drop by the Weasley twins.
"Well that is a great thing for you to do because we have something special today, come over here," George said smiling broadly. They walked to the back of the shop. Fred opened a little box and pull out a rectangular piece of parchment.
"What's this?" Harry asked.
"Cell Parchment, CP for short," Fred said.
"Cell Parchment, you don't mean.."
"Yes like the Cell Phone for Muggles we want you to have this one, Hermione has the other although she doesn't know," George said grinning.
"So how does it work?" asked Harry
"You say the name of the person you want to talk too and then the person who has the also a piece of parchment will feel a vibration on there CP. Try it, I accidentally let another CP fall in Hermione's pocket.
"Accidentally huh…yeah right, okay let's try: Hermione Granger," Harry said.
Nothing happened.
"Do it again," Fred said in an exciting tone.
"Hermione Granger,"
"Harry?" appeared in the handwriting of Hermione on the cell parchment.
"Yes it's me, this is an invention made by Fred and George called Cell Parchment, they accidentally let it slip in your pocket," Harry said to the parchment.
"Ah, well do you have all the stuff I wrote down?" Hermione asked.
"Yes I have Hermione, I come back as soon as possible," Harry said.
"Very well then but Harry, I still have to read a book so I have no time to chat okay," Hermione said.
"Okay Hermione, goodbye,"
"Bye Harry,"
On the parchment words appeared: Conversation ended.
"This is a major invention guys, you are going to be famous with this,"
"We are already famous young Potter, did you know that this shop is nominated for best shop of the year by Witch Weekly?" said George beaming.
"No I didn't, that's great news guys!" Harry said smiling.
"We just do what we can," Fred said with much dignity.
"But guys, I have to go now can I use your fireplace?" Harry asked.
"Of course Mr. Potter we would be so proud if the famous Harry Potter would use our fireplace, we will never wash it again," George said.
"You better keep that big mouth shut George because you're rope is still in danger," Harry said laughing. He walked to the fireplace and threw some floo powder from the pot standing on it in it.
"The Burrow," he said. He stepped in and disappeared.
"Do you know my dear brother, if I were you I wouldn't go near a cliff for the next hundred years. That is if you want to live," Fred said slapping his brother on the back.
"Hmpf, I will get them back you can count on that," George said with narrowed eyes. They walked back to the front of the shop and saw a long row of children wanting to buy something.
Harry came out of the fireplace at The Burrow covered with dust.
"I really hate this way of travelling, why am I still doing it?" He asked himself.
"Because it's a fast way of travelling and a way to come on places where you can't apparate," Hermione said walking in the kitchen.
"Right, how are you?" Harry said walking towards her and kissing her on the cheek.
"Good, almost finished I just wanted some tea so that's why I came downstairs," she said smiling.
"Very good, do you have time to drink tea with me or do you want to go upstairs immediately?" Harry asked.
"Let's drink some tea together that would be nice,"
Harry filled the teapot with water and tapped it with his wand steam was coming out of it and he filled to cups with hot water. He added some teabags to the cups.
"Still hate tea leafs?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah, since Trelawney predicted my death in it I rather use bags," Harry said grinning.
Harry sat down putting the bag with shopping supplies on table.
"So when do you want to go to Albus?" Hermione asked.
"Around two but I have to contact him first so that is what I'm going to do next, is that okay?" said Harry.
"That would be okay, then we have also time to have lunch together, I don't expect the Weasley's to come back till late in the evening," Hermione said, she put her cup down and stood up.
"If you could clean the kitchen then it would be great Harry," Hermione said.
"Of course but first Albus," Harry said smiling. Hermione walked out of the kitchen and Harry walked to the fireplace.
A/N: Thanks everyone who read the first chapter and thanks to the people who reviewed my story. I am still looking for a BETA so if you are interested feel free to contact me. Anyway I have not much to say about this chapter and although it seems kinda lame I assure you that the next chapter will introduce you to why this story is called The Hall of Stones. See you soon and thanks again!