리틀팍스

                      <At the Diagon Alley>

 Ron
was falling down a grey and greenish tornado. It was a worst feeling that he
had had in his ten years life. Worst than the feeling he had felt when he was
tricked to eat one of Fred’s sweets, even worser than when Auntie Muriel yelled
at him and threw him all the things she could reach. It felt like he was
falling slowly but surroundings changing rapidly. And his insides were about to
come out of throat when he stumbled and fell backwards into a stove of a pot
full of hot mead. He looked around. There was a stunned looking family. They
all had yellow hairs and had a ugly looking. Outside, a paper banner said
`happy birth day, Di jin!’ and a heart were painted with yellowish white. Ron
acted quickly. He threw some left-over powder at the stove and scream Diagon
Alley then fell to the tornado again than, when he saw a flash of Percy, he
jumped out of the whirl of winds, which was obviously a bad choice because he
flew and landed face down on the doorway of a old smelly shop. And when he
tried to get up, the door suddenly opened and hit Ron off his foot.

 He
was suddenly falling down a cliff then a bird with red hair caught him and
poked him with its beak.

 ``Hey,
it Hurts.” He mumbled. Then the bird whispered

 ``Ron,
wake up.” Then this time it was yelling ``Are you okay Ronald?” he’s eyes flew
open and at that moment, a great wave up cold water slammed into his face with
a loud ka-splash! He sat up bolt up right and started to shiver. After
chattering for few seconds, he studied his surroundings. Mr and Mrs Weasley was
standing either side of him and Fred was holding a bucket of water. Next to him
was George Ginny and Percy.

 ``Well,
he’s alive, now you don’t have to worry Ginny.” George said with a grin.
Apparently, Ginny thought that Ron died. He tried to get up but he slipped and
fell again but this time Mrs. Weasley conjured a chair in a thin air and he
just slumped in the seat.

``Ron dear, don’t try to get up. You’ll need some rest. Arthur, can
you get Ron back to our house?”  She asked
with a soft ordering tone.

 Mr. Weasley,
who was staring around at the extortionary things, jumped up like a man who just
woke from a dream and with a startled voice said ``O, of, of course m, Molly.” And
helped Ron to the fire place and as soon as they stepped inside the fireplace a
green flamed erupted. The next moment they were gone.