"Thank you! Come again!" Fred called after their latest costumer. The two girls stood behind their lemonade stand and George put the money into the shoe box under the table.
"When do you think those brownies will be done?" George asked.
"I don't know. Mom said she'd bring them out though." Fred said and sat down in one of the fold out chairs next to the table.
"How much do we need again?" George asked Fred and Fred closed her eyes, going over the amounts again in her head.
"Just for the two of us to get to London, because they sent the tickets with the letters, it would cost $30,100, and that's before we add in school supplies, which will probably be another few hundred each at least. With the amount of extra equipment, I would say a couple thousand to be safe. Not to mention we'll need food, and a place to stay while we get our stuff." Fred said and George wrote down the numbers in their notebook.
"So between the $30,100 for the plane tickets, the $4,000 for school supplies, and the other $5,000 for rooms and food, it adds up to about $39,100, but we should have a reasonable buffer zone incase prices are higher than we thought."
"Yeah, about. How much do we have in the shoe box?" George asked and Fred counted the bills.
"$72. But that's not including all the coins." Fred said and slipped the box back under the table.
"I don't think we're gonna get enough in time. We've been out here for two days straight, and we only have $72." George slouched in her chair and Fred joined her. A loud bang sounded on the next street, making Fred and George sit up perfectly straight, watching for what had made the noise. What they did see was two women walking around the corner.
One of the women had fluffy brown hair pulled up in a pony tail, though a few strands had escaped the hair tie and framed her face. She was dressed simply, in a pair of jeans and a deep blue sweater with an H on the front. The other woman had white hair with streaks of grey, smoothed back into a neat bun. This woman was wearing a long emerald green dress that seemed odd in the heat, and a pair of rectangular spectacles. The two women were talking in hushed voices that paused when they caught sight of Fred and George. The two stopped walking and talked in hurried hushed voices and Fred and George decided they should go check on the brownies, and move their earnings to their room.
"I wonder who those two were." George mused as she rolled up the bills and put them in the jar with the rest of the girls pocket money combined.
"Probably no one. They looked harmless enough." Fred said and poured the coins in the jar as well.
"Yeah, but they creeped me out the way they paused and stared at us." George sat down on her bed.
"Yeah. I wonder what they were talking about."
"They were probably arguing about something." George said and the two stopped talking as the doorbell rang downstairs.
"Hello. May I help you?" Their mom answered the door.
"Yes. I'm Minerva McGonagall, Headmistress at Hogwarts. Are you Sadie Gryffindor?"
"Um, yeah, would you like to come in?"
"Thank you." The door closed and Fred and George ran downstairs. The two women they had seen outside were sitting on the couch with their mom.
"Is your husband home? We were hoping to discuss this with both of you." The one with the bushy brown hair said.
"No, sorry, um..."
"Oh, sorry. I'm Hermione Granger."
"Right. He's at work and was planning on staying late to work on a new product. Fred and George are here though. Girls!" Fred and George walked into the room and sat down next to their mom.
"Alright. Well. Fredell and Georgina Gryffindor have been accepted to study magic at Hogwarts." McGonagall began explaining. George and Sadie listened, occasionally asking questions. Fred however was in the middle of a staring contest with Hermione. The woman had been watching her since the girls had come downstairs.
"Hey mom! Rupert and Kyle were wondering... Who are you?" Harry asked coming in from outside, dressed only in his swim trunks. His usually messy black hair plastered down by the pool water he was soaked in.
"This is Ms. McGonagall and Ms. Granger. This is our son, Harry." Sadie said and Hermione and McGonagall shared a look, "The water equipment is in the garage." She informed Harry and he ran off to find it.
"Alright, so the train for Hogwarts leaves at exactly eleven o'clock from platform 9 3/4 on September 7th." McGonagall picked up where she had left off.
"Um, Fred and George aren't going." Sadie said and the two women stared at her.
"Why not?" Hermione asked, looking startled and angry.
"Um, well, we just don't have the money to ship them to and from London twice a year, and buy books and robes and equipment. Being magical, I realize that you can poof places and it doesn't cost anything, but it would cost us about $1600 each one way." Sadie explained and McGonagall nodded.
"We know. That's why we're here. We can get you guys to London, and help pay for their supplies." Hermione explained, "I'm actually a muggle-born, so I know how these things work and can help you guys all the way through."
"What do you think girls?" Sadie asked and Fred and George shared a look. They were going to Hogwarts.
"Mother, I am actually shocked that you had to ask." George said.