"oy, what the bloody hell are you doing here?" a voice came from behind the shrunken Harry.
Olivander looked at the young man, "I have no Idea why, someone called me, and here I am, it sounded like Harry Potter."
Ron glanced around the room, "Harry, where are you?"
Harry standing almost right under his friend, yelled up. "Ron, it's me!"
Olivander looked around hearing the voice. Yet there was no visible sign of Harry anywhere. "Young man, I have no time to play around. After all, in my absents at my store, I have a backlog of orders to fill." he said steping back into the fireplace. "Olivanders, Diagon alley." he said vanishing.
Ron stood over Harry, unaware his friend was litteraly under his feet, Turning to go back into the room, he saw something on the ground, yet he gave it not a second thought, thus going back to the dorm for a good nights sleep.
Harry looked around and spotted a stone, to him would be like a boulder. Lifting his wand he pointed at the rock. "Accendio stone!"
The rock flew up into the air and.....
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