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snapealinaCrossover – Harry Potter/Home and Away
Characters: Ron Weasley/Alf Stewart
Prompt: spiders
Words: trombone, sleeping bag, horse shoe
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or names you can recognize. I'm just having fun and I'm not making any money from it!
Not Exactly Luxurious
“Blimey! What is this place?” Ron exclaimed as he tripped over a horse shoe on his way into an area filled with caravans.
“It's a caravan park,” Hermione explained. “I know it's not the luxury you expected, but it looks like the only option in this town.”
Ron sighed.”I guess it'll do. Let's find the reception or whatever they have out here.”
“There's a house,” Hermione pointed at a building not far from them. “We can ask them.”
The two of them walked to the house and knocked on the door. Seconds later an older Australian opened.
“How can I help you, love?”
“I'm sorry to bother you, sir, but do you know where the reception for the caravan park is?” Hermione asked.
“It's right here, love,” the man smiled, “Miles is out at the minute, but I can help you. I'm Alf Stewart. How many nights are you here for?”
“Only one.” Ron said quickly. "And we're Ron and Hermione Weasley."
“Allright then. Follow me.” Alf picked up a form from a desk and showed them the way out of the house and back to the caravans. Ron and Hermione followed.
“So what brings you here to Summer Bay?”
“We're travelling around Australia and had heard about this place, but when we got here the Sands were full.” Ron explained.
“Ah, that happens a lot.” The man chuckled.” Well, here we are. Do you need blankets and sheets or do you have sleeping bags?”
“Blankets and sheets would be great,” said Hermione.
“I'll find some right away. You can fill out the form while I get them. Showers and toilets are down this way and to your right. Check out is at noon, and I would keep the windows closed at night so you don't get spiders in your caravan.
“SPIDERS?” Ron shrieked and jumped onto the step leading to the caravan door. He knocked over a plant, breaking the pot into a hundred pieces.
“Struth!” Alf exclaimed. “You make more noise than a drunk trombone player.”
“Sppppiders?” Ron stuttered.
“Well, yes. So I would advise you to keep your windows shut.”
“We will!” Ron said and jumped into the caravan locking the door behind him, leaving Hermione on the outside with the Australian.
“Not the bravest bloke you have there, love.”
“Oh he's brave enough, just not in every situation.”
Characters: Ron Weasley/Alf Stewart
Prompt: spiders
Words: trombone, sleeping bag, horse shoe
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or names you can recognize. I'm just having fun and I'm not making any money from it!
Not Exactly Luxurious
“Blimey! What is this place?” Ron exclaimed as he tripped over a horse shoe on his way into an area filled with caravans.
“It's a caravan park,” Hermione explained. “I know it's not the luxury you expected, but it looks like the only option in this town.”
Ron sighed.”I guess it'll do. Let's find the reception or whatever they have out here.”
“There's a house,” Hermione pointed at a building not far from them. “We can ask them.”
The two of them walked to the house and knocked on the door. Seconds later an older Australian opened.
“How can I help you, love?”
“I'm sorry to bother you, sir, but do you know where the reception for the caravan park is?” Hermione asked.
“It's right here, love,” the man smiled, “Miles is out at the minute, but I can help you. I'm Alf Stewart. How many nights are you here for?”
“Only one.” Ron said quickly. "And we're Ron and Hermione Weasley."
“Allright then. Follow me.” Alf picked up a form from a desk and showed them the way out of the house and back to the caravans. Ron and Hermione followed.
“So what brings you here to Summer Bay?”
“We're travelling around Australia and had heard about this place, but when we got here the Sands were full.” Ron explained.
“Ah, that happens a lot.” The man chuckled.” Well, here we are. Do you need blankets and sheets or do you have sleeping bags?”
“Blankets and sheets would be great,” said Hermione.
“I'll find some right away. You can fill out the form while I get them. Showers and toilets are down this way and to your right. Check out is at noon, and I would keep the windows closed at night so you don't get spiders in your caravan.
“SPIDERS?” Ron shrieked and jumped onto the step leading to the caravan door. He knocked over a plant, breaking the pot into a hundred pieces.
“Struth!” Alf exclaimed. “You make more noise than a drunk trombone player.”
“Sppppiders?” Ron stuttered.
“Well, yes. So I would advise you to keep your windows shut.”
“We will!” Ron said and jumped into the caravan locking the door behind him, leaving Hermione on the outside with the Australian.
“Not the bravest bloke you have there, love.”
“Oh he's brave enough, just not in every situation.”