Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters.

A/N: When I was looking to see if I could find the Chapter about Charlie I was able to find this other outtake that I had started to write. This is the chapter as I had found it except for the last paragraph that I added so that this chapter would have slightly better ending. I like the chapter as I had written it and though it clearly wasn't finished I feel like if I tried to add any more dialogue to this it would have been forced. I wasn't sure if I was going to post this chapter or not, which is why I marked this story as complete last week.

Outtake

Leaky Cauldron

Hermione and Ron had been going out of eight months, she had known about the wizarding world for almost two months and had discovered that she herself was a witch only a few weeks ago. She wanted to find out more about this world that she was always supposed to belong to. She wasn't sure why she wanted to start out by going to a pub, but she thought it had something to do with the fact that Ron's friends would be there and she wanted to meet them. Not to mention she was curious what he did when he was hanging out with them.

So that's how she found herself on the Muggle street looking at the Leaky Cauldron, staring at the building a little too closely as she noticed the Muggles busy themselves away, not being able to see the pub themselves. She still found it odd that something like that could happen so seamlessly but shrugged and then walked into the pub to find that it was somewhat crowded. She tried to find Ron, but she couldn't see him anywhere and she didn't know any of his friends. She knew that she should have just waited for him at their flat, but he had insisted that he would meet her there; he just had a few more things to finish off at work.

Sighing, she headed for the bar so she could order herself a butterbeer. She was sure that Ron would laugh at her choice of drinks but she didn't care, she really liked butterbeer and she wasn't about to get intoxicated before he came.

"So what is a fine lass like yourself doing out alone in a place like this," she heard someone said to her and she turned to find a man smiling at her. He was barely taller than her and had sandy hair and his accent sounded Irish.

"Waiting for my boyfriend," she answered in a disinterested tone.

"I could always fill that position if you want," the man smiled down at her in what she thought was supposed to be a charming way but it didn't really work for her.

"Sorry, it's already filled, and I doubt it's going to change anytime soon," she explained and he looked disappointed but luckily he turned around and left. She watched as he went and noticed that he was heading for the table where she was able to actually recognize someone. A girl that she had only met once in passing but wasn't about to forget anytime soon. She noticed the other girl looking at her and she knew that she had to get up, these were the people that she had come to meet after all.

"Oh, change your mind have you?" the man said when he noticed that she had followed him. This caused the rest of the table to snigger and Hermione was sure the other girl had told them who she was.

"No, I just realized that this is the table I was looking for, Seamus … right?" Hermione asked and the man looked at her gobsmacked.

"How do you know my name?" Seamus frowned.

"Because you've just been hitting on Ron's girlfriend," another guy in the booth said chuckling.

"Seriously," Seamus said starting to look pale and Hermione nodded. "Oh crap, he's going to kill me."

"I'll make sure he doesn't," Hermione assured him.

"Ah … I wish you didn't say that, I'm sure we could have had Seamus squirming until Ron got here," the other guys said, now laughing as Seamus shot him a glare.

"It's nice to see you again, Hermione," Lavender said, her tone was a little force, as was her smile but so was Hermione's when she answered.

"Yeah, you too, Lavender."

"Why isn't Ron here to introduce you?" Lavender questioned.

"He had to work," Hermione sighed, "he's been really busy lately."

"That's too bad, I supposed I can pick up the slack though," Lavender said then turned to her friend, and only other girl at the table and said, "this is my best friend Parviti, and the quiet one is Neville …"

"Hey," Neville protested before turning to Hermione said, "it's nice to meet you."

"The funny guy is Dean and the git that tried to hit on you is, as you had said, Seamus," Lavender continued the introductions and Seamus was now glaring at her as the rest laughed.

"It's nice to meet you all," Hermione smiled, still feeling awkward.

"You should sit down, I promise none of us bite," Neville said.

"And Seamus promises not to make any comments about you either," Dean added and Seamus turned to punch him in the arm.

"So, Ron was telling me the other day that you're actually a witch," Neville said.

"And Harry was telling me that you were going to be a professor at Hogwarts," Hermione smiled at him.

"Yeah, Nev is going to be the Herbology professor … it's his dream job," Seamus rolled his eyes.

"I would be offended by that, but he just happens to be right," Neville chuckled. "Harry was asking if I could help you out …"

"I would appreciate it very much," Hermione smiled.

"We didn't really get the whole story, but I was under the impression that you just found out that you're a witch," Parviti said. "Were you supposed to have gone to Hogwarts?"

"Yes, I was," Hermione said.

"And I'm sure that would have changed all of our lives," someone said from them.

"Harry!" several people said.

"Shut up," Harry hissed, talking off his glasses as he ran his hand through is hair; clearly he didn't want to be recognized. Everyone else looked at him sheepishly before they got up to either hug him or clap him on the back. "It's good to see you all too."

"Sorry for overreacting, it's just the first time that we've seen you out of your house in what … five years," Dean said.

"That's not true … you saw me at the Burrow a few months ago," Harry rolled his eyes.

"That doesn't really count," Seamus said. "Merlin Harry, you are you actually smiling?"

"Shut up already," Harry glared at him.

"What are you doing here?" Lavender asked.

"Ron Flooed me and said he was going to be later than he expected and he didn't want Mione to be left here alone," Harry shrugged. "Doesn't seem like I had to bother; she's introduced herself to you all by herself."

"Well, I'm glad you decided to come," Neville said as Harry sat next to him and then Hermione sat next to Harry. The rest of the evening was spent as a mixture of questioning Hermione, teasing Harry, and just the normal conversation between the old school friends. Thing got lively when Ron appeared an hour late, but all in all everyone had a good time.