Disclaimer: They belong to JKR or Warner Bros. Deal with it. I have.
Time Frame: Takes place after my story, "Harry Potter and the Ring of Emerald Knowledge."
Character Bashing: None.
Feedback: Of course!
Archiving: Talk to me first, please.
Author’s Note 1: Ficlet following my story "Harry Potter and the Ring of Emerald Knowledge. You can find that story here: http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-14294/Greywizard+Harry+Potter+and+the+Ring+of+Emerald+Knowledge.htm
Author's Note 2: I was cleaning off my hard drive and found this among my files and decided to share it with you. Kudos to April Duchess and Tjin for suggesting it.
The battered old wizard and much shorter muggle walked along the wooded path together, quietly reminiscing about their family's reunions of various years and chuckling at the antics of this cousin or that.
Suddenly, they heard a clamor coming from above and looked up to see a rather large, three foot tall squirrel throwing acorns at them while chittering angrily at being disturbed.
"Ah, dere it is, Alwistair! Wight where you said it would be."
"Did you doubt me, Elmer?" Moody asked with a smile.
Raising the rifle to his shoulder, the short, balding man with the oversized hunting cap shook his head. "Neveh, old fwend!"
One extra large squirrel fell to the forest floor, the forest floor clearly visible through the large hole in its chest.
Eyes gleaming, Elmer smiled. "Dis is gonna be a gweat meal, Alwistair, as long as you wemembered the wice. Did you bwing it with you?"
Mock anger in his tone, Moody replied, "Of course I didn't forget, Elmer! Who in their right mind could eat squirrel without yellow saffron rice, cousin?"
Collecting the kill, both men headed back down the road, got into Elmer’s truck and headed for home.