Above the Below

The students sat on the wall, staring up.

"What a prat," said Draco.

"I know," said Hermione. "I mean, honestly. What really is the point?"

"I'm just waiting for a storm to blow him down," said Harry.

Luna ignored the entire sight, sitting reading her Quibbler upside down.

"Anyone got any eggs?" Dean asked innocently.

"Flip!" Seamus cried. "I should have thought to bring them."

"Anyone?"

Dean looked around, everyone shook their heads. Everyone except Ron, who merely sniggered.

"Ron? Have you got any eggs to throw at the tosser?"

"What?" Ron glanced up at what he was doing. "Er... no. Sorry."

The others examined the contents of his hands.

"Ron," said Ginny, slowly. "Why have you got a McDonalds meal?"

"And why didn't you share?" Draco asked. "Crabbe, Goyle." He snapped his fingers and Crabbe and Goyle jumped to attention. "Fetch."

"No," said Ron, clinging to the bag. "It's not for me. It's for him."

He pointed upwards. Everyone followed his finger.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.

"For David Blaine."

"What? The git?"

"He's on a hunger strike, Ron. He's not going to eat a burger."

"Especially when he's hanging in the air and it's on the ground."

"That hasn't stopped you throwing eggs," said Ron, pointedly.

"But we haven't been throwing eggs," said Dean. "That's the point. We can't find any."

"There are plenty of people around here throwing food," said Ron. "Borrow something off them. Or go up to the bridge and help that guy shoot golf balls. Or assist the bloke trying to cut his tubes. Or his ropes. There's plenty to do around here so why don't you leave me alone?"

Everyone looked around. Ron was right, there were plenty of things to do here. It might not be such a boring day trip after all. There were half a dozen food vans, some with fans so as to waft the smell up to the focus of attention above. There was heavy traffic as drivers gawped out of their windows as they passed. There was even a group of people making banners to suit anybody's mood. Ernie McMillan already had one that said 'Pharisee', Hannah Abbot had one reading 'Go home American, we don't want you' and Lavender had one that said 'I love you David' in pink writing.

"Er... Lavender," said Parvati, giving her friend an odd look. "Why have you got a sign like that?"

"Well since everyone hates him and no one's going to cheer him on his Psychologist paid me ten quid to support him."

"Cool."

A little while later, when most of the visiting Hogwarts students had joined a chorus of mocking, Hermione came back to Ron who was still concentrated on his McDonalds bag.

"Ron. What are you-"

"Wait! He's waking up!" Ron flicked his wand. "Wingardium Leviosa!"

The McDonalds bag shot up and the crowd oohed, ahhed and laughed as Ron moved it slowly around David Blaine's box.

Hermione smiled. "It's amazing how the British public can unite in the face of an American idiot."