Mr. Weasley sat at the head of the table, elbows propped on the mahogany surface and scrolled on a rather old version of a smart phone. He was a proud owner of a second-hand model from the Nokia Lumia family as it was the only phone he could afford from the seller at Diagon Alley.
‘A sturdy fellow, this one!’ he always claimed and Molly just sighed. She bewitched the dishes in the kitchen to be washed and laid out dinner on the table.
Off late, he was hooked to Instagram and Twitter, constantly posting pictures of his muggle belongings and live tweets about the ministry raids. Safe to say that he was earning a lot of hate comments from the Malfoy family for associating with anything “Muggle” related. It was quite ironic because the mobile phone in itself was a muggle invention and the entire family flashed the latest model of the iPhone series wherever they went. Only the crème de la crème for the silver-haired pure-bloods of the wizarding society.
‘Kids! Dinner’s ready, we’ll be eating down here in the kitchen.’ *Flash* Fred and George apparated into the dining room with identical grins etched on their faces. Molly slapped the back of their heads lightly.
‘Just because you’re allowed to use magic does not mean you have to whip your wands out for everything!’ She heaved her chest and walked back into the kitchen.
*Tap Tap* Arthur gently struck his phone to try to make it work, unfortunately, it was stuck. Now, this was not the first time the smart phone decided to act funny, it’s been going on for weeks and he hadn’t the slightest clue about fixing it. Using the reparo spell only made it worse.
*Nokia Switch-Off tone* – the phone automatically switched off on its own.
‘What’s wrong, Mr. Weasley? Anything I can help you with?’ Harry sat down in the empty chair next to him with an inquisitive look on his bespectacled face.
‘Oh nothing, Harry, it’s just my wretched smart phone, decided to die on me so soon. I’ve had it for three years now and there were no glitches whatsoever. Only three weeks ago it began to act all funny, no amount of the reparo spell could fix it.’
‘Can I have a look?’ Harry extended his hand and signalled for the phone. Mr. Weasley placed it on his palm and waited impatiently. He tried to restart the phone using several methods he knew of, even googled some tips on the Nokia forums but to no avail.
‘I think it’s time to say goodbye to this phone, Mr. Weasley. I’ve tried everything I can but nothing seems to work.’ Harry sighed.
‘But who will buy a phone which is not even functional? I don’t think I can afford to get a new one right now!’ Arthur mumbled to himself as he realized his days of Instagramming and tweeting (on the go) will cease to exist.
Harry thought of a pragmatic solution and he hoped to God that Mr. Weasley would oblige.
‘Mr. Weasley, there is only one way we can sort out this issue. You have to sell your phone.’ His words thundered Arthur’s heart. Surely, there must be another way, he thought.
‘Are you absolutely sure, Harry?’
Harry adjusted his spectacles and nodded affirmatively. ‘No worries, Mr. Weasley, I know a website where you can sell your mobile phone within sixty seconds! You can #CleanUpCashOut at Cashify.in and it’s hassle-free!’ He beamed with excitement.
‘Oh, come on, dad, if anyone knows about selling muggle smartphones online, it’s Harry!’ Fred endorsed his idea.
‘Well, get on with it then.’ Arthur gave his approval and hoped for a reasonable offer. After all, he did want a more proficient mobile than the one that he had owned.
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Disclaimer: All characters in this Harry Potter imagine/fanfic belong to J.K. Rowling.