Chapter One – Moving Day

In a small neighborhood outside of Kings Cross in London a nineteen-year-old Harry Potter is preparing for his second year at University College London, where he is studying Law. His mother and father are helping him load all his belongings into a moving van.

"I think this is the last load." said James sitting down on the sidewalk to catch his breath.

Harry joins his father, "Thanks a lot for all your help. I really am going to miss you and mum."

"We are only a phone call away and you can come home any time you like." Lily said with tears in her eyes. How can her son already be moving away from home? Wasn't it just yesterday she was watching him toddle around the house in his nappy?

"Lily," James stood up, "Harry and I are going to head out and unload these boxes. I will be home soon."

The three embrace in one last goodbye hug before Harry and his father hop into the van and leave for Harry's new flat.

"Mum, seriously, I will be fine!" Ginny wailed for what seemed the millionth time this morning.

"I know, dear, I just worry. Are you sure you don't want to wait for your father to get back from the Ministry?" Mrs. Weasley asked hopefully.

"I'll manage," stated Ginny exasperatedly, "All of my stuff has already been sent over and Hermione is meeting me at the flat. I think we can unpack ourselves."

"Well if your sure then." Mrs. Weasley sighed as she pulled her daughter into a bone-crushing hug.

Ginny walked outside and took one last look at the Burrow before apparating herself to the new flat.

She stood outside of the flat with a huge smile on her face. She did it, she finally did it! Even though Ginny Weasley was seventeen years old, a legal adult in the wizarding world, her parents had reservations about her moving into Muggle London with her best friend, Hermione Granger.

"Ginny! You're here!" yelled Hermione running outside to greet Ginny.

"I didn't think mum was ever going to let me leave." laughed Ginny, "Have you started unpacking?"

"I've only just started, come on." Hermione grabbed Ginny's hand and led her into their new home.

Across the street a moving van pulled up. Harry and his father got out.

"Well, lets get these boxes inside." said James as he opened the back of the van.

Harry didn't have a large amount of boxes to move in. His mother went shopping the day before for all his household essentials and unpacked them for him.

"Thank you again dad, I really appreciate all your help." said Harry as he sat down the last box.

"No need to thank me, it's what I'm here for. I do hate to rush off but I promised your mum I would be back for lunch. Don't forget, your mum and I want to take you out tonight for your birthday dinner."

"Wouldn't miss it for the world." said Harry showing his father out.

"Love you, dad!"

"I love you too, son."

Ginny and Hermione are taking a break from un-packing.

"Thanks for making these sandwiches." Ginny said between bites.

"No problem, roomie." Hermione giggled while nudging Ginny in the ribs.

"I think today calls for a celebration," Ginny exclaimed, "What would you say to dinner tonight?"

"I would love to! Do you mind if Ron comes along? We were supposed to have dinner as well to celebrate my first day at the Ministry tomorrow."

"That's fine. Maybe I will invite Robert from work. He has been bugging me to go on a date with him."

"It's a plan!' beamed Hermione.

Harry finished unpacking his belongings and looked at the clock.

"Only three o'clock?" he asked himself. "Guess I'll go have a shower."

"Oh shoot!" shouted Hermione.

"What is it?" Ginny asked.

"I forgot to pick up some sugar, I need it for my sweet tea."

"Sweet tea?" Ginny asked confused.

"It's a muggle thing." Hermione laughed.

"Want me to go across the street and see if the neighbor has any we can borrow?"

"Oh!" shrieked Hermione, "Would you? Thank you so much!"

Ginny walked outside and headed across the street.