There were Aurors with Harry at Platform 9 ¾. Hedwig looked round and Pigwidgeon shivered and asked, 'Where are we going? Are we going a different way this year? Are we-' Twittering madly, Pigwidgeon flew round his cage and Hedwig rolled her eyes. Pigwidgeon always got overexcited. Crookshanks purred and said, 'Well, we'll find out, won't we?'

Hedwig was Harry's owl, Pigwidgeon Ron's, Crookshanks was Hermione's cat, and this time, a new pet was coming with them from the Burrow to Hogwarts. It was Arnold, a Pygmy Puff of Ginny's.

'I can walk thanks,' Hedwig heard Harry say in an annoyed tone as he went through the barrier. Hedwig hooted goodbye to Crookshanks, Arnold- and Pigwidgeon.

Days Later-

'So,' said Crookshanks one night in the common room with Hedwig, Pigwidgeon, and Arnold. 'It's more of Ron, and Hermione's arguments, and Harry doesn't have a clue. It's long before he'll have to find out.'

'Oh really,' Hedwig sighed. 'Harry's had enough hardship already.'

'So has Ron," Pigwidgeon hooted. 'Arnold, did you know Ginny named me?' He flew round the empty common room as Arnold said, 'I didn't. And Ginny's quite nice, really.'

'It's a shame we can't talk to them.' Hedwig said. 'Harry likes Ginny, Arnold, I can tell. If only she could dump Dean and go for him instead.'

'If I could talk I'd convince her,' sighed Arnold. There was quiet silence for a while except for the sound of Pigwidgeon zooming faster.

'Pigwidgeon!' scolded Crookshanks as Pigwidgeon crashed into a chair. He turned to Arnold and Hedwig. 'Hermione's felt bad lately, too,' he explained. 'Harry's nice enough, but Ron's been too inconsiderate.'

'Inconsiderate,' echoed Pigwidgeon feebly from the chair.

'Hm, if only we can… do something to change his mind or create luck?' Hedwig mused.

'I know!' exclaimed Crookshanks. 'Being Hermione's cat made me know a lot about the work they do and what happening at Hogwarts. There's a new professor, Professor Slughorn, who teaches potions this year, and Harry's foul at potions. I've also heard of a luck potion called Felix Felicis…'

'A luck potion!' exclaimed Arnold. 'Perhaps we can brew it? Crookshanks, do you know the ingredients?'

'No, but there's a textbook in Hermione's dormitory." Crookshanks said. 'And even if we did, we couldn't brew it. How would we get the ingredients? It's complicated.'

'No, but I bet Professor Slughorn carries some, he looks like someone who would carry a luck potion. If we can't brew it, we can perhaps get some or create some luck ourselves even if we can't talk.' Hedwig said.

'Well said,' muttered Pigwidgeon as he stood up and hopped toward them.

'We have some owners to help,' Hedwig nodded seriously. 'And we'll start now.'