Harry lay awake in his bed trying to rest, but he couldn't, his excitement had got the best of him, for he knew that in a mere couple of hours his best friend, Ron Weasley, would be coming to pick him up accompanied by his other best friend, Hermione Granger, and also Mr. Weasley of course. He would be leaving the Dursley's to do to his favorite place in the world, Hogwarts. This year would be his sixth year attending.

Harry had his 16th birthday that summer, and had grown yet another couple of inches over the summer holiday. Also he was filling out too, he had usually been a fairly smaller kid then the rest, but this summer all the hard work from the Dursley's had got the best of him, and his features had grown to fit him quite nicely.

The sun crept over the horizon, slowly pouring streams of orange light into Harry's bedroom, revealing, on his floor, his trunk, which contained all his things for school, with his owl, Hedwig's cage on top. Harry looked over to his clock, which read: 5:47am. He still had a while before they would be arriving, at 8:00. Harry decided he couldn't roll around pretending to sleep any longer, so he got up, dressed, and crept downstairs, trying not to wake the Dursley's, hoping to get some decent food before his trip, he was sure the Durlsey's would not feed him very well, as usual.

He got downstairs, quietly opened the door to the kitchen, and slipped inside, grabbed some food, and slipped back out and up the stairs, without even being noticed by the snoring Dursleys. The sun had now fully risen pouring it's golden self into Harry's room. He sat on his bed with his food, and ate it as he daydreamed of what his next year at Hogwarts would be like, and before he knew it, it was 7:00. He could now hear the Dursley's starting to stir, and Aunt Petunia go down stairs to make breakfast.

It was a quiet morning between Harry and the Dursleys, as it usually was, but this one was a bit more tense, only for the fact that they were nervous about the Weasleys coming. They were to be arriving in cars this time (as apposed to floo powder) that The Ministry lent Mr. Weasley, they thought this was the best way to not anger the Dursleys more, though they were still disgusted with the idea.

After breakfast Harry went up stairs to get his things, and check one last time that he had everything. They were to be arriving soon as it was now 7:45, so Harry collected his things and heaved them down the stairs with great difficulty. When he had finally managed to get it all down, he sat them by the door and went into the living room where he found a very anxious Aunt Petunia peering through the curtains out the window. He knew what she was thinking. What sort of impression will the neighbors get?

Just then Harry saw two deep emerald green cars roll down Privet Drive. Harry's stomach gave a lurch of excitement. He quickly went to gather his things and opened the door, heaving his things out side, the Dursleys not even helping but just watching, as if they were exited for him to leave, which Harry knew they were.

"Er-I'll see you next summer." Harry said, and he shut the door behind him. A feeling of relief coming from both ends of the closed door. "All ready Harry?" Mr. Weasley's familiar figure was waling up to Harry, smiling. "Here, I will get your things, you can go get in the car, the second one is were Ron and Hermione are"

"Thanks" Harry smiled, and gave Hedwig's cage a pat, and then went off towards the second car, but before he got there he saw his best friend Ron's read head emerge from it followed by Hermione's brown one.

"Harry!" yelled Hermione as she ran towards him, arms open, "Did your summer go alright? Oh I'm so sorry we couldn't visit much, very busy summer for me!" she said as she released Harry from a very tight hug.

"Hey mate, how did your summer go after visiting? Alright I hope, its good to see you again!" Said a smiling Ron.

"My summer went alright, it's great to see both of you." Said Harry, as they got into the car.

When they were all settled in, and were driving off, Harry took one last look at the Dursley's. He smiled to himself, he felt fully happy again, now that he was with his two favorite people.

The car ride to the station was full of conversation. Hermione was telling Harry about her vacation. As Harry looked at Hermione he noticed a changed in her. Her hair, though still brown, was a bit less bushy, and now more of a silky wave, and her teeth that were usually a bit large, seemed to be growing to fit the rest of her face, and her eyes, big and golden- brown seemed to have a bit more spark then when Harry had ever looked at her before. All her features seemed to be maturing. After a while, Harry found he wasn't listening to Hermione anymore, but just staring at her. For the first time, he actually thought she was truly beautiful.