Chapter One: A Morning to Start It All

"Harry, wake up!" said Hermione as she gently shook Harry.

"C'mon Harry," said a complaining Ron in the background, "breakfast is waiting!"

But Harry didn't want to wake up, he was extremely tired. After all, he stayed

up practically all night worry about who the new headmaster might be.

Ever since Dumbledore died, he hadn't quite felt the same.

"Harry, don't make us pour a bucket of water all over you," said Hermione as

she drew out her wand from her jean pocket. "Alright, alright," Harry said as he

jolted upright in his bed, "I'm up!"

"I knew that would work…," said Hermione, smiling as she put her wand back in

her pocket.

"Ha ha," said Harry, "very funny."

"I know huh," Hermione sarcastically replied. Harry scowled.

"Come on you two, breakfast is waiting and I'm starving!" Ron said, eagerness easily heard in his voice. "Oh alright," Hermione sighed, "if you're that hungry."

"I'll be down in a minute," said Harry. Ron and Hermione nodded.

As soon as he heard footsteps going down the Burrow's stairs, Harry dressed, and a few minutes later, the familiar face of Mrs. Weasley greeted him as he arrived downstairs.

"Good morning Harry dear," Mrs. Weasley smiled, "would you like some breakfast?"

As Harry was about to open his mouth to speak, Mrs. Weasley answered for him.

"Of course you would," she said, "you're nothing but skin and bones!"

Harry smiled. Mrs. Weasley always made this comment. Ever since their second year.

"What would you like Harry dear? I'm cooking sausage, eggs, and toast," Mrs. Weasley offered. "That sounds great, thank you," said Harry graciously. He knew better than to argue with Mrs. Weasley.

"Still no word about the new head master?" asked Harry anxiously as he took a seat next to

Hermione, who was reading the Daily Prophet. "Nope, not yet. It says here that 'the identity of the new headmaster of Hogwarts School pf Witchcraft and Wizardry will remain unknown until the start of the new year" Hermione informed.

"Oh good Merlin," Ron exclaimed, "why can't they just write a bloody article and

get it over already?" "I don't know Ron, why don't you ask them?" Harry sarcastically asked.

Ron's ears turned a soft pink.

"Breakfast is ready," said Mrs. Weasley as she put three plates of sausage, eggs, and toast in

front of the trio. Just looking at the food made them hungry. "Thanks," the trio said in unison.

"You three are very welcome," Mrs. Weasley smiled.

As the trio dug into breakfast, they heard a pair of footsteps rushing down the stairs.

"Hey! What about us mum?" George complained.

"Yeah mum, what about us?" accompanied George.

"You two woke up late so you two are just going to have to wait for your turn at breakfast," snapped Mrs. Weasley.

"But mum, it wasn't our fault," said George.

"Honestly it wasn't," Fred added.

"Oh so I suppose that it's my fault that you bewitched your alarm clock to turn into

chocolate whenever your alarm goes off?" Mrs. Weasley angrily asked.

The trio snorted in laughter. Fred and George's faces turned the brightest red.

"Umm… well… yeah…," George stammered.

"About that…we didn't know that the spell would actually work," Fred finished.

"That's absolute poppycock!" Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, "You two should've known

that it worked when you found chocolate by your beds every morning!"

"No comment," Fred and George said in unison as they sat down at the table.

Mrs. Weasley sighed, and then got back to her cooking. "So… 'Mione," started George.

Hermione looked over at him. "Any news about the head master?" George finished.

"Yeah… I heard that McGonagall was going to become headmaster," Fred stated.

Hermione shook her head, and then went on eating. "Here you two," Mrs. Weasley

said as she put two plates of food in front of the twins.

"Thanks mum," said Fred.

"You're the best!" George added.

"Only on Saturdays," Mrs. Weasley joked.

At that moment, Ginny came running down the stairs.

"Sorry mum," she apologized, sounding out of breath, "but the sink tried to eat my hairbrush."

Ginny say down on the other seat next to Hermione, her stomach growling.

"Oh! I've been meaning to fix that, sorry dear," Mrs. Weasley said as she placed a plate in front of Ginny.

"It's alright mum," Ginny replied, then digging into her food. As they were

putting their dishes away, 4 hours flew in through the open window, all of the 4

carrying letters."Must be our Hogwarts letters," Ron said as he took the letters from the owls' grasp and passed them out.

"Oh great, we got Divination AGAIN this year," Harry complained after reading his letter thoroughly.

"Well… there's only one place where we can find all of this," Mrs. Weasley began.

"Diagon Alley."