Chapter 1- Arriving at the Burrow

Harry strolled up the gravel path, smiling as he passed the sign saying 'The Burrow' on it. He got to the door and knocked on it. Nothing happened. He knocked again, louder this time. Still nothing. He could hear nor see anyone in the house. He banged on the door, bringing his fists down on the wood, making lots of noise. Finally he saw a figure come down the stairs and glide towards the door.

It was Ginny.

Harry noticed with embarresment that her hair was dripping wet, and she had a towel wrapped around her waist.
"Harry!" she exclaimed. "We wern't expecting you this early!"
"Where is everyone?"
"Bill, Charlie and Ron are out there playing Quidditch, Hermione and Fleur are watching them, Fred and George are at their shop, Dad and Percy are at the Ministry, and Mum's gone to Diagon Alley to get her wand fixed. I was in the shower when you came. Do you mind if I go and get changed?"

Yes, I do mind, Harry thought guiltily, though instead he assured her that he would be fine, and sat down at the kitchen table to wait.

Eventually he got bored of waiting, and went out to find Ron and the others. He spotted them immediately, and ran over to where Hermione was sitting.
"Harry!" she exclaimed, her call attracting the attention of the others, who glided down to see him. She hugged him quickly, then Ron clapped him on the back, asking him how the Dursley's had been.

"I can't believe you af to put up wiv zem, 'Arry!" Fleur said angrily, swishing her long hair, making Bill, Charlie and Ron stare opened mouthed. Hermioned rolled her eyes, then beckoned for Harry to follow her back to the house.

They walked back, happily chatting. As they neared the door, Ginny came out.
"Mum's back, Harry. She'd love to see you!"
Harry nodded his reply, and Ginny carried on walking out to her brothers and Fleur. Harry followed her with his eyes, then turned to open the door. He stopped when he realised Hermione wasn't following. Turning around, he noticed she was grinning at him.

"You like her, Harry, don't you?" she said teasingly.
Harry blushed deeply, and denied it, though his voice gave him away.
"Don't tell Ron?"
She rolled her eyes. "I won't, but he's going to find out sooner or later."

Harry gave her his thanks, then went into the kitchen. He was greeted by Mrs Weasley's warm embrace, and the smell of wonderful cooking.
"Harry, dear, it's so good to have you back!" she exclaimed. "Look at you, you're as thin as a stick! You must be ravenous! Dinner won't be for a little while, but you can have a cauldron cake that I brought back from Diagon Alley if you wish."
"Thanks mum!" chorused Ginny, Ron, Bill and Charlie, coming in, and each taking a cauldron cake.

Harry laughed. He had forgotten how much fun he had staying at the Burrow. He took the last cauldron cake, and sat down at the kitchen table with the others.

A/N: Sorry it's so short!