A/N:first fanfic i've ever written. R/R, flame away if you want. don't bother unless you like d/hr.

Disclaimer: No, I am not JK Rowling. I own none of the characters and so far, I have not added any of my own. I came up with most of the plot on my own, so I think I own a lot of it. If you recognize some parts I probably did read it somewhere else and altered it, but don't remember which story it came from specifically. If it's yours, you get the credit for it. You know who you are. Suing is pointless. mmkay, enjoy.)

Harry woke up to the sound of Mr. Weasley's flying car smashing into his window.

"Harry!" yelled Ron, "Hurry! Fred and George are going mad driving this thing! I think we might all die before we even get to the train," he whined.

"Oh Ron, stop exaggerating," Hermione rolled her eyes. Harry noticed she looked a bit nervous as well.

"Er… coming!" Harry rushed to get his trunk and Hedwig, put them in the car, and opened his window, just as Petunia and Vernon appeared at his door.

"Bloody…what is going on, boy?" she sputtered.

"Yeah, don't you lot leave tonight?" questioned Vernon, finishing off a pint of strawberry pistachio-grape ice cream.

"Well, my mum and dad wanted to floo us to Diagon Alley to show us some things first. We were going to spend the day there…and were going to ask you if Harry could come?" Ron asked, looking pleadingly at the Dursleys.

Petunia sighed. "Well Vernon, I guess… fine."

Ron's face brightened up. "Thank you Mrs. Dursley, thank you!" The happy look on his face dulled down as he saw Dudley Dursley come in. Harry climbed out of his window and gave one last look at the Dursleys.

"Er,… goodbye," Harry said. "Goodbye," Vernon replied stiffly.

"Off we go!" Fred said excitedly as he floored the gas pedal. A few minutes later they arrived at the Burrow.

"Harry! Hermione! So lovely to see you! How've you been?" Mrs. Weasley asked, hugging them both tightly.

"Oh fine, thanks," Hermione replied.

"Yeah, me too," said Harry. "Well then, let's go!", Mrs. Weasley said brightly. She led them to the fireplace and they entered the floo network, one after the other. A minute later, they were all standing in Diagon Alley- Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, Fred and George, Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione.

The eight of them spent the day there, mostly trying on new school robes and gaping at the new Nimbus 3000s through the window. Hermione decided to go inside and look around, her mum had given her some money to buy a new broom.

"Well, if it isn't our favorite know-it-all, Granger," she heard an all too familiar drawl.

"Draco Malfoy," she replied dryly, "Fancy seeing you here. What, d'you come here to buy the whole shop? So we can all bow down and pretend to kiss your ass?" she said, smirking.

"Very creative, Mudblood. Why don't you go next door to the thrift shop and find your friend the Weasel," he sneered. Then, he smiled a bit. "My father's just bought me the Nimbus 3000. Don't worry Granger, I'm sure you can afford one. They're only, oh, I'd say around 95 Galleons-"

"As it happens, Malfoy, I've got about twice that much with me today," she replied smoothly. She brushed past him and ordered one solid gold Nimbus 3000.

"Ninety-four Galleons, ninety-seven sickles," replied the cashier. Hermione held out her bag so that Malfoy could easily see her pull out a large check.

"Keep the change," Hermione said sweetly. She turned around and smirked. Hah, she thought, if only I could do this more often. Draco just gaped at her. She smiled slyly at him and went out of the shop. For dinner, The Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry went to the Three Broomsticks.

"Hermione! Look," said Harry, trying not to sound obvious. "Malfoy's here!" he said incredulously. Ron made a twisted face. "Best keep away from that git," he retorted. Hermione just smirked. Draco caught a glance at her, and returned the look. Lucius raised an eyebrow but then went back to talking to Narcissa.

So there's chapter one,

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