"Nervous mate?" Ron asked after seeing the look of sheer terror cross Harry's face

"A little bit" replied Harry even though that was the understatement of the year. Harry felt as if his stomach was about to explode from the force of the nerves that had started at

7am that morning, when he realized today was the day. How did this happen, Harry thought, It seems like only yesterday I was learning I was a wizard, today Im-

But before he could finish that thought Ron took him by the shoulders and looked him strate in the eye.

"Harry, you have defeated the darkest wizard of all time, compared to that this is a walk in the park." Ron said trying to boost Harry's confadince.

"Ron, those things were easy, I mean all I was doing was a couple of wand movements, and yelling a couple of curses. This, well this is something that will haunt me forever if i

mess it up." Harry looked as if someone had just informed him that he would be spending the rest of his life in Azkaban.

"Don't worry so much! It'll all be over before you know it." Ron reassured him, as he tried not to smile.

"You don't understand. I've never done anything like this before. I mean sure I've been in the spotlight but never like this. I'm just afraid that I'll do something stupid and make a

fool of myself." Harry couldn't believe that he was actually telling Ron this. He knew that he would just torment him with it later.

"Just go out there and do the best you can!" was all Ron could say before Mrs.Weasley pulled him out of the tent muttering something about how she had looked for him

everywhere. Harry distinctly heard Ron and Mrs.Weasley arguing before Hagrid walked through the tent flap, almost taking the whole tent with him.

The spacious tent suddenly looked crouded and tight. Harry couldn't help but think about the first time he had met Hagrid.

It had been on his 11th birthday. His Uncle Vernon had taken his wife, Petunia, son, Dudly, and Harry to a house on a large rock portruding from the see in the hopes that he

could keep Harry from learning the truth about his magical abilities. Hagrid had been his savior that day, he had taken him away from the Dursly's into a world Harry thought

only exsisted in the world of childish fariytales. Hagrid was Harrys first look into the magical world. Now looking back on it, Harry couldn't imagine his life if Hagrid hadnt

been the one to tell him about being a wizard. Why if I had just recieved the letter like I was supposed to, thought Harry worriedly, I would never have been able to find Diagon

Ally, or Gringotts, or the Hogwarts Express for that matter! Realizing this, Harry suddenly felt very safe as long as Hagrid was there to help guide him through things, as he

always had been.

"OI HARRY!" Hagrid yelled, it seemed that Harry had missed something.

"Sorry Hagrid I was just thinking about something."

"Well you sertanly got lots to think 'bout, don't Harry" Hagrid said thoughtfully "Do yer mind me askin' what yer were thinkin' bout?"

"I was just thinkin about the day we met," Harry replied slowly "Do you remember Hagrid, all those years ago, when you found me and introduced me to the magical world"

"I sure do remember, in fact thats one 'o the few days ill never ferget. The minute I saw you 'Arry, I knew you was somethin' special." Hagrid replied "Even afore Dumbledore

told me, I knew you was different. Somthin' bout the way you carried urself, it was as if some miracle had happened. You acted 'sif you didnt 'serve it, even tho ur the most

deservin' persone I could think of." After this Hagrid pulled out his tablecloth sized hankerchife and blew his nose. It sounded as if someone had stepped on a elephant.

"I better get out there, 'Arry," Hagrid said once he had composed himself "I just came in to wish you luck"

And with that Hagrid was gone, and the tent seemed spacious once more. For the time being Harry was left to his thougths. He was about to check to see if it was time when H

Hermione walked in. The first thing she said to him was:

"Harry, your bow's crooked. You didn't let Ron do it did you? He never gets it right." Harry was glad that Hermione didn't talk about what he was about to do. As she walked

in he saw that she was in a beautiful silver gown that Fleur had helped Ginny pick out. It went down to her feet and wrapped around her waist. The shawl that had come with it

was hanging limply over Hermione's shoulder. Her hair was straitened, and pulled back in a simple half pony and her hair fell beautifully around her shoulders. If she looks this

good, then what does Ginny look like? Harry wondered

"Wow, you look amazing." Harry said out loud.

"You don't look half bad your self" Hermione blushed, clearly pleased that Harry thought so.

Once Hermione had finished tying, and re-tying Harry's bow, she left to go wait for it to start.

I guess its time, Harry thought sadly. As he walked out of the tent the nerves vanished and were replaces with a feeling of anticipation that Harry had grown quite accustomed to

in the past few weeks.