The month went by slowly for Harry. He was glad that he wasn't at the Dursely's and he was glad that he was going to be going to a school that was far away from them. Harry was still in a daze about being a wizard. But he did enjoy his freedom and was looking forward to starting…well to starting fresh. Tom, the innkeeper, kept an eye on Harry and told him he had to be inside before dark every evening and he wasn't to go wandering into muggle London. He had to stick to Diagon Alley. Harry enjoyed spending his time in the wizarding world. He found out so many interesting things. He was free, for the most part, to do what he wanted. He explored all of the shops but spend as much as he could in the Quidditch shop. He didn't know much about the sport, but with what he did know he like very much. And then on one afternoon toward the end of August, Harry was sitting at a café near Ollivanders wan shop, when he saw a family of red heads. Harry wasn't sure who they were but when he heard the name Ron he perked up.

"Ron! Hurry along! We need to get your robes," said a woman with fiery red hair. It was just like the girl he saw in the park.

"I know Mum, I just don't want hand-me-downs," the boy called Ron complained.

"Well too bad Ronald. We can't afford new ones so you will have to deal with it." the lady said.

"But how come Ginny gets new robes?" Ron whined.

"She gets new ones because it's her birthday present, alright? Ginerva Weasley where are you?" the lady called out.

" I'm right here, Mum. What's the problem?" said a girl with fiery red hair just like her mother.

"Weasley!" Harry whispered to himself. He had been staring at the family while they had been stopped. Now the girl who was called Ginny turned her head toward Harry. Harry looked down hoping she wouldn't take notice, but she did.

"Harry!" she exclaimed.

"Hello," Harry murmured at Ginny. So she was the girl from the park.

"What are you doing here? I didn't think I would see you until the train. Not that I mind seeing you now. I just wasn't expecting you here." Ginny rambled on, "Why are you here?"

"Well," Harry looked at her, "you were right about the letter. I did get one. On my birthday in fact-"

"Oh did you have a nice birthday, then?" Ginny interrupted. "Oh sorry."

"Yes, well then Dumbledore and Hagrid came to the house and kind of explained things to me. Then Hagrid took me here to Diagon Alley. I got all my supplies and stuff. I have been staying at the Leaky Cauldron ever since."

"Oh that's where we're staying until tomorrow! That's terrific! So how has the rest of your summer been? I'm so glad you didn't have to stay with those muggle liars for too much of the summer." Ginny eyes grew cold.

"Oh well it's been pretty interesting. I'm learning a lot." Harry murmured.

"I bet you are! Say I know, how about-"

"Hmmm, hmmm," a voice said.

"Oh," Ginny looked up at her mother.

"And who is this nice young man, Ginny?" she asked.

"Um, well this is Harry, Harry Potter." Ginny smiled at Harry.

"BLIMEY HARRY POTTER!" yelled Ron.

"Ron hush!" Ginny grumbled in a hushed tone, but no one took notice to them.

"A pleasure to meet you, Harry," Ginny's mother said. "I'm Molly Weasley."

"And you, Mrs. Weasley," murmured Harry. He looked at Ginny who was still glaring at her brother. "Well, I best be going. See you on the train, Ginny." Harry smiled and turned to leave.

"Wait! Why don't you join us? I mean I know you have all your supplies, but I mean you are alone and well…" Ginny's voice trailed off. She looked at her mother.

"I don't see why not. Would you care to, Harry?" Mrs. Weasley questioned.

"Well only if you don't mind." Harry looked at them.

"MIND! Blimey this is so cool. The Harry Potter!" Ron exclaimed.

"Oh will you ever grow up, Ron," muttered Ginny as she fell into step with Harry. "Come on and I'll introduce you to my other brothers."

Harry remembered Ginny mentioning that she had a handful of brothers, six to be exact.

Ginny led him over to one of the shops that Harry remembered getting his robes from: Madam Malkins Robe's for All Occasions. "Fred, George, Percy? Are you in here?" Ginny called. She pulled Harry over to a rack that had some robes. They appeared to be a bit more worn then the others. A boy with red hair poked his head out from between the robes.

"Oiy Ginny?" the boy said. He appeared to be several years older. Then all the sudden another boy popped his head out next to the other.

"Ginny! Have you got your robes yet?" this boy said. He looked at Harry. "Who are you?"

"Yeah who are you?" the one who had poked his head out first asked. The two boys appeared to be twins.

"Fred, George, this is a friend of mine. Harry Potter, meet the twins and biggest trouble makers in the world, Fred," Ginny pointed to the first one, "and George," pointing to the second. "My annoying but lovable brothers.

"Umm, nice to meet you." Harry mumbled.

"Oh the Harry Potter? Well it's a pleasure," the one called Fred said.

"Yes a pleasure," the one called George said. "If you don't mind though we have to finish trying on our robes. Ginny, don't forget to as well."

"I won't." she muttered. "Hey do you know where Percy is?"

"Huh, no, he probably went off to Flourish and Blotts to moon over the books in there." Fred snickered and George laughed.

Ginny gave them a frightening look, "You better not have done anything to him," she growled.

The twins appeared nervous by the look Ginny gave them, "No we didn't do anything!" they chorused.

"FRED, GEORGE!" a voice bellowed as he walked into the store.

"Uh oh." The boys said. Then they were out in a flash.

"Ginny!" the boy who had just walked in. "Have you seen Fred and George?"

"Yes they just ran 'round that way to avoid you." Ginny smiled.

The boy, who also had red hair, looked around and started to head back out when he noticed Harry standing next to Ginny.

"Hello," the boy said. He looked at Ginny. "Who is this?"

"This is my friend Harry Potter. Harry, meet my brother Percy." Ginny grinned as she looked at the boy called Percy's face.

Percy looked at Harry with speculation. "Hmm, a pleasure to meet you, Harry." He put his hand out for Harry to shake and then turned to look at Ginny, "Fred? George?"

Ginny pointed out the door.

"Thank you, Ginny." Percy turned to Harry, "A pleasure, Harry. I am sure I will see you on the train." With that he walked out the door.

"Come on I need to look at robes. Mum said I could get new ones instead of hand-me –downs. For my birthday! Ron's jealous!" Ginny smiled.

"Why?" Harry asked.

"Because it was supposed to be he who got new robes. However, because now I am going to school the same year as him, and I am the youngest, I get new robes!" Ginny said smugly.

"Oh, ok." Harry looked as Ginny. They walked over to a new set of robes. Mrs. Weasley then walked in mumbling under her breathe.

"Those boys!" she huffed. "When will they ever learn." She looked at Ginny. "Ahh Ginny, have you found any that you like?"

"Well, Mum what about these?" Ginny pulled some out of the rack and showed them to her mum. "They aren't very expensive and yet they have a nice touch to them."

"Mmmm, yes they do look good and you're right," Mrs. Weasley looked at the price tag, "they aren't very expensive. The question is, Ginny, do you like them?"

"Yes Mum I like them else I wouldn't have showed them to you!" Ginny laughed.

"Yes well I never can tell with you!" Mrs. Weasley smiled at her daughter. "Well go and try them on." She waved Ginny to fitting room.

Ginny went into the fitting room to try them on. She came out a few minutes later. "What do you think, Mum? Harry?" she said as she spun around and bowed.

"Yes, yes very nice. They fit you perfectly." Mrs. Weasley sighed.

Ginny looked at Harry. "Um yes, they look um, just fine." Harry mumbled looking down.

She really did look good in them.

"Thank you." Ginny smiled. She turned and went back into the changing room.

"Harry?" Mrs. Weasley asked, "Would you like to have dinner with us tonight at the Leaky Cauldron?"

"Pardon?" Harry looked up at Mrs. Weasley. "Oh well, um sure, but only it you're absolutely positive."

"Oh yes it will be just fine, Harry." Mrs. Weasley smiled. He has impeccable manners, thought Mrs. Weasley.

"Then I would love to." Harry grinned in reply.

2 hours later

Dinner that evening was a boisterous affair. Harry had never eaten with so many people. The Weasley's were a large family. There was Mr. Arthur Weasley, Mrs. Molly Weasley, Percy, who was the third oldest, the Twins, Fred and George, Ron, and Ginny. Bill and Charlie were not present but even with out them the crowd was immense. The twins, who were forever playing pranks, were very talkative and wanted to know everything. Percy, who was the smart one and very serious in school, kept going on about how he was prefect. Whatever that was. Ron, who was, well just Ron, was a bit quiet, but he did seem to want to know about Harry. And then there was Ginny. She was the only girl besides her mother, and yet she seemed to fit in very well. She seemed a bit devious like the twins, smart, like Percy, and a bit shy like Ron and something else, which only meant, it must be the other part of her eldest brothers, Bill and Charlie. She was her own self and knew exactly what she wanted out of life. It was a big change for Harry, who had never really been too sure of him. He smiled as he heard Mrs. Weasley scold the twins for something or another.

"Fred, George, you leave Percy alone do you hear!" Mrs. Weasley frowned at them.

Ginny turned to Harry, "Are you done? I have to pack and so do you." she smiled at him.

"Yes we can go." Harry stood to get up. Then he looked at Ron and smiled. "Coming?"

Ron grinned. "You bet!" he got up and led the way up the stairs. "So Harry, how long have you lived in the muggle world? Dad's really fascinated with it. All the muggle gadgets and stuff."

"Well I've lived with my aunt and uncle most of my life. At least as far back as I can remember." Harry replied.

"A load of muggle liars those lot!" humped Ginny. They continued up the stairs to their rooms chatting all the while.

Harry fell asleep that night with a smile on his face. He wasn't worried about school in the least. He knew he was going to enjoy it especially now that he had some friends.