Harry's POV:
Harry groaned as he stretched. As his feet hit a bucket, he was jolted into sight. He rubbed his head, and reached for his glasses. He got them, but when he put them on, he didn't feel the cold metal that was characteristic of his classes, but rather…..plastic? Muttering curses, Harry got up, and his head hit a ceiling. He reached up, because his old scar was throbbing again. Harry frowned, but then, everything fell together, and he immediately understood exactly what happened. He was in the old cupboard under the stairs! "Up, Get up! Now!" His Aunt Petunia rapped. He groaned, cursing under his breath. He pushed the door open, coming out, and went into the kitchen.
There, he began cooking bacon, thinking over something. He smelt the bacon, and immediately flipped it. He let out a breath, and vowed to increase the contact between his relatives, and himself. Once he was done, he placed it there, and told Aunt Petunia that he would be going out for a walk, and return soon enough.
Well, Harry got his way, and went off. He was currently roaming around the garden, when he sat there and began to think why he could have landed here. 'Probably Voldemort, the moron. Even when he's dead he has to cause me problems.' Harry thought, grumbling. He saw Piers Polkiss coming and hid in the bushes. Oh well, good things don't really last, do they?
"BOY! COME INSIDE HERE NOW!" Uncle Vernon's voice came out. Harry sighed. He wondered what Ron, Hermione and Ginny were doing…..
Ron and Ginny's POV:
Ron woke up in a room that was very eye-wateringly orange. He got up, and looked around in confusion. "What the hell? I mean, was I kidnapped or something?" A fat rat caught his eyes, and he looked at it, recognising it. "SCABBERS?! Wait. If Scabbers is here, does that mean-?"
He ran out on to the landing, slamming into Ginny. "Ron! Watch where you're going!" Ginny said. "Wait, Ron?! Are you too-?" "Ginny! Hermione, Harry? Where-" he was cut off by Ginny hugging him. "Ron, I was so worried, I woke up, with me back in the room. I never really realised how awful the flowery wallpaper was honestly, and, do you think Harry and Hermione are back too? Wait, Ron" "FRED!" Ron and Ginny yelled. They ran into Fred's room, nearly crying. They jumped on his bed, hugging him, and in Ginny's case nearly choking him. "Ron, Gin, gerroff, what the hell is 'appening?" Fred said rather confused. "Sibling reunion, is it? George said, smirking. "Well, I'll join in, you know, he's my brother too, honestly."
Once they were separated, Ginny however, still sitting with her hands around Fred, they sat down in the Weasley's dining room. Ron, wondered, with a sudden burst of love for his best friends, what Harry and Hermione were doing.
Hermione's POV:
Hermione woke up, and in a room with a light green wallpaper. She looked around, confused, and as she licked her lips, she found that her teeth were long now. She immediately understood that she was back at 11 or 10? She looked at the calendar and knew today Professor McGonagall was coming to tell her about Hogwarts and Magic. She picked out a light blue T-Shirt, and a set of grey jeans. The bell rang. Hermione steeled herself.
Hola! Amy here. This is my first fic, Please be kind, everyone. Oh, and R&R!