Chapter 5
The rest of the day went as planned. They went down to Falmouth for the morning; in Harry's case buying last-minute souvenirs and in Hermione's, saying goodbye to anyone she knew and met.
In the afternoon they went up and packed. Harry's trunk was considerably heavier than when he had arrived, but he didn't mind. Hermione's trunk was noticeably lighter than when he had usually lifted it, but then he realised that her stack of schoolbooks weren't in there, as they hadn't been bought yet.
That night they went out to a quiet restaurant in Fowey. Harry had Swordfish and Hermione had Plaice. It was a cheerful meal and made Harry realise how much he had missed out without a family. Sirius had almost became a second. No. He couldn't think about him, not today, he had to carry on living like he had for the last fortnight.
They went to bed late and woke early. Ron had sent them a message saying that they would pick them up at 9 the next morning. They had a rushed breakfast and sat down to wait for the Weasleys to arrive.
Harry was just wondering how they would come, when they heard a swooshing noise outside. They looked at each other, then raced out the front door. Flying down towards them were 3 bodies on broomsticks. Hermione groaned; flying wasn't really her thing.
The three Weasleys landed on the ground and Harry and Hermione raced towards them. Standing near the edge of the cliff were Ron, Mr Weasley and Ginny. They all stood there with broad grins on their faces and Hermione ran up to Ron and gave him a huge hug.
Harry saw Ron's face turn the same colour as his hair and started laughing. Mr Weasley strode up to him and shook hands vigorously with him.
"How are you Harry?" Mr Weasley enquired.
"Fine thanks, Mr Weasley"
"Harry mate, great to see you" Ron had released himself from Hermione's clutches and was standing by his side.
"Same to you, Ron."
Mr Weasley walked towards Mr and Mrs Granger who had just emerged from the house.
"How nice to see you again," he said in a jovial voice.
"Same to you! Please come inside and have a cup of tea"
Mr Weasley looked positively ecstatic at the idea. He was muggle mad and nothing would excite him more than sitting talking to a pair of them for an hour.
Harry and Hermione showed Ron around the house. He had only ever been to one Muggle house before, Privet Drive, and he was almost as interested as his dad.
One hour later, they made their way back downstairs. When Mr Weasley saw them he started and looked at his watch.
"Oh dear, we really have to go. I promised Molly we would be back by 11 and it's almost 10 now. It has been most interesting talking to you." He stood up, shook hands with the Grangers and led the way outside.
When they reached outside, Hermione started to look worried. "Um. Mr Weasley. We don't have enough brooms to get back. I mean, Harry's got his Firebolt, and you all have your own, but I don't have one."
"I've already thought of that," Mr Weasley said kindly. "You will share a broom with Harry." Hermione looked as though her worst fears had been confirmed. She gulped, looked at Mr Weasley again and swung her leg over the back of the broom.
Mr Weasley bewitched the trunks and Hedwig's and Crookshank's cages, to stay onto the brooms. They all turned around waved at Mr and Mrs Granger and Mr Weasley cast an invisibility spell over the 5 of them. Harry pushed off the ground and Hermione tightened her grip around Harry's waist.
The rest of the day went as planned. They went down to Falmouth for the morning; in Harry's case buying last-minute souvenirs and in Hermione's, saying goodbye to anyone she knew and met.
In the afternoon they went up and packed. Harry's trunk was considerably heavier than when he had arrived, but he didn't mind. Hermione's trunk was noticeably lighter than when he had usually lifted it, but then he realised that her stack of schoolbooks weren't in there, as they hadn't been bought yet.
That night they went out to a quiet restaurant in Fowey. Harry had Swordfish and Hermione had Plaice. It was a cheerful meal and made Harry realise how much he had missed out without a family. Sirius had almost became a second. No. He couldn't think about him, not today, he had to carry on living like he had for the last fortnight.
They went to bed late and woke early. Ron had sent them a message saying that they would pick them up at 9 the next morning. They had a rushed breakfast and sat down to wait for the Weasleys to arrive.
Harry was just wondering how they would come, when they heard a swooshing noise outside. They looked at each other, then raced out the front door. Flying down towards them were 3 bodies on broomsticks. Hermione groaned; flying wasn't really her thing.
The three Weasleys landed on the ground and Harry and Hermione raced towards them. Standing near the edge of the cliff were Ron, Mr Weasley and Ginny. They all stood there with broad grins on their faces and Hermione ran up to Ron and gave him a huge hug.
Harry saw Ron's face turn the same colour as his hair and started laughing. Mr Weasley strode up to him and shook hands vigorously with him.
"How are you Harry?" Mr Weasley enquired.
"Fine thanks, Mr Weasley"
"Harry mate, great to see you" Ron had released himself from Hermione's clutches and was standing by his side.
"Same to you, Ron."
Mr Weasley walked towards Mr and Mrs Granger who had just emerged from the house.
"How nice to see you again," he said in a jovial voice.
"Same to you! Please come inside and have a cup of tea"
Mr Weasley looked positively ecstatic at the idea. He was muggle mad and nothing would excite him more than sitting talking to a pair of them for an hour.
Harry and Hermione showed Ron around the house. He had only ever been to one Muggle house before, Privet Drive, and he was almost as interested as his dad.
One hour later, they made their way back downstairs. When Mr Weasley saw them he started and looked at his watch.
"Oh dear, we really have to go. I promised Molly we would be back by 11 and it's almost 10 now. It has been most interesting talking to you." He stood up, shook hands with the Grangers and led the way outside.
When they reached outside, Hermione started to look worried. "Um. Mr Weasley. We don't have enough brooms to get back. I mean, Harry's got his Firebolt, and you all have your own, but I don't have one."
"I've already thought of that," Mr Weasley said kindly. "You will share a broom with Harry." Hermione looked as though her worst fears had been confirmed. She gulped, looked at Mr Weasley again and swung her leg over the back of the broom.
Mr Weasley bewitched the trunks and Hedwig's and Crookshank's cages, to stay onto the brooms. They all turned around waved at Mr and Mrs Granger and Mr Weasley cast an invisibility spell over the 5 of them. Harry pushed off the ground and Hermione tightened her grip around Harry's waist.