Swirling and swirling he went trying to hold onto his glasses while also attempting to tuck his elbows in as he spun up wards. Finally with a last swirl of color he was thrown harshly thrown out at the the Weasley's fireplace. Harry stood up and dusted off his pants. Mrs. Weasley came over and started fussing over him and kissing him and hugging him and trying to mat down his always messy hair. Looking behind Mrs. Weasley Harry saw Ginny (Ron's sister who'd always had a liking for Harry) and Charlie Weasley whom he had met last year when he went to the the Quidithich World Cup with the Weasley's.

"Hey, Harry" said Charlie warmly

"Hi" Harry replied

"Have you heard?" Ron began excidetley

"What?"

"Charlie's been asked to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts this coming year!" Ron exclaimed

"Really, Charlie?" Harry questioned

"Yea, it's true, Harry" said Charlie "I'll be the youngest teacher ever at Hogwarts."

In the corner Harry thought he saw Mrs. Weasley let out a muffled sob.

"Come on Harry, let's go up to my room." Said Ron eyeing his mother in the corner.

Harry followed Ron up the creaking twisting stairs as they passed George and Fred's room, Harry heard a big crash and then laughter and talking.

"I told you they'd been acting weird all summer." Ron whispered as they reached the top of the stairs and Ron's room.

"Charlie's going to be bunking with us because Fred and George wouldn't give up their room, Mom got mad but Charlie said it was fine." Said Ron as Harry eyed the two extra beds set up in Ron's room.

Harry surveyed Ron's room. It was the 3rd time he'd been there. All over the walls there were orange posters (moving of course) of Ron's favorite Quiditch team the Chudley Cannons. Ron also had bright orange bed sheets featuring the Cannons. Just then Charlie walked into the room and told them that it was time for dinner.

Back downstairs in the crowded kitchen all 10 of them (Hermione had come through the chimney by Floo powder a few minutes before Harry and Ron had been called for dinner) sat around the Weasleys small table. The dinner was the most scrumptious meal Harry had had in ages. When it was over Mrs. Weasley set the plates to cleaning themselves while Fred, George, Charlie, Harry and Ron went out to play Harry's favorite sport: Quiditch, while Hermione and Ginny stayed inside to help Mrs. Weasley with the kitchen cleaning. Harry and Charlie were both seekers, this meant that there purpose was to catch a small golden winged ball, this ended the match and gave the team who caught it 150 points. Fred and George Weasley were both Beaters which meant they went around trying to save their teammates from being hit by the big black buldgers and to set the buldgers onto the other team. There was also a Keeper who guarded the 50 foot basketball hoops which when a Quaffle is thrown through the net, the team who scored gets 10 points. There are 3 chasers on a Quiditch team and their job is to put the Quaffle into the hoops. Harry, Ron, Fred, George and Charlie played 3 on 2. They made it Fred and Charlie vs. Harry, Ron and George. Instead of playing with the real balls, they passed around tennis balls and tried to get them through the hoops. They all watched in awe as Harry's Firebolt easily beat out their Clean Sweep 5's by unmeasurable speed. Harry, on his Firebolt was just a little green blur speeding past them. After Quiditch, they went inside where Mrs. Weasley bustled them off to bed.

The next 3 and half were the best weeks Harry had all summer. He had a blast with the Weasleys and finally the day had come to depart to Diagon Alley and buy their school books. Again, they traveled by Floo powder and arrived in the fireplace of the Leaky Cauldron in no time. They walked out of the bar and out into the back where there was a large brick wall. Mrs. Weasley got out her wand and tapped the brick the blocks up and 2 to the right of a garbage can that stood against the wall. At once the amazing archway to Diagon Alley opened up revealing a large town full with an array of different wizarding stores.