"Let me sleep just a little more," Harry moaned.
"No, silly, you must get up!" Ron said.
"Ugh, you sound like Hermione," Harry replied.
"Exactly. Today is the 15th. We're to meet Hermione in Diagon Alley then go and visit Hermione."
"Oh yeah," Harry said, "How could I have forgotten?"
"I dunno. Maybe all that fame has finally gotten to you," Ron replied.
"Oh, shut up!" Harry said through his laughter. He finally got up and got dressed. He and Ron walked down the stairway 5 minutes later, where Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were already eating breakfast.
"G'morning Ron, Harry," Mr. Weasley said as he put down the Daily Prophet.
"Morning Dad," Ron said.
"Good morning Mr. Weasley," Harry said.
"Lookin' forward to seein' Hermione, I expect."
"Yes, sir," Harry and Ron said.
"Good. We'll leave for Diagon Alley as soon as Ginny, Fred and George join us."
"You don't have to wait for me, Dad," Ginny said as she joined them at the table.
"Great Wizards, Ginny, you look awful!" Mrs. Weasley cried, "Do you feel all right?"
"Of course, Mum, I'm not sick, honest."
"Well, perhaps you should take some medicine anyway," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Mum, no! I feel fine, really."
"You still need some medicine."
"Mum! I'm fine! Really. It's got nothing to do with being sick!"
"Ginny, what's going on?"
"I am waiting for an owl from Seamus," she said.
"Ah, your boyfriend?" Fred said as he walked into the room, George behind him.
"Boyfriend, Ginny?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Yes," Ginny muttered. Her face had turned a deep red. Harry had to use all his self-control not to laugh. Ron, however, had cracked up.
"It's not funny, Ron!" Ginny cried.
"Of course it's not, Ginny. It's terrible. He's older than you," Ron said. He had stopped laughing and was now back to fuming as he had been before.
"Ro-on, chi-ill.............." Harry said.
"Older? How much older?" Mrs. Weasley said.
"He's Ron and I's age," Harry said.
"Okay then. I agree with Harry. You should really calm down, Ron, it's not a big deal," Mr. Weasley said.
"Really, dad, you don't know the guy.........."
"And like that makes a difference? Seamus is......." But they never got to hear what Ginny had to say, because she was interrupted as several owls flocked in. One dropped a letter for Ginny, another dropped a letter into Fred's cereal, a third owl dropped and envelope into George's lap, and the last owl dropped a letter on Harry's plate.
"Now, who would be sending you four mail? Certainly it's not from Hogwarts, you've already gotten your school letters," Mrs. Weasley said.
"Mine's from Seamus," Ginny said, going red again.
"Excellent! Angelina finally wrote back," Fred said.
"Awesome! Alicia wrote back too," George said happily.
"What about you, Harry?" Mr. Weasley asked.
"May I be excused?" Harry said.
"Of course, dear," Mrs. Weasley said. Harry tore out of the kitchen and into Ron's room. Ron followed.
"So, who's it from that you couldn't tell my Mum and Dad about it?" Ron said, looking rather cross.
"Sirius," Harry said, tearing the letter open. He read it aloud to Ron.
"Dear Harry, I got your reply to my letter, glad you had a good day. Have you tried out the Firebolt 2 yet?" Ron gasped.
"You never told me you got a Firebolt 2, Harry!" He cried.
"Sor-e. Anyways, it says, 'I was glad to hear that you were going to stay with the Weasleys', their real good folks. Also it was great to know that Matt made sure you got more than 4 decent gifts, I'm sure the Dursleys' gave you nothing. How is the little puppy, anyway? He sounds adorable from your description. I hope that you are still working on a way to free me, I'm not sure I can remain in hiding much longer. Love always, Sirius."
"Oh, Matt!" Harry called. The golden-retriever puppy came running from downstairs. Harry laughed as he jumped onto the bed.
"Now, what'd ya' say we go join my family, and depart for Diagon Alley?" Ron said.
"Sure thing, Mr. Weasley. Just as long as Matt comes!" Harry said as the puppy licked him playfully.
"Sure thing, Mr. Potter."
*Finis*