Harry Potter and the Runaway Convict (Chapters)

by Angelina Johnson

I wrote this chaotic nightmare when I was like 11, but I don't have the heart to delete it. Apparently I thought it was a good idea to post it in 'books' and 'chapters' both, but no one should ever read it so the repetitiveness doesn't matter so much now.

7. September 1, At Last!

*Part 7*

Things were hectic the morning of September 1 at the Weasley residence. The Burrow was a mess, people running up and down the stairs. Harry and Ron were bobbing about, gathering their items as they nibbled on toast. Ginny was moaning about her robes; she wanted to look nice, and all she had were second-hand robes.
"She wants to impress Seamus," Ron muttered sarcastically. He didn't realize how right he was.
"Ron, have you seen my lucky socks?" George yelled.
"No, Fred, I haven't!" Ron yelled.
"He's George, I'm Fred!" Fred replied.
"Oh, sorry!" Ron screamed back.
"Have you seen my picture of Seamus?"
"Where's my Transfiguration book?"
"Have you seen my underwear?"
"Has anyone seen my favorite t-shirt?"
"When are we leaving?"
"Are you all ready?"
"I can't find my diary!"
"Has anyone seen my dog?"
"Where are my fireworks?"
"OWW! Harry, I found your dog! He just bit me!"
"Has anyone seen Ginny's diary?"
"Can everybody just shut up?" Mr. Weasley bellowed. Finally, the constant yelling stopped and they all piled into the car.
"Finally we're here," Ron said as he and Harry piled through the barrier.
"Finally is right!" Harry exclaimed.
"There you are," Hermione cried, "I've been looking all over. C'mon, the train's about to leave!" Harry noticed Hermione had on a shiny badge.
"Are you a prefect?" Harry asked.
"Yes, now come on, you don't want to miss the train, do you?" Hermione snapped.
"No."
"Then come on!"
"We're coming, we're coming." So finally they boarded the train, ready, at last, for their fifth year at Hogwarts.

*Finis*