Not much happened at the Weasleys house all week, except for de-gnomig, in which case Harry got Bitten terribly on the finger.

Now, it is the morning when they are all leaving for diagon alley.

Harry woke up to vigorous shaking. He grabbed a hand on his arm, swung his legs around, tackled the person and landed directly ontop on them. "Harry." came Hermione's voice. "Oops, Sorry Hermione" Harry blushed, he thought that it had been Ron. Standing, he looked at Hermione, she was wering black jeans that flared at the bottom and a tight pink t-shirt. She was beautiful, he thought again. Shaking his head, I'm not supposed to think things like that about her. He grabbed his stuff and went to the bathroom, before piling into the ministry's car. The seating plan was the same but Hermione was now crammed in beside Harry. Harry was extremly aware of every were that she was touching him. His arm on hers, His leg touching hers. The road to the station was bumpy and uncomfortable.

Finally they reached it. Climbing out, the each got a trolley and went through the barrier.

On the other side, they stared up at a huge scarlet train. Harry sighed. He was almost home. To Harry, hogwarts was more of a home than the Dursleys. He wondered what the teachers had in store for them this year, aside from a lot of homework and the O.W.L's.

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The train started and Ginny, Ron, Harry and Hermione were all in there usuall compartment. Fred and George had gone up to sit with Lee Jordan and Angelina.

As usual Hermione read, Harry and Ron played wizards chess and Ginny watched. Suddenly the compartment door swung open and Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle strode in unwantedly. Malfoys eyes were ice as he glared at Ron and Harry and Ginny. "No new Robes yet Weasel?" He smirked eyeing the torn edges of Ron's robe. Goyle and Crabbe laughed stupidly. Ron stood up as red as his hair. He wasa rather touchy on the subject of money. Hermione and Harry grabbed the back of his robe and pulled him back down.

His eyes fell upon Hermione, everyone could see her blushing. "You have quite a Rack there Mudblood" he said looking at her chest. Hermione stood up and strode out of the room. Malfoy smirked and walked to the next compartement to torchure some other victims. When Hermione returned she was wering her baggy robe, her "rack" as Malfoy put it didn't look so big now. Harry pulled of his shirt right there. Ron, Hermione and Ginny were all staring at his chest. He turned around blushing and pulled his robe over his jeans. Turning around again, he saw they were still staring at him. Ginny finally piped up, but not with out a majorly red face " Harry, were did you get those muscles".

Harry looked rather edgily at them an said " worked over the summer and stuff" gruffly. They finally stopped staring and went about there buisness. Harry had really filled out this year. His shoulder were broad, he had grown a lot, and he was no longer skinny and weak. He could almost look ron in the eyes.

After saying hi to Hagrid, a considerable amount of food and saying good- night to Harmione and Ginny, Harry made his way up to the common room for bed.

Lying down Harry fell aslep the second his head hit the pillow.