Chapter 4
Hair Sprouting Powder
The next morning, Harry woke up bright and early. Someone knocked on the door and came in. It was Mr. Weasely and Mrs. Weasley. "Hello Harry dear", Mrs. Weasley said. "Hi Mr. and Mrs. Weasley", Harry said. Still feeling quite drowsy, he lazily put on his glasses. "Harry, we were wondering if you have a ride to King's Cross", Mr. Weasley said. Harry shook his head. "Well, we'll take you. You better hurry up or we're going to be late. Ron's next-door packing, he's almost done. And Hermione is downstairs already having her breakfast", Mrs. Weasley said. "Do you need help with your packing"? Mr. Weasley asked. "No thanks", Harry said. "Alright then dear. We'll meet you downstairs", Mrs. Weasley said straightening the dark green skirt she was wearing. And with that, they left. Harry sat on the bed for quite awhile, thinking about the wonderful dream he had. Harry was flying on his Firebolt through the clouds. There was bright path leading him towards it, he flew calmly towards it and found his parents standing there. Smiling proudly at him. Then of course he woke up finding Mr. And Mrs. Weasley. He got up and started packing the remaining things into his suitcase, checked himself in the mirror, and went downstairs. "Morning Harry"! Hermione chirped. "Morning Hermione. Where's Ron"? Harry asked. "He's still upstairs, I think he's having some trouble with his suitc-" Hermione didn't finish her sentence, for there was a loud thump sound, and then someone swearing. "Must be Ron", Hermione said. Harry nodded. "Must probably". "That Ron, always swearing these days. Never watches his language anymore"! Mrs. Weasley said while getting up from the table. "Excuse me dear". Hermione had a book opened up beside her plate of toast and eggs. Mr. Weasley was nowhere to be seen, and neither were Percy, Fred, or George. "Where are all the people"? Harry asked, helping himself to a piece of fruit. "Percy is at work. Mr. Weasley just left to buy himself a copy of the Daily Prophet, and Fred or George? I'm not sure about them. Their either in their rooms or outside". Hermione said without looking up from her book. She took a sip on her juice, and looked up. "Did you hear"? Hermione asked. "Hear about what"? Harry said. "The scientists. Their pretty sure that the Crystal Ball of Fire is hidden somewhere in London"! Hermione said excitedly. Accidentally spilling her juice on her piece of toast on her plate. "Oh oops, oh well", Hermione continued ignoring her soggy piece of toast. "I found out in the Daily Prophet while I was walking around doing some last minute shopping". "You and the Crystal Ball of Fire"! Ron said coming downstairs. Hermione and Harry looked at Ron and burst out laughing. "What? What's so funny"? Ron said, his face turning red. "Seriously tell me what happened or I'm going to get angry"! "What happened to YOU"? Hermione chocked out the words. She was laughing so hard know that she fell of her chair spilling the remaining juice in her cup all over the table. Harry was laughing pretty hard too. "Nothing happened to me", Ron said confused. "Are you sure"? Harry said, sniggering. "Yeah I'm sure"! Ron said. Hermione couldn't in no longer. She burst out "YOUR HAIR"! And Ron's eyes went wide and went back upstairs. From where Hermione and Harry (they were still laughing) could hear him scream upstairs, which made them laugh even harder. Finally, Hermione and Harry calmed down. While Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron came over and cleaned the mess Hermione made up. Hermione muttered sorry and sat back on her chair. Then they heard someone coming downstairs, yelling at someone. "I TOLD YOU! NOT TO BRING THAT THING ALONG WITH YOU. I WANT YOU TWO DOWNSTAIRS NOW AND THROW AWAY ALL THAT JUNK OF YOURS IN THE GARBAGE"! It was Mrs. Weasley yelling at Fred and George. She came downstairs red with anger, and quickly changed her expression when she saw Harry and Hermione. "What happened"? Harry asked. "Oh nothing. Fred and George just thought it would be funny to test one of their jokes on Ron", Mrs. Weasley said while glaring at Fred and George as they came down with 4 or 5 boxes in their arms. "That's right you! Throw ALL OF IT AWAY"! Mrs. Weasley said still glaring at them. "Is Ron okay"? Hermione asked. "Oh yes, he's okay. He's just sprouting hair like crazy", Mrs. Weasley explained while digging through her purse for a pair of scissors. "Sprouting.hair"? Harry asked. He had to try very hard to keep himself from laughing. Hermione was already red in the face, and was biting her lips pretty hard. He could tell she wanted to laugh really badly.
"Excuse me for a minute", Hermione squeaked. She ran upstairs and out of sight. Harry knew what she went to do. To take a peek at what Ron looks like and take a good laugh at it.
"Ah, here it is", Mrs. Weasley, said while taking out the pair of scissors and she bustled upstairs. Hermione came running downstairs with a camera in her hand. "Oh my gosh, you just HAVE TO SEE WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE IN HERE"! Hermione exclaimed while shoving a picture in Harry's face. Ron was sprouting hair so fast, that half of his room is covered in red hair. Then they could see Mrs. Weasley walking into the room with the scissors and tries to cut them but instead, the pair of scissors gets tangled in his hair. Harry and Hermione laughed so hard that when they finally stopped, Harry and Hermione had to clutch the side of their stomach's as they went upstairs. Ron was sitting in a chair while Mrs. Weasley was just finishing the final touches of cutting Ron's hair. Ron sat there scowling at the mirror. There were little bald spots on his head. "I DON'T get it! Why cant you just use a simple spell and get my hair fixed? Instead you just HAD to cut it yourself"! Ron said, still scowling. "Don't you talk to me that way young man"! Mrs. Weasley said. "I'm trying my best, and there's nothing more you can ask for"! Hermione and Harry had to keep their faces straight as Ron got off the chair and walked towards them. "Not one word", Ron mumbled. Mrs. Weasley came out afterwards. "You two better get your luggage, I suppose Mr. Weasley will be arriving soon with a car", she said. They both went to their rooms and got their luggage, and returned downstairs. "Erm.nice hairdo"? Hermione finally managed to say after she saw Ron. "Oh shut up"! Ron snapped. "Oh come on it isn't THAT bad, if you look at it on an angle this way", Hermione tilting her head to one side. "Oh that helps a lot", Ron said while pulling his coat over his head. "Think about what Malfoy is going to say"! Ron muttered from under his coat. "Who cares what Malfoy will think? Besides, look at what his hair looks like already"! Harry said. "Yeah but it doesn't have bald spots all over the place", Ron said. "Oh come on! Will it help if I try and find a spell to return you hair back to normal? We could do that on the train", Harry suggested. Hermione opened her mouth to say something but she took a look at Ron and quickly closed it again and sighed. "I'll help if you want", Hermione said. "Okay, but I'm not taking my jacket off until we get on the train", Ron muttered darkly. "I hate to see Malfoy's face as soon as he sees me with this dumb hair do". "But what DID happen"? Harry asked curiously. "I was putting my clothes into the suitcase. When I realized that I forgot something in the washroom, so I had to go in there. Fred and George must have slipped into my room that time and slipped some Hair Sprouting Powder on my comb. The Hair Sprouting Powder is their new invention. Well anyways, when I came out with the rest of my clothes I accidentally tripped over a book I left on the floor and my head bumped the table, so the comb that had the Hair Sprouting Powder fell on top of my head. The comb fell on my head and well, the Hair Sprouting Powder got all over my hair and, hair started to grow. That's when I started swearing and my mum came in". Ron explained. The three of them talked for some more and finally Mr. Weasley came. "Car's outside come on get your luggage"! Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, Ginny (who hasn't left her room ever since breakfast), Hermione, Ron and Harry, all helped put each other's luggage in the trunk and all got in the car. The drive was long and hot, with so many people and luggage in the car, there was little space left. Ginny and Hermione (Ron refused when Mrs. Weasley asked if he wanted to sit on her lap), had to sit on Mrs. Weasley's lap. Ron and Harry were stuffed at the back with the rest of the suitcases that wouldn't fit at the back of the car, with Fred and George. Harry was very glad they finally reached King's Cross. They said goodbye to Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, and thanked them for the ride. Then the 6 of them Fred, George, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Harry got on the train.
The next morning, Harry woke up bright and early. Someone knocked on the door and came in. It was Mr. Weasely and Mrs. Weasley. "Hello Harry dear", Mrs. Weasley said. "Hi Mr. and Mrs. Weasley", Harry said. Still feeling quite drowsy, he lazily put on his glasses. "Harry, we were wondering if you have a ride to King's Cross", Mr. Weasley said. Harry shook his head. "Well, we'll take you. You better hurry up or we're going to be late. Ron's next-door packing, he's almost done. And Hermione is downstairs already having her breakfast", Mrs. Weasley said. "Do you need help with your packing"? Mr. Weasley asked. "No thanks", Harry said. "Alright then dear. We'll meet you downstairs", Mrs. Weasley said straightening the dark green skirt she was wearing. And with that, they left. Harry sat on the bed for quite awhile, thinking about the wonderful dream he had. Harry was flying on his Firebolt through the clouds. There was bright path leading him towards it, he flew calmly towards it and found his parents standing there. Smiling proudly at him. Then of course he woke up finding Mr. And Mrs. Weasley. He got up and started packing the remaining things into his suitcase, checked himself in the mirror, and went downstairs. "Morning Harry"! Hermione chirped. "Morning Hermione. Where's Ron"? Harry asked. "He's still upstairs, I think he's having some trouble with his suitc-" Hermione didn't finish her sentence, for there was a loud thump sound, and then someone swearing. "Must be Ron", Hermione said. Harry nodded. "Must probably". "That Ron, always swearing these days. Never watches his language anymore"! Mrs. Weasley said while getting up from the table. "Excuse me dear". Hermione had a book opened up beside her plate of toast and eggs. Mr. Weasley was nowhere to be seen, and neither were Percy, Fred, or George. "Where are all the people"? Harry asked, helping himself to a piece of fruit. "Percy is at work. Mr. Weasley just left to buy himself a copy of the Daily Prophet, and Fred or George? I'm not sure about them. Their either in their rooms or outside". Hermione said without looking up from her book. She took a sip on her juice, and looked up. "Did you hear"? Hermione asked. "Hear about what"? Harry said. "The scientists. Their pretty sure that the Crystal Ball of Fire is hidden somewhere in London"! Hermione said excitedly. Accidentally spilling her juice on her piece of toast on her plate. "Oh oops, oh well", Hermione continued ignoring her soggy piece of toast. "I found out in the Daily Prophet while I was walking around doing some last minute shopping". "You and the Crystal Ball of Fire"! Ron said coming downstairs. Hermione and Harry looked at Ron and burst out laughing. "What? What's so funny"? Ron said, his face turning red. "Seriously tell me what happened or I'm going to get angry"! "What happened to YOU"? Hermione chocked out the words. She was laughing so hard know that she fell of her chair spilling the remaining juice in her cup all over the table. Harry was laughing pretty hard too. "Nothing happened to me", Ron said confused. "Are you sure"? Harry said, sniggering. "Yeah I'm sure"! Ron said. Hermione couldn't in no longer. She burst out "YOUR HAIR"! And Ron's eyes went wide and went back upstairs. From where Hermione and Harry (they were still laughing) could hear him scream upstairs, which made them laugh even harder. Finally, Hermione and Harry calmed down. While Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron came over and cleaned the mess Hermione made up. Hermione muttered sorry and sat back on her chair. Then they heard someone coming downstairs, yelling at someone. "I TOLD YOU! NOT TO BRING THAT THING ALONG WITH YOU. I WANT YOU TWO DOWNSTAIRS NOW AND THROW AWAY ALL THAT JUNK OF YOURS IN THE GARBAGE"! It was Mrs. Weasley yelling at Fred and George. She came downstairs red with anger, and quickly changed her expression when she saw Harry and Hermione. "What happened"? Harry asked. "Oh nothing. Fred and George just thought it would be funny to test one of their jokes on Ron", Mrs. Weasley said while glaring at Fred and George as they came down with 4 or 5 boxes in their arms. "That's right you! Throw ALL OF IT AWAY"! Mrs. Weasley said still glaring at them. "Is Ron okay"? Hermione asked. "Oh yes, he's okay. He's just sprouting hair like crazy", Mrs. Weasley explained while digging through her purse for a pair of scissors. "Sprouting.hair"? Harry asked. He had to try very hard to keep himself from laughing. Hermione was already red in the face, and was biting her lips pretty hard. He could tell she wanted to laugh really badly.
"Excuse me for a minute", Hermione squeaked. She ran upstairs and out of sight. Harry knew what she went to do. To take a peek at what Ron looks like and take a good laugh at it.
"Ah, here it is", Mrs. Weasley, said while taking out the pair of scissors and she bustled upstairs. Hermione came running downstairs with a camera in her hand. "Oh my gosh, you just HAVE TO SEE WHAT HE LOOKS LIKE IN HERE"! Hermione exclaimed while shoving a picture in Harry's face. Ron was sprouting hair so fast, that half of his room is covered in red hair. Then they could see Mrs. Weasley walking into the room with the scissors and tries to cut them but instead, the pair of scissors gets tangled in his hair. Harry and Hermione laughed so hard that when they finally stopped, Harry and Hermione had to clutch the side of their stomach's as they went upstairs. Ron was sitting in a chair while Mrs. Weasley was just finishing the final touches of cutting Ron's hair. Ron sat there scowling at the mirror. There were little bald spots on his head. "I DON'T get it! Why cant you just use a simple spell and get my hair fixed? Instead you just HAD to cut it yourself"! Ron said, still scowling. "Don't you talk to me that way young man"! Mrs. Weasley said. "I'm trying my best, and there's nothing more you can ask for"! Hermione and Harry had to keep their faces straight as Ron got off the chair and walked towards them. "Not one word", Ron mumbled. Mrs. Weasley came out afterwards. "You two better get your luggage, I suppose Mr. Weasley will be arriving soon with a car", she said. They both went to their rooms and got their luggage, and returned downstairs. "Erm.nice hairdo"? Hermione finally managed to say after she saw Ron. "Oh shut up"! Ron snapped. "Oh come on it isn't THAT bad, if you look at it on an angle this way", Hermione tilting her head to one side. "Oh that helps a lot", Ron said while pulling his coat over his head. "Think about what Malfoy is going to say"! Ron muttered from under his coat. "Who cares what Malfoy will think? Besides, look at what his hair looks like already"! Harry said. "Yeah but it doesn't have bald spots all over the place", Ron said. "Oh come on! Will it help if I try and find a spell to return you hair back to normal? We could do that on the train", Harry suggested. Hermione opened her mouth to say something but she took a look at Ron and quickly closed it again and sighed. "I'll help if you want", Hermione said. "Okay, but I'm not taking my jacket off until we get on the train", Ron muttered darkly. "I hate to see Malfoy's face as soon as he sees me with this dumb hair do". "But what DID happen"? Harry asked curiously. "I was putting my clothes into the suitcase. When I realized that I forgot something in the washroom, so I had to go in there. Fred and George must have slipped into my room that time and slipped some Hair Sprouting Powder on my comb. The Hair Sprouting Powder is their new invention. Well anyways, when I came out with the rest of my clothes I accidentally tripped over a book I left on the floor and my head bumped the table, so the comb that had the Hair Sprouting Powder fell on top of my head. The comb fell on my head and well, the Hair Sprouting Powder got all over my hair and, hair started to grow. That's when I started swearing and my mum came in". Ron explained. The three of them talked for some more and finally Mr. Weasley came. "Car's outside come on get your luggage"! Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, Ginny (who hasn't left her room ever since breakfast), Hermione, Ron and Harry, all helped put each other's luggage in the trunk and all got in the car. The drive was long and hot, with so many people and luggage in the car, there was little space left. Ginny and Hermione (Ron refused when Mrs. Weasley asked if he wanted to sit on her lap), had to sit on Mrs. Weasley's lap. Ron and Harry were stuffed at the back with the rest of the suitcases that wouldn't fit at the back of the car, with Fred and George. Harry was very glad they finally reached King's Cross. They said goodbye to Mr. And Mrs. Weasley, and thanked them for the ride. Then the 6 of them Fred, George, Ginny, Ron, Hermione, and Harry got on the train.