Harry woke the next morning, still in Ron's bedroom, but it seemed not enough. He wanted to be with Ginny, so he jumped out of bed, put on his bathrobe, and saw that Ron was already downstairs. Just before he ran downstairs, he looked at the clock, which read nine o'clock.

When Harry arrived in the kitchen, only Ginny, Ron and Hermoine were there sitting at the table, spreading marmalade over toast for themselves.

"Where's everyone?" Harry asked as he also sat down at the table next to Ginny.

"Oh," Ron said swallowing his mouthful of toast, "Percy took George and Fred to their Joke Shop in Diagon Alley so he could get to work earlier. Some raid or something. Mum and dad went out to get some supplies for the summer: food or something."

"So, how'd you sleep Harry?" Ginny asked.

"Perfect, just perfect," Harry said, exchanging a kiss with her.

"Oh, here," Ginny said, cutting her toast in half, "I couldn't possibly finish. I already had two pieces already."

"Oh, thanks," Harry said, accepting it and taking a bite.

"Now, what should we do today?" Hermoine asked. "Maybe go to Diagon Alley to shop?"

"That sounds good!" Ron said.

"No, wait," Harry said, "I have another idea."

"What is it?" Ginny asked, clearing the plates from the table.

"I was thinking I. well we, that is if you wanted to come with, go visit my Uncle and Aunt, you know, just to say hi?"

"Oh, that sounds great!" Ginny said, "I would like to meet them."

"Yeah, me too," Ron said also.

"Yes, lets go visit them," Hermoine said, and with that, they all got up from the table and moved over to the fireplace.

"I'll go first," Harry said. Grabbing a handful of floo powder, he yelled, "Number Four Privet Drive." And with that, he threw the powder into the fireplace, and disappeared into its depths.