A/N I don't own any of these characters, I only own "Relius Locto" everything else was invented by J.K. Rowling

Totally oblivious to everything that had happened in the past ten seconds, Harry was entering the Weasley living room. "So it worked all right, eh Harry?" Mr. Weasley asked him, as Harry set down Hedwig's cage and took in the Weasley home. "What? Uh, yeah, sorry I'm late!" Harry took a seat on the striped couch in the sitting room; he looked around for his trunk. "Where's my stuff" he asked. Just then he heard someone scampering down the stairs. "Harry!" He saw the bright red hair before he saw his best friend's face. "Ron!" he yelled back. "I see your voice finally changed!" He laughed, and Ron's face grew almost as red as his hair. "Shut up, you! I brought your trunk up stairs! I gotta show you somethi-" "Harry!" A pleasant voice came from behind him. "Have you eaten yet?"

It was Mrs. Weasley. Before he could say anything he was seated next to Ron at the family dinner table, eating all sorts of rich foods. "This is Delicious!" Harry grinned through mouthfuls of the casserole he was eating. "What's in it?" he asked. Next to him, Ron grunted, and was immediately shushed by his mother. "Well.it's Bjorduessle," she said nervously. "It's a kind of Skrewt that comes from Norway." Harry almost gagged! Skrewt! He felt a little sick. He knew how Skrewt could be. "Look," Mrs. Weasley said, "You don't have to finish it." "No, It's good!" Harry said while his stomach began to churn. "I'm sure you boys have a lot to catch up on.so don't worry about it, feel free to take dessert up into Ron's room while you get settled." Mr. Weasley interjected. The boys grabbed their brownies and scurried up the stairs.

"Like I was saying before my Mom interrupted us" Ron began, as the boys entered Ron's room. He didn't even have to continue, for Harry saw what Ron was trying to tell him about earlier. The room had been completely changed. The walls, that were once a pale yellow, were now painted dark blue. The orange carpet had been ripped out to expose a wood floor. The childish bunk bed had been replaced by a futon, which was placed right against the windows. The desk that was actually a 2-by-4 nailed to the wall was gone and in it's place stood an aquarium with tons of tine mystical creatures swimming around in it. "Wicked!" Harry grinned as he sat on Ron's futon.

The Next two weeks flew by as Harry and Ron prepared for their return to school. They got their school supplies and robes. Harry knew something was up. The Weasleys didn't have the money to buy Ron all these new things and redo his room. But he was too polite to ask them about it. They had also been buying Ginny all sorts of new things as well. Harry was certain that if she'd asked for a unicorn, they'd give it to her. Soon it was the night before school, and Ron and Harry both had trouble falling asleep.

"Harry, have you talked to Hermione lately?" Ron asked. His voice cracked on her name. Harry bit back a chuckle and said "Nope, not since I asked her about her schedule, come to think of it, she never did write back." "Yeah," Ron continued, "Do you think she stays in contact with Victor?" Harry thought about this, "I doubt it Ron, remember she didn't really seem to want to talk to him at the end of the tournament last year." He said, trying to sound sure of himself. "Ok Har." Ron yawned and rolled over. Soon Harry heard him snoring lightly. Harry finally fell asleep about 3 hours before he was supposed to get up.

"Wake up guys!" Ginny was yelling through the door, "We gotta go.we're gonna be late!" Harry groaned and rolled over to block out Ginny's shrill voice. "Ugh.does she ever stop?" Ron asked sleepily. "She's your sister.you should know!" Harry sat up and rubbed the sleep from his eyes, then searched for his glasses. "On the stereo" Ron told him, stretching and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. "GET UP!!!!!" Ginny practically screamed. "Ginny!" Harry heard Mrs. Weasley yell from the bottom of the stairs. "We're up anyway," Ron yelled back at her. Harry had already begun to pack his trunk to go. Ron looked at his little clock and swore under his breath. Harry grinned as he tried to lock his trunk. Ron grabbed his wand off of a stack of parchment. "Relius Locto!" he commanded and immediately Harry's trunk was shut and locked. "Well that's great Ron!" Harry said sarcastically, "Now how will I open it?" "It's simple, just say it backwards!" Ron told him, oblivious to Harry's sarcasm. "Boy's! Let's go!" Mr. Weasley's voice floated in through the open window. Quickly the boys sent their belongings to the brand new Lexus sitting in the Weasley's driveway. Soon the group was on their way heading towards platform 9 ¾.