The doorbell was ringing off the hook the next morning. Good thing his aunt
decided they should be out to brunch when the Weasleys arrived, otherwise
she would have gone berserk with the extra ringing. Even after Harry
answered the door Mr. Weasley continued to ring the bell. Mr. Weasley was
Rons father and obsessed with muggle, non-magical person, items. Ron was
waiting in Mr. Weasleys new car. If you could call it new. It was an old
beat up rust colored pick-up truck Mr. Weasley got from the ministry for a
deal. Mr. Weasley helped Harry bring his trunk to his car asking about a
few items he saw while bringing the trunk down the stairs. After half an
hour of trying to get Mr. Weasley to go before his aunt and uncle got home,
he was finally in the back seat with Ron. Luckily they pulled away just as
the Durleys pulled onto Privet Drive.
"Ay' mate!" Ron said grinning like a jack o lantern. They began talking about how Harrys summer wasn't that bad at all so far.
"I really have been looking forward to staying with you though, I would trade your life with mine any day." Ron smiled weakly at the compliment.
"Hey! Hermione is there too. She got in just as we were getting ready to leave. We left her behind to unpack and get settled. Ginny was begging for her anyway. She wouldn't shut up about her!" Ron said with a laugh. Harry smiled and looked out the window. Before he knew it, both him and Ron dozed off. Hermiones voice woke them both.
"HARRY!" she shrieked and threw her arms around him. Then she spotted Ron.
"RON! We didn't properly say hello this morning!" she said and climbed over Harry and threw her arms around Ron's neck.
"Bloody hell Hermione! Are you trying to strangle me?" he gasped. Hermione climbed out of the car smiling.
"I'm just so happy! Our sixth year is starting in two months and week. I simply cannot wait!" then she ran back into the house. Ron looked at Harry glumly.
"She received 13 OWLS, beat Percy out by one. It was the first thing she told me when she pulled up. This is going to be a long summer." Ron sighed and helped Harry with his things. Harry smiled at Rons door, which read RONALDS ROOM. It looked as if a spare bed was conjured for Harry. He put his things on it then spotted Hedwig waiting. She hooted at the sight of him. Hedwig looked as if she was going to fall over asleep. Harry took out her cage and she flew onto her perch. Harry and Ron watched her fall asleep, and then he began to unpack. Lucky for him, the Dursleys let him do most of his homework when he came home so most of his work was done. Ron, however, was still swamped and Harry could see the collection of papers and books next to Rons bed. Harry was positive Hermione had done all her work already. Maybe she would help Harry with his essay on Vampires in Ancient London. And a few other small pieces of work.
A few weeks later they received their letters for Hogwarts along with the lists of items they would need for their next school year. Hermione suggested they go that day and was dressed first. They decided to take Floo Powder and this time Harry made sure to yell DIAGON ALLY loud and clear. Luckily, he landed in the right spot. His last trip to Diagon Ally on Floo Powder wasn't a fun one. Ron and Hermione and Ginny arrived and they were off. Hermione got all her books first while Ron and Harry stood in awe of the Firebolt three thousand. The latest model in broomsticks. It was beautifully crafted, and Harry certainly had enough money to buy at least two. While Ron and Hermione were looking at new robes, Harry snuck into the broom shop and ordered two brooms to be delivered to him at Christmas. It would be a perfect surprise to Ron who was looking forward to another year of quidditch, a famous game in the wizarding world. Harry and Ron both played it, and loved it.
After everything was bought, Hermione treated herself, Ron, and Harry to a few rounds of butterbeer at the Leaky Cauldron.
"Who do you suppose will be our new defense against the dark arts teacher?" Hermione asked the two, sipping her butterbeer. Ron shrugged.
"I hope no one like Umbridge, she was absolutely mad." He said. Hermione and Harry nodded in agreement.
"Maybe old Snape has finally got the job?" Harry suggested. Ron let out a groan.
"I'd certainly hope not!" Hermione shook her head though.
"Maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't be so bad. I mean, he doesn't even want to be a potion teacher! Maybe if he became the teacher he wanted, he wouldn't be so mean and crabby," she said in a hopeful voice. They tossed around a few ideas before finally deciding to go back to the burrow. Harry had forgotten his birthday was a few days back. It must have been from the excitement with being with his friends. He was now 16, he could hardly believe it. Before they used to Floo Powder, Harry brought up the subject, and Ron and Hermione feeling like terrible friends ran into the sweet shop and bought him piles of candy.
"Don't worry, we'll make up for it at Christmas," Ron said, the yelled 'THE BURROW' and was gone. Hermione looked at him eating some chocolate frogs.
"And when you get a toothache, my parents can drill you for free!" Hermione then did what Ron had done and disappeared. He totally forgot Hermiones parents were dentists. It was Harrys turn to yell, THE BURROW and disappear. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny weren't back yet, but that wasn't a bother. Fred and George were out at their joke shop and Mr. Weasley was at work. They had the burrow to themselves. First thing Ron did was get some food. Harry could just hear Mrs. Weasleys' voice if she was here now, 'RONALD! SAVE SOME ROOM FOR DINNER!' It made Harry laugh a bit.
"Ron, have you finished your homework?" Hermione asked sitting at the kitchen table, starting to read one of her books. Ron, who was shoving a roll into his mouth, shook his head. Harry sat down next to Hermione.
"Could you help me on my essay about Vampires in Ancient London?" he asked folding his arms and leaning on them.
"Sure, it was quite a hard essay, but I did it. I'd be pleased to help you," she said not looking up. Ron swallowed his food.
"Then could you help me by doing, say about, all my homework?" Ron asked sitting on the other side of Hermione. Hermione looked up from her book and gave Ron a look.
"As much as I love homework, what will me doing yours do? Nothing. You won't be learning a thing, and I'll just be reviewing . . .not that I need to or anything." Ron took another bite of his roll.
"Alright, alright. I have to do everything for me!" he said and went up stairs. Hermione smiled and shook her head, Harry laughed a bit. Minutes later Ron emerged from the stairs with his books. The roll was gone, yet Ron still looked hungry. For the next couple of hours Ron did his homework and Hermione helped Harry with his essay. By the time dinnertime came, Ron was almost done with his homework and Harry had knocked out everything he didn't do at the Durselys. That night Harry fell asleep with thoughts of a new year in his head. He couldn't wait . . .he just couldn't.
"Ay' mate!" Ron said grinning like a jack o lantern. They began talking about how Harrys summer wasn't that bad at all so far.
"I really have been looking forward to staying with you though, I would trade your life with mine any day." Ron smiled weakly at the compliment.
"Hey! Hermione is there too. She got in just as we were getting ready to leave. We left her behind to unpack and get settled. Ginny was begging for her anyway. She wouldn't shut up about her!" Ron said with a laugh. Harry smiled and looked out the window. Before he knew it, both him and Ron dozed off. Hermiones voice woke them both.
"HARRY!" she shrieked and threw her arms around him. Then she spotted Ron.
"RON! We didn't properly say hello this morning!" she said and climbed over Harry and threw her arms around Ron's neck.
"Bloody hell Hermione! Are you trying to strangle me?" he gasped. Hermione climbed out of the car smiling.
"I'm just so happy! Our sixth year is starting in two months and week. I simply cannot wait!" then she ran back into the house. Ron looked at Harry glumly.
"She received 13 OWLS, beat Percy out by one. It was the first thing she told me when she pulled up. This is going to be a long summer." Ron sighed and helped Harry with his things. Harry smiled at Rons door, which read RONALDS ROOM. It looked as if a spare bed was conjured for Harry. He put his things on it then spotted Hedwig waiting. She hooted at the sight of him. Hedwig looked as if she was going to fall over asleep. Harry took out her cage and she flew onto her perch. Harry and Ron watched her fall asleep, and then he began to unpack. Lucky for him, the Dursleys let him do most of his homework when he came home so most of his work was done. Ron, however, was still swamped and Harry could see the collection of papers and books next to Rons bed. Harry was positive Hermione had done all her work already. Maybe she would help Harry with his essay on Vampires in Ancient London. And a few other small pieces of work.
A few weeks later they received their letters for Hogwarts along with the lists of items they would need for their next school year. Hermione suggested they go that day and was dressed first. They decided to take Floo Powder and this time Harry made sure to yell DIAGON ALLY loud and clear. Luckily, he landed in the right spot. His last trip to Diagon Ally on Floo Powder wasn't a fun one. Ron and Hermione and Ginny arrived and they were off. Hermione got all her books first while Ron and Harry stood in awe of the Firebolt three thousand. The latest model in broomsticks. It was beautifully crafted, and Harry certainly had enough money to buy at least two. While Ron and Hermione were looking at new robes, Harry snuck into the broom shop and ordered two brooms to be delivered to him at Christmas. It would be a perfect surprise to Ron who was looking forward to another year of quidditch, a famous game in the wizarding world. Harry and Ron both played it, and loved it.
After everything was bought, Hermione treated herself, Ron, and Harry to a few rounds of butterbeer at the Leaky Cauldron.
"Who do you suppose will be our new defense against the dark arts teacher?" Hermione asked the two, sipping her butterbeer. Ron shrugged.
"I hope no one like Umbridge, she was absolutely mad." He said. Hermione and Harry nodded in agreement.
"Maybe old Snape has finally got the job?" Harry suggested. Ron let out a groan.
"I'd certainly hope not!" Hermione shook her head though.
"Maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't be so bad. I mean, he doesn't even want to be a potion teacher! Maybe if he became the teacher he wanted, he wouldn't be so mean and crabby," she said in a hopeful voice. They tossed around a few ideas before finally deciding to go back to the burrow. Harry had forgotten his birthday was a few days back. It must have been from the excitement with being with his friends. He was now 16, he could hardly believe it. Before they used to Floo Powder, Harry brought up the subject, and Ron and Hermione feeling like terrible friends ran into the sweet shop and bought him piles of candy.
"Don't worry, we'll make up for it at Christmas," Ron said, the yelled 'THE BURROW' and was gone. Hermione looked at him eating some chocolate frogs.
"And when you get a toothache, my parents can drill you for free!" Hermione then did what Ron had done and disappeared. He totally forgot Hermiones parents were dentists. It was Harrys turn to yell, THE BURROW and disappear. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny weren't back yet, but that wasn't a bother. Fred and George were out at their joke shop and Mr. Weasley was at work. They had the burrow to themselves. First thing Ron did was get some food. Harry could just hear Mrs. Weasleys' voice if she was here now, 'RONALD! SAVE SOME ROOM FOR DINNER!' It made Harry laugh a bit.
"Ron, have you finished your homework?" Hermione asked sitting at the kitchen table, starting to read one of her books. Ron, who was shoving a roll into his mouth, shook his head. Harry sat down next to Hermione.
"Could you help me on my essay about Vampires in Ancient London?" he asked folding his arms and leaning on them.
"Sure, it was quite a hard essay, but I did it. I'd be pleased to help you," she said not looking up. Ron swallowed his food.
"Then could you help me by doing, say about, all my homework?" Ron asked sitting on the other side of Hermione. Hermione looked up from her book and gave Ron a look.
"As much as I love homework, what will me doing yours do? Nothing. You won't be learning a thing, and I'll just be reviewing . . .not that I need to or anything." Ron took another bite of his roll.
"Alright, alright. I have to do everything for me!" he said and went up stairs. Hermione smiled and shook her head, Harry laughed a bit. Minutes later Ron emerged from the stairs with his books. The roll was gone, yet Ron still looked hungry. For the next couple of hours Ron did his homework and Hermione helped Harry with his essay. By the time dinnertime came, Ron was almost done with his homework and Harry had knocked out everything he didn't do at the Durselys. That night Harry fell asleep with thoughts of a new year in his head. He couldn't wait . . .he just couldn't.