It was Sunday morning and the sun was shining brightly outside. Harry woke with the warm rays upon his face and the birds whistling joyfully outside. What a beautiful morning. Life was so wonderful at the moment.

It had already been a week since Hannah had arrived and all they'd been doing was spending time together, talking and laughing with Mrs. Figg (since they were not aloud anywhere near the Dursley's house).

Actually, the house seemed constantly vacant these days because Harry was always with Hannah, Dudley with his gang (probably out terrorising some innocent children), Petunia out in the garden or at the shops and Vernon was either at work, reading the newspaper or just sitting around in a bad mood. It was a bit unnerving. But Harry hardly noticed. He was so happy now he even wrote a note to Ron and Hermione to tell them all about Hannah and how great everything was. It was always "Hannah this and Hannah that". It was still just too good to be true!

After getting ready, Harry made his way down stairs and headed into the kitchen for breakfast. It was the typical scene: Vernon with his papers, Petunia cooking some bacon and Dudley eating. Would anything ever change in this house? The Dursley's were too conservative, too normal. They would never change.

He poured himself some juice and sat down at the table where no one dared look at him. Of course they were still pretending as though he didn't exist. Harry smiled to himself, amused. They didn't realise it but they were actually doing him a favour by ignoring him. At least he wasn't being constantly harassed.

Harry's thoughts were suddenly interrupted a moment later by an owl, which swooped in from the window and landed on the table in front of Harry with a letter attached to its leg. Harry carefully removed it and waited for the owl to leave but it just stood there looking up at him expectantly.

*What is it waiting for?* Harry thought. But then he understood.

'Oh you must be hungry!' said Harry. ' Vernon, could I please have some of your crust to feed the owl? He's hungry.'

Vernon flung a piece of toast at Harry and muttered 'Rudy bird' under his breath.

The owl ate, drank some juice, hooted thankfully and then took flight again. Inside the letter, Harry found his new equipment list for his sixth year. Quite a normal list really,

'Bubble and Boil' by Millie Mander

'Standard Book of Spells 6'

'Spotting the Signs' by Rachelle Spinly. Etc.

*Hannah must have her list as well then* Harry thought, before rushing out the door and over to Mrs. Figg's house. He knocked on the door and heard Mrs. Figg's voice from inside say, 'Yes, come in Harry.'

'How did you know it was me?' Harry asked as he entered the living room.

'Well it isn't a hard guess when you are the only person who has been coming around everyday. Actually, no one else has come here for a few weeks. The people who do are witches and wizards anyway.' She smiled kindly.

'Good morning Harry.' Came Hannah's voice as she came in from the kitchen holding a letter and trying to scoff down a muffin at the same time.

'Hi. I see you've received your school letter.' Said Harry.

'Yes but there is a problem. Where am I going to find all these things? In Italy they gave you everything though the school. And where am I going to get the money? I don't have any.' She looked disappointed.

'Don't worry Hannah,' said Harry' First of all, we go to a place called Diagon Alley to buy everything you need and second of all, I haven't thought of telling you before but you've sort of hit a genetic jackpot. In Gringotts back I have a safe left to me by my parents that is full of gold. So you'll have no problem buying, well anything for that matter.'

Hannah stared at him in surprise for a few seconds. 'Well that's great!' She said at last. 'Wow, I've never had money before. So what is Diagon Alley like? Is it big?'

'You bet.' Said Harry happily. ' It's full of magical shops that sell almost everything you can think of and it is always really crowded with magical folk. You will love it. And you can even buy a broom if you want and you can even try out for our Quidditch team. If you make Gryffindor I mean.'

'Oh I already have a broom Harry. A very good broom in fact. And I was keeper of my team at Celano. I don't mean to be stuck up but I'm actually a really good player. I was one of many to try out for the position of keeper and as soon as they saw me play they chose me without considering the others anymore. What about you Harry?' She asked.

'I am the seeker on my team. I was the first person in their first year to get onto a team in a century. So what broom do you have?' Said Harry.

'I'll show you. Come with me.' She led Harry to the guest room. ' See? It's a Firebolt. Very expensive. Took me ages to save up for it but it was worth it.' She said proudly.

Harry stared at her open-mouthed at the broom and then looked at Hannah with a huge grim playing across his lips. 'You know, that will make two of us at Hogwarts with a Firebolt. I have one too!'

'No kidding!' She said in disbelief. 'That is so cool.'

'I know. You have to be on our team. I can't wait to see Malfoy's face.' Harry said, a dreamy expression in his eyes.

'Who?' She asked.

Harry then explained all about Draco and his father.

'They sound horrible Harry.' Said Hannah.

'They are. And since you are my sister, Draco won't hesitate to try and make your life a living hell. Just don't let him get to you.' Harry said darkly.

'That's alright. I can handle him. I don't really care about stupid, immature comments that people come out with. I usually have my own comebacks anyway. People have never picked on me much for those reasons.' She said.

'So anyway, I think we should arrange a day where we can go to Diagon Alley and get your equipment and uniform and also meet my friends Ron and Hermione. I can't wait till you meet them, they're really great.' Said Harry.

'Yeh that would be great. So what books do you have to buy?' She asked.

'Actually I don't need to buy any books' He said. He then explained about Hermione's present and Hannah became really jealous and said she wanted one too.

Later that day Harry wrote another note to Ron and Hermione telling them to meet him at Diagon Alley on Sunday so that they could catch up and also meet Hannah.

*This is gonna be so fun.* He thought.

SUNDAY

'Come along now, we have to stick together. I don't want to even think of what could happen if you got lost.'

Mrs. Figg had accompanied Harry and Hannah from the taxi ride to the city and through some streets in London to the Leaky Cauldron. All the way she had seemed tense and worried but Harry had reassured her that everything was alright and they would all be safe once they were in Diagon Alley.

They now stood in front of the brick wall, which was the secret entrance to the numerous magical shops and wizard community.

'Now let me see. I haven't seen anyone do this for a while so my memory is a little frail.' She stared hard at the brick wall and seemed to be in deep concentration. A minute passed in silence, then.

'Aha! I remember. Three across' She showed Harry which bricks to tap and instructed him to do it with his wand. Moments later, once the wall had become wide enough to let them through, they were facing an archway that led to a street, which twisted and turned out of sight.

'Here we are.' Said Harry.

He looked beside him to see Hannah's face twisted into an expression of wonder and admiration. 'It's amazing.' She said in awe.

'Well come along. I'm sure your friends won't appreciate being stood up for too long Harry.' Said Mrs. Figg, who also looked somewhat excited.

'Oh, no of course not but first we have to go to Gringotts and get some money out for Hannah.' Harry replied.

As they made their way to the grand wizards bank, Hannah gazed longingly into every shop window they passed, as if she couldn't wait to explore every single one of them.

Finally, they arrived at the snowy white building of Gringotts and entered through the bronze doors to be greeted by an odd looking goblin, who bowed to them. Then they faced a pair of silver doors, which had, a Harry remembered from the last time he had been there, engravings. They read:

Enter, stranger, but take heed Of what awaits the sin of greed, For those who take, but do not earn, Must pay most dearly in their turn, So if you seek beneath the floors A treasure that was never yours, Thief, you have been warned, beware Of finding more than treasure there.

'Wow, that's a really cool poem. I wouldn't want to even try braking in here.' Said Hannah.

By now they had all reached the counter and Mrs. Figg was greeting the goblin there. 'Good morning' she said, ' we would like to take a withdrawal from Mr. Harry Potter's safe please. I have his key.'

'Very well. Gorderen!' he ordered another goblin to take them to Harry's vault.

The group followed Gorderen through the twisted passages and then over to the awaiting cart.

'I hope you like rides' Said Harry to Hannah. He expected to find a worried crease on her forehead but instead she was smiling excitedly.

*Geez, even I was never that excited about being here.* He thought.

'This is so fun!' She said. 'Sort of like a ghost train or something.'

They entered the cart and were on their way to Harry's vault. Well you can imaging what happened when they got there; gasps of amazement from Hannah and comments such as :

'This is your money?' 'Your parents were really rich!' and 'It's mine now too?'

After collecting a bag of coins for Hannah, they all left Gringotts and walked to a small café where they met up with Ron and Hermione, who ran over to greet them.

'Sorry we're late guys. This is Hannah. Hannah, these are my two best friends Ron and Hermione.' Harry said as he introduced them to each other.

'A pleasure to meet you Hannah.' Said Hermione smiling. 'Harry has told us all about you in his letters.'

' to see-I mean meet you' Said Ron, who was now going very red in the face.

'Oh brother.' Said Hermione, rolling her eyes.

Hannah giggled and shook their hands. 'Pleasure to meet you.'

They spent the rest of the day talking and shopping and meeting people they knew (fortunately they didn't come across Malfoy). Hermione seemed very impressed that Hannah was a bookworm like herself and seemed certain that they would become very good friends. Ron on the other hand spent the day with rosy cheeks and a mouth that didn't seem able to speak properly. He was so hopeless with girls.

At 4:00pm Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Figg decided to call it a day and they all parted their own ways.

'That was such a lovely day wasn't it?' Said Mrs. Figg.

'Oh yes, fantastic. I really like your friends Harry.' Said Hannah.

'I know, their great people. And wait till you see Hogsmeade.' Said Harry.

'I can't wait.' Replied Hannah.

They reached the brick wall and went through. 'Well that was certainly enough excitement for one day. All I need now is a nice cup of tea at home.' Said Mrs. Figg.

The others nodded in agreement. But it was then that everything changed and went dreadfully wrong. Hannah reached out her hand to open the door to the Leaky Cauldron, but instead of opening it, she disappeared without a trace. The other two were bewildered for a moment but then Harry understood.

'No!' He took the handle and also vanished before Mrs. Figg could stop him.

'Harry no!' She cried. 'Oh no.' She reached out her hand and clutched the doorknob but nothing happened. 'It's closed. I have to tell Dumbledore.'