~*~*Harry*~*~

Harry and Hermione were going to stay with Ron until the start of school. The next few days were fun-filled. Fred, George, Ron, and Harry played Quidditch in the yard to improve Harry and Ron's skills for their house team and Hermione and Ginny primped themselves by doing their hair, nails, etc.

"Boys, come on! We may be late. The Hogwarts Express leaves tomorrow. We've got to get down to Diagon Alley and finish buying supplies!" Mrs. Weasley called up to Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny. They came rushing down the stairs and they all lined up by the fireplace to travel by floo powder.

"Diagon Alley!"

The Weasley's recently received a bonus tripling their normal income so Ron and Ginny got all new supplies: new brooms, books, robes, hats, wands, the works. Ron walked out of the Broom Store grinning from ear to ear. He had just bought a Nimbus 2000. It wasn't a new broom but it was fast enough and all they could afford. Ginny walked out of the Pet Store holding an owl cage with a gorgeous tawny owl inside, she as well was smiling.

"Her name is Tierney. Isn't she beautiful?" Ginny said.

"Adorable, now can we go eat?" Ron responded hastily. He wanted to get home and try out his new broom. They went inside the Leaky Cauldron and got some lunch, afterwards they went back to the fireplace and left for the Burrow. They were allowed to travel alone know that they were 16.

~*~*Draco*~*~

Draco rolled out of bed around noon. He lazed around the house in his pajamas all day. Occasionally he would talk to Crabbe or Goyle through the fireplace. Near four he heard a knock at the door it was Severus Snape. He was here to talk to Lucius.

"Sorry sir, he is gone for work," Draco politely stated.

"Thank you Mr. Malfoy," Snape responded and left.

"Bastard," Draco muttered under his breath. Draco hated Snape. His least favorite class was Potions, even though it seemed like his favorite. Snape loved Draco; he was the teacher's pet. Draco's favorite class was Defense Against the Dark Arts. This year he was going to learn Legilimency. Typically sixth years weren't allowed to learn Legilimency but since Lucius and Severus were such good friends he was offering to teach him, free of cost.
Draco bumbled up the stairs to go pack. He placed his Firebolt 4000 in his trunk along with 10 black cloaks, an emerald green one for Hogsmeade, and a navy blue one for the Yule Ball (which this year was being held at Hogwarts again, Draco is technically not supposed to know this). After he was finished he curled up in his giant bed and went back to sleep.

~*~*Harry*~*~

"Ouch!" Harry wailed as he fell out of his cot.

"C'mon Harry, Mum's made breakfast and we have to leave quarter til ten," Ron said shoving Harry right side up.

Harry tripped down the long staircase and rolled all the way down. He hopped up the second he reached the kitchen straightening himself out trying not to look stupid in front of the girls.

"Let's go! Let's go! Into the car! Hurry up!" Mrs. Weasley rushed them. She was a little hurried for she had a meeting at the Ministry in an hour. The car sped off towards King's Cross. She hurried them into the train kissed them all on the forehead and promise to send owls. Then Mrs. Weasley impatiently waited for the train to leave before she ran off.

~*~*Draco*~*~

"Now Draco, here's some money for food and what-nots I will send more for Hogsmeade by owl. Have a good time," Lucius told Draco as he shoved him in the car. Lucius had a meeting at the Ministry as well. "And John, take my boy to King's Cross then take this month's pay, your fired." Lucius had no real reason as to fire poor John with the exception of how old he was.

"Now listen to me you little shit," Draco said as the car drove off, "I want you to drive as fast as possible. So step on the gas you little ass!" Poor John was startled by the young boy's excessive mouth. But worried he may not get paid at all he stepped on the gas. "Now get the lot out of the trunk, put it on a trolley, and wheel it over to Platform 9. NOW!" Draco ordered. Modest John did as he was told and wheeled the stuff over to Platform 9. "Now go." Malfoy as discreet as possible went straight threw the barrier on to the Platform. He kicked some third years out of their compartment and entertained Crabbe and Goyle with his new broom.