Ron and Harry went up to Ron's room still pondering over the ticket.

"Er Ron, what was your dad on about at dinner?" asked Harry turning back to the page he'd been reading before.

"Oh that. Cornelius Fudge disappeared from his office yesterday and hasn't been seen since." said Ron stuffing some treats into Pigs cage.

"Any idea who did it?" asked Harry.

"They say that the last person who visited Fudge at his office was a suspicious looking guy with long hair. A ransom note was found on Fudge's desk when his mistress went to find him." said Ron.

"What? Fudge was a womaniser? Who'd have thought?" sniggered Harry copying the map of Waterloo for his trip.

There was a knock at the door and Charlie came in.

"Harry there's a person in the fire down stairs to see you."

"Yeah I'm coming." said Harry putting down his parchment and quill before following Charlie down stairs. Ron followed.

Harry went into the kitchen to see a familiar head waiting in the fire. Harry felt Ron freeze beside him before he ran to join Charlie in the lounge.

"Fleur?" asked Harry.

"'Arry? O' it's so good to talk to you." beamed Fleur her silvery blonde hair arranged perfectly around her face.

"How did you know I was here?" asked Harry sitting at the kitchen table.

"I asked a friend of yours a Oliver wood w'ere you go in ze 'olidays.'E seem veir eager to tell me for some reason." shrugged Fleur tossing her hair.

"What have you been up to since I last saw you?" asked Harry.

"Not much. Apart from I've been out with all the good guys 'ere at Beauxbations and can't wait to zee you and your friend." smiled Fleur dreamily.

"Why did you want to talk to me?" asked Harry.

"I 'ust wanted to see 'ow you were and to see w'o your friend is." grinned Fleur.

"Well I'm afraid he's a bit shy, at the minute." laughed Harry. Ron frowned from where he was sat in the lounge.

"O well I'm sure I'll meet 'im on Friday." smiled Fleur. "Yes well. Do you have a ticket for him?" asked Harry.

"I'll send one tomorrow," promised Fleur tossing her head.

"Thanks." said Harry.

"I've got to go. I've got a lesson to go to." sighed Fleur.

"Well see you on Friday then." smiled Harry.

"Yes till then." smiled Fleur before a quiet pop showed she had gone.

Harry walked back to the lounge where Ron was watching a documentary on the History of the first magic schools in Europe.

"Is this interesting?" asked Harry with a grin.

"What? Oh yeah." said Ron looking from the screen.

"What's it about?" asked Harry already knowing the answer.

"I don't know some historical junk about something or other." shrugged Ron switching the channel.

"Hey I was watching that!" exclaimed Charlie.

"Well you're boring!" sighed Harry.

"Hey don't diss it's the best part of my existence!" smirked Charlie.

Ron rolled his eyes as he got up.

He and Harry went back up to his room to make a start on their homework.

"Hey Ron what's the most important thing when Transfiguring a creature to another creature?" asked Harry as he looked at his Transfiguration essay question.

"I don't know look it up in the book! What started the goblin rebellion again?" asked Ron.

"Some thing to with slavery." said Harry starting his essay from his book.

The two carried on with homework occasionally asking for hints until all of it was done.

"Thank god that's done." sighed Ron shoving all his finished home work untidily into his trunk.

"I guess. What shall we do now?" asked Harry putting his homework into his trunk.

"Go to Hogsmeade?" asked Ron.

"Maybe not. Let's go to Diagon Alley?" asked Harry.

"Na. How about we go play Quidditch instead?" asked Ron.

"Sure. I could do with some practise," said Harry getting his broom from his trunk.

Ron grabbed the Quaffle from his desk as well as the broom, Charlie had given him.

The two of them then raced each other out to the paddock. They then began to practise passing.