Chapter 5:Diagon Alley

"What does it say, Dad?" James said, walking behind his father and reading the letter.

"It says...,":

Dear Mr. Potter,

I'm sorry to say but your son has to attend one full year at the school he is initially accepted to before he can change schools. If James seems to be struggling at Durmstrang, and is not doing what he is capable of doing, we may consider transferring him during the school year, but I will chose the school he transfers to. Again, I am very sorry.

Moody

Harry looked down at his son, who was beginning to leak tears again. "I don't wanna go to Durmstrang," James whined. "I wanna go to Hogwarts with Sirius."

"I know you don't want to, honey, but you have to attend for one year. Who knows, maybe you'll meet some friends there. And you can always send Sirius letters. It'll be like both of you are on a vacation far away from each other," Cho said, trying to cheer up James.

"I'm going to bed," James said five minutes later, walking out of the room. "See you in the morning."

"Sirius?" Hermione said, looking at her son. "Maybe you should go upstairs to sleep to."

"But I'm not tired," Sirius said grumpily.

"Sirius, you listen to your mother," Ron said, and Sirius walked out of the dining room, stomping his way down the hardwood floors and up the stairs.

"We should go to," Mr. Weasley said, standing up. "We'll see you later."

So Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, Percy, Bill, Charlie, Ginny, Neville, Luna, Lavender, and Seamus all stood up, said good-bye to Harry, Cho, Ron and Hermione, and then dissaperated back to their homes with a small pop.

"What are we going to do now?" Cho said, walking over to her husband and putting an arm around him.

"I don't know, honey," Harry said, comforting his wife. "But you heard what Moody said, James has to attend Durmstrang for one year, then we can transfer him to Hogwarts."

"But after a year, Harry, he may want to stay at Durmstrang," Hermione said. "What will you do then?"

"I guess we'll let James stay...." Harry began. "Are you crazy?" Cho said, interrupting Harry. "We can't leave him there. Do you know how far that is?"

"Yes, honey, but if he likes it there, we can't deprive him right to stay at Durmstrang."

"But Harry, that place is meant for nothing but the Dark Arts," Ron said. "That book list contains mostly books on the Dark Arts. You can't let him stay there. You just can't."

"I think we should continue this conversation in the morning," Harry said, standing up. "'Night.

"Goodnight, Harry," Ron and Hermione said.

"I'll be up in two minutes, honey," Cho said. "I'm just going to talk to the Weasley for minutes.

So Harry, like his son, walked up the stairs and turned into his room. Harry collapsed on to his bed without taking of his clothes.

As Harry slept, he visited a dream he hadn't had since the summer before his fifth year at Hogwarts. He was in a graveyard in the shadow of a big house covered in vines. Harry was tied to a tombstone, and it said Tom Riddle on it. About twenty feet in front of him was some kind of a golden cup and the body of Cedric Diggory. He was murdered in Harry's fourth year by Voldemort. All though Harry went through this event years ago, there were parts that seemed to have changed from his memory. Instead of Wormtail cradling a bloody stump of an arm, it was Lucius Malfoy, and Wormtail was rising out of the coffin, or at least, that's who Harry thought it was. When the man turned around, Harry screamed as he saw his father, but he was different. He had dark red eyes and slits for a nose, sort of like a snake. When Harry's father had turned around, Harry suddenly woke up sweating, and his scar was stinging as though he had spilt hot water on it. Harry looked to the side of him and saw that Cho was not up yet. He then looked at the clock and saw he has been asleep for three hours. Harry fell back to sleep about a minute later, although he wasn't haunted by any strange dreams from his past.

When Harry woke up the next morning, he was surprised to see that Cho was not in bed. Harry got up and went downstairs into the dining room to find Cho, Ron and Hermione asleep at the table. Harry quietly made eggs and bacon the muggle way, having to do it so many times as a kid. When the others woke up from the smell of breakfast, Harry told them about his dream.

"You mean, it wasn't Voldemort, it was your father?" Hermione said (Ron and Cho flinched).

"Yeah, but that's all I remember. Anyway, we should wake up the little ones. We need to get to Diagon Alley today."

Cho and Hermione went upstairs to get James and Sirius, while Ron filled Harry in about what happened after he went to bed.

"We were just talking about how we would work out this different schools business. We really think James should come to Hogwarts after this year, but we know it's up to you. Remember when we met on the train during our first year? I thought Hermione was a snotty know-it-all. Actually, I still kinda think she is. She is the punisher in the family. I just spoil Sirius."

"Ron, can i ask you something?" Harry said. "Why did you name your son Sirius? Was it to replace the Sirius we knew that was murdered by his cousin?"

"No, mate. We named him Sirius after we heard you named your son James. I knew they would be the best of friends like the people they were named after, and like their fathers."

"Thanks, Ron."

"When you guys are done moping, we need to be off to Diagon Alley," Hermione said, entering the room with Cho, James and Sirius.

"How will we get there, mommy?" James asked.

"We will be using Floo Powder." Cho said/

"What's that?" Sirius asked.

"It's this powder that you throw in the fire and say where you want to go, but if you don't speak clearly, you will be burned to smithereens," Ron said, smiling at the look of horror on his son's face.

"Ron," Hermione said, looking very stern. "Don't scare Sirius like that. Honey," she said, looking down at Sirius." Everything your dad said about Floo Powder was correct except the part about being burned to smithereens. You just stand in the fire place, yell 'Diagon Alley', and throw the powder down. We will then meet you in the Leaky Cauldron."

Harry and Cho went first, each grabbing a pinch of powder, then stepping into the fire place and being flooed to the Leaky Cauldron. Then James and Sirius hesitantly grab some powder and they also left. Then Ron and Hermione, who were still bickering, each took powder and left for Diagon Alley.

When everyone was at the Leaky Cauldron, they headed out to Gringotts. After collecting some gold galleons, silver sickles, and some bronze knuts, they went to the Madame Malkin's Robes For All Occasions store and got three sets of black robes for Sirius and three sets of blood-red robes for James. Then they headed off to Olivander's Wands, where they bought James and Sirius their wands. James had to wave half of the wands in the store before he got the correct wand for himself; a Yew wand, 9 inches, containing the heart string of a ferocious Hungarian Horntail Dragon. Sirius waved just one wand when he found the perfect one for himself; a Holly wand, 10 and a 1/2 inches, containing the tail hair of a Chimera. Everything was going well when they reached Flourish and Blott's. They stepped inside to find the place packed with people, mainly women, like it had been during Harry, Ron and Hermione's second year and Cho's third year at Hogwarts. And like that last time, a lined stretched to the back of the shop. When they reached the back, they saw that, behind a table, was none other than Professor Lockhart. A sign behind him said New Headmaster at Durmstrang Institute of Dark Arts.