Chapter 2: The Burrow
When Harry Potter woke up the next morning, he hurriedly dressed and ran downstairs to gobble down his breakfast. He didn't notice the disgusted looks he received form the Dursley's. They, unlike Harry, were not eating for they knew those people were coming today to pick him up. So far, the Dursley's didn't have a good track record with magic folk.
After swallowing the rest of his juice, Harry bolted back up thee stairs and started to pack not only his Hogwart's stuff, but every other possession of his as well. He had no plan on returning to this house after graduating. The Weasley's had already asked him to come back and stay there after graduating. Or maybe he would get a place in London.
When he finished packing everything, he glanced up at the clock to see what time it was- 10:55. The Weasley's would be arriving in five minutes to pick him up. He quickly grabbed his now overstuffed school trunk and Hedwig's cage (she was out with a letter to Hermione) down the stairs.
When he reached the bottom of the stairs, he turned and saw Mr. Weasley and Ron there waiting for him. Smiling at his red-haired friend, he walked over to meet them.
"Hello Harry. Ron and I decided to come a tad early. I hope you are done, you are, good. Okay then. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, it was a pleasure seeing you again, but time to go."
"Goodbye," Harry said before stepping into the fireplace and saying, "The Burrow."
As soon as Harry arrived at the Burrow, two arms wrapped around him in a motherly hug.
"Oh Harry, it's so good to see you again!" Mrs. Weasley said still hugging Harry so tight that he didn't think he could breathe, let alone respond.
"Mom, your choking him." The voice of his best friend said behind him. Mrs. Weasley quickly let go of him and checked him over to make sure he wasn't hurt.
"Okay everyone here," Mr. Weasley said arriving behind Ron, "good, okay you all got your school lists this morning. Harry, yours has arrived here as well. We will go to Diagon Alley tomorrow and get your stuff. Oh yeah, here Harry, this came along with your letter."
Harry took the heavy letter and opened it. He knew all the Weasley's present were watching him. He was surprised when a badge dropped from the letter into his hand. He read the letter and couldn't believe what he was- he was Head Boy. He looked up at the awaiting faces of the Weasley's and mumbled, "I'm Head Boy."
Immediately he was drawn into a pair of arms and hugged till he did start chocking. Mr. Weasley and Ron both congratulated him with a hand shake. Ginny, at hearing the commotion, came downstairs.
"What's going on?"
"Harry got Head Boy! Oh Harry, there's Hedwig."
Harry raced over and grabbed the letter tied to Hedwig's leg. It was a letter from Hermione.
Dear Harry,
I'm so glad you will be heading to Ron's tomorrow. I've already planned to meet him in Diagon Alley tomorrow, so I guess I'll meet you there too! Oh an guess what! I got my Hogwart's letter and…I'm Head Girl! Oh I can just see you saying 'well that's a surprise!' (Which Harry had just done a moment ago) Well I got to go!
Love,
Hermione
Harry handed the letter over to Ron and smiled to himself. How could life get any better?
Author's Note: I'm sorry it took me so long to put this up, my computer blew up- literally. I just got a new computer and internet so forgive me. Thanks for reading.