Chapter 2:The letter from no one

"Yowch!" Harry yelped and feeling his head felt an extremely feathery something on it.

"Pigwidgon!" Harry screamed lifting the tiny owl off his head, but it wasn't Pigwidgon.

Harry looked at it, it was indeed a small owl but it wasn't Pig. It was brown and had large green eyes. It had a letter bound to its leg. Harry took it off, and the owl flew away.

It read:

Dear Harry Potter,

I do hope Flimsy Feathergast does her duty and gets this letter to you. I am so excited to see you. I've travelled across the Atlantic to go to Hogwarts this year and meet you. We have more in common than you might think. See you soon,

The rest was ripped off.

"How odd was that?" Harry thought to himself. He had to tell Ron about this mysterious letter.

Harry looked at his watch, 4:30. He'd better hurry and clean up the yard so he could get upstairs in time to meet Ron. Harry bolted around the yard cleaning like a maniac. He looked around it was clean. Good enough.

Harry ran upstairs and Uncle Vernon yelled after him,

"What are you doing, boy?"

"I'm going to change into some clean clothes" He lied

"Hurry up then, dinner's almost ready!"

Harry ran up the stairs as he looked at his watch, 4:50 just enough time to finish packing, and leave the Dursley's for another summer. Just as he was loading the last bit of quills and parchment into his cauldron, and then in his trunk a faint popping noise started right outside Harry's window. It got louder and louder until with one loud 'POP' he saw Fred, George, Ginny and Ron Weasley appear in front of his window. They were all holding an old tin can.

A portkey.

"Ron!" Harry whispered closing his trunk and rushing over to the window.

"You ready to go? We only have five minutes until the portkey sends us back, so we better hurry!" Ron said sliding through the now open window.

Ron helped Harry put his trunk through the widow as Fred and George (Ron's twin older brothers) helped on the other side. Once Harry's trunk and Hedwig's cage were safely out of the house with one minute to go, Harry took one good look around his room to make sure he didn't forget anything he heard Uncle Vernon's thundering footsteps coming up the stairs,

"What is all that racket!"

"Oh no! My uncle! Hurry!"

Harry hoisted himself up into the window and just struggled to get through when...

"Five," George was saying, looking at his watch "Four... Three..."

"NO!" Uncle Vernon yelled but it was too late, all of the Weasley's, Harry and his Hogwarts stuff disappeared.

Harry felt the to familiar tug on the back of his navel as he closed his eyes, and fell hard on soft ground. Harry looked up and saw Ron smiling next to him, getting up and wiping himself off. They were standing, (or lying in Harry and Ginny's case) outside Harry's favorite house, The Burrow.

As Ginny got up and brushed herself clean Harry watched a couple of gnomes run around the yard, being chased by a large ginger cat, Crookshanks.

'Hermione must already be here' thought Harry 'as that's her cat'.

As Harry helped Ron and Fred bring in his trunk, Mrs. Weasley met them at the door.

"Hello, Harry dear." she said and beamed at him

Harry smiled back and as he put his trunk down was greeted by Mr. Weasley who to

Harry looked like he really wanted to tell him something.

"What?'' Harry asked looking at him

"Oh, nothing." he said in an off-hand sort of way, smiling.

"He's been like that all summer," said George

"Percy too. All they say is that's it's something to do with you," said Ron

Just then everyone's attention was focused on Hermione who just walked in the door. She blushed slightly at the presence of him, but it quickly subsided. That's when Harry remembered that Hermione showed a sudden display of emotion to him last year. She was holding a stack of letters. The letters in Hermione's hand reminded Harry of something... his strange note.

"I have something to tell you later." He mumbled to Ron

"Hogwarts letters!" she said excitedly handing them their own.

Harry looked at his:

HOGWARTS SCHOOL Of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Fifth year students will require:

The Intermediate Book of Spells, Grade 5

By Miranda Goshawk

A Slightly Complex Guide To Transfiguration

By Emeric Switch

O.W.L. Preparation Guide to Spells, Potions, Charms and Transfiguration

By Demeric Freddical

Half and Half? A Guide to Half-human Half-animal Creatures

By Sadrina Elk

All That You Wanted to Know About Magic but Were Afraid to Ask

By Albus Dumbledore

Fifth year students will also require:

Dress robes (any kind, for formal wear)

Bathing suits

Harry looked up from his list, Ron just finishing his, and looking up.

"What do we need all this stuff for eh?" he asked Harry, still staring down at his list.

"Look! Dumbledore's written a book!" Ginny said pointing at Harry's list.

"Bathing suits?" George said confused.

"I'm not wearing no bathing suit!" Ron said savagely.

"It's I'm not wearing any bathing suit and you have to, I heard it's for a new class." Hermione stated.

"New class? Is Dumbledore teaching it!"

"Why would you think that?" Harry asked

"He wrote this book!" Ginny said pointing

"And what's this rubbish? Half and Half? Isn't that some kind of milk?"

"No that's cream, and the book, as I said before, is probably for the new class!"

"What new class are you talking about Hermione?" Fred asked

"If I knew, I would tell you obviously. They should at least tell the prefects." She suddenly beamed up at Harry, "I'm a prefect, you know!"

"Hermione! Well, it was obvious, really. You're the smartest witch in the whole class!"

"I'm not that good." She said, blushing.

The rest of the day went by pretty fast for Harry, who played quiddich with Fred, George, and Ron. And then sat down for a wonderful dinner with food galore. Before he knew it, he was going to sleep listening to Fred and George whisper in the corner. They confided to Harry that the 1000 galleons he gave to them (the winnings of the Triwizard Tournament) were going to good use. The building of there joke shop, and the buying of new dress robes for Ron.

As Harry drifted off to sleep he thought about how much he loved being at the Weasley's. All the people liked him, he had friends, and they cared about him. It then came to Harry that the Weasleys and Hermione, were like his family. Or pretty close to it.