Author's Note: Sorry about the numbers at the bottom of the page. Along with posting this on I am also creating it into my own personal "book." The numbers are the page numbers from it. I tried to fix it and hopefully I accomplished it. Sorry for any confusion.
On to the story!
Harry landed softly onto the ground and hopped off his broomstick. He caught up with Ron, Hermione, and Sirius as they all went into the house. Harry bounded up the stairs to get his bag of money out of his trunk and ran back down into the kitchen.
"Hello dear. Just to let you know, we are going to be traveling by Floo Powder again." Mrs. Weasley spoke softly.
"Okay." Harry mumbled. He remembered the last time he had used Floo Powder. He ended up in a store in Knockturn Alley. He never wanted to go there again.
"Do you remember how to use it?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
"Yes." Harry replied.
Fred walked up to the jar and took out a pinch of the powder and walked up to the fireplace, which held a crackling fire in it. Fred threw the powder in and the flames turned green. Fred walked in and yelled "Diagon Alley!" and he disappeared. George followed and did the same thing.
"Your turn Harry." Mrs. Weasley said.
Sirius came bounding up to Harry's heels.
"No Sirius." Harry whispered, "You've gotta stay here. I'll be alright. Don't worry."
Harry took a pinch of the powder and threw it into the fire. The fire roared and turned an emerald green right in front of his eyes. He stepped in and felt the warmth spread over him as the flames licked his arms.
"Diagon Alley!" Harry yelled as ash flew into his mouth. He closed his mouth very quickly so that he wouldn't swallow any of it. He felt himself start to spin as the chimney flew out of view. He started to spin very fast by now and saw fireplaces spiraling past. He felt dizzy and sick. He shut his eyes and hoped that he would land in Diagon Alley. Harry could feel himself start to slow down. The sick feeling in his stomach was starting to lift.
Harry suddenly felt his feet hit solid ground. He opened his eyes and saw Fred and George.
"You made it!" Fred shouted.
"Yeah…I guess I did, didn't I." Harry said proudly.
The fire behind them turned green and Ron stepped out.
"Hey Harry! You made it!" Ron exclaimed.
"We already established that." George said.
"Oh shut-up. I wasn't here to see it, now was I?" Ron said angrily.
"Now boys, don't start." said a disembodied voice. Mrs. Weasley appeared in the fire and stepped out, "I don't want any fights today either."
After Mrs. Weasley came Ginny, and finally, Hermione.
They all said their good-byes and went their separate ways. Fred and George went down the street to what looked like a joke shop, and Ginny and Mrs. Weasley headed off to the Apothecary. Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed off towards Flourish and Blotts. They went inside and found the manager helping a boy who looked as though he was going to start his first year at Hogwarts.
"Hello. Are you a first year coming to Hogwarts?" Harry asked.
"Why, y – oh my gosh! You're Harry Potter aren't you!" the boy squeaked with excitement.
"Why, yes I am. What's your name?" Harry asked politely.
"Oh, my name? You want to know my name?" the boy seemed shocked.
"Yeah!" Harry replied.
"I didn't know someone as famous as you would really care! Anyway, my name is William McKearny. Billy for short. And yes, this is my first year to Hogwarts. I can't wait! I'm so excited to go!" Billy said.
"It's nice to meet you Billy. Hogwarts is a lot of fun. Hope you get placed in Gryffindor!" Harry said.
"Harry! Ron! Hermione!" called a boy from behind.
They turned around and saw their fellow Gryffindors, Neville Longbottom, Seamus Finnigan, and Dean Thomas.
"Hey you guys." Harry answered back.
"Did you see Oliver Wood?" Seamus asked.
"No." Harry said confused.
"He's right outside. He wanted to find you, but didn't know if you were here today." Dean chimed in.
"I'll be right back." Harry said to the five of them.
Harry walked outside the store and saw Oliver staring into the window of Quality Quidditch Supplies.
"Oliver!" Harry yelled over the crowd.
Oliver Wood turned around and came bustling towards Harry. Oliver was on his second year out of Hogwarts. He used to be Gryffindor's Quidditch Captain and a very good Keeper on the team.
"Harry! Good to see you again. Tell me, did you guys win the Quidditch Cup last year? And, oh yeah, who's the new captain? Is it Alicia? Angelina?" Oliver questioned.
"There was no Quidditch matches last year. They were all canceled." Harry replied.
"What?" Oliver looked puzzled.
"Hogwarts hosted a Triwizard Tournament." Harry said.
"Oh. That would explain it. Who were the champions?" Oliver asked even more interested.
"Well, there was Viktor Krum…"
"Krum? The Viktor Krum?" Oliver spat.
"Yeah…and, let's see, oh yeah, there was Fleur Delacor, she was a veela, and Cedric Diggory…and me." Harry finished.
"You? But how? There's only s'posed to be three champions." Oliver said.
"Yeah. I know. It's a very long story and I don't have the time right now." Harry said flatly.
"Well, who won?" asked Oliver.
"Me." Harry said.
"You beat Cedric?" Oliver was beyond confused.
"You mean you didn't hear?" Harry asked astounded.
"No, what?" Oliver asked.
"Cedric was killed during the final task by Vol – I mean, You-Know-Who." Harry explained.
Oliver shivered at the mentioning of Voldemort.
"Oh…well…I've a…I've got to go." Oliver said, now looking thoroughly depressed.
"Okay, well, I'll see you around." Harry said.
"Yeah…bye Harry." Oliver said as he turned on his heels and sped off towards the Leaky Cauldron.
Harry turned around and headed back into Flourish and Blotts.
"We started to pick out your books Harry." Hermione said.
"Okay, thanks." Harry replied.
"Oh Harry!" Oliver was back.
"Yeah?" asked Harry.
"I forgot to tell you what I wanted you for." Oliver said.
"Okay?" Harry asked, a little worried.
"Well…" Oliver puffed out his chest, "I'm going to be Gryffindor's coach and a teacher of a certain subject!"
"What!" Harry found himself saying.
"Yes! Hogwarts is letting me teach a subject! Dumbledore offered me the position! He felt that I was the most qualified person for the spot. Great man, he is!" Oliver said, looking thoroughly proud of himself, "Oh, and by the way, you never did mention who the new captain was."
"Oh, well, you'll have to find out then, now won't you!" Harry said while laughing.
"You're a funny one!" Oliver managed to say as he left the store.
Harry turned back around and faced his friends.
"Well, that was very interesting." Ron said.
"Yeah, well, what can I say? That's Oliver for you." Harry shrugged his shoulders.
They all walked over and started picking up the books that they hadn't managed to get for him.
"Ugh…I really don't feel like taking Divination anymore." Ron said.
"Yeah. I'm running out of disastrous things to happen to me." Harry chuckled.
"You two should have taken Arithmacy then." Hermione said matter-of-factly.
Harry and Ron shrugged their shoulders and walked up to the manager. The manager totaled the amount and took the money from each of them and shooed them out of the store.
"Well, this is where we have to leave." Seamus told Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"Yeah. We'll see you guys on the train." Harry said.
"Yup. See you then." Neville said cheerily.
The three of them turned and headed down the street. Harry, Ron, and Hermione turned and headed off to the Apothecary. They needed a refill on all of their ingredients. Then they finished their shopping and met up with Mrs. Weasley, Fred, George, and Ginny.
"Well, let's head for home." Mrs. Weasley said brightly.
They all appeared back in the house five minutes later and packed the new school supplies in their trunks.
"I'm ready to go back tomorrow." Ron said.
"Yeah. But I guess we'll just have wait." Harry replied.
"Yeah. I guess so." Ron added.
They all met up at dinner that night. All the Weasleys and the two guests crowded around and enjoyed a meal prepared by Mrs. Weasley (with a little help of magic).
"This is delicious Mum!" Fred bellowed.
"Well thank you, dear. I prepared it almost all by myself. I just used a bit of magic to make it cook faster, but other than that, I did it myself." Mrs. Weasley puffed out her chest in pride.
"Wow. You're getting better at cooking." George added.
Mrs. Weasley beamed at the comments she was getting from the family. Her face held a smile that Harry had rarely ever seen, considering the fact that Fred and George usually kept her from smiling.
After everyone finished their dessert, Mrs. Weasley sent them all off to bed.
"You need a good night's sleep. Now go on, off the bed." Mrs. Weasley spoke.
They went their separate ways and headed to their rooms. Harry and Ron climbed all the way to the top and plopped down onto their bed. Before long, the two of them drifted off to sleep while Sirius curled up at the bottom of the bed and joined the two in a deep sleep.