When Harry came downstairs, Ron and Hermione were sitting at the kitchen table. Ron had his broom. He looked up at Harry, and then quickly looked away. Ginny came into the room. "So are we going to play or not."
"Yeah sure." Ron said. They all walked outside, and Harry, Ron and Ginny went into the air, while Hermione watched from the ground. Ron touched Harry's shoulder. "Umm... can we talk? Before we start playing." Harry nodded and they flew back to the ground. They walked around the house. "Harry I... well I just wanted to say that... well I... I guess I shouldn't have been accusing you of all that and I..."
"I get it. It's alright." Harry said
"Really? I mean you're not mad?"
"Maybe a little. Now let's play." Harry flew back up to Ginny.
"What was that about?" Ginny asked
"Nothing. So how are we going to do this?" Ron flew up next to them.
"Well we could train Ron. Like we be the chasers and he can be the keeper."
"Sounds good to me," said Ron. He flew to the other side of the yard and Ginny went to get the quaffle. After about an hour and a half of playing, they all flew back to the ground and went inside. Mrs. Weasley came into the kitchen, carrying a few large bags.
"You all got your letters this morning, and since you were all sleeping I decided to go to Diagon Alley and get your things. Here you go Ron." she handed Ron one of the bags. "And Ginny." she handed Ginny a bag, and then she handed one to Harry and Hermione. Harry looked inside his bag. There wasn't much in it, except for a new book and some other things.
"Thanks." Harry said.
"It's not a problem dear. Now you three go get cleaned up. We can't go to Diagon Alley for lunch if you look like that." Ron and Ginny ran upstairs, but Harry didn't move.
"Umm... is it okay if I don't go?"
"Well... if you really don't want to go then I guess it would be okay if you stay... Arthur and Charlie are here."
"Thanks." Harry turned and followed Ron and Ginny upstairs. He went into his room and fell backward onto his bed. It wasn't that he didn't want to go with them, but Harry really didn't want to be thrown back into the magical world so quickly. He knew he was being stupid, but for some reason, he just didn't want to go.
"Harry? Come on they're leaving." Ron said.
"I'm not going."
"What? Why not?"
"I don't want to go."
Ron was now standing next to Harry's bed. "Why don't you want to go?"
Harry shook his head "Because I don't want to go to Diagon Alley right now Ron." Harry said slowly. Ron turned and left. Harry rolled over and buried his head in the blankets. A few minutes later, he felt someone running their fingers through his hair. (Foreshadowing) "What?" he said into the bed.
"Are you alright?" Ginny asked,
"Yes I'm fine."
"Then why don't you want to come with us?" Harry picked his head up and looked over at Ginny.
"Because I don't want to be around magical people right now, okay?"
"I'm a magical person. You're a magical person. It's too late Harry we're already surrounding you."
Harry sighed. "That's not what I meant."
"I know. I should get going, before they all leave without me. Sure you don't want to come?"
"Yeah I'm sure." Harry watched her as she got up and left the room.