CHAPTER 15

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"Your key Mr. Potter?" The senior Goblin asked.

Harry held up the small gold key to his vault. The Goblin held up the key and inspected it carefully.

"Dealuk will show you to your vault." he said, indicating the goblin to his left.

They went through one of the myriad of doors and boarded four separate carts. Soon the carts were speeding off. Melinda was thrilled with the exhilarating ride and laughed heartily the entire way while Hermione kept her eyes tightly closed, Harry looked around for Dragons, and everyone else did what they could to keep from becoming ill.

"Your vault, Mr. Potter. Please stand back." Dealuk opened the vault and Hermione's widened for a second.

Harry quickly put some coins into his bag and returned to the cart.

He mouthed, "It will soon be half yours," to Hermione.

They exited the bank and began to walk down the street.

"Mel and I are going to go find a wand…" Neville trailed off.

"We'll um, meet up with you in the Leaky Cauldron later. Neville and Melinda, we'll get yours." Harry told the others. And they continued down the street to go get heir books.

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Olivanders was exactly the same as it had been the last time that Neville had been there, slightly dusty, with a chair in the corner, and millions of wand cases organized in towering shelves behind the counter. Neville faked a loud cough, and Mr. Olivander scurried to the counter, and looked at Neville, then at Melinda.

"I see," he said, moving into deep thought and then darting into the rows of wand cases.

"He is a little odd, isn't he?" Melinda ventured hesitantly, speaking in a whisper.

"Yeah,but he gets you the right wand really fast," Neville replied.

"Does it matter what wand you get?" Melinda questioned.

"The wand chooses the wizard," Mr. Olivander said, suddenly returning with a wand case, "or witch."

"Errr right…" Melinda lifted the lid and picked up the thin stick of wood. With a quick wave, she sent a white beam into the chair which glowed and then turned into water, holding the shape of the chair for seconds, before crashing down to the floor.

"I assume you did not attempt to conjure an aquadius curse?" Olivander sighed.

"No," Melinda frowned.

He quickly found another box, which housed another similar looking wand. This time Melinda produced a stunner, which destroyed the chair, which had somehow reappeared.

"Ah, very good. Oak, nine and a half inches, dragon unicorn hair, seven galleons."

Neville placed the gold on the counter and walked out.

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Everyone except Neville and Melinda had returned to the Leaky Cauldron by the time Harry and Hermione had arrived. Ron glanced around at how many books each person had. He and Harry had the same amount, Ginny had one less, Draco had one more and Hermione had twelve more.

"Hermione?!" Ron exclaimed. "Did you get another time turner?"

"No… the Advanced Arithmancy course needs five books and these other ones I got for just normal reading…"

"What did you get?" Ron questioned.

"Nothing of your concern," she said briskly, then she smiled at the rest of the girls. "Let's leave these guys alone for a moment." She said cheerfully. "I have got to show you guys something."

Harry cast her an odd look. "What?" He asked, curious.

Hermione gave him a playfully teasing smile. "Nothing important." She said lightly. "It's a girl thing." With that, she walked away, and the other girls followed her.

After staring at them for a while, Draco turned back to the other boys, "I just realized… umm what am I going to do because I'm in Slytherin… and Crabbe and Goyle got the Dark Mark…"

"You can ask Dumbledore to be resorted," Ron offered.

"I guess…" he trailed off as Melinda and Neville entered the room.

Harry walked over to the girls and told Melinda and the guys to get ready to go back to Grimauld Place.

"What are you guys doing over here?" Harry asked.

"Nothing," Ginny giggled.

"Riiiight…" He said skeptically. "Okay, well we need to get back to Grimauld Place. We still need to pack."

They followed him over to the fireplace, and with a pinch of flew powder, they were gone.

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"Hurry up," Hermione said playfully. It was midnight, and they still were not packed.

"What's the rush?" Harry questioned.

"Nothing… it's just less stressful if you are done earlier."

"We won't be able to sleep in the same bed at Hogwarts…"

"Who says so?"

"Well," Harry said, "I doubt you want to stay in the boy's dormitory, and I am not staying in the girls… I can't even walk up the stairs…"

"I don't mind staying in the boy's dormitory…"

"Yeah… but it will raise talk, and as if there's not enough already…I don't want to put you through that."

"I see you point. We'll just have to enjoy it tonight then." She leaned against him and kissed him lightly, her brown eyes sparkling.

Harry felt a bit awkward, but he put his arm around her. "If you do that at Hogwarts, there sure would be talk." He said, feeling himself blush.

Hermione laughed, messing up his hair, which Harry instinctively reached up to smooth his hair. "That's not fair." He said as she laughed again.

Hermione shrugged, then bent down and continued packing for Harry, a smile on her face. Harry helped her sheepishly, blushing when she kissed his cheek.

After a few minutes of packing they rolled off to their respective sides of the large bed and fell asleep.

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Seven o'clock came really early. Harry and Hermione were the first kids downstairs, Molly ushered Ron and Ginny, and therefore Luna and Draco down to the kitchen shortly after Harry and Hermione began to eat some toast. Melinda slid down the banister and quickly began to eat.

"You seem excited," Neville entered.

"School sounds fun," she said.

Hermione and Draco nodded, while Harry, Ron, Ginny, and Neville snickered.

Lupin, Tonks, Moody, Mr. Weasley, and Mrs. Weasley walked into the kitchen.

It's almost eight, we need to be on the platform by nine," Lupin said.

Melinda slowly looked at each person that she had not seen before. She almost yelped when she got to Moody.

He raised an eyebrow at her, "Scared of me?"

"N-n-no…" she stuttered.

"Yes you are. But that's alright; everyone is," he smiled lightly, his face becoming even more grotesquely twisted.

"You seem cheerful," Molly said.

"I have an interesting task at the ministry today," Moody responded, his wooden leg making an odd thumping noise as he walked.

They headed out outside, where two limousines were parked.

"The ministry is somewhat sympathetic of you now," Arthur said.

"Well, fudge isn't," Lupin added, "but he's busy attempting not to get sacked."

They split up, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Luna, Mr. Weasley, Lupin, and Moody rode in one limousine, while Draco, Ginny, Neville, Melinda, Tonks, and Mrs. Weasley rode in the second.

They reached the station at eight fifty and sprinted to platform nine and three quarters. They darted through the barrier and onto the platform, where the train was ready to leave. They said goodbye and hurried onto the train which began to move. Then they headed off to find a compartment.

"That's odd," Ron said, once they found a completely open compartment. "They are usually packed."

"There's a new car," Hermione opened the door.

"How did you know that?" he asked.

She pointed to the sign above them which read:

NEW TRAIN CAR DEDICATED JUNE 16, 1996

"Oh…" Ron said.

Everyone entered the compartment and sat down. It was a little cramped. Before long, the witch with the candy cart came by, and Draco and Harry treated everyone else to heaps of everything. Hermione got a cement flavored Every Flavor Bean, Ron ate about twenty Pumpkin Pastries, and Neville lost his chocolate frog.

"So, what exact is school like?" Melinda asked after a few minutes of light chatting.

"You just go to the different class like transfiguration or charms, and you learn spells and stuff," Neville replied.

"What are the teachers like?" she questioned.

"Well…" Ron started.

"Ron, your sword!" Hermione pointed at the blue gem, which was looked as if it had black ink seeping into it from the center.

Harry looked out the window. He felt cold.

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