Harry walked around the grounds glancing at everything in site. It had been such a long time since he had been here. Such a long time since he had sat under the old oak near the lake revising with Ron and Hermione for his OWLs. He shivered slightly underneath the black robe that he always wore now a days, preferring to keep himself business like and proper. Now he was 24 he missed his friends so much. How would Ron be getting on with his new wife Sandra? And how would Hermione be doing in her job with S.P.E.W? Or had she quit it as soon as she left Hogwarts, wanting to do something, which her academic skills could be, part of. Well he wandered, he may never find out and maybe now it was too late. His true love the one he always liked may already be married.
He walked back to the boat that had brought him over and thanked Hagrid dearly. So kind of him to let Harry over. He sunk down onto the hard wooden planks and cast a spell so the boat would move on it's own.
As he got off the boat and laid eyes on the big train in front of him he decided he would have to catch up on his friends. Fly to The Burrow and hug Mr and Mrs Weasley and be re-united with the only family that he had loved when he was growing up.
Night was falling when Harry woke up and the train jolted to a sudden halt. He clambered off and walked off platform 9 ¾. It felt so weird to be back on that, Harry thought, suddenly wide-awake. He clicked his fingers impatiently and a taxi came zooming towards him. "Good evening and welcome to London's finest and cleanest Taxi range" The taxi man started- "Yeah yeah, to east-London please and hurry up. I'm in a rush." He couldn't help being rude. He was desperate to talk to Hermione.
He ran into his house and picked up a jar full of something dusty. "Floo-powder" Harry muttered, throwing it into the fire and watching it turn emerald green. He stepped inside and with a small cough before hand he shouted- "Lakeview Manor."
He stood out of the fireplace and looked around. Phew. He thought. He got to the right place. He looked down and saw that he was stepping on brown wooden planks. "Hermione?" he shouted, with a small stutter. "Hermione Are you there?"