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Chapter three: The next chapter.

Harry opened his eyes and looked around. There was a figure only a few centimetres away from his face that soon made sure he was well awake.

"He's alive! Everybody, look! I told you he'd make it, HE"S ALIVE!" The redheaded figure said, jumping around the room.

"Ron." Another voice began from a few metres away. "Of course he's alive. You were the one who was saying that there was no chance he could possible survive and that we should have the funeral when Harry's relatives were still here."

Harry sat up, his vision now as clear as usual as he looked around to find himself in Ron's room. Ron had stopped prancing around and had come and sat on the end of Harry's bed while Hermione had her nose stuck in a book while sitting in the middle of Ron's bed.

"We must not dwell on the past Hermione." Ron replied, standing up once more. "All that matters is that Harry is alive."

Hermione came and sat down beside Harry. "You alright Harry?" She asked.

"I'll be fine." Harry replied, stretching his fingers. "How long was I out for?"

"Couple of hours, that's all." Hermione said, placing her nose back in her book once more.

"But oh, you should have been there mate." Ron began. "After you fainted, Mr Dursley came through, so wet it wasn't funny. You should have seen the look on his face as he began yelling at mum. He was raging, said something about us all plotting to kill him and his family. But he didn't get too far as Dudley came through, also drenched from head to toe. But I don't think it was the water that drenched him, man, it was the tears."

"Ron, you do not have to go through it again." Hermione pestered.

"But Harry doesn't know. Anyway, your aunt came through next, also balling her eyes out and I swear, when she noticed her top was white and therefore see-through, well, I don't think the carpet will ever be dry."

"Basically," Hermione interrupted. "They stormed off in a terrible mood before dad came through and reminded them they had nowhere to go. So they decided to stay and they're just across the hall from us right now."

"But they haven't come out at all, wouldn't even come down for lunch."

This didn't surprise Harry as he knew exactly how much the Dursleys would have hated being here. He began to smile.

Ron yawned. "What are you doing Hermione?"

"Just a bit of research."

"Research? In the holidays?" Ron looked appalled. "You've got to be completely out of you mind, as dumb as a dead frog and have a social life like a-"

But he stopped as he realised the look on Hermione's face. "A very smart, beautiful person like you." He finished, Hermione stopping her evil glare and going back to her research.

"For your information Ron," Hermione began. "It is very important research concerning the very person sitting beside you."

"Me?" Harry asked.

"Yes." Hermione replied. "Mr Weasley went to get you and the Dursleys and while he was gone Ron and I decided to look up green fires."

"We did?" Ron asked, trying to remember that point in time.

"Yes." Hermione replied as Harry came over to Hermione and sat beside her, Hermione getting out all her notes to show him. "Apparently, green fires are not usual at all. Purple fires means someone has set fire to a cat that is running around in the house and blue fires means that something bad is gonna happen to you-"

"But your house is on fire so something bad has already happened to you." Ron interrupted.

Hermione gave him another look. "But green fires, there just isn't any record of them."

"So what did you do this time Harry?" Ron asked.

"That's the thing." Harry said. "I didn't do anything. You know I would get expelled if I did magic outside of school."

"And there isn't a spell in existence that could emit green flames."

But their conversation had to end there as Mrs Weasley had other ideas about how they were going to spend their afternoon.

"Come on dears, Diagon Alley awaits us."

"We better go." Ron said, pulling on his other shoe (he only had one on when Harry had woken up) and the three of them raced off down the stairs.

Diagon Alley was just as Harry had remembered it. The people bustling about looking for new items form their everyday lives or the new Hogwarts students anxiously zooming around to get their stuff; it was all the same. Harry smiled as he walked around the paved streets with Ron and Hermione.

"Do you two mind if we go to Flourish and Blotts first, I have something I have to pick up?" Hermione asked as they zoomed down the streets that were packed with people.

"Sure, whatever." Ron said and Harry nodded.

It wasn't long before they were just outside Flourish and Blotts. There were many people in, each of them searching for that one book they had been wanting for ages or just something for a bit of light reading. They entered the shop and each of them simultaneously pulled out their list of what they needed for school that year.

But they didn't get much time to scroll down to the books as a voice began to haunt them, edging ever closer.

"Well, well, well." The voice began as they all peered up over their papers. "What do we have here?"

Of course, it was Draco Malfoy. Thankfully, none of them had seen him all summer but they all went slowly cold as he drew nearer.

"I think it's a book called 'What to do when you face mu…mur…" Goyle was standing behind him, trying as hard as he could to read the word murder.

"No you idiot." Draco begun, snatching the book out of Goyle's hands and throwing it violently to the floor. "What we have here is a guy who thinks he's so great that he's probably wondering why he hasn't been swarmed by fans yet, a guy who couldn't afford to be famous even if he wanted to and a stupid mudblood who can't even keep her hair under control."

"Ah, right." Goyle replied stupidly.

Harry and Hermione were too busy holding back Ron from pulling apart Malfoy to notice one crucial thing was missing.

Crabbe.

"Well, I have to get going. Father was thinking of donating to the 'Help Mudbloods realise how worthless they are' fund today so I better get a move on." Malfoy said before strutting out of the shop.

Hermione tried to flatten down her hair as Harry helped Ron to realise that Malfoy was no seven blocks away.

"If I ever get my hands on that little son of a-"

"But you won't." Hermione said sharply, still, trying to flatten her hair but not succeeding. "Now, I just have to go and get this book I ordered and both of you, please try and stay out of trouble."

"Try being the key word in that sentence." Ron said as Hermione turned the corner and went into a section named: Organisation.

"As if she needs that section." Harry said.

"Half the stuff in there is probably made after her personal experiences." Ron replied.

Harry and Ron spent their time looking for their new school books, every time finding Hermione just walking away with the book they were looking for.

"Why does this always happen?" Ron asked as Hermione rushed past them, a copy of some Defence against the dark arts book in her hands.

"I don't know, but it always does." Harry replied.

Soon they had collected all of the books they could find but stumbled upon one book. Hermione seemed to have trouble finding it as well as they watched her quickly scanning every book she could find with a very confused look on her face.

"Hey Hermione." Harry said as he and Ron walked over to the fretting Hermione.

"Hey…" She replied, obviously not listening at all.

"So you can't find this new book either?" Ron asked, causing Hermione to turn around in shock and listen to them suddenly.

"Don't be stupid." She began. "I know this shop inside out!"

"Then where is it?"

"I'll find it."

"I'm going to find it way before you."

Hermione laughed. "Okay then, Ron, you find it."

"I will." Ron said and turned on his heel dramatically before leaving. Harry wanted to see where this was going. It was obvious that Hermione was going to stay here, but where Ron was heading was a complete mystery.

Ron went up to the counter. Before them was a lady they had never seen before. She had rather long nose and rather bong hips and a face that looked like it had been through such as bad storm that all the wrinkles had fled to the side of her face. She smiled at them, seven yellow teeth just showing through the gap in her cracked lips. Ron smiled back as best he could.

"Um," He began, not being able to take his eyes of her long, dangly nose. "Could you tell me where I could find this book?"

The lady looked down at Ron's piece of paper and her yawned.

"So many have asked me that today." She began her voice dry as was her cough. "Can you help me find this? Where is this book? Excuse me ma'am, I can't fins this book!"

"I'm sorry, we just want to know where to find it."

Her face calmed as it had been quite tense just a moment ago. "Opulos Montergo." She said.

Ron looked at Harry both quite confused. But before either of them could open their mouths, the lady grabbed Ron's arm and pulled him in towards her face.

"And be careful getting there sweeties. A dangerous end comes to those who enter."

"Ah, thanks." Ron said, pulling his arm out of her grasp and walking to the door as fast as he could.

"Well that was strange." Harry said as he caught up with the squirming Ron.

"She touched me!" Ron said as he wiped his arm on Harry's shoulder. "She actually touched me! Ew the wrinkles!"

"Grow up Ron." Harry said, pulling him away.

"Taking Hermione's place when she's gone are you?"

"No!"

"Good! Cause the world could do with a Harry Potter right about now!"

"The world has had a Harry Potter for the last 16 years; it can do without him for a few moments!"

Ron looked down at his shoes. "You're right Harry, sorry."

Harry looked down at his shoes as well. "Well, are we going to beat Hermione or not?"

Ron brightened at the idea. "Wait 'till we see the look on her face!" He said as they both began running down the streets of Diagon Alley looking for this new shop.

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