Oops. Last time, I forgot to say this so I'll say it now. I do not own the characters featured in the Harry Potter books, but any characters not in the books I do own.
This is my first fanfic of any kind so please be nice and review me!
Chapter two
Harry opened his eyes slowly, wondering what the time was. He sat up and looked at his watch. Six thirty, it read. "Shit," muttered Harry. He got up and walked over to Ron's bed. He shook him gently. Ron murmured something about chickens but still didn't wake up, so Harry shook him again, harder. Ron rolled over and blinked up at Harry, groggily. "Wassa time?" he slurred, still half asleep.
"Six thirty. Get up. We need to get ready." Harry turned around and walked towards his already-packed bag. He unzipped the hiking bag he had bought just before the wedding and pulled out a pair of slightly worn jeans, a grey t-shirt and a black sweater. Ron watched him do this, then slowly he rose as well, and reached for the jeans he had been wearing yesterday. They got dressed quickly and picked up their stuff. Harry left the room first through the open door and headed down the stairs, Ron following him. Hermione was already awake and she was sitting at the Kitchen table waiting for them, her bag by the door. Mrs Weasley was also awake and serving up eggs and bacon, just as Harry and Ron walked into the room. They dumped their stuff next to Hermione's and walked over to the table. Ron moved around the table next to Hermione and kissed her on the cheek.
"Morning 'Mione," he said as he sat down next to her.
Harry looked at the food on the table. "You didn't need to cook Mrs Weasley," he said to her. "We were just planning to eat cereal and leave."
"You need a good meal to start you off on your journey Harry dear," she looked around at them. "And anyway, it gives me an excuse to be awake to say goodbye to you all. Sit down Harry and help yourself."
Harry sat down opposite Hermione placed some rashers and fried eggs on his plate. Just as they were about to tuck in, Fred and George walked down the stairs. They shuffled into the kitchen bleary eyed. "Mornin' " they said, sitting down at the table. Mrs Weasley handed them both plates.
"What are you two doing up?" Hermione asked them.
"We wanted to say goodbye to you before you left," George told her.
"Yeah, that and we smelled bacon," Fred said.
Ron ignored him and turned to George. "I would've thought you two buggers wouldn't have been arsed to say bye to us."
"Yeah well, we were." George said, stuffing his mouth.
The stairs creaked and Ginny appeared at the door.
"Good morning dear," said Mrs Weasley. "Sit down and have some breakfast." She told Ginny. She sat down next to Harry and they ate their breakfast in silence until Mr Weasley also appeared in the kitchen. He looked around, amused. "So Bill, Charlie and Fleur haven't appeared to see you off then?" he asked them. Everyone at the table shook their heads, their mouths full. Mr Weasley chuckled and sat down with a plate.
When Harry, Ron and Hermione were finished they rose. Mr and Mrs Weasley stood up then, and looked at them. Fred, George and Ginny got up and walked around the table to join the group. Everyone looked at each other, then at the clock. They were all silent.
Finally Ginny spoke. "Do you really have to leave now? It's only the day after the wedding." She looked at Harry and then Ron then back at Harry.
"Yes. Sorry Ginny. It can't wait any loner. The horcruxes must be found. Soon."
"And Voldemort," said Ron darkly. Everyone looked at him, horror showing plainly in the eyes of the Weasley family. Hermione only looked sad, but Harry was looking at the floor. Finally he lifted his gaze and looked around at the Weasleys with determination.
"We need to go." He smiled half-heartedly. "Maybe we'll be back when this is all over." He turned away from them then, and moved over to the door. He took his coat down off the rack and shoved it into his bag, then swung his back-pack over his shoulders. Ron and Hermione followed suit, then together they turned back to the group. Mrs Weasley approached them, tears in her eyes, and hugged them one after the other, tightly. Mr Weasley came over and shook Harry and Hermione's hand, then pulled Ron into a tight embrace. He let go, and Fred and George came over to do the same. Finally Ginny approached them. She hugged Ron and Hermione, then looked at Harry awkwardly. He met her gaze, and then suddenly she threw herself onto him, not wanting to let go. After a minute she released him slightly and looked up at him.
"Please come back. In one piece," she said and then she too backed away to let them through the door. Hermione went first after thanking Mrs Weasley for everything. Harry went next, slipping George a money bag as he went through the door. Ron was last, and after giving his mum one last hug, he shut the door.
They blinked in the bright summer sunshine. It was a complete contrast to their moods. Ron turned to Harry. "So, where are we off to first mate?" he said with all the cheerfulness he could muster.
Harry looked at him, then Hermione. "The station. The Dursley's is our first stop." He scowled, then turned and they all walked away from The Burrow. The same thing was going through all their minds. This might be the last time they see this place again.