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Chapter 17: On the Road Again

DAY 30 (The last day)

Finally, finally, it was time to go back home again. The group could not be happier. True, they had gained a new friend in Draco, but they honestly could not be gladder to go back to school and lead normal lives again. The Mercedes Benz had previously been repaired by, Harry had suspected, Dumbledore, who was probably lurking in they area trying to prevent them from coming to any serious harm (such as the car accident).

There was the usual issue with the Mercedes however, the problem of being too small. And the group had the problem of yet another person added to the group: Professor Trelawney, the crazy Divination teacher.

In the end, they figured out how to solve it.

Not all were completely comfortable, though they were mostly happy.

Snape was driving (as you can see). He hummed "You Charmed the Heart Right Out of Me" as he ambled along at 50 mph. He was glad, because he knew that he'd have no trouble with Wizarding devices, as opposed to those strange Muggle contraptions.

Ron was still next to Snape, and still was edging away from him.

Draco was happy. He actually had nice friends, for once, that had more interesting topics of conversation than ridiculing people for their blood. He was also happy that his pink hair would be changed back to blond in just a few hours. Come to that, he never really found out who did that.

Ginny was extremely happy to be going back and allowed to use magic, that she didn't mind the fact that she was sandwiched in between Harry and Hermione.

Hermione didn't mind the whole Muggle class as much as the others, but she was eternally grateful to be getting away from Dudley's unwanted attentions.

Harry had gotten a walking cast the day before, and was extremely happy that there would be no more Dursleys until the summer.

Trelawney would finally be getting back to her crystal balls and scaring the students

As they cruised down the highway, and sped up at intervals (Snape still hadn't gotten the concept of driving safely, even after his accident), thoughts ran through each of their minds.

Hah! Finally! Away from those bloody Muggle remedies and old ladies! I'll never supervise another group again!

No more black eyes, no more strange money—I really can't wait to get away from Snape, even if he is teaching DADA, but at least he'll be over three hundred feet away from me at almost all times in that huge castle, not sitting next to me. Who cares if he hates me; the feeling is mutual…

Pansy will, for sure, ridicule me for having pink hair, and hanging out with a Mudblood, but still, this one is smart and she's going to fix my hair.

I can do my Bat-Bogey Hexes again! And I can use a wand! And I can lead a normal life! Oh gosh! I'm so excited! Hurry up, Snape! Drive quickly! NO, SSTTTOOOOOOOOP!

For Snape had accelerated to 80 mph.

No fat boy, more classes, I get my textbooks back—darn. I still have to work on Ron, but that'll come later.

Madam Pomfrey can mend my leg in a matter of seconds, and I won't get all bruised at Hogwarts. Plus, I get my Firebolt back and I can play Quidditch again.

Eight of hearts, you will meet a Grim sometime soon—nine of clubs, a burglary or death in your future…

And now that you've torn it apart, I'll thank you to give back my heart!

I can't believe I actually stuck that out!

What'll Father say? Well, I pick my own friends to hang out with. Still better keep Weasley and Granger secret from him. It's a bad idea to tell him about being friends with a Mudblood and a blood-traitor.

They looked like a clown car, with all those people squished into it, but this time, they didn't care at all. They laughed and chattered all the way to Hogwarts.

Meanwhile, outside the car, along the highway, Muggles stared at them very confused as they made their way to the castle.

A little six-year-old girl poked her head out of her car window, puzzled, and turned to her mother.

"What is it, Annie, darling?"

"Mummy, that car there is a little strange."

The mother looked out the window.

"Yes, gracious, how odd! What do those strange people think they are doing, with what appears to be several people crammed into a small Mercedes Benz?"

Little Annie noticed something else that was extremely odd.

"Mummy?"

"Yes, dear?"

"Look!"

The mother gasped. But Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, and Draco were too excited and happy about returning to Hogwarts to care that some random people were staring at their small Mercedes—

And the mad lady, who was wearing numerous shawls and scarves, waving two sherry bottles in some sort of mad ecstasy, and tied to the roof.

A/N: My fanfiction is complete! Wow! I can't believe it! I'll write something else over the break or I'll be really bored… maybe I'll run 2 stories at once…any suggestions?