Authors note: The spell Envolvido envilelto is not a JK spell, it is one i made up, and is taken from the Spanish and Portuguese words for wrapped.

The post came streaming down from the magnificent ceiling, now erupting with lightning. Ron picked up a small parcel and began tearing his way through the brown paper wrapping. Hermione paid a small, handsome little tawny a few knuts and buried herself in the paper. Harry sighed and swallowed the lonely feeling left by the absence of post since Sirius's death, about six months ago now.

Ron, still struggling with the paper wrapped parcel, gave an strangled cry and threw it down on the oak table in disgust. "Only my mum sends you a present she doesn't want you to open." He muttered rolling his eyes at Harry "Only my mum."

Hermione lifted her eyes and arched a perfectly shaped eyebrow. She pointed her wand at the parcel and said "Envolvido envilelto." Slowly the parcel began to unwrap. She smiled smugly at Ron who stared back.

"Hermione how do you know these things?" He asked dazed turning to Harry "She's a walking spellictionary, honestly."

"Ronald, I bother to actually do some work." She teased. Sighing deeply she turned back to her paper.

Ron's ears went red. "Quit with the Ronald." He muttered examining the contents of his parcel. "Sticky back plasters??!!" He picked up the note attached and read it in a high pitched voice. " "Your father says these are very useful things, so you've now got some…just in case you need them dear." I mean doesn't she think Madam Pomfrey would have sticky… what the bloody hell do I need sticky back plasters for? I'm a wizard for Christ sake! Sticky back plasters I ask you!" He said shaking his head in disbelief. "Oi! Harry, looks as though you've got an owl mate" He pointed at a black bird heading their way. "Probably a note from my mum " "Dear Harry, please make sure Ron uses his sticky back plasters." "

Harry laughed and turned to the bird. Its black eyes bore into Harry's, making him feel a little uncomfortable. He picked up the note and read it twice through, totally confused. Hermione, who had read it over his shoulder looked thoughtful, while Ron shrugged. The note read only two words:-

Twenty-one

Hermione gasped and tore open her paper, shoving it in Harry's face and jabbing wildly at the headline.

"FUDGE EXPRESSES AN INTEREST IN MUGGEBORN/PURE BLOOD SEPARATION AT HOGWARTS

Yesterday at 9.00pm current minister for magic Cornelius Fudge issued a statement confirming rumours of trial separation at Hogwarts. Fudge claims that "With Voldemort on the rise the "Pure bloods" will just not be safe with the muggleborns. I have Hogwarts best interests at heart," Said a happy looking Fudge, "And I am sure that after meeting with Dumbledore tomorrow morning the issue will be what o do with the muggleborns." "

Harry stared at the paper aghast. He looked over at Ron who was positively spitting fire, then at Hermione, and was shocked to see Hermione smiling happily.

"Well that says it all really." she said cheerfully. Ron and Harry stared. "Oh come on, do you expect Dumbledore to let him do this? No, this is all utter rubbish." And with that she cast down the paper and began eating her cornflakes again.

Ron sent Harry a nervous look, then shrugged it off. Harry had a horrible feeling this was not the last they would here of this.