Chapter 3
Harry woke an hour later, with the sun now shining in its fully glory landing directly on his face through the window, and Ron prodding him in the side.
"Come on, m-m-m-m-m-u-u-u-u-m-m-m said that breakfast was ready," Ron said, while yawning.
"Alright, I'm up, you can stop poking me now," Harry replied sleepily, grabbing his glasses from the bedside table and pushing them up the bridge of his nose, and yawning loudly.
Harry quickly changed into a pair of pants and a sweater, and desperately tried to get his hair to lie flat, to no avail. Ron stared at him a bit funnily, so Harry gave up, and headed downstairs for breakfast. Ron and Harry entered the kitchen to hear Hermione asking Ginny, "Where were you earlier? I heard you leave the room at 4 or something, and you didn't come back until 6! I also thought I heard you talking to someone..." Ginny gave a swift look to Harry, blushed a bit, and said quickly, "I just couldn't sleep. And I was by myself." Ginny smiled and started to fill her plate with her mother's cooking.
"Alright then," Hermione said, arching her eyebrows a bit and sounding not completely convinced, but the subject was forgotten in the eating of breakfast. As they were clearing the table of their breakfast, a brown owl flew into the open window, deposited its envelope in front of Mrs. Weasley. She opened the thick envelope and scanned it quickly.
"It's your school lists. A bit earlier than usual, but just as well, I'll pick up all your things while you children are having fun," Mrs. Weasley said.
Soon, after they had bid Mr. Weasley goodbye, ("Work to do," he had said), Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Harry, and Mrs. Weasley gathered around the fireplace to travel by Floo Powder to Diagon Alley. The children set off towards Fred and George's shop, while Mrs. Weasely set off to buy their school supplies, with the promise that they stay tightly together and with wands drawn. When they arrived at the shop, Harry was shocked to see that it was just as packed as Zonko's, or even Honeydukes was in Hogsmeade.
"They've become quite popular, they are really clever," Ron said, noticing Harry's mouth hanging open. They entered the shop, and fought their way to a door, where Ron knocked, and a few seconds later, the door was opened by Fred Weasley.
"Hullo all! Come on! Get inside already," Fred exclaimed enthusiastically, ushering them inside. This room, Harry could tell, was their office, there were numerous cabinets overflowing with, not papers, as would be expected, but different candies, and jokes in which to torture new people. Harry laughed as George described, and demonstrated, a new Skiving Snackbox, which caused you to belch up slugs, until of course; you took the other end of the candy.
"We got that inspiration from you, dear little brother," Fred said, giving a swift wink to Ron, who turned scarlet and caused everyone to laugh. After perusing the shop for about an hour, Fred and George escorted them down the street for lunch.