The end of the summer vacation came too quickly for Emma's liking. She loved staying with the Weasley's, it felt like a new adventure every day. She got to bond with most of the siblings and she enjoyed every second of it. Emma was looking forward to getting back to Hogwarts, and she remembered her promise with Draco.

Justin, on the other hand, raved about potentially finding his soulmate at Hogwarts until Emma had enough and muttered a small jinx to seal his lips shut. Justin did everything he can to undo the spell, but his sister, unfortunately, created the jinx. Thus, not having the counter-spell, and quickly became the talk between the Weasley siblings for days. It was after about three days that Emma made her brother swore not to be selfish about himself. He ultimately complied and hasn't spoken a word to his sister yet.

They were all up before dawn at the Weasley's household, and yet they somehow seemed to have many things left to do. Emma packed her luggage before shrinking it with the snap of her fingers, waiting for Ginny to finish as well. Emma did notice the subtle change with the youngest Weasley after she started writing almost every day. She didn't want to bother her new friend, therefore she decided to keep silent until the time was right.

After heading downstairs she saw the Boy Who Lived at the yard, curiously looking at the Blue Ford Anglia. She strolled outside before stopping right next to him, although the raven-haired boy grew a good two inches during the summer. Thus, Emma was still shorter than him but was near his height.

"Hi Harry," Emma greeted kindly, nearly scaring the boy before he realized it was Emma. He gave a small smile before greeting her back, "Hello, Emma. Is Justin still ignoring you?"

"Yeah, but he deserved it. He was being an absolute idiot, even if he thinks he wasn't." Emma answered as she turned around listening to the twins talking loudly.

"Hiya Emma! Harry! How are the love birds doing so far?" Fred asked as they smirked inwardly. Immediately, Emma and Harry began to burn with embarrassment, yet, Emma's hair turned to Magenta. She cursed under her breath before stuttering, "I have n-no idea what y-you're talking about."

"Uh-huh, no matter what you say, Emma, your hair will always show it." Emma began to feel uncomfortable as she tugged Harry away from them.

"Come on, let's get away from them," Emma declared as she glanced over at the redhead twins.

"Don't go too far! We want to see everything!" George shouted, but Emma kept going forward. They were near the car, as Mr. Weasley was carrying Ginny's trunk to the car. Harry couldn't see how ten people, six trunks, three owls, and a common rat were going to fit into the small Ford Anglia. Yet, he reckoned that Mr. Weasley added special features to the car to make more available rooms.

Finally, after ten minutes, they were all in the car, Mrs. Weasley glanced into the back seat, where Harry, Fred, George, Percy, Emma, and Justin were all sitting comfortably side by side. Ginny and Ron got into the front seat with their parents as Mr. Weasley started up the engine and they drove out of the yard, Harry turning back for a last look at the house.

However, after a few minutes the twins forget Emma's prank gift from Christmas, and after that Ginny shrieked that she'd left her diary. By that time, they were running very late, thus having a bad start in the morning.

By the time she had clambered back into the car, they were running very late, and tempers were running high. Mr. Weasley tried to convince his wife to use his special feature, but she insisted that it wasn't wise, for any muggle might see them. They ultimately reached King's Cross at a quarter to eleven. They all dashed across the road to get trolleys for their trunks and all hurried into the station.

"Percy first," said Mrs. Weasley, looking nervously at the clock overhead, showing they had only five minutes to go through the barrier. Percy walked forward and vanished, as Fred and George followed.

Next, was Emma and Justin as they quickly walked through, before Emma sighed in relief. They weren't late. They kept walking into the station as Emma separated from her brother as she went to the same compartment as last year. Ginny told Emma that she would be with her brother's, Emma nodded at her friend's decision.

She kept looking over her shoulder to probably notice her other friends but hasn't found one yet. When she peeked through the door, she saw the familiar brunette haired Hermione Granger currently reading a muggle book. Emma smiled brightly, before entering inside and waved at her.

"Ciao, Hermione," The brunette looked up from her book before dropping it and hugging the blonde girl. "Emma! How was your summer?"

"Great, I visited Ron and got to know his family. But, how's your summer?" Emma asked politely, sitting across from Hermione.

"Marvelous, I went to a few places but mostly caught up reading books. Wait a moment… if you came with Ron then where is he?" Hermione questioned, Emma, didn't understand until she felt the train slowly started to move forward.

"He was right behind me… and so was Harry." Emma slowly began as she continued, "Unless, they got trapped at the Platform."

"Well, it's 11:03 a.m. Emma. I think they didn't make it."

"Now, I wonder how they will go to Hogwarts?" Emma sighed nervously but tried to forget the situation by talking with the brilliant Gryffindor girl about everything she did. Eventually, she excused herself to go change into her Hogwarts robes.

Meanwhile, after the boys were unable to get to the Hogwarts Express. Ron Weasley device a plan to take his father's Ford Anglia to Hogwarts. Harry was a bit hesitant about the idea, but if he wanted to go to Hogwarts, then it was the only way for underage wizards.

"Harry!" called Ron, "The car!"

"What about it?" He asked cluelessly.

"We can fly the car to Hogwarts!" Ron stated as he began walking around with his luggage. Harry followed him behind, calling out, "But I thought—"

"We're stuck, right? And we've got to get to school, haven't we? And even underage wizards are allowed to use magic if it's a real emergency, section nineteen or something of the Restriction of Thingy—" Ron guessed the handbook rules, as Harry sighed.

"But your mum and dad… " said Harry, pushing against his cart forward, "How will they get home?"

"They don't need their car!" Ron declared impatiently, "They know how to Apparate! They only bother with Floo powder and the car because we're all underage and not allowed to Apparate yet..."

Suddenly, Harry felt a spark of hope as his facial expression turned to excitement. "Can you fly it?"

"Of course I can," said Ron rather proudly, wheeling his luggage around to face the exit. "Let's go. If we hurry we'll be able to follow the Hogwarts Express."

Both Gryffindor boys walked out of the station and back to where the Ford Anglia was parked. Ron swiftly unlocked the trunk as they heaved their luggage back in. Harry placed his beloved Hedwig in the back, whilst he sat in the passenger seat with Ron right beside him.

"Check that no one's watching," Ron whispered as he started the ignition with a single tap of his wand. Harry obeyed as he stuck his head out of the window, seeing that the street was practically empty.

"Okay," Harry nodded. Ron pressed a silver button on the dashboard, causing the car to vanish— and so did they.

"Let's go," said Ron as they shot through the sky, with pure white clouds surrounding them. The continued to stay low for quite a bit, with Harry starstruck from flying through the air. He did admit that flying by his broom was much better than the Ford Anglia, but that was the best they can do for now.

"Now what?" Harry questioned his best friend, wondering if the girls were alright. He knew that Emma made it to the train, but what if she sees Draco, again? Wait, what if she is with him right now? She wouldn't do that… would she?

"We need to see the train to know what direction to go in," Ron said as he interrupted Harry's inner thoughts.

"Are we there yet?" Harry questioned his best friend, who rolled his eyes discreetly.

The Boy-Who-Lived looked over and saw Ron constantly tapping the same button that made the car go invisible. But, after too many clicks, the invisibility wore off, revealing the Blue Ford Anglia in the clear sky.

"Oh, no. The invisibility booster must be malfunctioning." Ron squeaked nervously, before looking at Harry.

"What? Well, come on, then, let's go lower. We need to find the train." Harry told Ron, who nodded his head, "Alright."

Ron changed the gear, before turning the steering wheel to lower the car down but still above in the air. They then when over it where the train tracks on the bridge, as they were hovering over the steel tracks. "Now, all we need to do is catch up with the train," Harry informed Ron as he looked ahead.

"Well, we can't be far behind," Ron stated before both boys heard a faint train horn from the distant. Harry leaned forward, seeing the training from the side mirror, "Was it me or did you hear that too?"

"We must be getting close," Ron said smiling happily. Harry nodded softly before hearing again the train honking from the distance, only that it sounded much closer. That's when the Boy-Who-Lived realized something that didn't make sense.

"Hold on, if the train is getting closer but it's not in front of us, does that mean..." Harry trailed off as Ron, causing both boys to turn their heads to the back of the car. Only to see the Hogwarts Express accelerating fast right at them.

The boys immediately screamed at the top of their lungs before Ron harshly pivot the Ford Anglia to the left. This caused the car to shake uncontrollably, having Harry begin rocked from side to side.

They screamed at the top of their lungs before Ron think quickly and turned the car to the left. Causing the vehicle to rock side to side and flip under the bridge, making everything inside shake violently. Suddenly, the passenger door became wide open as Harry slipped out, luckily his hands were gripping at the door handle.

"Harry!" Ron yelled in fright, almost paralyzed that his friend was at the brink of falling to his death.

"Hold on!" Ron quickly instructed as he turned the wheel so that the car could somewhat level out. After a few moments, Harry finally found his strength to climb back inside the car, a bit shaken from what just occurred.

"I think we found the train." Harry pantsed while Ron gave him a look.

"Oh really?" Ron asked sarcastically, still panting after almost being crushed by the Hogwarts Express.

They eventually settled down from the excitement as the sky turned into night, the boys continued to drive— or fly their way to Hogwarts castle. The redhead boy flew over the Black Lake and from the distance they saw the Hogwarts castle in view. They both smiled at each other before the car had begun to shudder and was losing speed.

"Come on," Ron said beguiling, before he gave the steering wheel a little turn, "nearly there, come on —"

Ron put his foot down, when a loud clunk, a splutter, and the engine died completely. "Uh-oh," Ron said nervously. The nose of the car dropped, as they immediately began to descend right towards the solid castle wall.

"Watch out!" Harry yelped as Ron snapped at him, "I know!"

The Weasley boy swung the steering wheel around barely dodging the stone wall by a few inches. "Up! Up!" Harry yelled at Ron, having him try his best to press the brake and gas pedals.

Ron let go of the steering wheel as he pulled his wand out of his back pocket. "Stop! Stop! Stop!" he shouted, banging his wand against the wheel. However, it was short-lived since his wand broke into half, the tip barely hanging on the core.

"WATCH OUT FOR THAT TREE!" Harry bellowed, lunging for the steering wheel, but too late since they crashed right at the tree. They stopped for a moment before the car rocked backward, as they soon fell. They screamed at the top of their lungs before they abruptly stopped. Ron focused back at his broken wand as he silently whimpered, "My wand. Look at my wand."

"Be thankful it's not your neck," Harry stated before something crashed into the side of the car, making the two of them to jerk in surprise.

"What's happening?" Ron asked but didn't get the answer he wanted as a tree branch smashed into the windshield. The tree started attacking them, causing the car to tip over and create dents and large hits when they fell. They were continued to be attacked when the floor of the car was vibrating softly, the engine has restarted.

"Reverse!" Harry demanded as the car shot backward; when the doors from both sides flung open. It tilted to one side before the boys jumped out onto the school grounds. Loud thuds followed close behind, having Harry to turn softly from where he was. The trunk ejected their luggage all around as Hedwig's cage swung open as she flew away with a loud screech.

Ron looked behind and saw the tree was going back in its normal position. Alongside with the Whomping Willow tree was the Ford Anglia. Which consisted of dents, scratches, and steaming, the car rumbled off into the darkness, with the rear lights still shining bright.

"Come back!" Ron yelled angrily after it, with his broken wand in hand. Ron and Harry instantly followed it through a tunnel, unfortunately, they stopped running after it as they watch it drove itself past Hagrid's hut and into the Forbidden Forest.

"Dad'll kill me!" Ron moaned as Harry patted his shoulder trying to comfort his friend. "Can you believe our luck?" said Ron miserably, before walking back to pick up his rat; Scabbers.

"Of all the trees we could've hit, we had to get one that hits back," Ron stated before he gave one last look at the Ford Anglia.

"Come on," said Harry wearily, "we'd better go…"

"Yeah…" Ron nodded in agreement, having the boys seized their personal belongings as they heaved them up the uneven school grounds. The students were already inside the Great Hall as Ron inhaled some air, which faintly smells like Turkey with gravy.

"I think the feast's already started," said Ron, as they both ran it bit faster towards the gates from the Hogwarts castle. Ron dropped his trunk near the steps as he looked through a brightly lit window.

"Hey — Harry — come and look — it's the Sorting!" Ron exclaimed excitedly, thus causing Harry to hurry over and peer in together at the Great Hall. Both boys let their eyes wander trying to understand what was happening right now. Ron saw a long line of first years, who were probably frightened by Professor Snape's usual intense glance. He noticed his sister Ginny among them, she was easily visible because of her vivid flame-like hair. However, he noted that she gave a small smile to someone as he looked to see who it was.

"Hey mate, I found Emma!" Ron shouted as Harry's ears perked up once he heard Emma's name.

"Where?" Harry asked, having Ron to point where he was looking at. And sure enough there she was, giving a bright smile to all the first years lining up to be Sorted into any of the four houses. Although she was currently sitting at the Slytherin table alongside her brother, Justin and… Draco.

"Why would Emma be with Draco?!" Harry exclaimed at Ron, who rolled his eyes at his ignorant friend. Emma was currently chatting quietly with Draco, who was saying something to her to make her smile brightly. Emma then covered her mouth as her face turned beet-red and her blonde hair changed to Magenta.

"Or maybe it's because her brother is a Slytherin, Harry," Ron stated annoyingly. They said nothing else as both continued to look through the window. Harry's eyes wandered past Emma to where Professor Dumbledore, the headmaster, sat watching the Sorting from the staff table. Several seats along were Professor McGonagall, the new professor Gilderoy Lockhart, Professor Flitwick, and Hagrid there.

"Hang on…" Harry muttered to Ron. "There's an empty chair at the staff table… Where's Snape?" Ron glimpsed back inside to spot one person missing in their seat. "Maybe he's ill!" said Ron hopefully.

"Maybe he's left," Harry thought about it before saying, "because he missed out on the Defense Against the Dark Arts job again!"

"Or he might have been sacked!" Ron called out enthusiastically. "I mean, everyone hates him well, except maybe his favorite students—"

"Or maybe," someone called out from behind them, causing the two Gryffindor boys to halt their banter. "he's waiting to hear why you two didn't arrive on the school train."

Harry first spun around as he felt saw the infamous black robes that belonged to Severus Snape. Soon after Ron turned around, but what surprised them both was the smile the Professor gave to the boys. They silently gulped nervously when they heard their Professor called out, "Follow me."

The boys silently followed Snape passed the Great Hall, when Harry stopped for a moment to peek inside. He didn't get to see much through the small crack on the doors before he sighed and followed Ron behind. They eventually went down to a narrow staircase that led into the dungeons, before seeing a door halfway.

"In!" Professor Snape barked at them, opening a door halfway. They entered Snape's office, and they both noticed it was barely lit with touches hanging on the walls, and the fireplace was dark and empty. Snape slammed the door shut, thus both Gryffindor boys jumped in surprised by a loud boom.

"So," Snape started softly, "the train isn't good enough for the famous Harry Potter and his sidekick, Weasley. Wanted to arrive with a bang, did we, boys?"

"No, sir, it was the barrier at King's Cross, it —" Harry protested.

"Silence!" Snape snapped coldly at him, "What have you done with the car?"

Ron gulped but said nothing as Snape took out the Daily Prophet, showing them the headline. The headline mentioned: FLYING FORD ANGLIA MYSTIFIES MUGGLES. They tried not to look guilty, but their faces said otherwise on what they did.

"You were seen by no less than seven muggles," Snape announced before throwing the Daily Prophet onto the table. "Do you have any idea how serious this is? You may have risked the exposure of our world. Not to mention the damage you inflicted on the Whomping Willow that's been on these grounds since before you were born."

"I noticed the considerable damage that seems to have been done to a very valuable Whomping Willow," Snape went on, emphasized every word to make them shrunk to their seats slowly.

"That tree did more damage to us —," Ron blurted out, but Severus instead snapped at the ignorant boy. "Silence!"

"Most, unfortunately, you are not in my House and the decision to expel you does not rest with me. I shall go and fetch the people who do have that happy power. You will wait here." Snape spoke before he left and shut the door.

Harry and Ron stared at each other, with mortified expressions and worried glances. They both wondered if Snape had gone to fetch Professor McGonagall, she may be fairer than the head of Slytherin House, but she was still extremely strict.

After about ten minutes later, the sound of a creaky door swung open and Professor Snape was with Professor McGonagall. She raised her wand the moment she entered; thus Harry and Ron both flinched at her actions. But instead, she merely pointed it at the empty fireplace, where flames suddenly erupted.

"Sit," Professor McGonagall commanded in a somewhat harsh tone. They immediately sat back down to their chairs as they watched her every move. "Explain," She said, her glance was fixed at her two Gryffindor students.

Ron took the initiative and told their Professors everything that occurred from previous events since the early morning. Harry just sat there, trying to process what might happen eventually. Would they get expelled? Would he still be a wizard after this? Will he go back to his 'normal' life, living his only living relatives, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon?

"Why didn't you send us a letter by owl? I believe you have an owl?" Professor McGonagall said, thus having Harry's inner thoughts were interrupted. Harry processed what he said before he realized that what she suggested seemed to be the most obvious thing to have done.

"I-I didn't t-think w—," Harry stuttered nervously at his Professor.

"Now that… is obvious," Professor McGonagall said in a 'matter of fact' tone. Suddenly, there came a knock coming from the office door, thus pausing the conversation. Severus went to open it to let the person inside, and there stood the headmaster, Professor Dumbledore.

There was a long silence, to a certain moment where the boys were on their breaking point. Dumbledore walked right by the fireplace before he calmly started, "Please explain why you did this?"

Harry avoided his eyes as he spoke softly, explaining once again everything that occurred. Except he left out certain details from the story so that it wouldn't look like they were trying to blame anyone else but themselves. Suddenly, Ron sighed hopelessly, before saying, "We'll go and get our stuff…"

"What are you talking about, Mr. Weasley?" Professor McGonagall questioned promptly.

Ron swiftly looked up towards Professor McGonagall, while Harry stared at the Headmaster of Hogwarts. "Well, you're expelling us, aren't you?" Ron answered, causing Harry to nod his head in agreement.

"Not today, Mr. Weasley," Dumbledore declared at the boys, before continuing, "But I must impress upon you the seriousness of what you have done. I will be writing to your families tonight. I must also warn you that if you do anything like this again, I will have no choice but to expel you."

"B-But Professor, these boys have flouted the Decree for the Restriction of Underage Wizardry—," Professor Snape protested.

"It will be for Professor McGonagall to decide on these boys' punishments, Severus," Dumbledore calmly stated before continuing, "They are in her House and are therefore her responsibility."

The Headmaster turned to the head of Gryffindor House, with a slight twinkle in his eye, "I must go back to the feast, Minerva, I've got to give out a few notices. Come, Severus, there's a delicious-looking custard tart I want to sample —"

Snape answered silently before shooting a harsh glare at the two boys before he left his office. Professor McGonagall stayed behind with her two students. "Professor, I wanted to watch my sister being Sorted —," Ron started but was cut off by McGonagall.

"The Sorting Ceremony is over," Professor McGonagall answered curtly. She pauses for a moment, "Your sister is also in Gryffindor."

"Oh, good," Ron exclaimed in relief.

"And speaking of Gryffindor —," Professor McGonagall said sharply, but before she can say another word, Harry abruptly cut in.

"Professor, when we took the car, the term hadn't started, so… Gryffindor shouldn't really have points taken from it… should it?" Harry finished but when he looked up to see her lips thinned before curving at the slightest, he gave a nervous grin.

"I will not take any points from Gryffindor. But you will both get detention," she stated before she whipped out her wand pointed it at Snape's desk. A large plate filled with sandwiches and two goblets appeared after she muttered a spell.

"You will eat in here and then go straight up to your dormitory," Professor McGonagall declared as she walked over towards the door, reaching for the handle. "I must also return to the feast."

When the door closed behind her, Ron let out a long sigh as he walked up to grab two sandwiches, "I thought we were done for."

"So did I," Harry admitted, taking one, before thanking Ron.

Meanwhile, once Emma finished her meal she excused herself, with her brother following alongside her. They were heading to the Slytherin common room underground, going through the narrow corridor. "Were you trying to look for your soulmate again?" Emma started with a small smirk curving her lips.

"What makes you say that?" Justin said, his eyes still wandering around the corridors. A few girls gave a small smile towards him, thus Justin giving his signature cocky smirk.

"Oh, I don't know… you tend to not be very discreet with asking for names, Just." Emma smiled playfully, causing Justin to momentarily look upon her.

"Oh really? Will you aren't very discreet when you were talking to Malfoy earlier," Justin retorted.

"What-t are you talking a-about? We're just friends," The blonde girl stuttered, the tips of her hair slowly turning ice blue.

"Friends? Is that what people say these days?"

"Yes, it's completely normal to be 'friends' with boys and still not consider them as 'boyfriends' or 'lovers.'" Emma declared harshly.

"Geez, alright I get your point. Still, you have to be less oblivious around them, especially Potter and Malfoy." Justin remarked as they approached the hidden stone door.

"Shrieking Sherbet," Emma announced ignoring her brother's advice, without glancing at the door. The stone door slowly swung open as they walked through it. Most of the Slytherin students were minding their own business, especially when they barely noticed the Hogwarts Princess and Prince walking by.

"Harry? What about him? He's my best friend along with Ron and Draco. Besides, I'm sure they like someone else," Emma waved off his suggestion before she knew that she had to go back to her room. "Look I—,"

"I know, go see your friends before you go to your room. Alright, goodnight Emma." He hugged her before kissing her forehead softly.

"Goodnight, Justin." Emma greeted him goodbye as she turned around to go to the Gryffindor Tower. It took her about ten minutes to get there as she quietly said the password before walking in. She looked around when she saw Hermione with Harry and Ron, surrounded by other Gryffindor students.

"Harry?! Ron?! There you are! Where have you been?" Emma exclaimed as she ran towards them.

"Oh I'll tell you where I heard the most ridiculous rumors — someone said you'd been expelled for crashing a flying car —" Hermione pointed out, still she was interrupted by Harry.

"Well, we haven't been expelled," Harry assured her.

"Brilliant!" someone interrupted them as they continued, "Inspired! What an entrance! Flying a car right into the Whomping Willow, people will be talking about that one for years —,"

"You got that right mate," George said as the twins walked through the crowd. "Why couldn't we've come in the car, eh?" They said simultaneously.

Ron turned scarlet from his ears, grinning embarrassed, but Harry focused on Emma who had a small frown on her face. "Unbelievable," The brilliant girl remarked to Emma. She slowly faced her friend before she waved goodbye to Harry and Ron. The two girls chatted for a bit as they walked to Hermione's dorm. Until it was finally eleven o'clock as Emma sighed tiredly.

"Sorry," Hermione started, "I didn't mean for time to go by fast."

"It's alright," Emma stifled a yawn, "I'll just head back down. Goodnight, Mione."

"Goodnight, Emma."

Emma finally got back to her room and was setting up her alarm before the strike of midnight. She knew it was going to be different tomorrow as she eventually falls into a deep slumber.