CHAPTER 7

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey,I'm back! Some stuff happened recently(not bad stuff,just a lot of things)and so I had to take a longer break then I would've liked on this story. My schedule look pretty regular from now one though,so hopefully this will be the last major break from posting.

The flavour was unlike any Harry had ever tasted. Words failed him so he just took another bite.

"Y'a like it?" Ron asked,his mouth full of chocolate.

"Mhmm." Harry mumbled."When do you suppose we'll be at Hogwarts?"

"Any time now." Draco cut in. "We really should put on our robes."

"Sure," Harry walked over to the bin above Draco's bench,reaching in and opening his trunk. He grabbed his robes and turned to see Ron's face of dread.

"Are those your robes?" Ron gulped,quickly shoving the lid back onto his chocolate frog container.

"What's wrong Weasley?" Draco sneered "Family couldn't afford robes?"

"Shut it Malfoy." Ron shot back. "And actually they did buy robes." He pulled a crinkled pile of black fabric out of his trunk,holding it up to show the,only slightly tattered,robe. Upon first glance it seemed completely normal. However when ron threw the garment over his head it became obvious that the robe was about 5 sizes too big.

Ron's face flushed as he looked down at the piles of fabric at his ankles. Draco snickered but stopped when he saw Harry's warning to stop.

"They're not that bad,honest." Harry smiled weakly as Ron turned around revealing an almost train-like amount of fabric.

"It's pretty bad." Draco corrected.

Harry gave him another look that said stop talking before you say something that will end with you wanting to kill each other again.

Draco gave him an innocent look,as if it was absurd Harry even thought he would say something.

"Where are your robes Draco?" Harry asked,trying to end the awkward silence.

"Here." Draco reached into the bin right beside Harry's,opening his trunk to reveal sleek black robes.

Ron made a small whimper. "Fred and George got new robes. Why am I always the one who seems to get the short stick."

"They're not that bad." Harry tried to assure him.

"You'll be the height of fashion." Malfoy smirked as he slipped his robes over his head.

Ron's face flushed and he quickly tugged his robes over his head and shoved it back into his trunk.

"I'm not wearing that." He muttered,slamming his trunk closed.

"Well you might want to rethink that." Draco said,pointing out the window. "Because we're here."

Harry and Ron raced to the window where they could see the large tired castle of Hogwarts.

"It's even bigger than I ever thought." Ron muttered,nervously. "I'm going to get lost whenever I go anywhere."