Part 2
The train pulled into the station with a loud whistle. Getting off the train, Harry felt that it was saying goodbye. From the look on the faces of his two friends, they felt that way too.
Quickly, Harry pulled his trunk from the luggage compartment and Hedwig from the seat before placing them on an empty trolley. He waited for Ron and Hermione to get their luggage and then, together, they stepped through the barrier out of Platform 9 3/4.
The sun on the other side of the barrier was bright, making Harry's eyes water. He looked through the crowd to the other end of the station where the Dursleys were waiting for him. Hermione followed Harry's gaze and gave him a pat on the arm.
"It's okay. You'll only be with them for a while."
In August, Harry was going to the Burrow to help the Weasley's celebrate the wedding of their oldest brother.
Harry snorted. "A whole month is NOT a while, especially not when you're with the Dursleys."
Hermione nodded and Ron looked at Harry sympathetically. He knew how bad the Dursley's could be, having had to rescue Harry from his bedroom in their second year.
"Just make sure you can come, mate," Ron said, clapping Harry on the shoulder and looking around for his mother.
He found her when they heard a loud cry of, "Ron, Ginny over here!"
Ron and his younger sister, Ginny smiled at their mother, went over to her, followed by Harry and Hermione.
After hugging her two children, Mrs. Weasley hugged both Harry and Hermione tightly.
"How's Bill?" Ron asked his mother.
Mrs. Weasley beamed. "Bill's doing wonderfully. He is so much better. Fleur is very happy and is eagerly planning the wedding. We're still waiting for the full moon to see how Bill reacts to it though."
Ginny looked a little anxious when she heard that, but quickly plastered a smile back on her face.
"That's great Mum," she said, her voice overly cheery.
Ron, Harry and Hermione all looked at Ginny quickly, but Mrs. Weasley hadn't seemed to notice her daughter's cheery tone.
"Isn't it? But anyway, we have to hurry and get home now. Harry, your aunt and uncle are just over there."
Harry groaned quietly and made his way over to the Dursley's. "Hi," he said.
Uncle Vernon just grunted and, looking at him, Harry thought that his uncle had gotten even beefier. His blonde moustache quivered angrily and his face turned to an ugly puce as if just looking at his nephew made him angry.
Harry followed his family sadly to the car and waved to Ron and Hermione before getting in. It was going to be a long drive home...