A/N: sorry the last chapter was so short, i had to linkit to this one which is a bit pointless but stick with me and it'll get better, i promise! ps--i have more readers!! YIPPEEEEE!!! review s'il vous plait?!?!?!
The following morning everyone was exhausted. One by one they stumbled down for breakfast, and one by one they plopped down in a seat to eat, each with a moan of how tired they were. Mrs. Weasly handed out the breakfasts and headed upstairs to get ready for the day.
"So Fred, George how much trouble are you guys in for getting piss drunk last night?" Ron asked as he stuffed his face with a waffle.
"Well let's just put it this way, mom wasn't okay with it 'cause it was Bill's wedding, in fact is was the complete opposite, she was as pissed at us as we were pissed drunk." Fred laughed.
"Hey look, here comes Errol, Pigwidgeon and Hedwig." Hermione said looking out the window. Everyone else turned their heads to see the three owls carrying mail for them. Harry got up and opened the window, letting the birds swoop down and land on the table. The birds stuck their legs out and let the mail be removed from them.
"Looks like we got our school lists." Said Ginny less than enthused about school coming up again. She handed each person their letter. Fred and George got up.
"Well chums now that there's a hint of learning around here Fred and I are off." George said.
"Mum we're leaving now!" Fred shouted up to his mother. She came down the stairs but a few minutes later.
"I don't even know why I'm letting you two go after what you did last night!" Mrs. Weasly said giving them hugs goodbye.
"Mum, we're only two and a half years away from legally drinking, why do you not let us drink?" George protested as he flicked his wand summoning his brother and his suitcases.
"Well that's exactly why, you're not legally allowed to. And after tonight, you won't be for much longer than two and a half years." Mrs. Weasly said kissing them goodbye.
"Awww mum!" Fred said as he sighed. "Well time to get back to the shop."
"Bye everyone!" George waved and with a crack vanished.
"Be careful with the peeker Harry!" Fred said and he too like his brother was gone. Mrs. Weasly sighed and then looked at the letters from Hogwarts.
"Allright everyone, let's get dressed and head to Diagon Alley." She said and waved her wand cleaning up the table.
"God I can't wait to use magic." Ron said, and like everyone else, got up and headed to get dressed. An hour later everyone was downstairs in the Weasly's living room. Mrs. Weasly took the pot filled with Floo powder and passed it around letting everyone take a handful, then finally placing back next to the fire place.
"Now make sure you say it nice and clearly." Mrs. Weasly said looking at Harry. He smiled and thought to himself about his first time using Floo powder.
"We know mom we're not babies," Ginny said as she stepped into the fire place. "Diagon Alley!" and then vanished. One by one each person got in the fire place and disappeared.
When everyone was in Diagon Alley Mrs. Weasly gathered them around.
"Now kids, make sure you're in Flourish and Blots at 2:00, Ron are you listening to me, 2:00. Have fun, stay safe, and if you need me I'll be in…"
"We know flourish and Blots." Ginny sighed. Mrs. Weasly said goodbye and Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione headed off to Gringotts. When they got there a goblin greeted them grouchily and told them where there vaults were.
"Harry Potter and Ginny Weasly your vaults are this way, give me your keys and follow me. And Mr. Weasly and Ms. Granger follow him." He pointed to a very old stout goblin and then turned on his heel and led Ginny and Harry towards their vaults. They got to the cart and hopped in.
"First stop, vault 584." The goblin said with a growl and the cart began to move forwards. During the ride Harry and Ginny didn't talk much, having gone out and broken up the previous year had made things difficult between them. Also the fact that even though they had broken up, they still both liked each other very much. On the other end of Gringotts Hermione and Ron were also riding a cart, having found out that they were going to marry also made things difficult.
"The peeker has to be wrong!" Hermione declared as they sped off towards her vault. "I mean me…and you! You've got to be kidding me!"
"Yeah that's like me and Ginny only weirder!" Ron said.
"Me and you going out is weirder than you and your sister? Why do you think I'm weird, am I undatable to you?" Hermione yelled at him.
"I…uh…no…I…" Ron began, suddenly the cart stopped and Ron hopped out quickly happy to have a distraction from the conversation.
When the cart stopped in front of Ginny's vault they got out, got some money and headed towards Harry's.
"So I wonder how Ron and Hermione are doing it must be awkward for them knowing that they're gonna marry each other." Ginny said trying to break the silence.
"Yeah" Harry laughed. "I made that up just to make them mad."
"Ha and they still don't know?" Ginny laughed.
"Yeah I guess I forgot to tell them." Harry replied.
"Here we are Mr. Potter…key please." The Goblin hopped out and took the key, Harry and Ginny followed. The Goblin unlocked the vault and opened the door.
"Wow Harry you're loaded I mean Ron told me you were rich but seriously this is…wow." Ginny said as she stared at the full vault. Harry blushed; he quickly grabbed some money and got back into the cart. When they reached the entrance they found Hermione and Ron.
"Hey guys, do you have all your money?" Harry asked. Ron and Hermione nodded. "Well I have to go get new robes, Ron will you come with me?" Ron nodded and rushed out the door, things were way too awkward between him and Hermione and he wanted to get away as soon as possible.
"What's wrong with him?" Ginny asked.
"He's just…well…come on Ginny let's go by new cauldrons." Hermione said.
"But I don't need…" Ginny started
"Come on." Hermione grabbed her hand and whisked her away. Harry shrugged and went outside to go with Ron to buy new robes. When they were done and bought almost everything needed for their seventh year they went and met Mrs. Weasly in Flourish and Blots. Hermione and Ginny were already there. They bought their books and left.
Several weeks later the kids, Mr. and Mrs. Weasly got into the car and headed to platform nine and three quarters. This time Harry knew where the platform was and he didn't get blocked from getting on the train. In fact when he did get on the train he, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny found an empty compartment in which Neville joined with them later. About halfway through their journey to Hogwarts, they were greeted by the candy trolley.
"Anything from the trolley?" the old woman asked.
"Yeah, I'll have the Bertie Bots every flavored beans, four chocolate frogs and a whizzer-doodle." Ron said, paid and sat down.
"Wow Hermione you usually lecture on Ron's eating habits." Ginny said looking at a silent Hermione.
"Oh well I don't mind anymore." Hermione said in a less than convincing tone.
"OH, this is about you two getting married isn't it?" Harry said realizing the reason for the strange acting between the two friends.
"What you two got married, aren't you young?" Neville asked shocked over the marriage he had just found out about. Then he stood up. "You didn't invite me?"
"No Neville," Harry said calming him down "It's something I made up."
"WHAT!?" Ron and Hermione shouted in unison.
"Oh okay…" Neville said not fully understanding it.
"Yeah I made something up 'cause I was doing what you thought." Harry said. "I know I'm a pervert." Hermione slapped him then laughed. She figured she'd make him feel awkward for looking through her clothes.
"So did you like what you saw?" Hermione laughed.
"Yes." Harry laughed back knowing what she was doing.
"Oh well…" she looked around. "Ron you're eating ridiculously!"
"There's Hermione, she's back!" Ginny laughed and they all joined in. A few hours later the Hogwarts Express came to a stop and they all got off and heard a friendly voice.
"FIRST YEARS OVER HERE, THIS WAY PLEASE!" they had missed Hagrid greeting the first years and scaring them nearly to death last year. They waved and boarded the carriages, driving towards the castle.
