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A/K: Okay. Year 2!!! Finally. Yay! I'll try to update faster on this one I promise! Oh and please review!

There was the sound of crashing glass as the pudding hit the floor and another crack as Dobby the elf disapperated. Harry and I stood there covered in Aunt Petunia's pudding as Uncle Vernon burst in to the kitchen with Aunt Petunia and the Mason's in tow. He glared at us and ushered the Mason's back into the living room muttering things like, "Our niece and nephew… Very unstable the both of them... Hate new people….tried to keep them upstairs." Harry and I set to work scrubbing the kitchen. The Dursleys might have still been able to keep the evening going if the owl hadn't swooped in scaring Mrs. Mason out of her mind and out of the house. And that was the end of that. The letter the owl had been carrying was thrusted at Harry by Uncle Vernon.

"Read it!" he hissed, "Go on --- Read it!" Harry did.

Dear Mr. Potter,

We have received intelligence that a Hover Charm was used at your place of residence this evening at twelve minutes past nine.

As you know, underage wizards are not permitted to perform spells outside of school, and further spellwork on your part may lead to expulsion from school (Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery, 1875, Paragraph C).

We would also ask you to remember that any magical activity that risks notice by members of the non-magical community (Muggles) is a serious offense under section 13 of the International Confederation of Warlocks' Statute of Secrecy.

Enjoy your holidays!
Yours sincerely,

Mafalda Hopkirk

Improper Use of Magic Office

Ministry of Magic

We all looked at the letter for a moment. Then I broke the silence.

"I love how they automatically assume it was you." I said nudging Harry and walking up to our room to escape the lecture. The next day, bars were fitted to our window, a cat flap installed in the door and neither one of us were permitted out except twice a day to use the bathroom. It sucked. IT was like this for three days. Would the Dursleys keep this up for four weeks? If so, would we actually survive it? What about school? I drifted into an uneasy sleep on the third night. An uneasy dreamless sleep. The next thing I know I'm being shaken awake.

"Hannah. Hannah get up!" Harry whispered still shaking me.
"What?" I mumbled. Then I saw the light outside our window. "What the heck?" I sat bolt upright and then stood up. Outside our window was none other then Ron Weasley. In a flying car. In the front were Fred and George. "Wow." I said. I pulled on an actuall pair of pants over my p.j. shorts and stared at the car through the bars.

"Alright you two?" George asked. We nodded and then Ron cut in.

"What's been going on? And why haven't you returned my letters? I've asked you to stay about twelve times, and then Dad comes home saying you've got an official notice for using magic in front of Muggles----"
"That wasn't him." I said quickly.

"And how did he know?" Harry asked.

"He works for the Ministry." Ron replied. "You know you're not supposed to do spells outside of school---"
"Right." I said nodding to the car Ron was sitting in.

"Dad did this so it doesn't count. Besides, using magic in front of the Muggles---"
"Hannah told you it wasn't me. But it'd take too long to explain now--- look, you can tell them at Hogwarts that the Dursleys have locked me up and won't let me…us…come back, and obviously I can't magic myself out because the Ministry'll think that's the second spell I've cast in three days so----"
"Stop gibbering," Ron said, "we've come to take you home with us."

"But you can't magic me out either—"

"We don't need to, you forgot who I've got with me." With that Fred threw Harry a rope to tie around the bars.

"If the Dursleys wake up we're so dead." I said watching.

"Don't worry Hannah." Fred said as he revved up the car. "Stand back. Both of you." Harry and I did as we were told and watched as the bars were ripped off our window. We waited and listened for a sound from the Dursleys but nothing came except Uncle Vernon's low snores.

"Get in." Ron commanded.

"But all our stuff…"Harry began.

"Where is it?"
"Locked in a cupboard." Fred and George climbed over the seats and out the car window into our window with ease.

"No problem." George said grinning. We showed them to the cupboard and George took out a hairpin and began to pick the lock. Then the lock clicked open. The twins helped us carry our stuff upstairs and into the car. All of our trunks were loaded up and Fred and George climbed in, Fred in the driver's seat. Ron offered Harry his hand and pulled him in. As Harry got in the car Hedwig let out a blood curdling screech at being left by Harry, which set Talia off. I grabbed her cage and tossed it to Harry but Uncle Vernon was already awake.

"THOSE RUDDY OWLS!!" he roared and came bursting into our room. I jumped onto the windowsill and grabbed Ron's hand, but at the same time, Uncle Vernon grabbed my ankle. I grimaced at being pulled in two different directions. I kicked at Uncle Vernon's hand but nothing helped. Harry grabbed my other hand and he and Ron both pulled as hard as they could. I kicked against the force that was holding me back but it still did nothing. Then Fred revved the engine and slowly started to drive with just enough force to help Harry and Ron's cause. I was pulled into the back of the car while Uncle Vernon almost fell out of the window. I closed my eyes and caught my breath.

"Next time," I said to Harry, "You're going last." Everyone laughed and we soared into the night. Harry told them about Dobby's warning for him not to go back to school and the pudding fiasco.
"Very fishy." Fred said, "But I bet you two looked smashing with all that pudding all over you." He teased. I rolled my eyes at him but still smiled.

"Definatley dodgy." George agreed. "So he wouldn't even tell you who's supposed to be plotting all this stuff?"

"No. Every time he got close he'd bang his head on the wall or something." I supplied. Fred and George looked at each other briefly.

"What? OD you think he was lying to me?" Harry asked.
"Well, house elves have got really powerful magic of their own but usually can't use it without their master's permission." Fred replied. " I reckon old Dobby was put up to this by someone who didn't want you to come back. Can you think of someone who's got a grudge against you?"

"Yes." Harry, Ron and I said at the same time.
"Draco Malfoy." Harry said.

"Lucius Malfoy's son?" George asked.

"Probably." I said, "Why?"

"He was a big You-Know-Who supporter."

"Dad said that after You-Know-Who vanished he came to the Ministry and told them that he never meant any of it. Load of dung…Dad recons he was in You-Know-Who's inner circle." Fred continued trying to look at us while flying. I looked at Harry in a sort of 'It could be' way and then looked out the window. I was vaguely aware of the conversation that was going on but I was thinking about Dobby to much too actually comprehend any of it. What if it was the Malfoys? Was it a simple little grudge or was there something bigger? I mulled this over until we began descending. We finally landed and Fred yelled, 'Touchdown!' I looked at the Weasleys house and grinned. I loved it. It was crooked and amazing. We all got out of the car and as the twins began getting our trunks Harry and I just stood looking at the house.

"It's not much." Ron said.

"It's wonderful!" Harry replied. I nodded in agreement.

"Now, we have to be really quiet," Fred said, "and wait for Mum to call us for breakfast. Then we can say 'Look who showed up in the night Mum!' and she'll be all pleased to see both of you and no harm done."

"Right," Ron said, "Come on Harry I sleep at the….at the top." He trailed off looking ill. Fred and George turned towards the house so fast I thought they would get whiplash. Mrs. Weasley marched across the yard looking much like a saber toothed tiger.

"Ah." Fred said.

"Oh dear." Was George's response.

"So." She stated glaring at her sons.

"Morning Mum." George said in a jaunty sort of voice.

"Have you any idea how worried I've been?" Came the response that made me want to cower. And a second later, Ron, George and Fred did just that.

"Sorry Mum, but see, we had to…"
"Beds empty! No note! Car gone---could have crashed---out of my mind with worry----did you care? --- never as long as I've lived---wait until your father gets home, we never had trouble like this with Bill or Charlie or Percy---"

"Perfect Percy." Fred muttered.
"YOU COULD DO TAKING A LEAF OUT OF PERCY'S BOOK!" Mrs. Weasley yelled, poking Fred in the chest. "You could have died, you could have been seen, you could have lost your father his job!" It seemed as Mrs. Weasley had been planning this until we all got back. When she was finally done she turned to Harry and I who both back up. "I'm very pleased to see you two. Come in and have some breakfast." Harry and I looked at Ron who nodded so we followed her into the house. We sat at the table and looked around. It was definatley the kind of place I could see Ron growing up in. Mrs. Weasley began to cook us breakfast and had already out some sausages and eggs on our plates when Ron and the twins walked in. "Again, you could have been seen." She hissed at Fred and George.
"It was cloudy Mum!" Fred said.

"Keep your mouth closed while you're eating!" She snapped.

"They were starving them Mum! They are both skinny enough as it is!" George cut in.
"And you!" But Mrs. Weasley turned to Harry and me with a softer expression. She buttered us both bread and let us all eat. When we had all had our share Fred stood up and yawned.

"Blimey I'm tired." He said, "I think I'll go to bed and…"

"You'll do no such thing!" Mrs. Weasley snapped. "It's you own fault you've been up all night. You're going to de-gnome the garden. They're getting completely out of hand again…"

"Oh Mum…"
"And you two!" She yelled at Ron and George. "You can go up to bed if you want." She added to Harry and me, "You didn't ask them to fly that wretched car."

"I'll help Ron. I've never seen a de-gnoming."
"That's sweet but its dull work…let' see what Lockhart has to say…"
"MUM!" George cried, "We know how to de-gnome a garden!"
"He is just wonderful." Mrs. Weasley went on.

"Mum fancies him." Fred said in a total stage whisper.

"Don't be ridiculous. All right if you think you know better than Lockhart you can go and get on with it and woe betide you if there is a single gnome in that garden when I come to inspect it." The other two Weasleys and Harry stood up to go outside.

"You coming Hannah?" Fred asked. I looked at them guiltily and bit my lower lip.

"Umm…" I had no desire to de-gnome and I really wanted a nap.
"You don't have to. You look awful. Go get some sleep." And with that they trudged out the door. I did just that. Mrs. Weasley showed me to the twin's room and left. I looked around feeling a bit awkward that I was going to sleep in Fred's room. I grabbed a pillow and blanket from one of the beds and curled up on the floor. Within five minutes I was asleep.
"Hannah? Wow. She fell asleep on the floor." A voice above me said.

"I know. It's funny." Said another voice.

"Come on Hannah. It's dinnertime." This time the voice was closer and a pillow smacked me in the head.

"All right I'm up!" I mumbled. I sat up rubbing my shoulder that had been digging into the ground. I looked up and saw Fred and George grinning at me. "Hi to you too."
"Like the floor of our room?"

"Well it's not like I'm about to sleep in one of your beds." I snapped I stood up and walked out of their room throwing the blanket and pillow at them. I slid into the kitchen and saw everyone but Fred and George sitting at the table. I took a seat to a girl about a year younger than me who I assumed to be Ginny. Just the Mrs. Weasley and a tall wiry man walked in.
"Hey Dad," Fred piped up as he walked into sight as well, "This is Hannah Potter." He yanked gently on my ponytail as Mr. Weasley looked at me.

"Hannah Potter. Nice to meet, very pleased. I met Harry this morning. Where were you?" he asked.

"I was asleep. Flying all night didn't work with my sleep schedule." I replied smiling. He nodded and we all ate.

About a week after we had gotten to the burrow our Hogwarts letters arrived. I walked into the kitchen pulling my wet hair out of my face. Fred and George, still in their p.j.'s ambled in after me.

"Here are your letters dears." Mrs. Weasley chirped. I took my envelope and checked my supply list.

Second Year Students Will Require:

Standard book of Spells, Grade 2

by, Miranda Goshawk

Break with a Banshee by Gilderoy Lockhart

Gadding with Ghouls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Holidays with Hags by Gilderoy Lockhart

Travels with Trolls by Gilderoy Lockhart

Voyages with Vampires by Gilderoy Lockhart

Wanderings with Werewolves by Gilderoy Lockhart

Year with the Yeti by Gilderoy Lockhart

Fred had finished his and looked at Harry's with a raised eyebrow.

"You got all of Lockhart's books too? I bet the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is a fan. Must be a witch." But at the last phrase, Fred caught his mother's eye and busied himself with something else. I smirked and turned back to my list. I had a feeling that whoever the DADA teacher was, I wouldn't like her.

"That won't come cheap." George said casting a look at his parents, "Lockhart's books are expensive."
"We'll manage." Mrs. Weasley bristled but she looked a tad worried. "I suppose we'll have to get a lot of Ginny's things second hand."

"Oh, are you starting Hogwarts this year?" Harry asked politely. Ginny blushed furiously and nodded. Just the Percy walked in, thrusting his chest out so we could all see his stupid little Prefects badge. He managed a stiff good morning then sat in a chair only to leap up again holding something fluffy.

"Errol!" Ron cried, "Finally and look! He's got Hermione's letter!" And he began to read allowed. All was well with her. She hoped Harry and I were fine. She was busy with school work blah blah blah. Finally she mentioned something about going to Diagon Alley. Mrs. Weasley decided that we'd all go then too.
"So what are you up to today?" Mrs. Weasley asked pleasantly. IT turned out the boys were going to go up to a little place and play Quidditch. They asked if I wanted to come but I politely declined.

"Sorry but I don't fancy another Bludger or any other object in the face anytime soon." I said looking pointedly and Fred. He quailed a bit at that but didn't say anything. SO they went up to the hill and I stayed and helped Mrs. Weasley clean up. After that I walked up to Ginny's room where my trunk was and grabbed some parchment and water colors that I had from an art set Dudley got as a birthday present and didn't like. I sat on a rock outside and began to paint the Burrow and the activities around it. I finished my painting the same time the boys were coming back from Quidditch. They smiled and waved at me to come in. So I did.

The following Wednesday we were woken fairly early by Mrs. Weasley. As Ginny and I trudged down stairs wringing excess water out of our hair from our showers, we heard everyone else already downstairs.

"There they are." Mr. Weasley said and turned to Mrs. Weasley who was holding a flower pot.

"Okay well guests first!" She said handing the flower pot to harry who just looked at it.

"Wh-what am I supposed to do?" Harry asked sounding slightly embarrassed.

"He's never traveled by Floo powder." Ron said suddenly remembering. "Blimey Harry I forgot."
"Never? How did you get to Diagon Alley last year?" Mrs. Weasley asked bewildered looking from Harry then to me.

"We took the Underground." Harry mumbled.

"Really?" Mr. Weasley said brightinng. "Were there escapators? How exactly…"
"Not now Arthur. Floo powder's a lot quicker, dear, but goodness me, if you've never used it before…"

"He'll be all right Mum." Fred said rolling his eyes. "Now watch us first." He took a pinch of the powder, threw it in the fireplace and stepped in shouting 'Diagon Alley!' There was a swirl of emerald fire then he was gone. George followed.

"Now you must speak clearly and don't fall out of the wrong fireplace."
"What?" I asked taking a pinch of powder.

"Well, there are a lot of fireplaces to choose from. Just wait until you see Fred and George.
"Molly, stop fussing. Now in you go Hannah." Mr. Weasley said. I looked at the powder in my hand and did exactly what Fred and George had done.

"Diagon Alley!" I shouted and with a storm of soot and fire the Burrow was gone and I was falling fast. I finally landed but didn't get my balance and fell into someone. I looked up and saw Fred grinning at me.

"Have a nice trip?" He asked.

"Shut up Fred." I said pushing myself away from him and dusting myself off, seeing as how I was covered in soot. We waited for everyone else to come and they did. All but Harry. "Where is he?" I asked getting a little panicked.

"He's got to be around here somewhere." Fred said trying to be reassuring.

"Snap." I muttered and took off to try and find him. Barging through the crowds looking for Harry I spotted Hagrid a ways off. I pushed through trying to get to him. When I had a clear view of him I saw Hermione and Harry. I kept running towards them and all but tackled Harry in a hug.

"Hi Hannah." He said hugging me back.

"Where the hell were you?!?" I demanded letting go of him.

"Knockturn Alley." He said sheepishly.

"Excellent!" Fred and George said at the same time.

"We're not allowed in." Ron explained.

"I should ruddy well think not!" Hagrid growled.

"Thanks for finding my helpless case of a brother Hagrid." I said smiling up at him.

"Any time Hannah." He said clapping my on the back with one of his dustbin lid hands. I coughed as the wind was knocked out of me. After Mrs. Weasley found us we said goodbye to Hagrid and went into Gringotts where Hermione's parents were waiting. Mr. Weasley pounced at once and began asking them all these questions and insisted that he buy them a drink before the day was out. We promised Hermione that we would meet her when we were done. On the ride down there I couldn't look anywhere but straight in front of me or else I thought I might be sick. When we stopped we all got out, me a little unsteady on my feet and Mrs. Weasley extracted all the money from there vault which was only a small handful of Sickles and one Galleon. When we reached our vault, Harry tried to shield the opening from the Weasleys view and I didn't blame him at all. Once we reached the lobby again we all went our separate ways. Hermione's parents were dragged off by Mr. Weasley for a drink, Fred and George had spotted their friend Lee Jordan and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny had set of for the secondhand robe shop.

"We'll meet at Flourish and Blotts in one hour and not one step down Knockturn Alley!" She called to the twins retreating backs. So Ron, Harry, Hermione and I set off. The three of them had strawberry and peanut butter sundaes which looked revolting to me and we kept walking. In exactly an hour we reached Flourish and Blotts but we were definatley not the only ones there. What might have been every witch in London was making her way to the book shop and then we saw why.

Gilderoy Lockhart

Will be signing copies of his autobiography

MAGICAL ME
today at 12:30 p.m. – 4:30 p.m.

"You mean we actually get to met him?" Hermione squealed, "I mean he's written almost the entire booklist!"
"Wow." I muttered shaking my head, "This is pathetic."
"You're telling me." Fred said coming up behind us. We made our way inside where the rest of the Weasleys were waiting with Mr. and Mrs. Granger. We squeezed through the crowd until we were next to our group. Then a photographer came in and stepped all over Ron and I.
"Move. This is for the Daily Prophet." He said.

"Wow." I muttered again.

"Big deal." But just then Lockhart entered the room and heard him. He glared at Ron then he locked onto Harry. I rolled my eyes.

"Here we go." I said leaning against a bookshelf.

"It can't be Harry Potter?" he practically shouted. HE pulled harry to the center of the room and began shaking his hand while the photographer clicked away. "What a pleasure. Nice big smile Harry." Harry looked like he had just been hit over the head with a club and I couldn't help but laugh. "Together you and I will make the front page." Lockhart grabbed Harry around his shoulders and stood smiling for the cameras.

"What a wonderful moment this is!" He proclaimed looking around beaming. "The perfect time to make a little announcement. You see, when Harry stepped into this shop he only wanted my autobiography, which I will give him free of charge. Little did he know that he was getting much more. Yes, he and his schoolmates will be getting the real magical me as I am to become the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts!" Fred, Ron, George and I groaned but the rest of the crowd cheered like mad. Harry was shoved an arm full of all of Lockhart's books and he stumbled to the side of the room where Ginny was with her cauldron. He gave her the books and whirled around to face someone I couldn't see.

"Looks like you got yourself a girlfriend Potter." Draco Malfoy snarled.

"Oh. Feeling jealous Malfoy?" I snapped at him when Harry didn't say anything. He ignored that comment and went in for the kill on Ron.

"Surprised to see you in a shop Weasley. Though your parents will have to go hungry for a month to pay for all of that." He said smirking. Ron took a step forward looking like he was going to punch him when Mr. Weasley emerged with Fred and George on his heels.

"Lets go outside, it's too crowded in here." He said.

"Well well. Arthur Weasley." Drawled a man that had to be Lucius Malfoy. I bit my lip. This was not going to turn out well. And it didn't. With in a few sentences Mr. Weasley lunged himself at Mr. Malfoy and a full fledged fight began. Only when Hagrid showed up and pulled them apart did they stop. Mr. Malfoy straightened up and dusted himself off. He shoved the book he was holding back into Ginny's cauldron.

"Here girl---take your book---it's the best your father can give you." With that he beckoned Draco to follow and swept out of the shop.

"Yeh should've ignored him Arthur." Hagrid said as we watched the Malfoy leave, "Rotten ter the core the whole family, everybody knows that---no Malfoys worth listening ter---bad blood, that's what it is. Now come on. Let's get outta here." And that we did. Hermione parents looked scared out of their wits while Mrs. Weasley was shaking with furry.

"A fine example to set for your children…brawling in public…what Gilderoy Lockhart must have thought."
"He loved it." Fred stated matter of factly. "Didn't you hear him as we were leaving? Asked that bloke from the Daily Prophet if he could work it into his report. Said it was all for publicity."
"Fred," I said in a calm quiet voice, "Do us a favor, and shut up."

We all made it back to the Burrow the way we were supposed to and life went on. The day finally came for us to leave for Hogwarts. Running down the stairs pulling on a shirt over my cami I ran smack dab into someone. That someone just happened to be Fred. He was running up the stairs trying to get his shirt on. I blushed a deep scarlet and mumbled a sorry and kept going. I shoveled down my breakfast and ran back up the stairs. I threw my books and supplies haphazardly on top of my clothes in my trunk. Then I carefully out all of my sketches and paintings in a folder on top of all of that. I left my trunk there for Mr. Weasley to get like he said he would and ran back down the stairs this time grabbing my shoes along the way. I made it safely to the sitting room where I pulled on and laced up my Converse. My lucky beginning of the year shoes I had decided. We made our way out to the car with all six trunks in the extended trunk and settled in. Lucky me I got smashed in the middle. I looked out the back window to the house wondering if possibly next summer I would be back. Before I even turned to face forward again we had stopped and George was climbing out to go get the fire works. Then Fred was scrambling over us to get his broomstick. Then when we had almost reached the highway Ginny shrieked that she had left her diary. By the time we actually got going we were very late and a few tempers were very high. We finally got to Kings Cross and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny went through first. Then Mr. Weasley then the twins then me. I didn't wait for Harry. I loaded my trunk and jumped on board trying to find a compartment with Hermione and Ginny. We finally did and sat down to wait for Harry and Ron. When the train started to move I began to worry about Ron and Harry.

"Where are they?" I asked no one in particular.

"Their most likely looking for us." Hermione replied calmly. But after half an hour she started worrying too.
"Lets go look through the train." I said opening the compartment door, "You go that way and I'll go this way. See you soon." We took off in our separate directions looking for the two boys. I found Fred and George but no Ron or Harry. After searching my half of the train I walked back to the compartment hoping Hermione had found them. She hadn't. "Oh my god." I said in shock, "They didn't make the train!"

A/K: HA! First chapter done in 2 days! Amazing record! I have summer to thank for that. You know the drill. Read and review!