Here's chapter three for you!

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Chapter 4: Hogwarts Express

Mia got out of the car and stretched, feeling her joints click after the three hour car journey. She stood there for a second, before walking around to the back of the car and helping her dad heave her Hogwarts trunk out of the boot, and drop it onto a trolley.

The morning after the World Cup, Sally still wasn't to be seen, so Mia went back to the Burrow with the Weasley's, Harry and Hermione. Around mid-day, when Mia was playing Quidditch with Bill, Charlie, Fred, George, Ginny and Harry (using Percy's broom, why he actually had one she didn't know) Sally had Apperated at the Burrow's front door, distressed and worried. She told Mia that she had stayed in one of her friend's tents for the night, and by the time she had found the Weasley's spot, they had already gone. They had left at 5pm, and Mia had spent the remainder of the holidays sending letters back and forth with Fred and George.

Mia and her parents walked through King's Cross, making their way over to platforms nine and ten

"You know," her mother started, "if you weren't a witch, you wouldn't be going back to school this year…"

"Yeah I would," Mia replied, "I'd probably be going to collage." Mrs Homing sighed.

As they got nearer to platforms nine and ten, Mia spotted the Weasley's. She bid her parents goodbye, and made her way over to them, lugging her trunk behind her.

"Hey guys!" she said, cheerily, as Harry, Ron and Hermione were sliding through the barrier.

"Oh, hello, Mia," Mrs Weasley said, "How are you?"

"I'm fine, thanks," she nodded, "Alright, guys," she looked at the twins.

Mrs Weasley nodded, then said, "You lot should be getting onto the platform, then."

Fred and George went through first, with Mia just a pace behind them, and she emerged onto Platform 9¾. They clambered up onto the scarlet Hogwarts Express, with Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione.

"I might be seeing you all sooner than you think," Charlie said.

"Why?" Mia asked, leaning out the window.

"You'll see," said Charlie, tapping his nose. "Just don't tell Percy I mentioned it... its 'classified information, until such time as the Ministry sees fit to release it,' after all." Mia giggled a bit, but Fred scowled.

"Yeah, I sort of wish I were back at Hogwarts this year," said Bill wistfully.

"Why?" George asked, hanging out the window next to Mia.

"You're going to have an interesting year," Bill replied, grinning, "I might even get time off to come and watch a bit of it." Mia cocked her head to the side.

"A bit of what?" said Ron. Then the whistle blew.

"Thanks for having us to stay, Mrs Weasley," said Hermione.

"Yeah, thanks for everything, Mrs Weasley," said Harry.

"Oh, it was my pleasure, dears," said Mrs Weasley. "I'd invite you for Christmas, but…" she paused, "well… I expect you're all going to want to stay at Hogwarts, what with… one thing and another."

"Mum!" said Ron irritably. "What d'ya three know that we don't?"

"What's happening at Christmas?" Mia asked, her forehead creased.

"You'll find out this evening, I expect," Mrs Weasley smiled "It's going to be very exciting. Mind you, I'm very glad they've changed the rules-"

"What rules?" said Harry, Ron, Fred, George and Mia together.

"I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will tell you…" Mrs Weasley told them, "Now, behave, won't you? Won't you, Fred? And you, George? And Mia? At least try to keep them on the line at the very least, please?"

Mia laughed. "I'll try my best," She said, "no promises though," she muttered the last part to George.

The pistons hissed loudly and the train began to move.

"Tell us what's happening at Hogwarts!" Fred bellowed out of the window as Mrs Weasley, Bill, and Charlie became smaller and smaller.

"What rules are they changing?" Mia yelled, hair whipping around her face.

But Mrs Weasley only smiled and waved. Before the train left, she, Bill, and Charlie had Disapparated.

They walked down the train, but the compartments were already filling up fast. Harry, Ron and Hermione pushed themselves into a compartment, and Ginny left to find her friends.

Mia sighed as they passed the tenth full compartment.

Finally, though, she found one.

"Here we go!" she exclaimed, sliding the door open, and stepping inside.

Fred and George pushed their trunks up onto the rack, with Mia following their lead.

"I can do it!" she said, scowling slightly as Fred moved to help her.

"Ok, ok," he replied, grinning, his hands held up in mock surrender. Finally, she pushed it up and fell onto a seat.

"So…" she began, as they passed through a town, "what did you boys do this summer? Besides the World Cup, I mean… and almost get blown up by Dead Eaters…" she grimaced a bit.

"Death Eaters, Mia," Fred corrected her, and she rolled her eyes, "and we didn't really do much else, did we?" he looked over at George.

"Nah," he replied, "we made some more products for Weasley's Wizard Wheezes," he shrugged.

"Like what?" Mia asked, cocking her head to the side, and crossing her legs on the seat.

The twins grinned wickedly, and launched into a story about giving Harry's cousin a Ton Tongue Toffee.

"You guys a terrible," Mia told them, laughing.

"Eh, you love us for it," Fred replied, smirking. Mia raised her eyebrows for a second.

"Yeah," she admitted, shrugging, her eyes flickering over to George. She looked down to her lap, and licked her lips.

"What 'bout you?" George asked, after a second.

"Well…" she thought for a second, "I went to Jess' for week about halfway through the holiday, y'know, my cousin's."

"Yes, we know who Jess is, Mia," Fred cut her off, "you talk about her all the time."

"What can I say? She's better company then you, Fred," she winked at George, who chuckled at the look of mock-offence on Fred's face.

"Anyway," she continued, "she lives just outside London, so we took the Underground into London and went shopping… but that'll bore you… also went to Spain for a week with Mum and Dad. Got a lovely tan," she held out her arms and gestured to her legs, both of which were much darker then her face.

"What's the Underground?" Fred asked. Mia rolled her eyes.

"I've explained it to you a hundred times," she stated.

"Yeah, well, explain it again!"

Again, Mia rolled her eyes. "Right, basically it's these trains that go in tunnels…"

The sky outside started to darken. Or, at least, they assumed it started to darken. It was kind of hard to tell due to the large, black storm clouds and the rain pelting down by the gallon.

Mia dozed off about three quarters of the way through the journey. She had to get up rather early to make sure she could get to the Hogwarts Express by eleven. Plus her father always made sure they left earlier then actually needed, in case they ran into traffic.

However, she woke up just in time to see Fred bending over her with a quill and ink pot out. She stared at him blankly, but he just grinned, and flicked the ink-covered quill at her, cause ink to splatter across her left cheek.

She squeaked and swore at him, rubbing at her face with her hand, though all she resulted in doing was smearing the spots of ink across her cheek bone.

She looked out of the window, rubbing her eyes, as the train started to slowdown.

"Ugh," she muttered, "finally."

Kind of a filler chapter, but it needed to be there. Oh well, still hoped you liked it :)

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