Life at the Burrow was a haphazard sort of deal. Harriet, after a bit of sorting out by Hagrid, remained there for the remainder of the holiday.
She slept in Rons room, which she discovered after a week had a mischievous ghoul in the attic above it that liked to bang the pipes after theyd fallen asleep and a mirror that had yelled at Ron for not having her shirt buttoned over her t-shirt.
"BUTTON UP, SCRUFFY! TRULY IMMODEST, WALKING AROUND LIKE SOME SORT OF BOY! " The mirror hollered.
"Mums mirror has a problem with me. Honestly, Freddie and Georgia walk past it every day dressed like that and it never has a problem! Whatever, Diagon Alleyll make me forget." Ron said as they strode out the door, meeting , the twins and Percia outside.
"Whats that? "Harriet asked blankly.
Ron only grinned. "Youll see! " she said.
"You all hold onto to me -were going to have to side-Apparate because your father and Ginny used all the Floo powder earlier to get to the Ministry. I told him only a teaspoon each, uses the whole bag ..."
Harriet held loosely to a hanging piece of flared sleeve. There was suddenly a great compressing. Harriets ears blocked and her sight was dotted with red and black spots as the squeezing grew harder.
There was a blackness then suddenly, with a great pop, a large crowded area appeared. Ron was dusting off her knees nearby and Freida was doubled over, breathing shallowly, her face a wide grin.
"Never get used to that." Freida said, shaking her head.
"I wont ." Ron mumbled.
"Now, you five must have at least a couple Galleons on your person." Mrs. Weasley asked.
Harriet tried not to feel guilty. She remembered Hagrid telling her that she had a large amount of wizard money left to her in a safe in Gringotts, the wizarding bank.
Fortunately, Percia had hoarded a lot of Galleons over the holidays and Freida, Georgia and Ron had snatched enough over time from Brianna, Charlene and Percy that they were well supplied.
But now Harriet had to go into Gringotts alone with Miss Weasley.
"Mrs. Weasley? "Harriet blurted. "Can it just be Ron with me? "
"Well..." glanced at a large clock in a store window. "I suppose you four can go alone. Percia already volunteered to help me get Ginnys things."
Freida, Georgia, Ron and Harriet all climbed the pearly white steps of the bank and ducked inside.
Harriet had never seen anything as amazing. Several goblins sat at high desks, stamping papers. A boy who looked to be about she and Rons age with bushy brown hair wearing a gray t-shirt was exchanging what looked like a handful of ten pound notes for piles of gold coins.
"Herman Jane Granger? " the goblin said.
"James." The boy corrected.
"Muggle- Born? "The goblin was feverishly scribbling with her quill.
"Yes."