That night I barely slept a wink. I kept thinking about my plan, trying to find flaws. I woke up really early and double checked my bag, making sure I forgot nothing. I only ate a piece of toast at breakfast, feeling jumpy. Finally at 4, my uncle asked me to bring my stuff since we would be leaving in a little while. I grabbed my rucksack and trunk and dragged them down stairs .My uncle carried my trunk to the car while I said goodbye to my aunt. Then my uncle told me that he'd be right back and went inside the house, I knew he had gone to check the cupboard. At that moment I felt a twinge of guilt, cheating them after they had taken such good care of me felt wrong, but I shook of the feeling, thinking everything would be fine.

When we arrived at Kings cross Station, my eyes flickered towards platform and 10.

'Platform 6, come on scar.' Reluctantly I turned away and followed my uncle. I boarded the train after saying a quite goodbye to my uncle. I slept through most of the journey, and was finally woken up by the sudden lurch and whistle of the train. I felt happy, just for a moment, thinking I had returned to hogwarts, but my joy didn't last when I realized I had reached wiltshire.I sighed and dragged my stuff out of the train. As soon as I got out of the train, I was engulfed by the arms of my cousin Jared. Despite myself I smiled. We got on really well.

'Scar! It's been sooo long'

'2 weeks' I said sarcastically.

'2 weeks are too long to stay away from your favorite cousin' he said, slinging his arm over my shoulders. I rolled my eyes good naturedly.

'So tell me, what are you going to do?'

'About what?'

'Oh don't play dumb! I know you probably have some crazy ass plan to get back to Hogwarts.' I stopped abruptly. I had never considered him to be so smart, then how….

'But- what-how?' I spluttered. He rolled his eyes and continued.

'Oh come on! I've known you long enough, so tell me what's thee plan?' I wondered if I could trust him, he seemed sincerely interested, I decided I could.

'Fine' I grumbled. I was going to fly to the weasleys and stay there for two weeks till the term started. I'd return with Jared when term ended and explain everything to my uncle and aunt. After I had told him the plan, he stared at me for a moment then started grinning.

'What? Why're you smirking?'

'I always knew you had a sneaky mind under that innocent exterior.' He got a smack at the back of his head for that.

'Scar, scarrr, get up lazy ass' I groggily opened my eyes and saw Jared in a black cat suit. I checked the Alarm clock.

It was 7 pm. I had thought that I would start my journey late at night so I was catching some sleep.

'What the?'I stared at him questioningly.

'I wanted to smuggle you out like a real thief.'

'Okkkaaaayyy.' I eyed him suspiciously. He looked as if he was a 6 year old on a sugar rush.

'Now come on! Get dressed!' he said jumping on my bed. I groaned and got out of the bed.

I managed to get the trunk into my extensioned bag with the help of Jared. I took out my firebolt 3000 broom (the latest edition) and got ready to fly. I hugged Jared as he wished me luck and took off. I could fly quite well; I was the seeker on the Gryffindor team. My parents had gotten me the broom when I had gotten into the quidditch team.

Wow! It is cold. I shuddered slightly as the wind started blowing faster. The clouds above me looked dark and angry.

Suddenly I felt a drop fall on my nose, I looked up and another one fell on my fore head. Uh Oh! It was going to rain. As if to mock me, large drops started to fall on me, soon I was drenched. I knew I was close to the burrow so I sped up. I felt a sudden jolt as I passed the safety enchantments of the burrow, I Almost lost my balance for a moment, I was stiff from the long journey and drenched to the bone. Despite the war being ended, Mrs. Weasley insisted that that they keep the safety enchantments.

I finally landed into the burrow's large and unkempt garden. Wild flowers grew everywhere but I liked it just the way it was. I could hear sounds from inside the burrow, delicious smells and warmth drifted out. I was drenched and shivering violently, I carefully made my way to the door past the mound of dirty wellington boots and knocked. A moment later a boy with emerald green eyes and naturally windswept looking hair opened the door. Albus potter was at the door.