Becoming Alpha

Chapter Fourteen

Harry woke up the morning of August Thirty-First and sighed. It was the last day of summer, and he and Tracey would be going back to school the next day. They were both planning on packing their trunks that morning after breakfast.

Thinking back to the past two weeks of the break, Harry smiled lightly. Almost every day had at least one person of the group over at the Davis house; the last few days Harry and Tracey had gone to Susan's house with Hannah and some of the others. While it confused him at first, Harry quickly picked up that Tracey's house was the easiest to be at because it was a neutral one.

Groaning slightly, Harry got out of bed and went to the bathroom to shower and change his clothes. When he was done, he walked quietly down to the kitchen and found that only Mrs. Davis was up. Sharing a smile, both of them worked together to make a quick breakfast just as they had done many times over the summer. It had become a tacit agreement to work together if they were the only ones up. The agreement also meant the house-elves got a break for breakfast.

After everything was put onto the dining room table, Harry went and knocked on Tracey's door. She had told him quite forcefully the first day that he wasn't allowed in her room, and he accepted it without complaint. Whenever he was sent to wake her up, he just knocked on the door and waited until he heard her moving around.

Once sure Tracey was up and moving, Harry went back to the table and served himself breakfast. By the time Tracey walked in fully dressed and showered, Harry was halfway through his eggs and had already eaten three pieces of bacon and a slice of toast. Tracey joined him at the table moments before Mr. and Mrs. Davis entered the room and sat down.

By the time both Tracey and Harry were done eating, they were awake enough to start packing. Going to their own rooms, they couldn't talk, so they just went to work.

Harry put his potions kit and cauldron at the bottom of his trunk along with his Christmas gifts as he was hiding them. Next went Lockhart's books followed by those from his Vault, which he hadn't gotten the chance to look through really. After that went his uniforms followed by robes. At the top went his ink, quills, parchment, homework, and book bag.

Done with all of that, Harry turned to his dragonhide bag. In it he put all of the journals for the others, which he had finally gotten Tracey to give to him, the weapons for the others, and his dragonhide cloak.

Once that was all done, he closed everything up, put his clothes for the next day on top of his trunk, and sat down on his bed with his journal. Sighing lightly, he lay down on his bed, closed his eyes, and just left his closed journal on his chest as he relaxed. Harry didn't feel like talking all that much right then.

A few hours later, Tracey went into his room and found him asleep. Smiling lightly, she went and sat at his desk and wrote to the others instead of talking. They all recognized the difference, but didn't say anything as she told them Harry was asleep.

It wasn't until Tracey's mother called them down for lunch that Tracey finally woke Harry up. Smiling sheepishly, Harry joined her for lunch and then a fly outside, after which he packed his Nimbus 2000. The two then decided to go for a final swim in the pool before dinner.

That night, both of them went to bed at nine without complaint, knowing that they'd be up early to get to the train on time.

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Harry walked into King's Cross with his trunk on a trolley in front of him. He watched as Tracey and her mother walked through the barrier to Platform Nine and Three-Quarters. Tracey's father was going to go through with Harry.

As the two males headed to the barrier, Harry thought about the scarlet train he'd see on the other side and smiled. That smile turned into a grimace of pain when his trolley banged into the barrier and right into his chest. Luckily, Mr. Davis caught Harry before he fell over. Hedwig screeched in her cage, but Harry quickly pulled out an owl treat and fed it to her, quieting her.