What if...

Back to Hogwarts

Alright, so we actually just hit #5 in Harmony, and I have no idea how that's happened, but I'm not complaining.

Obviously, a writer is nothing without his readers, so thank all of you for sticking with my stories no matter how atrocious they are.

And yes, this is an update, not an announcement.

I've literally been writing this chapter over and over around eight times now, because it never looked right to me. So now this is what you're getting. Also thanks for 50 followers, I don't deserve them, but thank you.

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"Don't worry, Harry, we're going to be using Floo powder." Mrs Weasley smiled. "No more flying cars." She glared at Fred and George, who wore twin smirks on their faces.

"Floo powder?" Harry asked Hermione quietly. She noticed his nervousness and smiled.

"It's alright, it's not dangerous. Just say your destination out loud and throw the powder down." Hermione explained.

"Thanks." Harry whispered.

"Just remember to step forward straight after the fire disappears or you'll fall." Hermione added.

"Okay." Harry stepped into the fireplace.

"Remember to speak clearly!" Hermione reminded.

"What happens if I don't?" Harry asked.

"Well, you'll either go nowhere or go somewhere completely different."

"Ah. Don't do that, then." Harry summarised. Hermione nodded.

"Diagon Alley?" He asked questioningly as he threw the powder down. Immediately, green flames filled his vision, then were replaced by a green light. He quickly stepped forwards, remembering Hermione's advice, and found himself standing at the same brick wall Hagrid had used to get him into Diagon Alley.

Except he was already on the other side. Soon, Hermione followed him, stepping out of the weird metal fireplace thingy behind Harry.

"That was strange." She informed.

"Yup." Harry agreed, brushing dust off his shoulder. Then, the Weasleys arrived.

"Ah, good, we all got here safely. Now, let's get our first, shall we?" Mrs Weasley led them all to Flourish and Blotts.

When they entered the shop, Mrs Weasley immediately dropped her bag and fawned silently over the man standing in the centre of the store. Harry wondered who it was, but he was glad that, for once, the attention wasn't on him. Hermione saw the man and immediately started fawning too. The relief Harry was feeling instantly faded and turned into bitterness.

"Who's this clown?" Harry asked Fred and George.

"Gilderoy Lockhart." Fred faked fainting.

"Most amazing wizard of this century!" George joined Fred at fake fainting and Harry sniggered. Hermione shushed him and kept staring at Lockhart. Harry rolled his eyes and scoffed as Fred and George got up.

Everyone was rushing to the front of the store, desperate to buy Lockhart's biography and book collection, using the fact that they are a 'vital' part of the school syllabus as an excuse.