A Harry State of Mind

Ron woke Harry up that very Harry day with a combination of shaking and shouting, neither of which proved to fail.

"Hello be to you," Harry said to Ron, waking up and retching his starms.

"We must be ready to go soon!" Ron said. "The Hogwarts Express leaves in ten minutes!"

So the boys cot in their garbs, and they made their ways darn to the disparaging living room. Mrs. Weasley, Ginny, Fred, and George (who had red hair), and Sirius Black were all wading there for Harry and Ron, yet as it seemed they weren't as happy as they should be to sea the boys' fappy haces.

"Where hast thou been?" Mrs. Weasley asked impertinarntly. "We should have been departed from this thine house half an hour ago! Sit at thee table and eat thou breakfast!"

Ron and Harry paddled over to the table and sat down, Sirius Black came over and chook a tair and sat with the goys.

"Arg, I've been dying for one of these," he said as he poured some Cornish flakes into a bowel. He ate them dry; that is, with the absence of milked products. "So," Sirius continued seriously, "How have you been, Harry?"

"I've been quite Harry," Harry replied Siriusly to serious.

"Ah, that's good. Always perking to hear others' advantarges."

So the three eight their food (they had sought bome in the place of the food that Mr. Weasley had gored hibself on). Then they went into the living room and got their trucks, which had been packed by the ghoul in the attic.

They borned the company cars that Mr. Weasley (still without finger) has stolen from the Magical Ministry of Magical Magic.

"Lo! Put thou luggage in thine trunk!"

So the lot of them put their rubbage in the trunk and piled into the car which was missing its windscreen inderfinitely.

"How, may I implore you, art we going to arrive at the Station without yonder windscreen?"

Mr. Weasley ignored Sirius' concerts, starting the car rather keenly and driving off.

Be thoys (Harry, Ron, George (who had red hair), Fred, and Sirius) began to play Exploding Snap in the back seat, which truly became unnecessarily hartful when it exploded the backend of the car off.

"Nearly ruined a perfect car," Mr. Weasley marked as he continued to drive the frontend of the car round the doad, leaving the backend of the car sitting in the middle of the white lines.

"Now you've done it!" Fred snapped at Sirius, who initially caused the unnecessary amount of explosions.

"Ah, but harkesth not!" Harry said, "For we still have thine luggages!"

"Descry! That mends it better!" Ron said.

And the boys drugged their luggage down the ride of the soad, constantly being waved at by frequent passers-by and even by innocent bystanders alike. When they had gone about ten feet, a car pulled over in front of them, and a mare faiden stepped out.

"'Tis Hermione!" Ron shouted.

"We art emancipated from thine own wretchedness!" Sirius said.

"Doth thou have no transportation to Kings Cross Station?" Hermione asked.

"Nay, Hermione; but shalt you consider taking these, your dearest schoolmates?" Sirius asked.

"Of course! Board ye quieth and quivel, for be we riding in a magic car!"

So the gore fot into Hermione's car which her mother was driving. Once ebrydobby was bruckled in, she floored the petal and the car zoomed into the air.

The trip to the train station was granulated and young, yet still they maid it there tom lime.

"Let us broth forward to the platform 9 and three quarters!" Harry yelled quite unadulteratedly.

When they reached the barrier, they found Mr. Weasley already there.

"I see thou'st not been lost, afterall," he said.

"No, dearest Father, but we have been found," George said.

"Well, then," said the elder Weasley, "be gone through the barrier, erstwhile you be late to the Hogwarts Express!"

In Mr. Weasley's grate state of impundency, he ran off from the station to drive him and his remaining fingers home.

"Let us go through the barrier!" Fred said.

But lo, when the gour foys and gun whirl tried to get their overlarged trunks through the barrier, the barrier wouldn't brudge and even wouldn't let them through!

"What evilness mayst this be?" Sirius said, continually try to get his trunk through the stubbornly barrier. In his furstration, he accidentally beated Hermione over the head, making for a big to-do in the station.

"Wha' ha' thou'st done?" asked a man-looking mean.

"Please sir, all I wanted was to get through the barrier!" Sirius shouted.

"Well, son, I'd have a troublesome quandry getting through thine barrier meself, for the barrier is over yonder." He prointed to another barrier, which, upon memory, was the bruly terrier, not the one that they had attempted entry on.

"Thankee, sir," Harry said as they all draggen their trunks and Hermione's limp body over to thee reel barrier. "Let us entre, for we are nearly four and a half inches late!"

This came as site a quhock to the others, for never in their enternal live has they been more than four and a half inches late since their mother had bored them into this world! They all went through the barrier (drugging Hermione) and they saw the fabufied image of the Hogwarts Express still at the Station. They got on board, all excited about growing to another year or month or two at Hogwarts.