Mrs Weasley took a vase with some sort of powder inside. And turned to her family plus Harry and Bree.
"Right, here you go Harry. You go first dear. You can go with Bree if you want to" Mrs. Weasley said.
"But Harry and Bree has never traveled with Floo powder before Mum" Ron said.
"Floo powder?"
"Okay then. You go first Ron so Harry and Bree can see how's it done. Yes."
Ron walked towards the fireplace and took some powder.
"DIAGON ALLEY"
And then a bright green fire was shown and Ron dissapeared. Bree and Harry looked at the fireplace with wide eyes.
"You see? It's quite easy dears. Don't be afraid. Come on"
Harry was frozen in his place with wide eyes looked back to Bree who frantically shocked her head and with wide eyes. 'Thanks a lot sister' Harry thought to himself.
Harry stepped into the fireplace.
"In you go. That's it. Mind your head"
Harry took some powder from Mrs. Weasley.
"That's it very good. Don't forget to speak very very clearly"
Harry looked at the Weasley's and his sister and took a deep breath.
"Diagonally" He said and dropped the powder.
Bree mentally face palmed herself knowing he said wrong.
"What did he say dear?" Mrs Weasley asked.
"Diagonally" Mr Weasley answered.
"I thought he did. Now Bree dear do the same thing as they both did. Come on. Don't be afraid and speak clearly" Mrs Weasley smiled.
Bree gulped and stepped forward towards the fireplace and got in. She took her powder and looked at Fred and George who smirked and at Ginny who smiled and nodded.
She glared at the Weasley twins and cleared her throat.
"DIAGON ALLEY" She said and dropped her powder and got out of another fireplace in diagon alley.
She walked from the fireplace and looked around and see if she could spot Harry or Ron or both. But instead she spotted Hermione and her parents walking towards her direction.
She immediately ran towards Hermione who also spotted her and smiled widely and hugged her tightly because she missed her friend.
"Mione"
"Bree" they spoke at the same time.
Hermione's parents smiled at them both being happy that Hermione had a nice and caring friend.
They both pulled away and still smiled to each other.
"Bree this is my mom and dad. Mom and dad this is Ambree Potter" Hermione introduced.
"Hello Mrs and Mr Granger. Pleasure to meet you" She said smiling and shaking their hands.
"It's very nice to meet you Ambree. Hermione have told us so much about you" Mr Granger said.
"And please call us Jean and Andrew" Mrs Granger said.
(AN: JK. Rowling never gave them names in the books or movies so I just came up with names. Jean because it's Hermiones middle name and Andrew bc why not?)
Bree nodded and smiled to Hermiones parents but felt a bit jealousy to Hermione because she had her parents with her to Diagon Alley.
"Oh and Hermione have you seen Harry?" Bree asked.
"No actually I haven't. Sorry. Are you and Harry alone?"
"No. We are with Ron's family"
Meanwhile Harry was sliding out of an another fireplace being dusty. He looked for his glasses and looked around the place he was in frowning.
He looked into a glas cabinet which had weird stuff in it. Looked around more and walked out of the weird store.
He walked out and looked at the place who didn't look like Diagon Alley. There was weird looking witches and wizards there looking and smiling weirdly at him.
"Ron? Bree?"
A witch walked to him.
"Not lost are you my dear?"
"I'm fine, thank you. I was just going..."
He turned to more weird people. And the witch walked behind him with her hand on his shoulder.
"Come with us. We'll help you find your way back"
"No please"
"Harry?" A familiar voice said.
Harry looked to the source of the voice.
"Hagrid!"
"What do you think you're doing down here? Come on!"
Harry ran up to the stairs towards Hagrid and they both walked away.
"You're a mess Harry. Sulking around Knockturn Alley? Dodgey place. Don't want people to see you there. People will think you're up to no good. And where is Bree?"
"I don't know, she's probably with the others. And I was lost. I- hang on. What were you doing there then?"
"Me? I was.... I was looking for Flesh- eating Slug Repellent. They're ruining all the school cabbages"
They continued to walk down the streets in now Diagon Alley. And Hermione and Bree was walking out of a store and spotted Harry and Hagrid.
"Harry! Hagrid!" Hermione said.
"Harry you're so dumb! What if you were kidnapped? Or worse, dead? You were supposed to say 'Diagon Alley' not 'diagonally' that's just-" Harry interrupted his babbling sister.
"Bree I'm fine. See?"
"Well anyways. Hello Bree and Hermione" Hagrid said.
"Hello Hagrid" Bree answered.
"It's so good to see you" Hermione said to Harry.
"It's great to see you too"
"What did you do to your glasses?"
Hermione sighed and smiled while taking out her wand.
"Occulus Reparo" She pointed her wand to Harry's broken glass on his glasses.
"Definitely need to remember that one" Harry chuckled.
"You'll be alraighr now then Harry? Right I'll leave you to it"
"Bye Hagrid"
"Okay bye"
"Thank you. Bye" They all three said and walked walked into the book shop.
Mrs Weasley saw Harry.
"Oh Harry. Thank goodness. We'd hoped you'd only gone one grate too far" Mrs Weasley said and brushed off dust from Harry's robe.
"Ladies and gentlemen. Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart" Some reporter said.
People gasped and Mrs Weasley looked lovingly towards him.
"Here he is"
Lockhart walked out to the applauding room and smiled to everyone.
Bree and Harry frowned at him and Bree just immediately disliked him even though she thinks it's wrong to judge too fast.
"Mum fancies him"
Mrs Weasley gasped and slapped him on his shoulder.
"Make way there please. Let me by madam. Thank you" The photographer said.
"Excuse me little girl. This is for the Daily Prophet"
Lockhart posed infront of the camera who took pictures of him.
And then Lockhart looked into the crowd and spotted Harry and Bree.
"It can't be Ambree and Harry Potter" Lockhart said.
"Harry Potter! Ambree Potter! Excuse me madam" The photographer said and grabbed the twins.
"Ow! Let me go"
Lockhart grabbed them both before they could process something.
"Nice big smile Harry and Ambree. Toghether, you both and I rate the front page"
Ambree looked uncomfortable and tried to get away from Lockhart who had a strong grip on them both.
"Ladies and gentlemen, what an extraordinary moment this is. When both young Potters stepped into Flourish and Blotts this morning to purchase my autobiography Magical Me"
The crowd applauded and Mrs Weasley and Hermione looked lovingly at him and applauded along with everyone hysterically. Ron looked around at people as if they was unbelievable.
Gilderoy Lockhart continued.
"Which incidentally is currently celebrating its 27th week atop the Daily Prophet bestseller list"
The crowd again applauded and cheered ans Malfoy who was a floor above them looked down at them with an expression of disgust and jealousy.
"They had no idea that they would in fact be leaving with my entire collected works... free of charge"
He finished giving them both a stack of books wich made Bree frowning and pretending to throw up. And the photographer took a picture of them.
The crowd again applauded and the twins walked back to their friends.
"Now, Ladies"
"Harry, Bree now give me those and I'll get them signed. All of you wait outside. That's it" Mrs Weasley said an everyone was on their way to walk out.
Draco was shown ripping out a page out of a book and walked downstairs towards them.
"I bet you loved that, didn't you Potters? Famous Harry Potter and Ambree Potter. Can't even go to the bookshop without making to the front page" Malfoy spat.
"Leave him/her alone" Fred and Ginny said at the same time.
"Ah. Look Potters. You've got yourselves a boyfriend and a girlfriend"
Fred and Ginny blushed slightly at what Malfoy said.
A man who was an older version of Draco walked in and put a cane on his shoulder.
"Now now Draco play nicely. Mr and Ms Potter"
He took both of their hands to shake them.
"Lucius Malfoy. We meet at last" Lucius said calmly.
But Bree knew it was 'like father like son' and took away her hand immediately after he shook it. But he grabbed her hand again and pulled himself closer to her and Harry.
"Forgive me" He brushes away their hair of their foreheads to look at their scars.
"Your scars are legends. As of course is the wizard who gave them to you"
The twins both backed off.
"Voldemort killed our parents" Harry said.
"He was nothing more than a murderer" Bree also said.
"Hmm. You must be very brave to mention his name. Or very foolish"
Hermione suddenly spoke up.
"Fear of the name only increases the fear of the thing itself"
Lucius Malfoy turned to Hermione.
"And you must be... Miss Granger?" He said as a question looking at his son who nodded.
"Yes Draco has told me all about you. And your parents. Muggles aren't they?" He said and looked judging to her parents.
"Let me see. Red hair, vacant expressions. Tatty second hand book. You must be the Weasley's"
"I would rather be Kind, Simple and be poor than being rude, snobby and being rich. It's never okay to judge people because of their money Mr. Malfoy" Bree said with narrowed eyes.
Lucius glared at her and was about to talk back to her before Mr Weasley walked up to them.
"Children. It's mad in here. Let's go outside"
"Well well well Weasley Senior"
"Lucius"
"Busy time at the Ministry Arthur. All those extra raids? I do hope they're paying you overtime. But judging the state of this. I guess not" Lucius said holding up the second hand book.
"What's the use in being a disgrace to the name of wizard if they don't even pay you well for it?" Lucius said smirking.
"We have a very different idea about what disgraces the name of wizard. Malfoy" Mr Weasley argued.
"Clearly. Associating with Muggles" Lucius said and gave Ginny's book back.
But Bree was sure that he put back two books when it was one book before but pushed the thought away.
"And I thought your family could sink no lower. I'll see you at work" Lucius said and walked out.
Malfoy jr came to them.
"See you at school" And then walked out.
Bree could swear that he saw Malfoy smiling with guilt to her before he walked out but she thought that she just were delusional.