Thomas pov,
It was morning when we arrived at the Burrow, the Weasley family's residence; landing on the ground, we drove straight towards a pig pen, with two pigs relaxing inside, before coming to a complete stop.
Fred walked to the window and opened it to unlock the door. "Come on. Okay, come on." he told us. He checked to see if the coast was clear then beckoned the others inside, shushing us as he did so, "Okay, come on."
The door led straight into a kitchen. Me and Harry saw the sink with the water running. Inside was a bronze pan being washed by a brush that was hovering in the air! Me and Harry continued to explore the magical house as the Weasleys took off their coats.
Their houses was probably one of the best things I had ever seen. The magic in this place was amazing and blew me away.
"Do you think it'd be all right if we had some of this?" Ron asked. I turned to see him looking at some food on the table.
George half-smiled, "Yeah, Mum would never know." he told Ron. I looked up at the grandfather clock and saw that at the ends of the arrows, it had Fred, George and Ron's faces looking up as it turned.
I followed Harry as we walked into the living room, where there was cloth being knitted on a couth in the air.
"It's not much, but it's home." Ron said as he walked up to the 2 of us.
"This is paradise." I said in awe.
"I think it's...brilliant." Harry replied as well.
Ron looked up and must've seen our mesmerized faces because then he smiled as well.
"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?"
All of us nearly jumped out of their skin from the sudden yelling voice. We turned to see it was Mrs. Weasley, who stood in the doorway, furious. They all hid the breakfast rolls they took from the kitchen behind their backs. She smiles sweetly at Harry and me, changing expressions in an instant, "Harry, Thomas, how wonderful to see you, dears." She said sweetly as she walked up to us. She turned back to Fred, George and Ron with her hands on her hips, "Beds empty! No note! Car gone! You could've died! You could've been seen!" She turned back to Harry and me, "Of course, I don't blame you, Harry, dear. Nor you either, Thomas."
"They were starving him, Mum! There were bars on their windows! You know what the orphanage Thomas lives in is like." Ron defended, his mouth stuffed with food.
"Well, you'd best hope that I don't put bars on your window, Ronald Weasley!" She said as she pointed at him right in the face. She then started softening instantly. "Come on, Harry, Thomas. Time for a spot of breakfast."
We were all then sitting around the dinner table in the kitchen as Mrs. Weasley dished up breakfast. I could hear someone was running down the stairs, "Here we are, Harry. And there you, Thomas." she said as she dished us food. "Now tuck in. That's it. There we go."
Ginny then came from the stairs in her pajamas and ran up to her mother, "Mum. Mummy, have you seen my jumper?" she asked.
"Yes dear. It was on the cat." Mrs. Weasley told her. She then looked down and Harry and immediately got wide eyed.
"Hello." He greeted. Ginny slowly backed away before running off, making Fred and George silently laugh, "W-what did I do?" he asked Ron.
"Ginny. She's been talking about you all summer. Bit annoying, really." Ron told him.
A man then showed up from the door we had previously entered from. Mr. Weasley. "Morning, Weasleys!" he greeted.
"Morning, Dad!' The Weasley boys greeted back in unison.
"Morning, Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley greeted as he walked into the living room to put down his things.
" What a night. Nine raids. Nine!" He yelled, clearly exhausted.
I turned to Ron, "Raids?" I asked.
"Dad works in the Ministry of Magic. In the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. Dad loves Muggles. Thinks they're fascinating."
He then sat down at the end of the table after kissing his wife on the cheek, "Well now. Ah." he finally noticed me and Harry, glancing at us, "And who are you 2?" he asked.
"Oh, sorry sir. I'm Harry, sir, Harry Potter." Harry greeted.
"I'm Thomas Jacobs, sir." I greeted afterwards.
He was clearly taken by surprise, "Good Lord, are you really? Ron's told us all about you, of course. When did he get here?" he started cutting up his food.
"This morning." Mrs. Weasley began darkly, "Your sons flew that enchanted car of yours to Surrey and back last night."
"Did you really!... How'd it go?!" He asked excitedly
Everyone began to talk about what happened, but stopped when Mrs. Weasley slapped her husband on the arm.
Mr. Weasley caught Mrs. Weasley's eye. Fred, George, Ron, Harry and I were hiding their laughter
"I mean...that was very wrong, indeed, boys. Very wrong of you."
All of us tried to hide our laughter. Mrs. Weasley was the only one not amused by all this. He then turned back to us, "Now, Thomas, Harry, you 2 must know all about Muggles. Tell me, what exactly is the function of a rubber duck?"
Somehow not even I knew that question. "Oh, umm..." Looks like Harry didn't even know the answer either as he trailed off.
An owl screeched in the distance, making us all turn towards the source pf the sound outside. "Well, that'll be Errol with the post." Mrs. Weasley said. I then could finally see than an owl was flying right towards the house. So Errol was their owl? It then slammed right into the window and fell. Not a very smart one in that. "Oh, fetch it will you Percy, please?" she asked her other son, who sat beside Fred and George.
Percy got up and walked to the window, "Errol." he said and the bird immediately jumped onto the open windowsill with letters in hand.
"He's always doing that." Ron told me and Harry.
Percy took the letters from Errol and examined them, "Oh look, it's our Hogwarts letters." He walked back to the table, "And they've sent us Harry's as well."
Percy began to hand each of us our letters, "Dumbledore must know you're here, Harry, and Thomas. Doesn't miss a trick, that man." Mr. Weasley told us.We each opened our letters. It was just a bunch of school stuff we will need for the year, "This lot won't come cheap, Mum. The spell books alone are very expensive." Fred said as Mrs. Weasley took Harry's list and read through it."We'll manage." She read through it then looked up at the table, "Right then. There's only one place we're going to get all of this... Diagon Alley."
A bit of time passed and all of us were in our Hogwarts robes in front of a large fireplace. Mrs. Weasley picked up a pot of the mantel from the fireplace, "You first, Harry dear." she told him. She offered Harry a flowerpot. At the bottom was a layer of very soft dust. Harry frowned in confusion. "But Harry's never traveled by Floo powder before, Mum." Ron told her.
"Floo Powder?" Harry asked as he looked over at Ron. I didn't have a clue what Floo Powder was, but my mom did mention it a few times. How she would run out of it. How she always lost a bag of it. But not what it was for.
"Oh, well, you go first, Ron. So that Harry and Thomas can see how it's done. Yes." She gestured for Ron to come forward and he walked into the fireplace as his mom guided him, "In you go. That's it."Ron took a handful of the dust from the pot and Mrs. Weasley stepped back. Ron held up the dust, "Diagon Alley!" He then threw down the Floo Powder and disappeared in a burst of green flames.I stepped back in fear and shock from what just happened. Magic was too cool. Everyone stepped towards the fireplace, "You see? It's quite easy, dear. Don't be afraid. Come on." Mrs. Weasley said as she held out her hand for him. Mr. Weasley pushed Harry gently towards her and she guided him in, "Come on. In you go. That's it. Mind your head. That's right. Now, take your Floo powder." She held the pot in front of him and Harry took a handful, "That's it, very good." She began to step back as he held her finger in the air, "Now, don't forget to speak very, very clearly."Mrs. Weasley stepped fully back with her arms in front of me and her children. Harry prepared himself and took a deep breath. The finally, he spoke, "Diagonally!" He threw the powder on the ground and disappeared in a green flame.Wait, what did he say? 'cause it did not sound like Diagon Alley. "What did he say, dear?" Mrs. Weasley asked her husband." 'Diagonally.' " He answered."I thought he did." Mrs. Weasley then said. She then looked down at me, "Well, now it's your turn, Thomas."
I looked at her wide eyed. I glanced at the fireplace and took a big gulp before hesitantly heading inside the fireplace. She handed me the pot of Floo Powder and I took a handful. "Now remember. Diagon. Alley." She said, mouthing her words as clearly as possible.
I nodded my head and held the powder in the air, "...Diagon Alley!" I dropped the powder and was engulfed in flames.