Harry sighed heavily as he packed up his trunk, his forehead was scrunched up in thought as he crouched over to look under the bed to look for his favorite shirt. With a triumphant cry, he crawled out with his hand clenched around the sleeve of a yellow and striped Henley shirt with a wasp on the front, and printed in large letters across the back was Wimbourne Wasps."Found what you were looking for?" an amused voice asked for the doorway, looking up he saw Hermione standing there smirking with her trunk packed at her feet."Yep" he said happily holding it out for her to see."And you left packing until the last moment again didn't you?" she asked raising an eyebrow."I have no idea what you are talking about" he responded loftily."I'm sure you don't" she sniggered."Are you two ready to go?!" Tom called down the east wing hallway."YES!" they yelled back in unison.