"Di..Dia..gonalley!" Harry called out coughing as the dust and flames erupted around him, right before he lost track of everything he heard his Father sigh in exasperation and his Sister and Cousin laugh loudly. It felt like his spinning body was being forcefully sucked into a drain, he pulled his arms in tighter after he felt his elbow smack the bricks of the passing gates. He held his breathe in a futile attempt to stop inhaling the smoke and dust around him. Suddenly he came to a sudden stop, he had reached his destination, before he could register his surroundings his body lurched forward from the force of the floo, his eyes wide and arms flailing he went down. With a loud and sickening crunch, he felt his nose breaking as his face connected with a solid, cold, concrete floor. Moaning loudly, he rolled onto his back with his hands clutching his nose, he could feel the blood leaking down his face.