When I got the owl telling me that fifth-years and above could return to the school early this year, I was ecstatic. Granted, I feel a bit bad about coming earlier than Ron, but he'll be along soon enough, I hope. As much as I love the Burrow, for some reason I just wanted to get back to Hogwarts.
For one thing, there are a lot more opportunities to practice flying here. I'm really going to have to practice to make up for missing the better part of last season. I'm kind of glad that Ginny said she'd was going to switch to chaser this year so that we don't have to compete for the position. I think I leant her my Firebolt a few too many times this summer to be comfortable with that prospect. Seriously, though, she really has improved.
Another reason that I felt drawn back to school is that I wanted a few moments of peace, and there's loads of peace in my empty dorm room. Maybe a little too much peace, but the others will be here soon and there's always Hermione. Crookshanks was sitting in Hermione's favorite armchair by the fire, so she is already here, like she said she would be. I assume she's in her room, studying, and of course all of Gryffindor knows that boys can't go up the girls' staircase after what happened to Ron last year, though that slide might be kind of fun if you were expecting it. I'm sure I'll see her at breakfast in the morning.
I think I'll slip on my Invisibility cloak and wander down to the prefects' bathroom on the fifth floor and see if that password still works, since no one is around to catch me. After that, I think I'll take this opportunity to sleep in a room without my snoring roommates.