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A/N: Welcome all to the first chapter of my new fic, The Lost Prophecy, or LP for short. It is an AU Harry Potter fic set in sixth year. Warning to all though, the rating will go up in the future for... content, and there are (gasp!) OC's. If you no likee, you no readee. Comprenez-vous? Oui! Bien! So without further ado, The Lost Prophecy ladies and gentlemen!
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The Lost Prophecy
Chapter 1: The TrainThe summer was coming to a close.
It was September 1 and Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Ron and Ginny Weasley pushed their trunk-laden trolleys along Platform 9 ¾, weaving their way amongst the small groups of people gathered there. A new year of school was about to begin at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
The summer had been hard for Harry, what with the death of his godfather, Sirius. For the first week after the end of term, he had mostly kept to his room at 4 Privet Drive. The Dursleys, being of course the caring family they were, completely ignored him, leaving Harry to wallow in his misery. Returning to the Order Headquarters was some help. Through the combined efforts of Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, with help from Fred and George, Harry at least didn't hide in his room as often.
OWL results had come. Hermione, to no one's surprise, had managed to get Outstanding's in every subject with the exception of Astronomy (the reason being that she, like many of the people in her year, was too distracted by the night's events to properly finish.) She achieved a total of 13 OWL's.
Ron surprised himself by achieving 9 OWL's, with Outstanding's in Defense against the Dark Arts and Care of Magical Creatures.
Harry had gotten 10 OWL's, and managed to get Outstanding's in Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, and Care of Magical Creatures. He had felt a slight surge of joy at this, knowing that Professor Snape would have to let him into his NEWT's Potions class. That joy soon disappeared when he realized that it would mean another two years of class with Snape.
One thought still dwelled in Harry's mind, however: how to defeat Voldemort. After finding out about the prophecy, it become clear to him that he had to either take out Voldemort, or die trying.
Hopefully it was the former rather than the latter. He had neglected to tell Ron and Hermione about the prophecy, however, knowing all too well what their reactions would be.
A few minutes later, Harry was sitting alone in an empty compartment on the Hogwarts Express. Ron and Hermione had left for the prefect's car and Ginny had gone to see her boyfriend, Dean. Harry was just starting to settle into another wave of depression when the compartment door opened. Standing there were two girls.
The two were about the same height. One of the girls had wavy dark brown hair that reached just below her shoulders and green eyes that rivaled Harry's. The other girl had waist-length chocolate brown hair and gold coloured eyes. They were both wearing robes of dark violet.
"Excuse me," the green-eyed girl asked, "can we sit in here?" Harry noticed that, rather than having a British accent, the girl had a North American accent.
"Sure, no problem," Harry replied, feeling rather grateful for the company. He didn't want the time to dwell on his life. He had enough of that, thank you very much.
The two girls shuffled into the compartment, the green eyed girl lugging a cage with a black owl in it. They sat down on the seat across from Harry. Then the golden-eyed girl gasped.
"Are you Harry Potter?" Here we go again Harry thought. He nodded, just then remembering that he didn't smooth his hair over his scar as usual.
"I'm Evelyn Keyes, but please call me Evie," she said, extending her hand. "This is Janina MacDonald, also known as Nina." She gestured to her friend. Harry looked over at Nina, who was staring out the window, entranced.
"Nina? Hello?" Evie was poking the other girl, trying to snap her out of her trance. It worked as Nina gave a little jump.
"Oh, hi," she said, blushing slightly. Evie rolled her eyes.
"So," Harry spoke, trying to make a conversation, "are you two transfers or something? I haven't seen you at Hogwarts before."
"Yes. We, along with eight other students, are transferring from the Maple Academy of Magic in Canada." Well, Harry thought, this was starting to make for an interesting year already.
"You're in sixth year, right?" Evie nodded. "I've been reading a lot about Hogwarts," she said, pulling a copy of Hogwarts, a History from her bag. "I hope I'm in Ravenclaw, but Gryffindor won't be bad either. I just hope I'm not going to be in Hufflepuff or Slyth-" she broke off at the look on Nina's face, which had contorted into a sort of grimace.
"Bet you any money I'm in Slytherin," she said dryly. "My dad graduated from Hogwarts and then moved to Canada. Almost all of my dad's family has been in Slytherin." Harry was momentarily speechless.
"There is a good chance that you won't be in Slytherin. My godfather," he paused. "All of my godfather's family was in Slytherin, but he was sorted into Gryffindor." Nina smiled at him.
"Thanks, but I'm still pretty sure I'll be in Slytherin."
Meanwhile, elsewhere on the train, two other transfers were settling in. Their names were Ciara and Miranda, and they had a goal to be the new Fred and George Weasley. They were plotting the prank of pranks, one that would be sure to shake things up a bit…
Back in the compartment, Harry was conversing with Evie and Nina. Nina had somewhat come out of the shell she was in and had become more talkative. They talked about random things: Hogsmede (both girls were really excited about the trips), classes, Quidditch (Nina was a chaser back at her old school), and magic schools when the compartment door opened.
Standing there was one of Harry's least favourite people in the world: Draco Malfoy. Only today, he was flanked not by his two cronies Crabbe and Goyle, but a tall, slender blond girl in the same purple robes that both Evie and Nina wore.
"Well Potter, what do we have here?" Draco sneered. "Who are they?" He stared at Evie and Nina. Nina returned his stare, unblinking, but Evie instead focused her attention on the blond girl.
"Hiya Isabelle," she said. The blond girl smiled. "Evie, Nina, there you two are! I want to introduce to my new friend. His name is-" Isabelle was cut off when Harry stood up, fuming.
"Get the hell out of this compartment, Malfoy," he growled. Draco smirked. "It's a free country, Potter. I can stay here if I want. Especially now that we've found Isa's friends."
"I don't care. Get the hell out or I'll hex you, Death Eater scum!" He whipped out his wand, Draco doing the same.
"God, Draco, save it for school," Isabelle said in an exasperated tone. She tugged on Draco's robes. "If you can't be nice, we're leaving." Draco growled, then rushed out of the compartment.
Isabelle turned to Nina and Evie. "See you guys later," she said as she left the compartment.
"What the bloody hell was that all about?" Nina asked, turning to Harry. Harry briefly explained to the two girls about the animosity between him and Draco.
"Evie, I'd watch out for him if I were you. He hates anyone who isn't pureblood and filthy rich like he is. Add that to the fact that his father is a death Eater and recently escaped from Azkaban."
Over the summer, Lucius Malfoy and all the other Death Eaters arrested at the Ministry of Magic had broken out of Azkaban. Well, there wasn't really much to break out of now that the Dementors had joined Voldemort and the Ministry officials in Azkaban were probably under the Imperious curse.
Evie smiled. "Don't worry, Harry. I think I'll be able to handle that snobbish twerp." Nina giggled a bit at this statement.
"By the way," Harry asked, "who was that girl with Malfoy?"
"That's Isabelle Stevenson," answered Evie. "She's one of my best friends, also being a transfer." A thought suddenly occurred to Harry.
"Hang on. If Malfoy's here, that means that the prefect meeting should be over. Where are Ron and Hermione?" His question was answered a minute later when, for the third time that day, the compartment door opened, and Hermione stepped in.
"There you are, Harry. I've been looking all over for you. I just ran into Malfoy out there. He's with some blond girl. Must be his new girlfriend, although I can't say I've seen her before." Nina snorted, and Hermione jumped, not having noticed the two girls before.
"Isa, that twat's girlfriend? Hardly. Isa swore off guys a long time ago," Nina clarified. Harry, seeing Hermione's apparent confusion, hastily made introductions.
"By the way, Hermione, where's Ron?" he asked. Hermione frowned.
"That idiot? He decided to go find Ginny and Dean to see if they were snogging somewhere." Everyone laughed at this statement. They reverted back to the earlier conversation about magical schooling, Hermione joining in with ease. A few minutes later, Ron stepped in. He, however, noticed Evie and Nina right away.
"Oh, you two must be transfers. I met another one of you out in the hall. Some bloke named Blake who was making passes at a pair of seventh year girls." Nina and Evie both laughed at this.
"Good old Blake," Evie said. "Can't even wait a day before hitting on the first girls he sees."
Conversation continued in the compartment, and a couple of hours later, they would soon be arriving at Hogwarts.
Well, Harry thought, "this is sure going to be an interesting year."
A/N: I you like this chapter, review, and give me constructive criticism or just tell me how much you like it. All flames will be used to roast my beta-reader (Just jokingRitsu!) Before you flame me, however, many thanks to Ristu-chan for beta-ing this chapter. Without her, I would be very lost indeed. Until next chapter!