Chapter one the beginning

Hogwarts, the school of witchcraft and wizardry has always been a home to many different students. But few have ever regarded it as being 'home' but more as just their school, they just go there during term time and then go back home at the end of term. But for the last 6 years of two students lives, Hogwarts has been home rather than school, an escape from the muggle world, an escape from troubles at home and most of all, the place where they are accepted. The two students in question are Sam Sutton, who is a half blood by blood status, his mother being a witch and his father being a muggle, therefore is ridiculed for it, and Hermione Granger. She is full muggle born, yet a remarkable witch but is singled out from other students and is called 'mudblood'. These two particular students became close after a disagreement between Harry, Ron and Hermione. She was alone one evening crying to herself in a corner of the Gryfindor tower when Sam appeared from a walk around the grounds, and noticed she was upset. He went over to see what was wrong; they connected instantly and quickly got talking about their lives outside the walls of Hogwarts. After a short space of time, the two became closer than expected and Hermione rapidly developed feelings for him that she had never felt before for a boy yet alone Sam her best friend. However she wouldn't dare say anything to him, as she had a fear of him acting differently towards her. Now, the time has come to go back to Hogwarts for the final year. Will this year be as free of drama as the last was? We will soon see..

It was a reliably hot summers day in a little county called Shropshire, the soft smell of fresh mown grass hanging in the air while a large yellow sun unavoidable in the spotless blue sky reins heat down on the land as a classic dark red mini hurtles along a country lane, gathering speed and then braking for another corner on the long twisting road till it reaches a pull in just before a T-junction onto the main road. Out steps a young adult male, standing six feet two inches tall, with a muscular and athletically toned body tanned from hours of lying about in the sun, spiked black blue hair, dark brown eyes covered with a pair of aviator style sunglasses to block the bright midday sun, a pair of white and blue board shorts hanging from his hips showing his brightly coloured boxers and a tight blue coloured vest showing off his large muscular arms. Sam looked down and his phone with a distinct interest at the notice it had on the screen.. 'Incoming call' Pressing the green button on the key pad of his phone he brings the phone up to his ear still unsure as to why his phone didn't say who it was that's calling, a kind of unease starts to come across his mind as if he is expecting something bad... His mind racing, his imagination in top gear thinking who would be calling him…

"Hello?"

"Hey Sam its 'Mione how are you?"

"Christ Mione I nearly had a heart attack, why have you got your caller id turned off? I'm good though thanks just on my way into town to get some stuff before I pack for London, how about you?"

Taking the phone away from her ear Hermione laughs and then places the phone carefully back to her ear.

"Sorry just fancied giving you a bit of a fright. But yeah I'm really good thanks just sick of packing already and I have to get my bloody mum to take me to town to get my stuff before I get the train to London. I wish I could drive like you can. (Sighing slightly Hermione without realising starts to trace the edge of her sofa's arm ) are you still driving that mini?"

"Yeah I'm still driving my beast of a Mini. That's what I was doing before I had to pull over to check weather my sub was actually working, or whether my exhaust just drowns it out" he chuckled deeply to himself before continuing

"so . . .how are things with your mum been this summer?"

Sighing sadly, Hermione turned and looked into the kitchen, only to see her mother's back facing her and the TV droning on about the news, "debatable, as always I guess. I just stay out of her way nowadays. I'm sorry I haven't been in touch, you know how she is like with me contacting with the owls. She'd also taken my mobile", she looked down at her lap and twirled a piece of string around her fingers.

"That's okay Mione, you know me. I'm useless most of the time coz I'm always working. But hey, we will be seeing each other again soon! Are we still staying in the Leaky Cauldron? I've booked a double room because Tom was telling me he couldn't get us separate rooms."

"Yeah that's okay, I don't mind sharing, but I wonder why it's so busy? I thought we would have been alright seeing as we are getting there early? Oh well no worries. Anyway Sam, I'm gonna have to go back to packing my trunk and let you go shopping. I'll speak to you later about where we are meeting okay? Love you"

"Yeah sure, speak later"

Hanging up, a cheeky grin highlights Sam's face. He turns back to his car, looks up at the bright blue sky and then walks around to get back into the drivers seat of the little mini. Fastening himself into the black and white racing seats, Sam turned the song that is playing up to full on the sound system. As the bass pounded the little car's frame, he started the engine and turned right at the T-junction. His aim was to get to the nearest town as soon as he could... Soon, all you could hear was the beats of the song as he hurtled off in a cloud of dust and noise.