Complicated
Chapter One: The Witch from California
By, Rosekeet
A/N:This is my fist PERSONAL Harry Potter fic. I don't really have a plot line laid out. I'm just kinda winging it. I've written one chapter of "Oh Boy! We go to Hogwarts!" for the freaky five. So, well, bear with me! It'll get better! Ron and Hermione romance! Also, this fic is named from Avril Lavigne's song Complicated which is a really rad song. They lyrics will be included at the begining of each chapter. They go with the story, it may not make sense now, but it'll work in the end.
Uh-huh
Life's like this
Uh-huh, uh-huh
That's the way it is
'Cause life's like this
Uh-huh, Uh-huh
That's the way it is
"I'm starved!" Ron groaned as he leaned against the Gryffindor table.
"Me too." Said Harry as he looked at up at the enchanted ceiling. Dark, angry looking clouds were spewing rain. "I hope they start the sorting soon..."
"They better hurry up..." Ron growled. "And where in the name of Merlin's beard is Hermione?"
"She's over there." Harry said pointing across the crowed hall where a girl with lots of brown, bushy hair, and a silver prefects badge was hurrying towards them.
"Hello." She said briskly as she sat down.
"Where were you?" Ron asked. Hermione smiled. She had a nice smile, now that her large two front teeth had been shrunk the year before.
"I went with Rosalie on the boats. Isn't it stupid? She's our age and they made her ride those boats across the lake with all the first years!"
"Who's Rosalie?" Harry asked.
"Oh, she's-" A hush fell over the great hall as Dumbledore stood up. His half moon spectacles were resting on his crooked nose. There was no twinkle in his eyes tonight though. He looked very tired, and very old. He must have been busy this summer...Harry thought. He felt his stomach seize up as he did every time he thought of what had happened the year before. He shivered and looked over to the Ravenclaw table. Cho Chang looked sad.
"Well. Here we begin another year." Dumbledore said, his voice sounding strong but tired at the same time. "The new first years shall be sorted along with a new foreign exchange student then you can all eat!" He said smiling at the crowd. Dumbledore sat back down and watched as Professor McGonagall, her black hat askew, sat the three-legged stool down with the old and battered sorting hat down in the middle of the stage.
An exchange student? Was that who Hermione was with?
A line of cold, soggy looking first years walked on to the stage. They all were trembling. Except for the girl in the front.
She was much taller than all the rest. A blonde braid that reached to her knees hung down her back. Her head was held high and she walked as if she felt that she was somebody. She turned to face the hall and gazed leavily around it. She had big, blue eyes. Harry saw Malfoy whispering something to Goyle. Ron was staring at her and smiling to himself. She was EXTREMLY pretty.
"Thats Rosalie." Hermione whispered. Harry nodded, and hopped she would be a Gryffindor.
"Our first student will be joining the 5th years of one house. Allison, Rosalie!"
Rosalie swooped down onto the stool and placed the hat on her head. It slid down over her eyes. Her hands lay still in her lap. Harry thought he could see them trembling. She sat on the stool as if it were a throne. Everything was very silent. The students starred intently at her, all the boys hopping she would be in their house. The minutes ticked by.
Harry looked at the new watch Hermione had given him for his birthday.
"It's been two minutes." He whispered. Hermione furrowed her brow. People were growing restless. Malfoy had taken to prodding a 3rd year ravenclaw girl in the back.
"Three minutes" Harry whispered. Hermione looked worried. The Ravenclaw slapped Malfoy's hand away.
"Four."
"That's got to be some kind of record." Ron whispered in awe starring at the girl.
"No. The record is ten." Hermione whispered back promptly. Second place is 4 minutes 45 seconds." Ron rolled his eyes. The girl hadn't moved. She sat still as stone. Dumbledore was looking intently at the hat and muttering something under his breath. That's odd... Harry thought.
"Five minutes. She's beaten the second place record. Why is it taking so long?"
"Some people are more difficult to place than others." Hermione whispered. "It took the hat almost 2 minutes to sort you Harry." Harry watched the girl. Her hands were still resting motionless in her lap. Her black robes were flowing all around the stool.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat called out to the hall. Harry, Hermione and Ron cheered with the rest of the Gryffindors as Rosalie Allison walked importantly towards the table.
Malfoy was looking menacing. One more Gryffindor for him to deal with. Besides Rosalie was PRETTY, and he didn't stand a chance with a Gryffindor. As Rosalie walked by he put his leg out in her path. Her nose was so up in the air she wouldn't see it, Malfoy thought. Rosalie stopped momentarily to give it a good hard kick out of the way and sat down next to Hermione. Malfoy bit his lip and grabbed his shin and began to rock in pain. Harry and Ron looked a Malfoy and then at Rosalie who was gazing at the stage once again.
Ron grinned at Harry and cheered as Lance Basen joined the Gryffindors. Harry glanced sideways at Rosalie. She had pink, smooth cheeks. Her eyes were very, blue and looked some what, haunted, they reminded Harry of Sirius's eyes. Her long blonde braid was hanging down her front and she was playing with the ends. Her red lips curled into a smile as Emily Bleck was added to their number. Harry decided right then and there that he liked Rosalie. Kelly Haut became a Ravenclaw. Jon Steinberg became a Heffelpuff. Dumbledore stood up as Geoff Zimmer became a Slytherin and headed to the Slytherin table.
"So we begin another year." Dumbledore said looking around the great hall. Harry had never seen him look so tired. "Before we eat the delicious feast that has been prepared for us I'd like to tell the new students the rules. And remind the older ones." He said looking towards Fred, George, and Harry and Ron with a smile. "As you all know what happened last year I will say that it is more importent than ever to obey the rules for your own safety as well as the safety of others. No students are allowed in the Forbidden forest. No magic is to be used in the halls between classes and Mr. Flitch has asked me to tell you that tripping tops have been added to the list of forbidden objects. With that done let us EAT!" With Dumbledore's last word the golden plates and goblets filled with food. Ron grabbed the nearest thing and began to pile food on his plate.
"Well, that was intresting." Rosalie said to Hermione in a thick American accent. "Do they do that for EVERY student that comes here?"
"Yep!" Hermione.
"So you've seen 5 of these?"
"Yes."
"This is only the 2nd one I've seen since my own." Harry commented as he bit into a soft, warm roll. Rosalie looked over at Harry.
"Really? Why's that?"
"Well, our 2nd year was when me and Ron flew his dads car to school..."
"Boy did we get in trouble." Ron said as he shoved mashed potatoes and gravy into his mouth.
"How cool! But, why'd you fly a car to school anyway? Why not take the train?" Rosalie asked as she examined a plate of gray looking pudding. Harry looked sheepish.
"Long story..." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"You two are luck they didn't expel you!"
"Do you know how often we here this?" Ron asked. Rosalie laughed.
Hermione shot Ron a dirty look and said,
"These are my friends Ron Weasley and Harry Potter."
"Hi." Rosalie said. "I'm Rosalie Allison." She shook Ron and Harry's hands. Her eyes lingered on Harry's for a brief moment. She smiled at him. She had a beautiful smile. Her teeth were very white. Around her neck was a thin silver chain with a miniature pocket watch on the end. Words were etched into it but Harry couldn't read them. Rosalie turned back towards her food and started on a slice of roast beef.
"So what part of the US are you from?" Ron asked.
"How'd you know I was from the US? Oh. It's my accent. Gosh. Its so weird thinking I have an accent! ...I'm from California."
"What part?" Harry asked thinking back to his geography lessons he'd had with Dudley in his old school. It seemed like eons ago.
"Up north. Near Chico. I doubt you know where that is though."
"Don't they have a Wizarding school around there?" Hermione asked.
"Yes. It's right out side of Roseville, the wizarding village."
"Did you like the school?" Harry asked.
"Yes. It was right over a cliff looking down on the ocean. My dormitory had a fantastic view of the sunsets. It wasn't nearly as big as Hogwarts but it was very beautiful."
"Did you live near your school?" Hermione questioned as she piled more mashed potatoes onto her plate.
"Sort-of. I lived on the outskirts of Roseville and close to Chico, the muggle town. My mother was a wizard and my dad wasn't."
"Your mum was a wizard?" Ron asked suspiciously.
"Or witch. I keep forgetting that here they call girl wizards witches." Harry took a big bite of Shepard's pie and asked.
"So why are you here at Hogwarts anyway?" A cloud seemed to pass over Rosalie's face. Her eyes became full of loathing and traces of a smile were wiped off her face.
"I had to come and live with my aunt, my mom's sister." She said bitterly. "My mom's British. She went to school here."
"Don't you like your aunt?" Ron asked looking at Rosalie's dark face.
"Yes. I like my aunt very much. You see, my parents went vacationing well I was at school last year to visit my mom's sister. Well there were in the Wizard village of Switzerland, there was this big explosion of something, no one knows exactly what happened, and Voldemort appeared." Ron shuddered. "His death-eaters killed the people who were running away one, by, one. Voldemort took care of my parents. The entire town, or the people left, blamed them for causing the destruction." All three were speechless. Harry hadn't known about these killings... They must have happened before the last task... Why hadn't anyone known?
"W-why? Its not your parents fault." Hermione stammered.
"Apparently Voldemort was after them." Rosalie said with a shrug. "I don't know why though... His death eaters also hunted down and killed the survivors before they could spread the word." She said answering their unvoiced questions.
"I'm sorry." Harry whispered looking sideways at Rosalie. Her angry face softened and she smiled.
"Its ok. Voldemort will get his someday." She said with an evil glint in her eyes. Ron, Hermione and Harry exchanged what-was-that-about looks.
"What's this?" Rosalie asked happily looking into a gold pitcher.
"Pumpkin juice." Ron answered.
"Really? Weird! Is it good?"
"Yes!" The feast continued. Rosalie was very nice. Harry wondered if she played quidditch. Now, that Oliver Wood wasn't at Hogwarts Harry was captain of the Gryffindor team. He needed a chaser and a keeper. He'd have to ask. Harry also wondered if she had a boyfriend.
"Who kid who tried to trip me?" She asked suddenly. Harry grinned.
"Draco Malfoy."
"What's his problem?" Ron sighed.
"We aren't sure."
"Whatever it is I bet it's long and hard to pronounce." Rosalie said briskly. Ron snorted into his pumpkin juice.
"He just seems to have a problem with all people who aren't in Slytherin. And people of muggle decent. Don't tell him your dad was a muggle." Harry advised.
"I think he has some self realization issues." Hermione said taking a sip of her pumpkin juice. "He has an over-sized ego and thinks the world revolves around him. Rosalie grinned.
"I think I agree." Harry stretched and yawned. He was tired. Hopefully Dumbledore'd dismiss them soon. The plates cleared and Dumbledore stood up and gazed leavily around the hall.
"Now that your stomachs are filled you are ready to have you heads filled! Now off to bed with you all! Class begins tomorrow!"
Rosalie, Ron, Harry and Hermione stood up and exited the hall with the crowed.
"Where's our dormi-OW!" Rosalie yelped. Harry Ron and Hermione whirled around. Crabe and Goyle were sniggering and Draco had Rosalie by the end of her braid. Rosalie whirled around, her hair wrapping around her neck. She had her wand at Malfoy's throat.
"Let-go-of-my-hair-or-you-will-live-to-regret-it." She said acidly.
"What are you going to do?" He asked with a sneer.
"Want to find out?" Rosalie said, poking Malfoy's neck.
"I know what I'm going to do if you don't let go." Hermione said remembering her powers as a Prefect.
"What, Granger?"
"10 points from Slytherin!" She said promptly. "I'll make it 10 more if you don't let go!" Malfoy slowly dropped Rosalie's braid and motioned for Crabe and Goyle to follow him. Rosalie glared after him as they started towards the Gryffindor common room.
"I wish you'd just have let me curse him, Hermione." She growled as the foursome climbed the stairs.
"Me too!" Ron piped up. Hermione glared at all of them.
"I'm a Prefect! I'm supposed to prevent rules from being broken not encourage it!" She snapped as she moved a tapestry aside for them to crawl through. "Besides, who knows what kind of trouble we would have gotten in!" Rosalie sighed and her face softened.
"Wow... don't you get lost on your way up here?" She asked looking at all the long corridors and various paintings.
"We used too." Harry said. "Not anymore though. Watch that step. It vanishes." Before long they reached the portrait of the fat lady.
"Password?" She asked curtly. Hermione stepped forward.
"Snozcumber." The painting swung open revealing a hole in the wall. They all climbed through.
"G' night..." she said sleepily as she and Hermione climbed the stairs to the girls dormitory. Harry and Ron entered there dormitory with the five four posters. Mechanically he changed into his pajamas and fell into bed. He smiled to himself as he drifted off to sleep. This year was going to be VERY intresting.
Chapter One: The Witch from California
By, Rosekeet
A/N:This is my fist PERSONAL Harry Potter fic. I don't really have a plot line laid out. I'm just kinda winging it. I've written one chapter of "Oh Boy! We go to Hogwarts!" for the freaky five. So, well, bear with me! It'll get better! Ron and Hermione romance! Also, this fic is named from Avril Lavigne's song Complicated which is a really rad song. They lyrics will be included at the begining of each chapter. They go with the story, it may not make sense now, but it'll work in the end.
Uh-huh
Life's like this
Uh-huh, uh-huh
That's the way it is
'Cause life's like this
Uh-huh, Uh-huh
That's the way it is
"I'm starved!" Ron groaned as he leaned against the Gryffindor table.
"Me too." Said Harry as he looked at up at the enchanted ceiling. Dark, angry looking clouds were spewing rain. "I hope they start the sorting soon..."
"They better hurry up..." Ron growled. "And where in the name of Merlin's beard is Hermione?"
"She's over there." Harry said pointing across the crowed hall where a girl with lots of brown, bushy hair, and a silver prefects badge was hurrying towards them.
"Hello." She said briskly as she sat down.
"Where were you?" Ron asked. Hermione smiled. She had a nice smile, now that her large two front teeth had been shrunk the year before.
"I went with Rosalie on the boats. Isn't it stupid? She's our age and they made her ride those boats across the lake with all the first years!"
"Who's Rosalie?" Harry asked.
"Oh, she's-" A hush fell over the great hall as Dumbledore stood up. His half moon spectacles were resting on his crooked nose. There was no twinkle in his eyes tonight though. He looked very tired, and very old. He must have been busy this summer...Harry thought. He felt his stomach seize up as he did every time he thought of what had happened the year before. He shivered and looked over to the Ravenclaw table. Cho Chang looked sad.
"Well. Here we begin another year." Dumbledore said, his voice sounding strong but tired at the same time. "The new first years shall be sorted along with a new foreign exchange student then you can all eat!" He said smiling at the crowd. Dumbledore sat back down and watched as Professor McGonagall, her black hat askew, sat the three-legged stool down with the old and battered sorting hat down in the middle of the stage.
An exchange student? Was that who Hermione was with?
A line of cold, soggy looking first years walked on to the stage. They all were trembling. Except for the girl in the front.
She was much taller than all the rest. A blonde braid that reached to her knees hung down her back. Her head was held high and she walked as if she felt that she was somebody. She turned to face the hall and gazed leavily around it. She had big, blue eyes. Harry saw Malfoy whispering something to Goyle. Ron was staring at her and smiling to himself. She was EXTREMLY pretty.
"Thats Rosalie." Hermione whispered. Harry nodded, and hopped she would be a Gryffindor.
"Our first student will be joining the 5th years of one house. Allison, Rosalie!"
Rosalie swooped down onto the stool and placed the hat on her head. It slid down over her eyes. Her hands lay still in her lap. Harry thought he could see them trembling. She sat on the stool as if it were a throne. Everything was very silent. The students starred intently at her, all the boys hopping she would be in their house. The minutes ticked by.
Harry looked at the new watch Hermione had given him for his birthday.
"It's been two minutes." He whispered. Hermione furrowed her brow. People were growing restless. Malfoy had taken to prodding a 3rd year ravenclaw girl in the back.
"Three minutes" Harry whispered. Hermione looked worried. The Ravenclaw slapped Malfoy's hand away.
"Four."
"That's got to be some kind of record." Ron whispered in awe starring at the girl.
"No. The record is ten." Hermione whispered back promptly. Second place is 4 minutes 45 seconds." Ron rolled his eyes. The girl hadn't moved. She sat still as stone. Dumbledore was looking intently at the hat and muttering something under his breath. That's odd... Harry thought.
"Five minutes. She's beaten the second place record. Why is it taking so long?"
"Some people are more difficult to place than others." Hermione whispered. "It took the hat almost 2 minutes to sort you Harry." Harry watched the girl. Her hands were still resting motionless in her lap. Her black robes were flowing all around the stool.
"GRYFFINDOR!" The hat called out to the hall. Harry, Hermione and Ron cheered with the rest of the Gryffindors as Rosalie Allison walked importantly towards the table.
Malfoy was looking menacing. One more Gryffindor for him to deal with. Besides Rosalie was PRETTY, and he didn't stand a chance with a Gryffindor. As Rosalie walked by he put his leg out in her path. Her nose was so up in the air she wouldn't see it, Malfoy thought. Rosalie stopped momentarily to give it a good hard kick out of the way and sat down next to Hermione. Malfoy bit his lip and grabbed his shin and began to rock in pain. Harry and Ron looked a Malfoy and then at Rosalie who was gazing at the stage once again.
Ron grinned at Harry and cheered as Lance Basen joined the Gryffindors. Harry glanced sideways at Rosalie. She had pink, smooth cheeks. Her eyes were very, blue and looked some what, haunted, they reminded Harry of Sirius's eyes. Her long blonde braid was hanging down her front and she was playing with the ends. Her red lips curled into a smile as Emily Bleck was added to their number. Harry decided right then and there that he liked Rosalie. Kelly Haut became a Ravenclaw. Jon Steinberg became a Heffelpuff. Dumbledore stood up as Geoff Zimmer became a Slytherin and headed to the Slytherin table.
"So we begin another year." Dumbledore said looking around the great hall. Harry had never seen him look so tired. "Before we eat the delicious feast that has been prepared for us I'd like to tell the new students the rules. And remind the older ones." He said looking towards Fred, George, and Harry and Ron with a smile. "As you all know what happened last year I will say that it is more importent than ever to obey the rules for your own safety as well as the safety of others. No students are allowed in the Forbidden forest. No magic is to be used in the halls between classes and Mr. Flitch has asked me to tell you that tripping tops have been added to the list of forbidden objects. With that done let us EAT!" With Dumbledore's last word the golden plates and goblets filled with food. Ron grabbed the nearest thing and began to pile food on his plate.
"Well, that was intresting." Rosalie said to Hermione in a thick American accent. "Do they do that for EVERY student that comes here?"
"Yep!" Hermione.
"So you've seen 5 of these?"
"Yes."
"This is only the 2nd one I've seen since my own." Harry commented as he bit into a soft, warm roll. Rosalie looked over at Harry.
"Really? Why's that?"
"Well, our 2nd year was when me and Ron flew his dads car to school..."
"Boy did we get in trouble." Ron said as he shoved mashed potatoes and gravy into his mouth.
"How cool! But, why'd you fly a car to school anyway? Why not take the train?" Rosalie asked as she examined a plate of gray looking pudding. Harry looked sheepish.
"Long story..." Hermione rolled her eyes.
"You two are luck they didn't expel you!"
"Do you know how often we here this?" Ron asked. Rosalie laughed.
Hermione shot Ron a dirty look and said,
"These are my friends Ron Weasley and Harry Potter."
"Hi." Rosalie said. "I'm Rosalie Allison." She shook Ron and Harry's hands. Her eyes lingered on Harry's for a brief moment. She smiled at him. She had a beautiful smile. Her teeth were very white. Around her neck was a thin silver chain with a miniature pocket watch on the end. Words were etched into it but Harry couldn't read them. Rosalie turned back towards her food and started on a slice of roast beef.
"So what part of the US are you from?" Ron asked.
"How'd you know I was from the US? Oh. It's my accent. Gosh. Its so weird thinking I have an accent! ...I'm from California."
"What part?" Harry asked thinking back to his geography lessons he'd had with Dudley in his old school. It seemed like eons ago.
"Up north. Near Chico. I doubt you know where that is though."
"Don't they have a Wizarding school around there?" Hermione asked.
"Yes. It's right out side of Roseville, the wizarding village."
"Did you like the school?" Harry asked.
"Yes. It was right over a cliff looking down on the ocean. My dormitory had a fantastic view of the sunsets. It wasn't nearly as big as Hogwarts but it was very beautiful."
"Did you live near your school?" Hermione questioned as she piled more mashed potatoes onto her plate.
"Sort-of. I lived on the outskirts of Roseville and close to Chico, the muggle town. My mother was a wizard and my dad wasn't."
"Your mum was a wizard?" Ron asked suspiciously.
"Or witch. I keep forgetting that here they call girl wizards witches." Harry took a big bite of Shepard's pie and asked.
"So why are you here at Hogwarts anyway?" A cloud seemed to pass over Rosalie's face. Her eyes became full of loathing and traces of a smile were wiped off her face.
"I had to come and live with my aunt, my mom's sister." She said bitterly. "My mom's British. She went to school here."
"Don't you like your aunt?" Ron asked looking at Rosalie's dark face.
"Yes. I like my aunt very much. You see, my parents went vacationing well I was at school last year to visit my mom's sister. Well there were in the Wizard village of Switzerland, there was this big explosion of something, no one knows exactly what happened, and Voldemort appeared." Ron shuddered. "His death-eaters killed the people who were running away one, by, one. Voldemort took care of my parents. The entire town, or the people left, blamed them for causing the destruction." All three were speechless. Harry hadn't known about these killings... They must have happened before the last task... Why hadn't anyone known?
"W-why? Its not your parents fault." Hermione stammered.
"Apparently Voldemort was after them." Rosalie said with a shrug. "I don't know why though... His death eaters also hunted down and killed the survivors before they could spread the word." She said answering their unvoiced questions.
"I'm sorry." Harry whispered looking sideways at Rosalie. Her angry face softened and she smiled.
"Its ok. Voldemort will get his someday." She said with an evil glint in her eyes. Ron, Hermione and Harry exchanged what-was-that-about looks.
"What's this?" Rosalie asked happily looking into a gold pitcher.
"Pumpkin juice." Ron answered.
"Really? Weird! Is it good?"
"Yes!" The feast continued. Rosalie was very nice. Harry wondered if she played quidditch. Now, that Oliver Wood wasn't at Hogwarts Harry was captain of the Gryffindor team. He needed a chaser and a keeper. He'd have to ask. Harry also wondered if she had a boyfriend.
"Who kid who tried to trip me?" She asked suddenly. Harry grinned.
"Draco Malfoy."
"What's his problem?" Ron sighed.
"We aren't sure."
"Whatever it is I bet it's long and hard to pronounce." Rosalie said briskly. Ron snorted into his pumpkin juice.
"He just seems to have a problem with all people who aren't in Slytherin. And people of muggle decent. Don't tell him your dad was a muggle." Harry advised.
"I think he has some self realization issues." Hermione said taking a sip of her pumpkin juice. "He has an over-sized ego and thinks the world revolves around him. Rosalie grinned.
"I think I agree." Harry stretched and yawned. He was tired. Hopefully Dumbledore'd dismiss them soon. The plates cleared and Dumbledore stood up and gazed leavily around the hall.
"Now that your stomachs are filled you are ready to have you heads filled! Now off to bed with you all! Class begins tomorrow!"
Rosalie, Ron, Harry and Hermione stood up and exited the hall with the crowed.
"Where's our dormi-OW!" Rosalie yelped. Harry Ron and Hermione whirled around. Crabe and Goyle were sniggering and Draco had Rosalie by the end of her braid. Rosalie whirled around, her hair wrapping around her neck. She had her wand at Malfoy's throat.
"Let-go-of-my-hair-or-you-will-live-to-regret-it." She said acidly.
"What are you going to do?" He asked with a sneer.
"Want to find out?" Rosalie said, poking Malfoy's neck.
"I know what I'm going to do if you don't let go." Hermione said remembering her powers as a Prefect.
"What, Granger?"
"10 points from Slytherin!" She said promptly. "I'll make it 10 more if you don't let go!" Malfoy slowly dropped Rosalie's braid and motioned for Crabe and Goyle to follow him. Rosalie glared after him as they started towards the Gryffindor common room.
"I wish you'd just have let me curse him, Hermione." She growled as the foursome climbed the stairs.
"Me too!" Ron piped up. Hermione glared at all of them.
"I'm a Prefect! I'm supposed to prevent rules from being broken not encourage it!" She snapped as she moved a tapestry aside for them to crawl through. "Besides, who knows what kind of trouble we would have gotten in!" Rosalie sighed and her face softened.
"Wow... don't you get lost on your way up here?" She asked looking at all the long corridors and various paintings.
"We used too." Harry said. "Not anymore though. Watch that step. It vanishes." Before long they reached the portrait of the fat lady.
"Password?" She asked curtly. Hermione stepped forward.
"Snozcumber." The painting swung open revealing a hole in the wall. They all climbed through.
"G' night..." she said sleepily as she and Hermione climbed the stairs to the girls dormitory. Harry and Ron entered there dormitory with the five four posters. Mechanically he changed into his pajamas and fell into bed. He smiled to himself as he drifted off to sleep. This year was going to be VERY intresting.