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A/N: Okay, here it is. The first chapter! Oh yeah, if you haven't read the first story, " Summer of Love" I suggest doing so, because, you may not understand certain things in this story, but, you don't have to. As always, please R/R! Thanx, and on with the story!

There was a rush of robes moving around the morning of September 1st, as the Weasley's, Harry and Hermione, were getting ready for school.

Mr. Weasley had borrowed a ministry car, and all of the them fit in it, much to Mrs. Weasleys surprise ( People at the ministry had bewitched it to accommodate to the of people).

They all arrived at Kings Cross station, and passed the barrier to Platform 9 3/4. After saying many good-byes, and getting squeezed to death by Mrs. Weasley, Ron, Ginny, Hermione, Harry, Fred, and George boarded the train. Once inside, Fred and George went off to sit with Lee Jordan and some of their other friends, while Harry, Ron, and Hermione headed to their usual compartment. Once inside, they faced uncomfortable silence.

"Who do you think will be the new DA teacher this year?" Harry asked, trying to make conversation.

"I dunno, probably some pathetic wizard who can't teach worth a damn." Ron said, his gaze unmoving from the window.

" I do hope that it is a better teacher than the past years. Wouldn't that be great if they hired Lupin again?" Hermione said, scooting as far away from Ron as she could. Harry had insisted that she sit next to him, by stretching his feet on the other side of the seat where he was sitting.

" So do I." Harry said, smiling at Hermione.

More uneasy silence continued through the compartment, the only time when they talked was when the cart lady came to them. About half was through the journey, the compartment door slid open, and a tearful Ginny stormed in.

"Whats wrong Gin?" Ron asked, a concern look on his face.

" Stupid boys. I can't stand them." Ginny said, sitting down next to Harry, who had taken his feet off the other side.

"What happened?" Hermione asked.

" I was sitting with all my friends, in our compartment, I was getting up to go see if the cart lady was coming, and I went out into the hall, Seamus came by, and when I was going back in, he tripped me, and I fell into the compartment. Seamus was just laughing at me, all of them were laughing." Ginny said, her face still red with embarrassment.

" Thats why your so angry?" Ron asked, relaxing.

" Ron! Its a big deal. I hate Seamus, he's such a moron. He didn't even apologies." Ginny huffed.

" Ginny, why do you care so much if they laugh at you? You probably laughed at them when something happened to them," Harry reasoned.

"I don't care so much about my friends, its just Seamus that really bugs me." Ginny admitted, her face reddening almost darker than her hair.

" Why would you-" Ron began, suddenly though, his eyes widened, and pointed at her. " You like Seamus!"

"Ron please, not so loudly!" Ginny scolded, "Besides, why does it come to such a shock for you? I am a girl, he is a guy."

" He's a year older than you Gin, I don't think you should go out with him," Ron said in a stern voice, "Guys his age only have one thing on their mind."

"Ron, I never said I was going out with him! Besides, he's out of my league, and probably sees me as nothing other than some little kid." Ginny said, "Ron, not all guys have that on their minds, only the perverted ones."

" Ginny Weasley! Don't you dare correct me. I'm older than you, and I assure you that all guys have that on their minds. I forbid you to go out with him!" Ron yelled.

Harry leaned forward to Hermione, "Hermione, I think we should leave these two alone, I don't want to be caught in the middle of anything." Harry said.

" I agree, come on, lets find another empty compartment to sit in." Hermione agreed.

They both sat up and left the compartment, both going unnoticed by the two fuming Weasleys. Luckily, they found the compartment next to them to be empty. Sliding the door open, they went in and sat next to each other. Sounds of Ginny and Ron fighting could be heard clearly. Hermione started giggling.

"Whats so funny?" Harry asked with a weird look on his face.

" Ron and Ginny. They are so funny!" Hermione said, trying to suppress her giggles.

"Your mental." Harry said, laughing.

Hermione stopped giggling and elbowed Harry in the stomach. " Harry, you are so immature!"

"Oh yeah?" Harry asked, a mischievous smile plastered on his face.

Hermione saw the smile and got worried. " What are you planning to do?"

Harry made no reply and started scooting closer to Hermione. Suddenly, he advanced quickly and grabbed her, tickling her madly. Hermione tried to get away, but wasn't able to, her sides began hurting from laughing.

" Say you love me and I'll stop." Harry said, smiling.

" I-I lo- love yo-u you!" Hermione said between fits of giggles.

Harry imediatly stopped. "There now that we have that accomplished, kiss me."

Hermione looked shocked. "Harry!" She hissed, " We can't do that, what if some one comes in here?"

"Hermione," Harry sighed, " No one will come in here."

" Can you garantee that?" Hermione asked.

" No, but If some one does happen to come in here, we can just make an excuse." Harry said.

" Like what? We were betting that you couldn't fit your tounge in my mouth?" Hermione snorted.

" Well, I wasn't exactly thinking something like that, but since you suggested it, yeah, thats a really good excuse." Harry mused.

"Harry, think seriously." Hermione scolded.

" Hermione, are you going to kiss me or not?" Harry asked.

" Yes." She said, and kissed Harry firmly on the lips. After about a minute, they pulled away for breath.

" Thank you." Harry said, out of breath.

" Thank you?" Hermione asked.

" What am I supposed to say? I asked you for something and you gave it to me, so its only polite to thank you for that." Harry said.

" Your welcome, then." Hermione laughed, " They stopped yelling. Maybe we should go back, they could of killed each other by now."

"Yeah," Harry said, as they got up. "I wonder why Rons so over protective of Ginny?"

" I don't know. I don't think either of us will know. I think it has something to do with having siblings. " Hermione said.

When they go into their compartment, they say Ron sitting all by himself.

" What happened to Ginny?" Harry asked, sitting down next to Ron.

" Ugh, Seamus came in here, looking for Ginny, he wanted to apologise. She was all googly eyes, of course, and she left with the git back to her compartment." Ron said.

" Oh." Harry said. They sat in silence, until Harry though of something he had been meaning to ask Ron.

"What was that thing that you got me for my birthday for?" Harry asked.

" The dragon statue?" Ron asked.

Harry nodded. " Yes, you said it did something."

" Well, I don't know if it really works or not, dad said that you can't trust wizard merchants in Romania." Ron said, leaning in, both Harry and Hermione leaned in.

" Well, are you going to tell us what it is or not?" Hermione asked.

" Yes. Its an ancient artifact. The owner of the statue and all of those who it is intrusted to, become cursed." Ron said, his voice dropping to a wisper.

" Cursed? Ron, why would you give Harry something cursed? He already has enough bad luck." Hermione scolded Ron.

" Hermione, you didn't let me finish. They are cursed, true, but thats only if you aren't prepared for the responsibility or owning this statue." Ron said matter of factly.

"Ron. I don't understand." Harry said, a confused look on his face.

" The owner and the entrusted, recieve warnings," Ron explained.

" Like the sneak a scope?" Hermione asked.

" Kinda. But this is better. The merchant said that a phantom in the form of dragon came to warn the people of Pompeii, 2 weeks before the volcanic eruption. The people of Pompeii were powerful wizards, all of them wiped out. When Atlantis sunk, they where warned a day before." Ron said.

Harry scratched his head, " I don't understand then. Why didn't people follow its warnings?"

" At first, they didn't know what to think. A few, who knew of the prophecy fled. Others disrigarded it. The most powerful Sorcerers, sought out magic to save them. But even the most powerful magic cannot out the plans the god of fate has in store for us."

" Thats facinating Ron." Hermione said with sincerity, " but what exactly is this, thing."

" A phantom, thats what they say. Others say a ghost. Some say that it is the destruction of the world. People don't know wether the dragon causes it, or it tries to prevent it." Ron said.

" What am I supposed to do with it though?" Harry asked.

" I thought you could use it to know when danger was near. You could try to stay away, or warn people." Ron said.

" Just exactly how does it give its warnings?" Hermione asked.

" Thats the odd part. As soon as I asked that question, he looked terrified." Ron said, a bemused look on his face. " He started stammering, and saying that I couldn't return it, and that all sales were final. He said that if he ever saw that statue near this town, he would alert the ministry."

" Now I'm worried. Harry, I think you should get rid of the statue. It can't be good. It could be full of dark magic. I don't want anything to happen to you. Not now, not after everything thats happened." Hermione said, and started crying silent tears.

Harry reached over to hug her. "Nothings going to happen Herm. Its okay, I'll be here, I'll never leave."

Hermione broke out of the embrace and wipped her eyes. " I'm making a fool out of myself."

" No. We're all concerned about Harry, Hermione. He'll be okay. He's always okay." Ron reasurred.

Just then a Slytherin prefect came into the compartment to announce that they would arrive at Hogwarts in 15 minutes.

" We best change into our clothes then." Hermione said, standing up.

"Yes." Harry said, standing up and taking his robes with him to the restroom to change.

When they had all finished changing, the train was slowing to a stop. Once it stopped completly, the three walked out of the train. Harry took a deep breath as they arrived at the main entrance of the school. This would be one hell of a year.

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