Title: Trepidations

Author: Eneth nin Galasriniel

Chapter 1: Starting Something New

Summary: Seventeen year old Harry Potter decided to take up journaling, not knowing his journal is connected to another. And while someone else is reading his thoughts, that person starts to understand Harry.

Word count: 1,162

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or anything affiliated with this story.

A/n: Mostly follows canon involving the war and the date and if you don't like slash then don't read. Warning: Drarry.


** Harry's P.O.V **

Dear Journal, Oct. 3


I've decided to take up journaling. Who knows, it could help. The problem is.. what do you write in a journal? Besides the obvious- what happened that day? How was life? And if you were a girl.. who your latest crush was. I want this journal to be meaningful. Like if I died next week and someone found this journal they would understand my life. Okay now I sound like Trelawney... Anyways, I will start out by introducing myself.. which is a first most people already know who I am. My name is Harry James Potter. Yes, the Boy-Who-Lived, blah blah, but to you journal, I'm Harry.. just Harry. I'm a wizard, a quite powerful one, and I attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I'd like to say Hogwarts is my home. I never had an actual home with my muggle relatives who didn't understand me. But that made me who I am even though growing up wasn't the best. My best friends are Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They always have my back and stuck with me through everything that's happened with Voldemort... who I will tell about later. Anyways, Ron was great, a bit judgey sure and a little of a bigot at times, but he stood up for what was right and I admired him for it. Hermione was perhaps the smartest girl I knew. If I ever had a problem I went to her, she usually had the answers. I am in my seventh and final year, so I am 17 years old. For a 17 year old I have done a lot. But most recently I defeated the Dark Lord Voldemort. Voldemort murdered my parents and thousands more. Him killing my parents started everything. And now he is gone. Anyways, I got this journal in a shop in Knockturn Alley before the start of the term, so I hope there isn't any spells on it.

I heard footsteps so I quickly closed the journal just as Ron walked into the common room. Ron looked curiously at my book and I stood up. Ron shrugged and looked at me.

"Harry, mate, the feast is about to start. Remember Dumbledore is giving that announcement today."

I forgot about that.. "Oh yeah, sorry Ron. I had forgotten. Are you heading there now?"

Ron nodded and I said, "Okay. Let me put up my book and get my cloak. I'll meet you down here in five minutes."

"Okay." Ron said and sat down on the common room couch.

I ran up the stairs and put the journal under my pillow and grabbed my cloak. I walked down the stairs and Ron stood up, "Let's go," he said.

I followed him to the Great Hall. "Wonder what the announcement is?" I wondered out loud.

Ron shrugged, "Beats me." He said.

I muttered under my breath, "Well you're real helpful."

He looked like he was gonna protest but our arrival at the Great Hall stopped him. We walked in and over to the Gryffindor table. I spotted Hermione and sat down beside her with Ron on my right. She whispered, "What do you think he is gonna say?"

"I don't know." I replied.

I saw Dumbledore stand up and walk to his podium.

He took and breath and boomed out," Hogwarts students. I'm sure you're all wondering what is going on," he stopped and looked at the students nodding their heads, "So I'm going to tell you. The war is over. Besides that this school still has a lack of house unity. For first through sixth years the professors and I have decided to pair every younger student with an older student from a different house." Almost the whole hall groaned at that, but Dumbledore continued, "Yes. Yes, you may not like it but besides getting to know other students this provides a great opportunity for younger students to get tutored properly in subjects they lack skills in. 1st years will be paired with 2nd years, 3rd years with 4th years, and 5th years with 6th years, so there isn't a major age difference. Now as for the seventh years," he looked at me directly, "each of you will be individually partnered with someone from your year but a different house so you study for your NEWTS and not have distractions with tutoring younger students. I will post a paper in your dormitory's with your partner. You are all off classes tomorrow to get used to your new schedules. 7th year students have to have at least one class with their partners so their timetable could slightly change. If you have any problems regarding your partner or your new class, go to your Head of House. Students and professors may begin eating now. I hope this year goes smoothly." And Dumbledore stepped off the stool and took a seat. We all looked at each other. Great. I hope my partner is decent.

After the feast we walked back to the common room. I went straight upstairs and went to bed. Tomorrow was gonna be chaotic, I could tell.


**Draco's POV**

Pansy and Blaise bickered about the speech Dumbledore had given.

"What if I get a Hufflepuff?" Pansy shrieked.

"I hope you do," I muttered.

Pansy glared at me, "What was that? I hope your stuck with a Gryffindor for that!"

I huffed out a breath, knowing Dumbledore he probably would partner me with one.

"Fine with me," I lied, well I was half-way telling the truth, I mean I'm not as immature since the war. Maybe it would be good for me. "As long as it's not Weasley," I shuddered.

Pansy and Blaise nodded.

We got back to the dorm and I went up to my room. I changed out of my robe and sat on the bed, and that's when I heard it. A ringing noise, I jumped up and the sound led me to my trunk. I pulled out my journal confused and opened it. And right on the pages was Potter's handwriting. Did I have a two-way journal? Looked like it. I read the entry interestedly and was bewildered. I'm not going to write back. He can't know I have the match to his journal. I sat the journal under my pillow and layed in bed. Life just got interesting.