Summary of previous events: Harry and Hermione spent their fifth year as exchange students at another school, or so Dumbledore tells the Hogwarts students. They spent the summer after fourth year through the summer before sixth at an Auror training facility. Chances are I'll write a prequel to this but I'll leave that up to you.

Deities
By Amethyst Wicca

George, Fred and Ron walked through the barrier to Platform 9 3/4. Even though they had graduated the previous year, they, along with the other Weasley siblings had come to see of the remaining school age Weasleys since both Molly and Arthur couldn't make it.
George let out a sharp wolf whistle. "Damn, will you take a look at that?" He asked, pointing. Fred and the other male Weasleys (minus Percy, who had "prior obligations") looked in the direction that their brother indicated.
"She is hot!" Charlie referred to the tall brunette that was holding hands with a boy a few inches taller than her.
"But quite obviously taken, " Bill commented as the girl drew the guy next to her into a long kiss that focused a lot of the Stations attention on them.
"Wonder who they are, though, "Ron pondered. "I mean, they look like 6th years at least. Do you know of any exchange students?" he asked. The brothers studied the so-called strangers more closely. The girl had dark brown, almost black, hair, olive-tan skin and generous curves. The boy was taller than her, if only slightly. He had jet-black hair and emerald eyes. Both of them were dressed similarly, in black jeans and charcoal-gray sweatshirts. The girls hair fell past her shoulders sleek and smooth. Both of them seemed to have very well toned muscles and they could see that the girl had a perfectly flat stomach.
They heard a sigh beside them. "Why are the good ones always taken?" They turned to see Ginny beside them, and then turned back to the scene unfolding in front of them.
The guy leaned over and picked up the girl's trunk. He started walking. The girls walked faster to catch up with him and then tickled him. The boy started to laugh and dropped the trunk. The girl caught it mid-air, shouldered it and then stuck her tongue out at the boy. As if feeling the watching eyes, the couple turned and waved.
Breaking his concentration, George asked them when Harry and Hermione would be arriving. "I dunno. He said they'd meet as on the train." Ron responded. Sending their love onwards the older Weasleys said goodbye to Ron and Ginny,
Entering the train Ginny and Ron looked for a free compartment, but found that they had spent too much time outside to get one so that they could wait for Harry and Hermione. **Oh well I guess we'll see them when we get there,** Ron thought. They reached the compartment where the boy and girl didn't recognize were sitting. She was in his lap, they both seemed to be reading.
"Can we sit here, everywhere else is full." Ginny said. The two shared amused glances before nodding.
"Feel free," the girl said, laughter evident in her voice. Ron did a double take at her eyes. They were purple. Not just bluish-purple, but clear purple. Ginny also started as she realized this, but she kept her mouth shut like Ron.
"So are you exchange students?" Ron queried as they sat. Once again the exchange of amused glances.
"You could say that." This time it was the boy who responded. There was still something about the two that Ron couldn't place. Ron shrugged it off.
"Wanna play chess?" Once again, emerald met amethyst before either responded.
"How about on teams? You and ......?" The girl raised a questioning brow.
"Ginny. And this is my brother, Ron."
"Ah I see. Okay, then you and Ron vs. us?"
"Sounds good, although, I have to warn you, I'm not beat easily, "Ron said.
"We'll manage, I'm sure.

~~Half an hour later~~

"Checkmate." Ron's eyes were wide and his jaw seemed to have lowered a few inches. After losing most of his pieces, he still couldn't believe that he had lost. He didn't have time to contemplate this, though, for at that moment the compartment door opened.
"Enter, Draco Malfoy," muttered the boy under his breath. The girl looked up and a smile spread across her features.
Draco sneered at them. "So Weasel finally lost a match. I'm surprised. So where's Potty and Mudblood? Don't tell me they ditched y.....," he trailed off when he caught sight of the two non-Weasleys in the compartment. "And who are you?" he asked eyeing the girl up and down.
"No one that concerns you."
"Well I'm making it my concern."
"You Malfoys never learn do you?" The girl flung her arm out and Malfoy went flying backwards. "Buh-bye." The compartment door slammed in Malfoy's face. She turned around to see the Weasleys gaping at her.
"How'd you do that?" Before she could respond, the announcement that they had arrived at Hogsmeade Station came on and the strangers left the compartment.
"Do they seem familiar to you?" Ginny asked as they stepped over Malfoy's unconscious form. Ron had to agree.
They entered the Great Hall and had just sat down, when Seamus poked Ron in the side. "Who is that?" he asked, an admiring quality in his voice. Ron looked up to see the couple making their way across the hall, hands clasped, fingers entwined.
"No clue, but don't even think about it. So obviously taken." During Harry and Hermione's absence the previous year, he had become closer to his other dorm mates.
"Not to mention way out of your league." Dean commented from Seamus' other side, ducking to avoid Seamus' hand aimed for the back of his head.
The mystery couple took seats not far from them. They all turned to watch the Sorting Ceremony.
As it ended Dumbledore stood to make his usual speech. This year however, it had an addition. "As most of you know, last year two of our students participated in an exchange program. I would like you all to welcome them back. Mr. Harry Potter and Miss Hermione Granger, please stand." Ron's eyes scanned the room and then stopped as he watched the mystery couple rise, slight smiles on their faces. He watched as jaws dropped all over the room. "Dig in." Dumbledore finished.
All through dinner comments could be heard such as "That is Harry Potter?" and "Damn, he's fine" directed towards Harry. Meanwhile, the comments directed at Hermione ran more along the lines of "Bushy-haired, buck-toothed Hermione Granger turned into that?" and "We've got a goddess at Hogwarts." The Gryffindors swarmed around Harry and Hermione until Snape announced that they had ten seconds before the whole lot received detention. They quickly scrambled back to their seats, vowing that they'd get a chance to talk to them later.
After the feast was over, the Prefects stood to lead their housemates to their Common Room, Harry and Hermione among them. As they got to the Common Room and said the password "Casper," the Gryffindors were getting antsy. Finally they couldn't stop themselves anymore, they surrounded Harry and Hermione, asking questions a mile a minute.
"STOP!!!" Hermione was standing on top of a table, hands on her hips. "We'll answer all of your questions if we can. But one at a time!" She closed her eyes and pointed randomly in the crowd. Fourth-year Dennis Creevey.
"Where did you spend last year?"
"At a school in the States. Next?"
"Are you with Harry?"
"Yes."
"How long have you been together?"
"One year, three months."
"Why did you go?"
"I'm afraid we can't answer that." The questions went on until Harry looked at his watch and decided that it was time for bed. None of them had asked the question that was for-most in their minds, 'What was up with Hermione's eyes?'
As everybody made their way to their dormitories, the guys realized that Harry wasn't with them. They went back down the hall and started down the stairs before stopping short behind Neville on the second step up. At the bottom of the stairs stood Harry, arms wrapped around Hermione, whose arms were wrapped around his neck. It had been different watching at the train station, when he hadn't known who they were and they had been relatively restrained, compared to this at least. Perhaps because they thought they were in private now as opposed to the very public train station, but Ron had to admit that there was something strange about watching your best friends play tonsil hockey. Again, almost as if sensing that they had and audience, they broke apart. Harry glanced up the stairs at them before giving Hermione a brief kiss and starting up the stairs.
None of them talked until they reached their dorm. As soon as the door closed, Harry was bombarded with questions. Ron asked a question that had been bothering him since the train ride. "How did Hermione do that?"
"Do what?" Dean asked.
"Malfoy came in and was being a git and then he noticed Harry and Hermione, he didn't recognize them, but then again who did? So anyway, Malfoy is eyeing Hermione and then he wanted to know who they are and they wouldn't tell so Hermione says something like 'You Malfoys never learn,' and she flings him out into the corridor but she didn't touch him and I swear she didn't have her wand."
"Its called telekinesis, Ron. It has nothing to do with being a witch, everybody has the ability, but only some can use it. Hermione's one of them. All it means is that you can move stuff with your mind." Harry said as he changed into his pajamas. He climbed under the covers and sighed. "It's good to be back."
"Where were you?" Neville asked.
"At a school in the States, I thought that Hermione said that?"
"Yeah, but where in the States. There's fifty of them you know." Seamus commented dryly.
"I can't tell at the moment. Maybe later." Harry drifted off into dream world.