Look… another story…. They just keep popping out of nowhere…. And this one was another dream/idea thingy I had awhile back and after running in my head I love the idea! I hope y'all like this original idea! Well I think it is… I've never come acrost something like this before so umm yea enjoy! This happens after the fifth book… well sometime after Ron gets Pig.

As you read this story… just think of this…

Why do all the main characters have animals?

This story will answer it.

And I would love to thank my lovely, talented, and always sexy: My Beta! Laurie!

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"Stupid Malfoy!" Ron grumbled.

It had only been two weeks after school started and Ron had learned to love hating Draco all over again.

"Maybe you should just give up fighting with him. He has a one track mind anyway I'm sure he can only hear his voice and no one else's," Hermione intelligently pointed out.

Sighing in defeat, Ron continued to eat his dinner. Harry looked up at the ceiling and it was raining incredibly hard. The memories of last June were still sickeningly fresh in Harry's mind. "Did anyone tell you the cup was a portkey?"

The rain strongly reminded him of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Her name was Hannah Sumnah and she was very cold. Her eyes were dark blue-grey, just like the rain. The two times he had been in her class he experienced a feeling, right in the pit of his stomach. It was a feeling of great distrust.

Harry started to feel sick from all of the people in the Great Hall. He had that feeling often and didn't stay in crowded rooms for very long. He started to get up, to leave, but the wooden doors that led to the Entrance Hall suddenly slammed open with great force. The Hall went eerily silent.

Dumbledore immediately stood up to gaze at the new comer. It was very tall and was wearing a soaking wet, black cloak. It took two large steps towards the teacher's tables and Harry was amazed at the sound it made when it walked. It made a strange clicking noise at each step, almost as if its shoes were made of metal or bone. Or was it even wearing shoes?

Then something even stranger happened.

The figure got considerably shorter and took a few more steps, which were squeaky, as if it were wearing sneakers. The Ravenclaws were the closest to figure and they were trying to get as far from it as possible. At every step the Ravenclaw table gasped in fear and scrambled faster. The mysterious person was about to take another step, but collapsed onto the hard marble floor making a sickening thud upon contact. All the teachers raced to the figure's side and Hagrid picked it up and hastily ran out of the doors to the hospital wing. Everyone stared at Dumbledore, and finally, the Headmaster noticed. He cleared his throat and spoke softly.

"I am sorry about that. Please continue eating or you can head to your dorms, but please stay away from the Hospital Wing for obvious reasons. Have a good rest of the night and do not ask any questions." And he walked out the door, his silver-grey robes billowing out behind him.

Many of the students looked at each other, asking if they knew anything about what had just happened. However, everyone was equally confused. Even Harry, Ron, and Hermione who usually were either the brunt of gossip, or the ones finding it didn't know what to say. When dinner ended, the whole school had something to talk about, and slowly but surely, the students made their way back into their dormitories.

"H-Honeydukes," said Harry stifling a yawn. But, instead of opening the Fat Lady stared at him.

"Nope, not right!" she said, smiling contently. Harry blinked in confusion and turned to the huge group of other Gryffindors behind him.

"Anyone know the new password?"

"We got a new password?"

"Come on I'm tired and I need some sleep!"

A person was shoving her way through the group. It was Professor Sumnah. Before looking at the portrait, she gave a nasty glare at Harry. Astonished to the point of not feeling his limbs, the teacher roughly shoved him out of the way and whispered something to the Fat Lady and she swung open with torn look. The Gryffindors filed into the common room, talked for a while, and then split off to their respective rooms for the night. The last three remaining were Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

" I wonder who was in that cloak. Maybe they're a new student," said Hermione hopefully.

"You're just hoping for a new book worm to hang out with, aren't you?" Harry said with a grin. Before Hermione had a chance to reply with a witty remark, she noticed that he was leaving.

" Harry where are you going?" she asked cautiously. Harry turned around,

" I'm going to see who's here. You guys can come or not." He turned around and crawled through the portrait hole.

Ron and Hermione turned and looked at each other. They've always done things together before, whether it was good or bad. They were not going to break that habit easily. As Ron and Hermione chased after Harry, thunder cracked outside and lightning illuminated a face just for a second and then the face disappeared.

The sound of three sets of feet running echoed lightly off the stone walls as they trio made their way towards the Hospital Wing to see the new comer. They had to dodge many things (like Mrs. Norris and all the ghosts) and when they finally reached the door to the hospital wing, they didn't even have to open the door to hear what the teachers were saying.

"She came sooner than I had expected," a deep voice commented. Harry recognized it immediately. It was Professor Dumbledore.

" Well what are we going to with this… girl," said another voice (they recognized it as Snape's) with curious hesitation on the last word. Before they could ponder anything else, they heard Dumbledore ask a question.

" These are odd looking wounds. It looks as if she was trampled apoun by a hooved animal. What do you think hurt her Hagrid?" Harry had not the faintest idea that Hagrid was in there.

" Looks ter have come from a centaur. But, maybe she had a run-in with a thestral. O' course there's a lot of stuff in those woods..." Hermione has never heard Hagrid talk that seriously before in her life.

" Well, we had better let her rest. I don't think she's in any danger now," Dumbledore said and Harry, Ron, and Hermione heard his footsteps come to the door.

They scrambled to hide. As the teachers left, all three of them held their breaths knowing if they got caught, trouble would bite their heads off. The last person to pass them was Dumbledore, and he paused near their hiding spot. After a few long moments, Dumbledore continued on with a hint of a smile creeping on his old and tired face. As soon as Dumbledore was out of hearing range, Harry, Ron and Hermione let go of their breaths and breathed in and out heavily.

" Why... do you think... this new girl... is here?" Ron asked between uneven breaths.

" I don't know… but I have a… feeling we will… find out tomorrow," Hermione managed to gasp out.

Harry waited until the other two looked better and signaled for them to head out. With cautious steps, the three teens made it back without being caught. Until they got back to the common room. As soon as they door opened, a huge group of Gryffindors swarmed on them all talking at once.

" What does the person look like?"

" Why is he here?"

" How do you know it's a he? What are you psychic?"

Fred and George Weasley came in to rescue the mobbed trio. The twins had grown quite considerably and had surpassed their elder brothers, (Percy excluded), in attractiveness and sometimes, it even made the boys look twice. They started ordering people back trying to get some room to ask Harry some serious questions.

" Is it a girl? Please let it be a girl! No wait…twin girls!" Fred dreamed aloud. George promptly smacked his brother on the head.

" There was only one person under the cloak. So…Harry it is a girl?" George asked with hopeful eyes. Harry nodded once.

" Wait… how did you all know we were gone?" Ron asked.

" Well, we all know Harry has a knack for getting in trouble and we all knew it was one of those days. And of course he couldn't do this daring deed without his other buddies. So we assumed that the boyfriend and girlfriend went with you. Simple deduction, you're as simple as pie to predict." Fred crossed his arms in victory. George turned around to announce to the rest of the common room for those who didn't hear Harry.

" IT'S A GIRL!" Everyone, (as in, all of the boys, everyone), cheered in happiness. And those who were "whipped" by their girlfriends made silent screams of joy.

" WHAT IS ALL THE RUCKUS?" Nobody had noticed Professor Sumnah's arrival, yet they all knew that the party was over.

" All of you trouble makers to bed NOW!" she screamed with a wicked high-pitched screech.

As all the Gryffindors went upstairs to their dorms they made sighs of defeat. Not wanting to get in even more trouble, Harry and Ron raced up the stairs to the boys' dormitories and Hermione gathered all of her textbooks to go to her dorm, as well.

In The Slytherin Dormitories

As Draco laid his head down on a soft velvet green pillow, his mind wandered to the new comer. His table was the farthest from the mysterious person, so he couldn't get a really good look at it. The only thing he did notice was the sound of the feet walking. At first it was a clicking sound, like something hard and solid was tapping the surface of the marble floor. Then it was a squeaky sound like sneakers. Almost asleep, the pale skinned Slytherin drifted off. But just before he sank under the surface of dreams, he heard a fellow Slytherin from the common say that the new comer was a girl. His eyes finally closed all the way and he plunged under the surface of dreams.

This had to be the strangest dream Draco had ever had. He was running wildly through a dense forest. Even though he was running as fast as he could go, he felt no fatigue. The forest had some kind of weird feel to it. As if something was wrong and he was here to fix it. It was eerie as he ran because no other animals were in sight. That's what scared him the most. As he ran further and further into the forest, it was starting to get less dense. Just as he thought he was out of the forest, he just stopped into a clearing. There he could barely make out three short figures, and three tall obscure figures. He took one step into the clearing, and then something picked him up.

Just as he was about to look up into the face of whatever was holding him, he shot up in bed breathing at an accelerated rate. He brought a thin hand up to his face to wipe the annoying perspiration off his flushed face. After that, he unconsciously ran his slender fingers though his moist blond locks. He stopped for a second to really think about his dream. He closed his eyes to think long and hard about the face. The only feature he could come up with was the person's green eyes with yellow around the slitted pupil. He opened his eyes to glance at his clock at the right.

" Great…5:00…perfect time to get up and start a Tuesday. I fucking hate Tuesdays." He slowly got out of his warm, comfortable bed.

As he walked to his personal bathroom, he caught a glance of himself in a medium sized mirror. He glared at himself with hate burning in his eyes. He looked almost like his father.

" I fucking hate my father." He whispered to reassure himself he would never end up like his father.

After the mirror incident, Draco headed off to his private bathroom to shower and get ready for school. But no preparation could prepare him for what was coming his way this morning.

WEEEEEE first chapter! Well who is this new person? What is the meaning of Draco's dream? Can I ever stop asking questions?

FIND OUT IN THE NEXT CHAPTER!

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