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posted chapter two twice. Duh! Sorry if it completely ruined everything.
I'm sorry! I'm such an idiot, er, I already said that didn't I? Sorry
again!
Disclaimer- It doesn't belong to me, but if anyone wants to buy me the Harry Potter world, my birthday's the 2nd of July…
Chapter One- What's going on?
Harry Potter blinked as the mist cleared and Platform 9 and ¾ materialised in front of him. He smiled slightly; overwhelmingly glad to be going back to school. The entire summer he had been all by himself at the Dursley's house, bored out of his skull. It had been exactly the same the summer before. Now he was starting his sixth year, and he felt like going to kiss the Hogwart's express, he was so pleased to see it. Instead, he walked over to the other end of the platform, where he could see his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They hadn't seen him though.
Harry rolled his eyes as he pushed his trolley over to them. He was standing a couple of metres away from them, but they were too caught up in their conversation to notice him. Harry grinned. They did make a cute couple, and he had thought that since the moment they had started going out in the fifth year, even though it had been strange at first. But of course he couldn't complain. After all, they didn't know about him and Ginny…
Ginny spotted Harry and felt her heart beat faster, as usual. He was looking at Ron and Hermione with a grin on his face. She looked at them and smiled. They really did like each other…
"Ginny!" Ginny spun around to see her fellow Gryffindor fifth year, Mandy Harnett. Mandy was the only one who knew about her and Harry… Ginny glanced at Harry and realised he was now staring at her. He grinned when she looked at him, and then raised his hand to wave it in front of Ron's face. Finally he got his friends' attention and joined in their conversation. Ginny turned to Mandy with a big grin on her face. "Hi Mandy! How are you?"
Harry sat back in his chair in the compartment, facing Ron and Hermione, who seemed to be bickering about something. They didn't argue very often anymore, but when they did it was always resolved quickly, and they would go back to gazing at each other. Unless it became a row… and they were always fun to watch. Harry made himself comfortable and wished that he had some popcorn.
"How could you say something like that?" Hermione cried shrilly, her cheeks starting to redden. She threw herself into her seat and glared at her boyfriend.
Ron stood in the doorway, his arms crossed and a dark look on his face. "Quite easily actually. I just did. And I meant it." Hermione's eyes flashed the way they did when something really annoyed her. Harry, sensing trouble, hurriedly placed a silencing charm around the compartment, for fear of attracting too much attention. He was right to do so.
Hermione sat up straight and looked at Ron furiously. "How could you? I can't believe it-after all those things you said the other week, you're unbelievable!" Hermione's voice was steadily rising in volume, and Harry shifted a little uneasily in his seat. The train started and houses started to flick past the window.
"Oh shut up. You are always on my case! Can't you ever just relax?" Ron yelled. Harry looked at him, startled. Ron may be a Gryffindor, but he never thought he'd have the guts to tell Hermione to shut up like that. Hermione looked angrier than Harry had ever seen her.
"Don't you ever tell me to shut up!" She bellowed, her face turning scarlet. Ron looked at her defiantly. "Who's gonna stop me?" He yelled back. Hermione looked ready to spit fire. "You don't have to tell me to shut up, I'll just go, and believe me, you don't have to hear me speak ever again." Hermione stood up with a toss of her hair. She made her way to the doorway, where Ron was standing, blocking the way. He stepped to one side and she glared at him before starting to walk out.
Suddenly, the train turned and she lost her footing. Ron felt her fall against him, but suddenly he couldn't see anything but what looked like grey mist. As suddenly as it came, it disappeared, and there he was, sitting in the compartment across from Harry, Harry staring blankly out of the window. Ron looked around, completely confused, and more than a little worried. Where the hell was Hermione?
Harry looked at his best friend. Ron was looking around with a really weird look on his face; he looked lost, to put it frankly. Harry couldn't help thinking something was wrong, and he started to feel worried. He wouldn't be able to handle it if Ron went haywire on him. "Ron?" Ron looked at Harry with a wild look in his eyes. "Ron, are you O.K?"
Ron surveyed Harry, his confusion mounting rapidly. "Harry." He said in a worried tone. "What's going on?"
Disclaimer- It doesn't belong to me, but if anyone wants to buy me the Harry Potter world, my birthday's the 2nd of July…
Chapter One- What's going on?
Harry Potter blinked as the mist cleared and Platform 9 and ¾ materialised in front of him. He smiled slightly; overwhelmingly glad to be going back to school. The entire summer he had been all by himself at the Dursley's house, bored out of his skull. It had been exactly the same the summer before. Now he was starting his sixth year, and he felt like going to kiss the Hogwart's express, he was so pleased to see it. Instead, he walked over to the other end of the platform, where he could see his best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They hadn't seen him though.
Harry rolled his eyes as he pushed his trolley over to them. He was standing a couple of metres away from them, but they were too caught up in their conversation to notice him. Harry grinned. They did make a cute couple, and he had thought that since the moment they had started going out in the fifth year, even though it had been strange at first. But of course he couldn't complain. After all, they didn't know about him and Ginny…
Ginny spotted Harry and felt her heart beat faster, as usual. He was looking at Ron and Hermione with a grin on his face. She looked at them and smiled. They really did like each other…
"Ginny!" Ginny spun around to see her fellow Gryffindor fifth year, Mandy Harnett. Mandy was the only one who knew about her and Harry… Ginny glanced at Harry and realised he was now staring at her. He grinned when she looked at him, and then raised his hand to wave it in front of Ron's face. Finally he got his friends' attention and joined in their conversation. Ginny turned to Mandy with a big grin on her face. "Hi Mandy! How are you?"
Harry sat back in his chair in the compartment, facing Ron and Hermione, who seemed to be bickering about something. They didn't argue very often anymore, but when they did it was always resolved quickly, and they would go back to gazing at each other. Unless it became a row… and they were always fun to watch. Harry made himself comfortable and wished that he had some popcorn.
"How could you say something like that?" Hermione cried shrilly, her cheeks starting to redden. She threw herself into her seat and glared at her boyfriend.
Ron stood in the doorway, his arms crossed and a dark look on his face. "Quite easily actually. I just did. And I meant it." Hermione's eyes flashed the way they did when something really annoyed her. Harry, sensing trouble, hurriedly placed a silencing charm around the compartment, for fear of attracting too much attention. He was right to do so.
Hermione sat up straight and looked at Ron furiously. "How could you? I can't believe it-after all those things you said the other week, you're unbelievable!" Hermione's voice was steadily rising in volume, and Harry shifted a little uneasily in his seat. The train started and houses started to flick past the window.
"Oh shut up. You are always on my case! Can't you ever just relax?" Ron yelled. Harry looked at him, startled. Ron may be a Gryffindor, but he never thought he'd have the guts to tell Hermione to shut up like that. Hermione looked angrier than Harry had ever seen her.
"Don't you ever tell me to shut up!" She bellowed, her face turning scarlet. Ron looked at her defiantly. "Who's gonna stop me?" He yelled back. Hermione looked ready to spit fire. "You don't have to tell me to shut up, I'll just go, and believe me, you don't have to hear me speak ever again." Hermione stood up with a toss of her hair. She made her way to the doorway, where Ron was standing, blocking the way. He stepped to one side and she glared at him before starting to walk out.
Suddenly, the train turned and she lost her footing. Ron felt her fall against him, but suddenly he couldn't see anything but what looked like grey mist. As suddenly as it came, it disappeared, and there he was, sitting in the compartment across from Harry, Harry staring blankly out of the window. Ron looked around, completely confused, and more than a little worried. Where the hell was Hermione?
Harry looked at his best friend. Ron was looking around with a really weird look on his face; he looked lost, to put it frankly. Harry couldn't help thinking something was wrong, and he started to feel worried. He wouldn't be able to handle it if Ron went haywire on him. "Ron?" Ron looked at Harry with a wild look in his eyes. "Ron, are you O.K?"
Ron surveyed Harry, his confusion mounting rapidly. "Harry." He said in a worried tone. "What's going on?"