Chapter One: Remembering and Forgiving


Harry and Ron where sitting on the train on their way to their 7th year at the great school of Hogwarts. It would be last year at Hogwarts, and the feelings were bitter sweet.

"Harry!! There you are, I've been looking everywhere for you," Hermione said with a look of excitement on her face.

"Hey Hermione! How's it going?" Harry replied

"Fine, how was your summer guys?" Hermione said trying to get Ron involved. Ron was angry at Hermione and seemed distant because Hermione had ended their one year relationship this past summer. Her reasons were those of her own. She felt that she needed to explore, she didn't want to go any farther and ruin the friendship.

"Sometimes you have to sacrifice love to save a friendship" Hermione had told Ron about a month ago. Ron's reply had Hermione taken back. He was a little more angry then Hermione had expected him to be, "YOU'RE DUMPING ME?!? I CAN'T BELIVE YOU! Hermione I love you! Why don't you understand that?!? If that's the way you want it fine then!" He then walked out of the room, not even letting Hermione get in a word in edgewise. That was the last time that Hermione had talked to Ron, Hermione had expected that Ron would have matured and gotten over it by now, but she was wrong.

"My summer was fine!" Ron replied "I spent most of the summer outside practicing Quidditch, I suspect you had a great summer, getting rid of me and all."

"Oh Ron! PLEASE! Drop it! You know very well we broke up cause I didn't want to end up loosing another friend, I didn't want our friendship to crumble like mine and Dean's did after we broke up!"

"Don't make up exc--" Ron had been cut off by Harry

"BOTH OF YOU DROP IT! You two are best friends!! Don't let this get in the way of it! Now Ron, would you rather have Hermione as a friend or as a enemy?"

"Harry, SHE DUMPED ME! SHE BROKE MY HEART!"

"Ron, move on! Be friends! If it was meant to be it would of happened! This is our last year at Hogwarts, let's make it memorable. Agree?"

"Fine, but just for the record, Hermione you hurt me, I loved you, you were my life, you were part of me, then you were gone, it felt like hell, just understand how much you meant to me. Friends?"

"Best friends! Ron I am sorry it just wasn't meant to be, please, understand that" Hermione replied.

"Aww, how cute Mudblood and Wesley are Best Friends!" said a familiar cunning voice behind them. Hermione, Ron and Harry turned around to see who other then, Malfoy.

"And just what is it to you Malfoy?" Hermione asked. When Hermione turned around Malfoy had a surprised expression on his face. Hermione had filled out, finally. Her hair was calm and laid just over her shoulders with a slight curl at the end. With the hair out of her face her big brown eyes were more noticeable and certainly caught his attention. She had a new look to her, Malfoy was indeed surprised and yet pleased. There was an awkward silence between them, and the corners of his mouth began to rise slightly but suddenly as if he realized what he was about to do, his usual unpleasant smirk came upon his face.

"That was not a Malfoy thing to say," Hermione said speaking to Harry and Ron. Harry just shrugged his shoulders, as if nothing had happened, but Ron looked a bit more concerned.

There was a long silence as the train ride progressed, so Hermione, as usual, buried her nose in Standard Spells Grade 7. Ron still had a look of a mix between worry and astonishment on his face about the strange encounter with Malfoy, and Harry was looking out the window, thinking of his past summer at the Burrow. It had been a enjoyable summer, and Harry couldn't help but realize that Ginny had grown up quite well.

Ever since Aunt Petunia found out that she was a witch, Harry was not allowed in the house ever again. Uncle Vernon was convinced that it was all Harry's fault, even though Dumbledore tried to explain that it is a rare phenomenon and Harry had nothing to do with it. Though, being the arrogant man that he is, he would not listen and forbid Harry to come back ever again. Though his summer was quite nice, he couldn't help but wonder when Sirius' name would ever be cleared.

After the long and silent train ride, they finally arrived at the majestic school of Hogwarts. The trio walked by the deep and mysterious lake and climbed into one of the snow white carriages, accompanied by Neville, who was on the verge of tears because he had lost his toad Trevor once again.