Chapter 1 Seventh Year
Harry Potter and other characters are J.K Rowling's.
It was relatively warm at Hogwarts a week before end of term. Seventh years were in the last days of studying for their N.E.W.T.S. Three of the Gryffindor(?) students however also had much heavier things on their minds in addition to their last exams.
Harry Potter, the boy who lived, had it particularly rough. All year he'd had nightmares about all he'd been through the past six years and the prophecy. Many nights he also went without sleep, he'd just lie awake, staring at the ceiling and contemplating.
Ronald Weasley, Harry's friend and "right-hand man" had written home everday without fail. Like Harry, many nightmares jolted him awake, nightmares of losing his family. His mood the whole year had been as gloomy as his friend's.
Hermione Granger, "the brains behind the men" also feared for her own family the last year of Hogwarts. She did her best to keep her spirits and those of her friends' as high as she could. At times it was really hard to be encouraging in such horrifing times. She kept her mind off of the times with her studies all year and even more with N.E.W.T.S the coming week.
In the Daily Prophet, everyday was news of another murder or attack in muggle and magical communities alike. Not only were the Golden trio on edge, but all of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw, even the staff.
The only house not concerned was Slytherin, for obvious reasons. One change in Slytherin was that Malfoy was still on the run along with Snape.
No one was surprised at the beginning of the year. Malfoy wasn't about to return to school after contributing to Dumbledore's death.
Even with all the calamity, life still had to go on. A war was coming, all sides could feel it. It was just a matter of time.
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