Overriding Jealousy
Chapter One
The Last Month
"One hell of a potions final that was."
"Oh Ron, you know it wasn't that hard! I found it rather easy. And you know that I don't appreciate your vulgar language."
"For you, every exam is easy. And will you come off it about the vulgar language?"
Harry Potter and his two best friends, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, were walking up out of the dungeons at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. All three of them were in their seventh and final year at Hogwarts, and they had just finished their last final exam which was potions. All three of them hated potions as well as the potions master, Professor Snape. And of course, Ron and Hermione were bickering again.
They headed out of the dungeons and onto the sunny grounds to relax. They set off for their favorite tree under the lake. Ron immediately threw is bag down.
"Finally, no more school work," he said with a very wide grin on his face.
"I think I'm going to miss it a lot. Oh well, I think I'll be plenty busy with my internship at the Ministry of Magic," Hermione commented.
"What department is that Hermione?" Harry asked.
"The Department of Muggle and Wizarding affairs," Hermione said grinning.
"Bloody hell! That's a really big place to go Hermione," Ron burst out.
"Ron! How many times must I tell you not to use vulgar language?"
"WILL YOU COME OFF THE DAMN VUGLAR LANGUAGE?"
"How about the both of you stop it?" Harry cut in.
"Fine," Ron said turning his head away from Hermione.
"Works for me," Hermione said instantly very interested in digging through her bag.
While Harry's friends were busy relaxing and enjoying themselves, Harry's thoughts wandered to his auror training that would start in September. Ever since Harry was 11, he had been coming to Hogwarts. Hogwarts was all he lived for, but now it was all over. Next year, he and his friends would go separate ways to work on their futures. This thought made Harry's stomach tighten. He couldn't imagine a life without Ron and Hermione. Harry also wondered where he would spend his summer. He desperately did not want to go back to the Dursley's. He wondered if Dumbledore would actually let him go straight to the Burrow. Most likely not, for he never had before.
Harry's thoughts went back to his auror training. In Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts, the transfiguration teacher and the head of his house, Professor McGonagall, said she would help Harry become an auror if it was the last thing she did. She had helped Harry study and get good marks on all the subjects needed, and now he was ready for the training. He would be working with his all time favorite defense against the darks arts teacher, Professor Lupin, and the all-famous "Mad Eye" Moody. Harry couldn't wait for the start of his auror training, even though it meant leaving his friends behind. His thoughts were then interrupted by Ron.
"It'll be weird leaving this place won't it?" Ron said.
"I'm going to miss it terribly! Especially the library," Hermione said.
"It's like leaving home for me. This old castle has always been my life, and my true home," Harry said.
"Oh Harry! It's all right! We'll all see each other often I'm sure, and you'll have a great life I know you will," Hermione burst out. She then grabbed Harry and hugged him.
"Thanks Hermione," Harry said smiling. Hermione had always been there for him, and for the first time Harry appreciated it more than anything.
"Oh my look how dark it's gotten," Hermione said two hours later.
"Yeah, we better go to dinner. I'm starving," Ron said.
So they all got up and walked up to the Great Hall for dinner. They sat down with their fellow Gryffindors, and started to eat. They enjoyed their dinner chatting and laughing with all of their friends. Harry almost didn't want it to end. But sure enough, dinner was over and he, Ron, and Hermione headed back up to the common room.
"Password?" said the fat lady in the portrait, wearing her pink dress.
"Radcliff Claws," Hermione said.
The fat lady swung open, and the three of them climbed into the common room.
"Well Harry, you and I better start packing," Ron said.
"Yeah, I guess you're right," Harry said in a gloomy voice.
Tomorrow the Hogwarts express would take Harry and his friends back home to platform nine and three quarters. Harry went up the stairs, and gloomily started throwing things in his trunk. After he was done packing, he put on his pajamas and closed the curtains to his four poster bed. The last month of his seventh year had gone by so fast. Much too fast for Harry's liking, anyway. The memories of the past month flashed through his mind. Hermione drawing up more study schedules, taking all of his last tests, visiting Hagrid at his hut one last time, lounging by the lake under their favorite tree… Harry's thoughts slipped away as he fell asleep.
*~*~*
"Harry wake up! Come on, you've got to," Ron said while shaking Harry awake. Judging by the darkness of the dormitory it was still night, and Harry had only been asleep for a couple hours.
"Hedwig's got a note for you Harry," Ron said pointing to Harry's very loyal and trustworthy snowy owl perched on the windowsill. She had a note clutched in her beak. Harry went over to her, and tore it open. It read:
Harry,
Please come see me in my office immediately. It's rather urgent.
Professor Dumbledore
"I'll be back as soon as I can, ok Ron?"
"Sure," Ron said.
Harry slipped on shoes and his cloak and set off for Professor Dumbledore's office. He ran through the halls and passages, and finally reached the stone gargoyle that was the secret entrance to Professor Dumbledore's office.
"Er….." Harry said, realizing that once again he didn't know the password. But then the gargoyle started to move and soon Professor Dumbledore emerged wearing his long nightgown and nightcap. He beckoned for Harry to come forward into his office. Harry followed him up the stairs wondering what he could've done this time. He sat down in a chair as Dumbledore sat down behind his desk.
"You are probably wondering why you are here Harry," Dumbledore said. Harry nodded.
"Well, you are not in trouble I assure you. We are here to merely discuss where you are to go this summer. I've been keeping in touch with Mrs. Weasley, and your aunt and uncle. Your aunt and uncle have sportingly agreed to let you go straight to the Weasley's. And of course, Mrs. Wealsey is thrilled with this plan. Mr. Weasley has already packed your things from your aunt and uncle's and taken it to the Burrow. Mrs. Wealsey has a new room that she would love for you to stay in till you set off for your auror training in Ireland. Oh, and Miss Granger will be staying at the Burrow also. That is all Harry, you may go back to bed now."
Harry got up and left Dumbledore's office, not believing what just happened. He never had to go back to the Dursley's again! It was a miracle. He'd waited for this all his life, and now it's finally happened. Harry ran back to the dormitory to tell Ron.
Unfortunately, on the way back to the dormitory Harry collided with the potions master, Professor Snape.
"Ah, Mr. Potter…out of bed again I see? Where's your invisibility cloak this time? Maybe it should be straight to the headmaster with you…," Snape said grabbing Harry by the collar and dragging him back to the stone gargoyle. Harry knew by now never to talk back to Snape.
"Canary Cremes," Professor Snape muttered, and the gargoyle started to move and a staircase appeared. He dragged Harry up the stairs and knocked on the door.
"Dumbledore, Harry has been out of bed after hours again. I think a good punish-"
"Now, now Severus," Dumbledore interrupted," he was up here to see me, therefore it is my fault. My apologies."
"Of-of course, sir. No problem at all," Snape said glaring at Harry. He then left and Dumbledore told Harry he should definitely get back to bed.
Harry left Dumbledore's office for the second time that night, and ran up to the dormitory.
"Password?" said the fat lady.
"Radcliff Claws," Harry panted. The portrait swung open, and Harry ran up the stairs, and burst into the dormitory.
"Ron! Ron! Wake up come on," Harry said shaking him awake.
"What is it?" Ron asked sleepily.
"Dumbledore's just told me that I can come straight to the Burrow this summer! Isn't that great?" Harry burst out.
"Yea that's wicked. Now, if you don't mind, let's get some sleep.
*~*~*
The next day, Harry woke up in much higher spirits. He spent the day walking around the castle with Ron and Hermione taking their last looks at things. Harry made sure, of course to say goodbye to Moaning Myrtle. So, the trio headed up the girl's bathroom on the second floor that held the former entrance to the Chamber of Secrets, which Harry and Ron had gone into in their second year.
"Hello Myrtle. We came to say goodbye," Harry said as soon as he had spotted Myrtle.
"Ah yes of course. It's your last year. I will miss you terribly, Harry," Myrtle said blushing a furious silver.
"Right then, goodbye," Harry said.
"Bye," Myrtle sobbed as she dove into her toilet.
The end of term feast had to be the most enjoyable Harry had ever had. There was a lot of laughter, and chatter as the students in their seventh year anticipated leaving. The feast ended, and everyone headed out to the Great Hall to prepare to go to the Hoagsmead Train Station.
"Bye Harry! It's been great knowing you! Hope to see you soon," Neville Longbottom said.
"See you Harry! I'll miss havin' you for a roommate mate," Seamus Finnigan said.
"Hope to see you soon," Dean Thomas added.
"Let's hope, that I see you no where, anytime, in the near future," Draco Malfoy drawled.
"Same to you, Malfoy. But now, you don't have a father to complain to. Your dad's in Azkaban. Too bad he was too dirty and evil to bother with the thought of his son's future. Now he can't buy his way into an internship at the Ministry for you," Harry said. Ron snickered. And at that same moment the carriages pulled up, and Harry, Ron and Hermione scrambled away from Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle into a carriage.
Harry took his last look at the Hogwarts castle, and stupidly waved goodbye.
*~*~*
Harry, Ron, and Hermione busied themselves with games of Exploding Snap all the way home. They finally arrived at Platform nine and three quarters, and met Mrs. Weasley, Fred, and George. Fred offered to help Hermione with her stuff grinning. Hermione looked rather puzzled but agreed. Ron stared with a look of disgust on his face. Harry could tell by the look in Fred's eyes that he was actually attracted to Hermione. She had changed of course. She was 17 now, and her hair was straight and long. And she was pretty. Unlike before, she was pretty. Fred made Hermione laugh the whole way back to the Burrow.
A/N: so what do you think? I'll try to get chapter 2 up and running soon! :-D