It was September 1st. Harry Potter, with his eyes burning with fury, walked up to his Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley. Hermione was apologetic and tried to explain.

I'm sorry Harry! Please don't be mad! Dumbledore said-

I don't care what Dumbledore said! Harry interrupted her I was stuck at the Dursley's all summer. Oh and did I mention that I didn't get one single bloody letter from anyone?

Harry, its just the way it was. We're sorry! Ron said We couldn't send letters to anyone! And you had to stay with those bloody Muggles according to Dumbledore's orders! Its not our fault!

Oh so it was perfectly fine for you two to be together, but I couldn't leave the Muggles! You probably spent all summer snogging in Ron's room! Harry shouted, and Hermione turned a bright shade of pink.

she started.

No, I don't want to hear it. I'm going on the train, and I'm going to sit by myself. Leave me alone, and don't try to talk to me. and Harry stomped off.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other. They both wanted to go after Harry, but they thought that he needed some time to cool off.

There is one thing I wanna know though... Ron told her.

Hermione asked.

How did he know about what went on in my room? Ron said, trying to make a joke.

Oh Ron! Hermione said, and smacked his arm.

Ron exclaimed, laughing.

Hermione laughed and walked with Ron to the train. They found Harry sitting in a compartment by himself, staring out the window. Hermione was about to walk in when Ron grabbed her hand and pulled her to the next one.

Just leave him alone, he's had it bad. Us walking in there and trying to make it better will just make it worse. Ron told he when they sat down. Hermione bit her lip.

'Suppose you're right. she added and curled up next to Ron in the seat.
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Well, well. Who do we have here? Potty...where's the Weasel? Oh I forgot, he's with the Mudblood. Harry turned around to see who it was, only to find out that it was Malfoy. How does it feel like being the third wheel? Malfoy sneered.

I don't know...Maybe you should think about it. Harry said, pointing at Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy looked at the two.

Shut up Potter. Not so tough now that Black is gone now, aren't you?

Harry felt a stab of pain and didn't say anything.

Ha, that's what I thought. Malfoy said, and turned around to walk out.
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A/N Just a short little chapter to get everything going. I'll update ASAP, and promise to make the chapters longer...but ONLY if you review! ::hint hint::

til then,
~brit o_X