Summary:

All Harry Potter wants is a normal year. He wants to be able to just hang out with his friends and be able to have a real relationship. But he can't, why not? He has to save the world. With Dumbledore gone and now Hogwarts closing, everything has gotten harder. Not to mention the four very unexpected, and very unwanted, people that have just landed on his doorstep. But maybe, this is the answer to his prayers. Maybe they can help, especially her. This newcomer could be his chance. Harry has no idea, but she is about to rockhisworld

sorry about that it wouldn't fit on my page.

Disclamer- sadly, i do not own Harry Potter, because if i did i would not be writing fanfics, i'd be writing the real thing :(

this is my first fanfic so please forgive me if i messed some stuff up! here goes...

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"No..."

"I don't believe it..."

"Desperate times calls for desperate measures...You know as well as I do, Hogwarts just isn't safe anymore," said a stern McGonagall.

"I still don't believe it," Hermione repeated.

"Well, believe it. I have to go, I have...business to attend to. I'll be back later," said McGonagall and with that she was gone, leaving the shocked trio in the living room of number twelve Grimmauld Place.

"This...is...ridiculous! She can't close Hogwarts! There has to be something we can do," exclaimed Ron.

"You guys...without Dumbledore, Hogwarts just isn't safe," Harry said unsurely.

"I guess Harry is right, but what will we do? Our homes aren't any safer..." Hermione stated.

"Well, bring your families and stay here. It's big, empty, and with the order coming in and out its safe." Harry replied immediately, he wasn't just gunna let his two best friends go out into the real world without any protection, it was the best he could do

"Really Harry? Thank you. I'll go send an owl to may parents now. Thanks again, you're the best," She left after giving each boy a quick hug to go and owl her parents.

"She's right you know," Ron told Harry. "I couldn't half of what you've been through."

"Well, what did you expect me to do?"

Harry had been pretty down lately. It was just a few weeks ago when all those...unfortunate events happened. Sometimes Harry would just tune everyone out and think, just think. People were starting to think he was going crazy, that he couldn't handle everything and he was just losing it. But he wasn't. All he would do is think, about everything. The war, the Horcruxes, Sirius, Dumbledore, Voldemort, but mostly one person. He didn't know why, but he just couldn't stop thinking about Draco Malfoy. He couldn't get that look out of his head. Right before...it happened, Dumbledore offered him protection from the order and a job. Harry doubted he would have gone for it, but the look in his eyes, Draco wanted it, he could tell. But, then the Death Eaters showed up, even with the Death Eaters there Dumbledore might still be alive. But then Snape showed up and–

"Harry, you ok mate?" Ron asked, pulling Harry from his thoughts.

"Yeah, just thinkin, as usual," Harry replied.

"'Bout what?"

"Eh, just everything,"

"Anything in specific...?" Ron was worried, Harry was always blanking out. He wanted his friend to be ok, but he didn't know what to do. Hopefully it would get better.

"Oh, just about McGonagall. Where do you think she went?" he lied. He couldn't tell Ron about Malfoy, Hermione maybe, but not Ron. He wouldn't get it.

"Oh, who knows...probably something for the Order ," Ron knew Harry was lying to him. Ron might be slow, but he wasn't a complete idiot. But he wasn't gunna push him. Harry would tell him when he was ready, whenever that would be.

Hermione walked into the room, "Well, I sent an owl to my parents, I have to go get them tomorrow. I don't know if I can wait that long," she stated as she sat down on one of the chairs across form her two best friends. "What are you guys talking about?"

"About McGonagall. Where do you think she went?" Ron asked Hermione.

"Well, she seemed a little...mysterious about it," the girl replied.

For the next half hour Hermione read, Ron played chess with a house elf, and Harry stared into the fire. They were all doing separate things, yet all the same. They were all thinking bout McGonagall, and her mysterious business. Then she came back, with a surprise none of them would have guessed.

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When McGonagall came back she looked worried.

"What's wrong professor?" Hermione asked.

"We need to talk..." she paused. They waited...anxiously. "As you know, your homes are safe now, with the Death Eater attacks growing each day and, Harry I do hope you don't mind, I have invited certain people to come stay here until things get better."

"People like who?" asked Hermione.

"Fellow Gryffindors and their families...and others. Neville and his grandmother, Lavender and her family, Luna, Dean, Seamus, their families, the Patils, the Creeveys, plus some teachers and the order. And...of course your families."

"Woah, that's a lot of people. How will they all fit?" asked Harry. There was no way all those people could fit in his house, well, comfortably anyways.

"Well, with a few charms, we can make rooms bigger, add rooms too. We are wizards, Harry, we do magic. Have you forgotten?" McGonagall chuckled. "But, there's more."

"MORE?...God! That's a LOT of people. Magic or not it would take a while.

"Well, actually, with everyone working on it, it wouldn't really take that long. It'd be like a group project," Hermione defended, it sounded fun for her. It was like being at Hogwarts, minus the troublesome Slytherins.

"Wait! I wanna know who the mystery people are," Ron was sick of waiting, he wanted answers.

"Well, first of all, I want you to say, after Dumbledore died I was left in charge . And I want to make it clear that, one we need more people, and two, everything I do is for the best. You may not understand that now, but I just want you to know that. You need to trust me."

"Ok...I don't understand," Harry said, a little confused.

"Yeah, what's going on?" Ron was even more lost than before he asked his last question. Maybe that's a sign that I should stop asking questions. He thought.

"You may not like my plan at first but honestly, it doesn't matter. There's no turning back now," she mumbled the last part, mostly to herself. When noticing the confused looks she was getting from her ex-students she continued. "I have brought four people with me today. Two young men and two young ladies–"

"Girls? scoooore!" said Ron until he got a heated look from Hermione. "I mean, just kidding...uhh, I...um bloody hell," he mumbled.

"Anyways," McGonagall continued. "These young may not be what you expect, or want. But it's what the Order needs, and right now that's what's important." still confused looks were thrown at her.

"I'm not sure I follow you correctly professor, why wouldn't we want them here?" Hermione (being Hermione) had started to piece together the mystery, and didn't like where it was going.

"You may not get along. You have different view, you...you come from different families."

"Jeez professor, you're starting to scare me. Your acting as if you've brought a bunch of Slytherins to stay here." Harry laughed.

"uh oh," Hermione mumbled.

"I do believe that's our cue," said a voice from the door.

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ok, that was my very first fanfic so...please review and please be nice, i'm new at this.