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the two characters that will be introduced later.
Ch.1: Dumbledore's Surprise
Dear Journal, School will be starting next month. I can't believe I'll be in 6th year. Last year's "fling" with Hermione is all gone now. We are bestfriends, just like always. Everything got really weird between us, we doubted our original friendship, so we decided that it would be better not to lose all that we used to have. Everything's fine now, Cho comes to my mind sometimes, she's still the prettiest girl in Hogwarts, she's one of the nicest too, but I don't really think of her as appealing, in a way, her being more than a good friend to me doesn't top my list of goals as it did before. There's no special someone in my life right now, I'm not tirelessly looking for someone either, I'll just wait.anyway, I'm meeting Ron and Hermione in Diagon Alley two weeks from now then we'll stay at The Burrow for the rest of the summer. Thank God! I really have to go now; I have a stupid Potions paper to do. HARRY
"What else do you need Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Let me see, new robes, check, quills and parchment, check, so the last thing I need is." Harry replied.
"Books!!" Hermione said loudly. All of the excitement was clearly showing through as she grabbed Ron and Harry by the collar and tugged them towards their last stop. She completely ignored her friends as they moaned and wore long faces.
"Ooh look at this Ron! 'Secret Techniques for Advanced Arithmancy', what do you think?' Hermione was going nuts. The store had a new section on Arithmancy and other subjects which related to Hermione's interests.
"Ron, Harry?" Hermione asked as she tried to catch their attention.
"Now she is hot." Ron said. He and Harry had their backs to Hermione and were looking at a magazine.
"I'd sure want one of those!" Harry said.
"Totally hot! Perfect curves, so sleek." Ron said.
"Whew! And would you look at this." Harry said as they turned the page.
"Ouch! And if I get rich, she's mine. I'll ride her everyday." Ron said.
"That would be great, swift, fast and.fast." Harry said.
"Ugh! You two are disgusting! Looking at things like that! You guys, are a bunch of sick perv.maniacs!! I didn't even know they sell such rubbish in the wizarding world." Hermione said, enraged.
"What are you talking about?" Harry said.
"Don't act like you don't know!" Hermione said as she grabbed the magazine form them. "LOOK!"
"So?" Ron said.
"What do you mean SO? Look at this!" she relied angrily.
"Oh you think that we were," Harry said and made eye contact with Ron and grinned. "Take a look yourself Hermione."
"I will not look at this dirty, thing of a magazine!" But she looked at it anyway. Harry and Ron burst into laughter when they saw her face.
"Which Broomstick?" she mumbled to herself.
"I can't believe you!" Harry said through his laughter.
"Oh. Well I thought you were looking at." Hermione was speechless, and embarrassed.
"You of all people should know that us guys like to refer to cool, inanimate objects, such as broomsticks, as SHE." Ron said.
"Ugh, you are impossible!" Hermione yelled as she walked dangerously toward them.
"Well I think we're all finished here, lets go!" Harry said and ran out of the store, Ron right behind him.
"Boys." She mumbled again, took her books and left.
Two weeks, 18 backyard quidditch games, 4 gnome attacks, 12 odd explosions from Fred and George's room and approximately 57 arguments between Ron and Hermione later, the trio was back at King's Cross Station in London. Platform 9¾ was packed with Hogwarts students in muggle clothes. As Ron said goodbye to his parents, Harry was looking at his fellow 6th year students. Dean had gotten a lot taller, Seamus was much more skilled with his wand, no more explosions for him. Standing to Harry's far right was Draco Malfoy. He was tall too, but not taller than Harry, he had also matured like everyone else. His face was starting to look so much like his father's that the resemblance was too much to take. His malicious grin was always on his face. He was nowhere without it. Unlike before, you could that in him was a kid who was having fun. He would have a genuine smile at times, and people understood it, as evil as he looked, everyone could still relate. But now, the blonde 16 year old did everything with hate. He wasn't a child anymore. He looked as if he swore his life to the Dark Lord. As if he dedicated himself to causing pain and suffering.
It was time for Harry and Hermione to bid Mr. and Mrs. Weasley goodbye. As he thanked them for their wonderful hospitality, Harry really needed to tell Mrs. Weasley something important. So he asked to talk to her in private.
"What is it Harry, dear?" she asked, confused.
"Well I'd just like to thank you again for all that you've done for me, you've been the closest thing to a mother that I've ever had. I don't really consider the Dursleys as family, but all of you, you're the best. Id just like you to know that you're family to me, and that you hold a special place here." Harry said as he put his hand over his heart.
Harry didn't notice that Mrs. Weasley was already crying.
"Oh Harry! If there's anything you need, just send us an owl, alright?" she said sobbing slightly.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Weasley." Harry said with a cheerful smile. They all boarded the train and as they made their way into the aisle to look for an empty cabin, they could hear Mrs. Weasley's last words.
"Stay out of trouble, Ronald!!"
Ron moaned, obviously annoyed.
"Oh here's one guys!" Hermione said and opened the door to an empty compartment.
"Well, we'll go in the next one, so we wont be squashed in." Dean said and opened up the next cabin and entered with Seamus and Neville who had found them earlier, not wanting to be all alone of course and joined the group.
"You know, after this ride, we'll only have three more left." Ron said.
"Yes, yes I know." Hermione said and sighed.
"Whats wrong?" Harry asked.
"Forget it. Its nothing." She replied quickly.
"I don't think its nothing! You wouldn't be sighing and looking like you're on the verge of tears if it was nothing! Ron interrupted.
"Ron!" Harry said.
"What?"
"Well, I'm not ready to tell you two what its about right now." Hermione said softly.
"But." Ron tried to finish but he was interrupted by Harry.
"So there is something. Its not just nothing?"
"No. But can't tell you. I'm just not comfortable with that right now. Is that okay?" she said with pleading eyes.
"Yes, of course. We completely understand. Right, Ron?" said Harry calmly.
"Well, I guess." He muttered.
Dear Diary, I'm on the Hogwarts Express. Ron and Harry asked me why I kept sighing and looking out the window. I told them I wasn't comfortable in telling them yet, but weirdly, they understood. Well I'll tell you whats bothering me. This is our second to the last year at Hogwarts and the biggest relationship I've had was with Harry. I mean, I've had dates, but not serious relationships. I used to think that I wanted Harry back; that I could do everything all over again. But I cant. The way things are right now is perfect enough. I guess I'm just wishing for that one special person. Maybe I'd want him t be like Harry, but not exactly. And preferably, a Hogwarts 6th year? Ok, ok, that's really silly, but I can dream right? HERMIONE
* * * The fall sky slowly drifted away as November was creeping up on Hogwarts. The amber piles of leaves had been magically removed from the grounds, much to the dismay of the younger students, who had used the leaves to substitute the upcoming snowball fights and forts. Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were walking across the slopes near Hagrid's hut talking with one very desperate Hermione Granger. She was on the tough search for "The One" but in a very discreet manner. Ron and Harry were miraculously not talking about quidditch but Dumbledore's announcement that breezy Saturday at breakfast. The wise headmaster had said that there will be a "slight change in the school community" a week from the coming Monday. Nobody had a clue on what he was talking about.
"What do you think will happen?" Hermione said.
"The question is, why do you think he's keeping it from us? What does he have to hide?" Harry said.
"I guess he just wants to hear our predictions. Make a fool out of us." Ron said.
"Ron! Dumbledore would never do such a thing! He obviously wanted to let us know beforehand but.um.have a little fun and keep it as a surprise." Hermione said knowingly.
"Alright, fine!" Ron said, defeated.
"C'mon, it's getting dark. We better get inside." Harry said.
The three made their way back to the enormous castle slowly as Ron kept making predictions about Dumbledore's surprise.
"Maybe he's really going to put dragons at the entrance gates! He wasn't angry at the idea three years ago." Ron said.
Harry and Hermione didn't reply. They were used to Ron being sill and irrational. The two knew better than to agree with him. It would just fuel everything up. As they entered the noisy common room, they plopped themselves down on their usual couch by the tall windows. Every 6th year gryffindor had their own place in the common room. They all sat in the same spot every single time. It was as if they were particularly bonded to that seat. Most of them just couldn't begin to think about leaving their lives and memories of their years at the timeless school. Would anything big happen? They lost hope of anything exciting. 5th year was boring. No controversies or death threats, and they knew that this year would be exactly the same. Boy, were they in for something.
Finally, the long anticipated Monday morning arrived. Soon, all the students' questions would be answered. Many of them were too excited to eat. Others ate their breakfast quickly, just to get it over with (the Weasley boys occupied most of that category).
Dumbledore stood up and called for everyone's attention. The hall went silent. Amongst all the hyperventilation and ecstatic faces, Dumbledore was the only one who was calm.
"Not to worry students. Nothing horrible is going to happen. Just a simple change, as I had said last week." Dumbledore said.
"Easy for you to say, you already know whats going to happen." Ron muttered.
"Shhh!" Hermione looked as if she was going to explode.
"Gryffindors, Slytherins, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, we have two new students." Dumbledore motioned to Prof. Snape to open the near behind the head table. Two people slowly walked out. "This is Colette Lawrence, a Gryffindor 6th year and her stepbrother Christian Mancum, also a gryffindor 6th year. As the gryffindor table cheered loudly at their new housemates, the two sat down at the empty places near Lavender and Parvati. As all the boys stared at Colette, Hermione could feel her blood boil in jealousy (for once).
AN: ok that's a cliffhanger! Just review it please! I think it was too long but.oh whatever. I might be able to post the next chapter in at least 3 weeks so don't expect anything too soon!
Ch.1: Dumbledore's Surprise
Dear Journal, School will be starting next month. I can't believe I'll be in 6th year. Last year's "fling" with Hermione is all gone now. We are bestfriends, just like always. Everything got really weird between us, we doubted our original friendship, so we decided that it would be better not to lose all that we used to have. Everything's fine now, Cho comes to my mind sometimes, she's still the prettiest girl in Hogwarts, she's one of the nicest too, but I don't really think of her as appealing, in a way, her being more than a good friend to me doesn't top my list of goals as it did before. There's no special someone in my life right now, I'm not tirelessly looking for someone either, I'll just wait.anyway, I'm meeting Ron and Hermione in Diagon Alley two weeks from now then we'll stay at The Burrow for the rest of the summer. Thank God! I really have to go now; I have a stupid Potions paper to do. HARRY
"What else do you need Harry?" Hermione asked.
"Let me see, new robes, check, quills and parchment, check, so the last thing I need is." Harry replied.
"Books!!" Hermione said loudly. All of the excitement was clearly showing through as she grabbed Ron and Harry by the collar and tugged them towards their last stop. She completely ignored her friends as they moaned and wore long faces.
"Ooh look at this Ron! 'Secret Techniques for Advanced Arithmancy', what do you think?' Hermione was going nuts. The store had a new section on Arithmancy and other subjects which related to Hermione's interests.
"Ron, Harry?" Hermione asked as she tried to catch their attention.
"Now she is hot." Ron said. He and Harry had their backs to Hermione and were looking at a magazine.
"I'd sure want one of those!" Harry said.
"Totally hot! Perfect curves, so sleek." Ron said.
"Whew! And would you look at this." Harry said as they turned the page.
"Ouch! And if I get rich, she's mine. I'll ride her everyday." Ron said.
"That would be great, swift, fast and.fast." Harry said.
"Ugh! You two are disgusting! Looking at things like that! You guys, are a bunch of sick perv.maniacs!! I didn't even know they sell such rubbish in the wizarding world." Hermione said, enraged.
"What are you talking about?" Harry said.
"Don't act like you don't know!" Hermione said as she grabbed the magazine form them. "LOOK!"
"So?" Ron said.
"What do you mean SO? Look at this!" she relied angrily.
"Oh you think that we were," Harry said and made eye contact with Ron and grinned. "Take a look yourself Hermione."
"I will not look at this dirty, thing of a magazine!" But she looked at it anyway. Harry and Ron burst into laughter when they saw her face.
"Which Broomstick?" she mumbled to herself.
"I can't believe you!" Harry said through his laughter.
"Oh. Well I thought you were looking at." Hermione was speechless, and embarrassed.
"You of all people should know that us guys like to refer to cool, inanimate objects, such as broomsticks, as SHE." Ron said.
"Ugh, you are impossible!" Hermione yelled as she walked dangerously toward them.
"Well I think we're all finished here, lets go!" Harry said and ran out of the store, Ron right behind him.
"Boys." She mumbled again, took her books and left.
Two weeks, 18 backyard quidditch games, 4 gnome attacks, 12 odd explosions from Fred and George's room and approximately 57 arguments between Ron and Hermione later, the trio was back at King's Cross Station in London. Platform 9¾ was packed with Hogwarts students in muggle clothes. As Ron said goodbye to his parents, Harry was looking at his fellow 6th year students. Dean had gotten a lot taller, Seamus was much more skilled with his wand, no more explosions for him. Standing to Harry's far right was Draco Malfoy. He was tall too, but not taller than Harry, he had also matured like everyone else. His face was starting to look so much like his father's that the resemblance was too much to take. His malicious grin was always on his face. He was nowhere without it. Unlike before, you could that in him was a kid who was having fun. He would have a genuine smile at times, and people understood it, as evil as he looked, everyone could still relate. But now, the blonde 16 year old did everything with hate. He wasn't a child anymore. He looked as if he swore his life to the Dark Lord. As if he dedicated himself to causing pain and suffering.
It was time for Harry and Hermione to bid Mr. and Mrs. Weasley goodbye. As he thanked them for their wonderful hospitality, Harry really needed to tell Mrs. Weasley something important. So he asked to talk to her in private.
"What is it Harry, dear?" she asked, confused.
"Well I'd just like to thank you again for all that you've done for me, you've been the closest thing to a mother that I've ever had. I don't really consider the Dursleys as family, but all of you, you're the best. Id just like you to know that you're family to me, and that you hold a special place here." Harry said as he put his hand over his heart.
Harry didn't notice that Mrs. Weasley was already crying.
"Oh Harry! If there's anything you need, just send us an owl, alright?" she said sobbing slightly.
"Goodbye, Mrs. Weasley." Harry said with a cheerful smile. They all boarded the train and as they made their way into the aisle to look for an empty cabin, they could hear Mrs. Weasley's last words.
"Stay out of trouble, Ronald!!"
Ron moaned, obviously annoyed.
"Oh here's one guys!" Hermione said and opened the door to an empty compartment.
"Well, we'll go in the next one, so we wont be squashed in." Dean said and opened up the next cabin and entered with Seamus and Neville who had found them earlier, not wanting to be all alone of course and joined the group.
"You know, after this ride, we'll only have three more left." Ron said.
"Yes, yes I know." Hermione said and sighed.
"Whats wrong?" Harry asked.
"Forget it. Its nothing." She replied quickly.
"I don't think its nothing! You wouldn't be sighing and looking like you're on the verge of tears if it was nothing! Ron interrupted.
"Ron!" Harry said.
"What?"
"Well, I'm not ready to tell you two what its about right now." Hermione said softly.
"But." Ron tried to finish but he was interrupted by Harry.
"So there is something. Its not just nothing?"
"No. But can't tell you. I'm just not comfortable with that right now. Is that okay?" she said with pleading eyes.
"Yes, of course. We completely understand. Right, Ron?" said Harry calmly.
"Well, I guess." He muttered.
Dear Diary, I'm on the Hogwarts Express. Ron and Harry asked me why I kept sighing and looking out the window. I told them I wasn't comfortable in telling them yet, but weirdly, they understood. Well I'll tell you whats bothering me. This is our second to the last year at Hogwarts and the biggest relationship I've had was with Harry. I mean, I've had dates, but not serious relationships. I used to think that I wanted Harry back; that I could do everything all over again. But I cant. The way things are right now is perfect enough. I guess I'm just wishing for that one special person. Maybe I'd want him t be like Harry, but not exactly. And preferably, a Hogwarts 6th year? Ok, ok, that's really silly, but I can dream right? HERMIONE
* * * The fall sky slowly drifted away as November was creeping up on Hogwarts. The amber piles of leaves had been magically removed from the grounds, much to the dismay of the younger students, who had used the leaves to substitute the upcoming snowball fights and forts. Harry Potter and Ron Weasley were walking across the slopes near Hagrid's hut talking with one very desperate Hermione Granger. She was on the tough search for "The One" but in a very discreet manner. Ron and Harry were miraculously not talking about quidditch but Dumbledore's announcement that breezy Saturday at breakfast. The wise headmaster had said that there will be a "slight change in the school community" a week from the coming Monday. Nobody had a clue on what he was talking about.
"What do you think will happen?" Hermione said.
"The question is, why do you think he's keeping it from us? What does he have to hide?" Harry said.
"I guess he just wants to hear our predictions. Make a fool out of us." Ron said.
"Ron! Dumbledore would never do such a thing! He obviously wanted to let us know beforehand but.um.have a little fun and keep it as a surprise." Hermione said knowingly.
"Alright, fine!" Ron said, defeated.
"C'mon, it's getting dark. We better get inside." Harry said.
The three made their way back to the enormous castle slowly as Ron kept making predictions about Dumbledore's surprise.
"Maybe he's really going to put dragons at the entrance gates! He wasn't angry at the idea three years ago." Ron said.
Harry and Hermione didn't reply. They were used to Ron being sill and irrational. The two knew better than to agree with him. It would just fuel everything up. As they entered the noisy common room, they plopped themselves down on their usual couch by the tall windows. Every 6th year gryffindor had their own place in the common room. They all sat in the same spot every single time. It was as if they were particularly bonded to that seat. Most of them just couldn't begin to think about leaving their lives and memories of their years at the timeless school. Would anything big happen? They lost hope of anything exciting. 5th year was boring. No controversies or death threats, and they knew that this year would be exactly the same. Boy, were they in for something.
Finally, the long anticipated Monday morning arrived. Soon, all the students' questions would be answered. Many of them were too excited to eat. Others ate their breakfast quickly, just to get it over with (the Weasley boys occupied most of that category).
Dumbledore stood up and called for everyone's attention. The hall went silent. Amongst all the hyperventilation and ecstatic faces, Dumbledore was the only one who was calm.
"Not to worry students. Nothing horrible is going to happen. Just a simple change, as I had said last week." Dumbledore said.
"Easy for you to say, you already know whats going to happen." Ron muttered.
"Shhh!" Hermione looked as if she was going to explode.
"Gryffindors, Slytherins, Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs, we have two new students." Dumbledore motioned to Prof. Snape to open the near behind the head table. Two people slowly walked out. "This is Colette Lawrence, a Gryffindor 6th year and her stepbrother Christian Mancum, also a gryffindor 6th year. As the gryffindor table cheered loudly at their new housemates, the two sat down at the empty places near Lavender and Parvati. As all the boys stared at Colette, Hermione could feel her blood boil in jealousy (for once).
AN: ok that's a cliffhanger! Just review it please! I think it was too long but.oh whatever. I might be able to post the next chapter in at least 3 weeks so don't expect anything too soon!