It Feels Wrong, Yet Right

This came to me in the middle of the night I don't know if it's a one-shot yet or not but I'm trying!

" All I'm saying is that with our luck we will have another dangerous year" Harry contemplated as we sat in the compartment on the train with Ron and Ginny.

"We only had that bad luck because of Voldemort!" I exclaimed.

"Really mate your just being paranoid" Ron mumbled as he ate a chocolate frog.

"I may be a bit paranoid but I'm taking precaution! I don't want another year of mountain trolls, evil mazes, and defiantly NO werewolves!" Harry yelled.

"You just don't understand!" I stated. " We are at peace for once so you don't have to worry about ANY of that stuff" I whispered franticly, because people were walking by with a confused face at our yelling.

"It's just-"

"Oh C'mon Harry lets go get some air" Ginny implied soothingly as she stood and offered him her hand.

"Fine" Harry mumbled as he took her hand.

I hope everyone is more at peace when we get to Hogwarts. Harry has been like this for the past few weeks and I am starting to become more and more worried for his well being, really there is only so much I can do! I am not a shrink.

Drifting my eyes over to Ron I realized he had chocolate on the corner of his mouth. 'Wouldn't be the first time' I thought. I lifted my hand to the place on my face were the chocolate is on his. He silently realized and wiped the corner of his mouth with a stray napkin.

"Thanks" Ron mumbled.

I replied with a small nod.

I glanced out the window as the train rolled along to Hogwarts , we passed wheat fields that were slightly rocky on the edges as a bright blue sky, slightly clouded, accompanied it, some wildflowers were seen here and there, it was nice and pleasant.

"Do you think the classes will be even harder?" Ron asked quietly.

"Well it is our 7th year, I guess it will be a bit more challenging, but I'll help you study" I replied as I thought about the classes.

"Yah, that'd be nice, one thing that will be less of a problem is probably the Slytherins " Ron spoke with a smile.

That confused me a bit. "What do you mean the Slytherins will be less problematic?" I asked.

"Well haven't you noticed they have become more nice and haven't called anyone a mud blood yet? I think they are outgrown that now, since there vision of Voldemort is shattered" Ron spoke knowingly.

"Oh really? So even perhaps Draco Malfoy would be nice?" I asked with a raised eyebrow, just in case he was leading me on.

"yah I guess, he looks to me like he is the most nice now, what with his dad in Azkaban and such" Ron spoke as he hunched over.

"Well then I don't really believe you" I answered with a hint of challenge.

"Don't you now!" Ron exclaimed as he sat back up.

" I just said I didn't" I spoke calmly.

"Blimey 'Mione believe a guy, I think he has truly changed" Ron said with a grin.

"Well how would you feel to walk to the front of the train right now and start a civilized conversation with him?" I challenged.

Without even missing a beat Ron nodded yes and we made our way to the front of the train.

Walking through the train and seeing the 1st years and 7th years was pretty eccentric . It was only odd because all the 1st years were so innocent and I sure hope they stay that way but when you look at the 7th years...,at least the ones from the war, they looked so grown up and out of place. I bet I look like that.

Old friends said hi and the taste of the sweet sorrow was so noticeable it was sad. I wouldn't say we were mourning but we weren't partying that's for sure.

Ron and I found ourselves in front of the door between Slytherin and us. Ron opened the door as if he was walking into his own house. As we entered we were met by some hello's and hi's, but the one thing that surprised me was there were only two sneers I seemed to catch and not one mud blood was shot out. Ron walked to Draco Malfoy and shook his hand.

"Eh Draco, how ya been mate?" Ron said as he sat down.

"Good I guess, I'm dreading class though" Draco answered with a polite smile.

All I could do was stand there confused. Draco looked even more alive, healthy, and dare I say...nice for all the seven years I have known him. He saw me and gave me a slight smile.

He held out his hand, which was quiet pale but he is Draco, and with a small smile from him and me I shook it.

"To a whole new year" Draco spoke quietly.

"Yah a whole new year" I mumbled as I sat across from Ron and next to Blaise Zabini.