Here's my first chapter of my first HP story, I hope it's decent. If anything is screwed up, it's little grammatical errors...I am not your typical "I love to write" kind of person. Of course, no offense to those who are! :c) I love everyone in the world!
Enjoy.
Peace.
~Amerz

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Hermione looked around at all of the familiar faces along with the new first year faces at Platform 93/4. "Wow...my last year has finally arrived," she unknowingly exclaimed aloud. The curly haired brunette then let out a little giggle at her childish behavior.

After noticing the Hogwarts Express, Hermione stopped in her tracks allowing Harry and Ron to bump right into her trunk with Crookshanks riding on top. Crookshanks took a great leap, and with that Ron was on the ground screaming.

"You stupid thing, get the heck off of me!"

"Ron, it's alright, you would be mad too if someone ran into you and knocked you off your trunk," she stated with frustration as if Ron was trying to ruin what was supposed to be a memorable moment for the brown eyed girl.

"I wouldn't be on a trunk Hermione, so no, I really wouldn't know how I would respond," shouted Ron back at Hermione.

With this, Hermione was frustrated and upset that everyone was now staring at her and decided to put an end to this nonsense with herself getting the last word. "You never know Ron, you could be so lazy one day you would sit on Harry's trunk then maybe I would go and walk right into you. You would probably be angry," retorted the brunette.

Ron decided not to pursue this issue any farther after Hermione's remark. Only a few seconds had elapsed since her bitter retort to Ron and Hermione looked at him and smiled and all was forgotten.

After the near-catastrophe was over Harry began to worry about what his final year at Hogwarts would bring. So far he had beaten Lord Voldemort dozens of times and fought with his full heart to make sure Voldemort would never take anyone away that he loved or cared for.

Harry then began to think about the past summer and what boredom it endured for all of them, except Ron. Ron spent the last summer going to quidditch matches all over Europe, even one in Australia. His dad, Arthur Weasley, had gotten loads of free tickets for various friends at work. Hermione spent the summer helping her parents out at the dental office and of course, studying. Harry did nothing of a sort, he was barely allowed to leave the house. He spent most of his time alone in his room, hiding all his books under the creaky old floorboard. Harry was really excited when July 31st came around and Hedwig brought him loads of cards from Ron, Hermione, Hagrid and Sirius.

Harry's mind began to drift once more, this time leading him to ponder what life will be like once Hogwarts and the Dursley's are done with. No more annoying cousin Dudley, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon was all that Harry needed to make it through the school year.

Ron interrupted Harry's deep thoughts, "So what are you going to buy me on the food cart? It better be something better than mum's corn beef sandwich, I can't stand this stuff!"

"Take whatever you want Ron, take the lot for all I care," declared Harry with a hint of snippiness. After all, Ron's birthday was coming up in a few weeks so why not spend the extra change he had from his trip to Gringotts earlier that week.

"Bloody hell Harry, what's wrong with you?" inquired Ron. Harry had been staring out the window for some time now without blinking and this began to worry Ron.

"I'm fine. I'm just wondering what's to come this year. I guess I'm worried."

"Worried about what? What's there to worry about? It's our last year, for crying out loud! Then we're free to do whatever we please," exclaimed Ron.

"I know, that's part of it but there's other stuff, okay? I don't really feel like talking about all of this if you don't mind," the droopy-eyed Harry replied.

"Fine then. Thanks for the Chocolate Frogs and all the other great food."

"You're welcome," Harry said with lack of concern.

The threesome remained pretty quiet during the remainder of the trip except for Hermione's irregular interruptions of useless knowledge that neither Harry nor Ron gave a darn about. Hermione had always been the smart one, Harry the brave one and Ron was always the fun one. The three were all so different but, they were connected by some force which none of them had yet discovered.

The train suddenly came to a stop.

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Thanks for reading, it probably sucked, but who knows...maybe it didn't! Review please, but I do not take criticism well, so be kind sir. Thanks again! ~Amerz