The sun was warm all around the two boys as they walked from the
Weasly's residence. Harry had grown over the summer and even if he didn't
like to admit it he had grown more masculine with is rich voice. Ron stayed
the same scruffy red-haired boy he had always been but now along with his
funny personality he had a cracking voice to go along with it.
"Another year, more stuff jammed down our throats huh?" Ron asked as he threw his things in the flying car.
"I guess so, the only thing we can do is to open up wide." Harry joked as he placed his things next to Harry's in the car.
"Yeah, you think we will confront. . .?"
"Oh please Ron, we've seen too much of him already. . . I have a feeling he's had enough." Harry replied but a strange feeling bubbled up from his stomach as he said it.
"Whatever you say." Ron sighed nudging himself into a spot between the luggage and his siblings. Harry followed after feeling a little out of place between all the red heads in the car.
* * *
Once at the station Ron and Harry were met with crowds of students waiting for their turn to run at the magic wall. Ron snagged a good spot and waved at Harry to come over and join him.
"Now you all be good!" Mrs. Weasley started as she looked over her children and began to give them each their personal goodbyes. Harry shifted uneasily looking for an escape from the awkwardness. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a vending machine and trotted over to it happily.
"Let's see." He said aloud glancing over his shoulder at the Weaslys who were still exchanging hugs and goodbyes.
"2 D is the best." Suggested a somewhat familiar voice. As Harry turned startled he was met with brushy black eyebrows and blond hair that had been slicked back.
"Malfoy. . ." Harry whispered as the two stood staring each other down.
"Of course you don't have the stomach for it Potter, they are too hot for your muggle tongue to handle." Draco challenged watching Harry punch in the numbers of the hot treat. Harry then retrieved his candy and left not giving him a second glance.
"Is that Harry Potter?" asked a tall man who walked up beside Draco. He had the same features as Draco only in an older form.
"That's Potter." Answered Draco with a haughty snort.
* * *
Harry and Ron took their seats on the Hogwarts Express and looked out the window happily talking about what adventures they had the year before.
"Yeah Harry if you had not been there I think I might have not been here now." Ron exclaimed.
"Correction if it had not been for me you both would not be here." A girl corrected as she set her things above with the other luggage.
"Herminie!" Harry cried seeing that she had changed. Her once brown frizzy hair had now been tamed into curls and she seemed to have a mature aura around her.
"That's correct." Herminie smiled plopping down next to Harry.
"You got thinner!" Ron blurted out. Harry shook his head with a concern look and Ron corrected, "Hair, thinner hair."
"Yeah I thought it would accent my face more."
"That's girl lingo right?" Harry asked confused.
"Either that or I missed something last year in class." Ron added.
Herminie smiled, "You two haven't changed a bit."
Ron took out a plastic bag with a sandwich in it and looked it over carefully, " I wish my mum would lay off the sandwiches."
"Here." Harry offered digging into his pockets but found nothing but his leg.
"Where? Here?" Ron asked as he watched Harry get up and feel around for his back pack.
"Darn." Harry sighed looking out the window seeing his backpack on the platform. "Be right back!"
"What in the world. . . sometimes I wonder if staying with you makes him crazy." Herminie commented as Ron smiled proudly.
* * *
Outside Harry scurried to his tan bag after pleading with the conductor not to leave until he returned. His bag had been strangely placed behind a pillar which he rounded. Just as he had put a hand on his bag a cold rushed flew over him making his body tingle. Then he was shoved up against the pillar and held there, his feet dangling and pointing for the solid ground.
"Take anything you want!" Harry offered unable to see his attacker for a spell had been cast upon his eyes to keep them closed.
"I want you dead Potter." The attacker hissed as Harry hit the floor with a loud thud and sharp pain rushed up his spine. "Make any sound and I will make sure it is your last."
With that Harry was swept off his feet and shoved off with the man who made sure he was not seen by anyone.
Harry's mind raced with all the horrible ways he could be killed and he began to sweat and shiver at the same time. Off in the background he could hear the whistle of the Hogwarts Express taking off caring his hopes and dreams along with it. He wondered if he would ever get out of this one with out his friends. . .
"Another year, more stuff jammed down our throats huh?" Ron asked as he threw his things in the flying car.
"I guess so, the only thing we can do is to open up wide." Harry joked as he placed his things next to Harry's in the car.
"Yeah, you think we will confront. . .?"
"Oh please Ron, we've seen too much of him already. . . I have a feeling he's had enough." Harry replied but a strange feeling bubbled up from his stomach as he said it.
"Whatever you say." Ron sighed nudging himself into a spot between the luggage and his siblings. Harry followed after feeling a little out of place between all the red heads in the car.
* * *
Once at the station Ron and Harry were met with crowds of students waiting for their turn to run at the magic wall. Ron snagged a good spot and waved at Harry to come over and join him.
"Now you all be good!" Mrs. Weasley started as she looked over her children and began to give them each their personal goodbyes. Harry shifted uneasily looking for an escape from the awkwardness. Out of the corner of his eye he spotted a vending machine and trotted over to it happily.
"Let's see." He said aloud glancing over his shoulder at the Weaslys who were still exchanging hugs and goodbyes.
"2 D is the best." Suggested a somewhat familiar voice. As Harry turned startled he was met with brushy black eyebrows and blond hair that had been slicked back.
"Malfoy. . ." Harry whispered as the two stood staring each other down.
"Of course you don't have the stomach for it Potter, they are too hot for your muggle tongue to handle." Draco challenged watching Harry punch in the numbers of the hot treat. Harry then retrieved his candy and left not giving him a second glance.
"Is that Harry Potter?" asked a tall man who walked up beside Draco. He had the same features as Draco only in an older form.
"That's Potter." Answered Draco with a haughty snort.
* * *
Harry and Ron took their seats on the Hogwarts Express and looked out the window happily talking about what adventures they had the year before.
"Yeah Harry if you had not been there I think I might have not been here now." Ron exclaimed.
"Correction if it had not been for me you both would not be here." A girl corrected as she set her things above with the other luggage.
"Herminie!" Harry cried seeing that she had changed. Her once brown frizzy hair had now been tamed into curls and she seemed to have a mature aura around her.
"That's correct." Herminie smiled plopping down next to Harry.
"You got thinner!" Ron blurted out. Harry shook his head with a concern look and Ron corrected, "Hair, thinner hair."
"Yeah I thought it would accent my face more."
"That's girl lingo right?" Harry asked confused.
"Either that or I missed something last year in class." Ron added.
Herminie smiled, "You two haven't changed a bit."
Ron took out a plastic bag with a sandwich in it and looked it over carefully, " I wish my mum would lay off the sandwiches."
"Here." Harry offered digging into his pockets but found nothing but his leg.
"Where? Here?" Ron asked as he watched Harry get up and feel around for his back pack.
"Darn." Harry sighed looking out the window seeing his backpack on the platform. "Be right back!"
"What in the world. . . sometimes I wonder if staying with you makes him crazy." Herminie commented as Ron smiled proudly.
* * *
Outside Harry scurried to his tan bag after pleading with the conductor not to leave until he returned. His bag had been strangely placed behind a pillar which he rounded. Just as he had put a hand on his bag a cold rushed flew over him making his body tingle. Then he was shoved up against the pillar and held there, his feet dangling and pointing for the solid ground.
"Take anything you want!" Harry offered unable to see his attacker for a spell had been cast upon his eyes to keep them closed.
"I want you dead Potter." The attacker hissed as Harry hit the floor with a loud thud and sharp pain rushed up his spine. "Make any sound and I will make sure it is your last."
With that Harry was swept off his feet and shoved off with the man who made sure he was not seen by anyone.
Harry's mind raced with all the horrible ways he could be killed and he began to sweat and shiver at the same time. Off in the background he could hear the whistle of the Hogwarts Express taking off caring his hopes and dreams along with it. He wondered if he would ever get out of this one with out his friends. . .