Harry's POV
It is already August, two months since the Second Wizarding War ended and since Voldemort is finally dead. I am currently living with the Weasley's since the Dursley's left before the Battle of Hogwarts. Me and Ginny have been dating since. I have been happy with us finally being together without any disturbances. Everyone I know is glad that I'm alive and didn't end up dead.
I heard a light tap on a window. I stood up from the sofa in the living room while still in deep thought. Thinking about my last year at Hogwarts and the years before that. I found the source of the tapping coming from the kitchen window. It was a school owl having four letter bound to it's leg. I opened a letter labeled with my name, starting to read it. My eyes then widen with shock.
It read:
Dear Mr. H Potter,
I am pleased to inform you that you (and the rest of your seventh year) are invited to return to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. I am also writing to you to inform you that the school staff has voted on needing a resorting years 5-7 (including your own year). If you will be continuing your study, we will be pleased to await your arrival. Thank you for taking your time to read this owl.
Signed,
Professor McGonagall
I finished rereading the letter and then went looking for Ron, Hermione, and Ginny to give them their own letter. I then bid the owl goodbye with a treat. I found the three putting up more barriers just for extra defense.
"Hermione, Ron, Ginny! Professor McGonagall sent us an owl!" They all finished putting up the defenses, running up to me giving them their own letters.
"We're going to be resorted?!" Ron yelled with us short temper. "Ron, calm down." Hermione said calmly still studying her own letter.
"HOW AM I S'POSED TO CALM DOWN! WE COULD ALL BE S'PARATED!" I already got pissed off Ron, acting like a child just for a simple resorting. I had enough with Ron yelling like a maniac while Hermione tried to calm him down with words. I went up to his face, starting to yell in his face.
"IT DOESN'T MATTER IF WE GET S'PARATED! WE WILL STILL BE FRIENDS! OK! START PACKING IF YOU'RE GOING!" I yelled frustrated.
I then went to start packing my stuff into my trunk to go back to Hogwarts.
'I wonder if Malfoy will be coming back.'
Draco's POV
I was laying in bed, reading a copy of french art. I was quite artistic, contrary to other's beliefs about me. As I took a deep breath and turned the page, an owl emerged from the window. I stood up, seeing it had a letter wrapped around it's talons. It let go of the letter on a desk of mine. I took hold of the envelope and opened it. I recognized the color and instinct features it held. It was from Hogwarts. I was sure they wouldn't have allowed me back... Maybe this is the letter that tells me that... I opened it and it read:
Dear Mr. D Malfoy,
I am pleased to inform you that you (and the rest of your seventh year) are invited to return to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardy. I am also writing to you to inform you that the school staff has voted on needing a resorting years 5-7 (including your own year). If you will be continuing your study, we will be pleased to await your arrival. Thank you for taking your time to read this owl.
Signed,
Professor McGonagall
I groaned as I sat back in bed.
' Resorted? Bloody Hell. No more Purebloods? Almost all of the Slytherins are dead, due to the war...'
" Will Potter be coming back?" I whispered to myself.
He was almost killed by the Dark Lord, just a few months ago. I wonder is the famous "Harry Potter" will be back to a school like Hogwarts?
" Potter..."