Summery: Its Harry's final year at Hogwarts. Voldemort died over the summer, and its high time the Golden Trio and friends can let loose and enjoy their final year at school, and they are in luck, its time for the infamous Prank War; Free for all to commence…. Oh yes, say good bye to inter-house relationship, it's a war and they take no prisoner. And what can those dastardly Weasley twins be up to?
Disclaimer: I sadly and regrettably own nothing of Harry Potter but my own ideas, so ha!
A/N: Dumbledore is still alive, Sirius is alive, Fred never died, George is all ears and nobody basically died except for old moldy and some of his followers of course. This is my first ever fan- fic peeps, have mercy
Chapter 1. Why would u say that?
The sun is rising and its bright rays penetrates the sagging, dusty, drapes of Number 12 Grimlaud Place. It was September 1st, which ment… " Harry, Ron, Hermione, wake up this instance, and have a spot of breakfast….. HURRY UP, THE TRAIN IS SET TO LEAVE AT 11 A.M. SHARP!!!" came the annual screech that could only be associated with Ms. Weasly 'Pre- school year' rush. Mean while upstairs a spectacle youth had gradually been changing into his muggle attire, Ron still snoring as if his life depended on it. Ok, I should wake him up before Ms. Weasley blows a fuse. Harry walks over to Ron's bed and deciding that there is only one way to wake his red headed mate he pre-pared himself for Ron's reaction. " Um Hermione, why is it you don't have a shirt on?" Harry said, trying with all his might to not burst out laughing as Ron awoke wide-eyed and rolled off his bed inn his attempt to scan the room.
" Bloody hell Harry, don't do that to me, I nearly cracked me head open." Ron complained rubbing absent mindedly on a spot of his head, a slight look of disappointment crossing his face as a saw there was no Hermione with them. " well mate it's the only way I know of getting your fat arse off bed, no go and wash up and get dressed, your mum is about a minute away from beating Ms. Blacks portrait in a screeching contest."
Grumbling something about a cold shower he went off to the shower and dressed. When will he ask her out already, what ever happened to Gryffindor courage? Ron walked into the kitchen some 20 minutes later, sitting himself in between himself and Hermione, helping himself to a large portion of eggs, bacon, and toast.
" Uhg, Ronald, honestly, do you ever stop eating?" asked a rather grumpy Hermione, as Harry just filled her in on his little wake up call, " aye' m' hungry 'mione, you cn't blame m' I'm a gro'ing teenger'" he replyed, a bit of bacon landing in the middle of Harry's glasses. " sorry there mate" he said with a small laugh as he gulped down his truck load.
Ginny Weasley had just walked in and sat herself by Harry helping herself to some toast. "Well this should be an exciting year, huh guy's?" she said, taking a bite of her toast and a swing of pumpkin juice. " and why's that Gin" asked Hermione, a quizzical look upon her face. Ron stepped in and said " Is it because Harry has finally ended the war and old Voldy is dead?" he said. " Well there's that of course Ron, but I mean other than that. Are you all serious, you don't remember what Dumbledore told us when he last visited? No? well then imam let you three find out on your own then." And with that she dropped the subject ignoring all our jabs and questioning as too what she was talking about. Our only reply's, however, were just a few "You'll see when we get to the station, everyone should know by know, no one will stop talking about it."
After much nagging from Ms. Weasley, a couple of last minute packing, and a trip to the loo, they arrived at Kings Cross at 10:35, packed with muggles as always. They crossed in pairs and hurried off to the train, storing their luggage and owls in the back of the train, saying their good byes to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. They boarded the train, and entered thier compartment. They spent 15 minutes, chatting away about what classes they were going to take, well it was mainly hermione speaking but they had all paid as much attention as possible. Harry, after 10 minute's of hermione explaining the importance of acient runes, Harry drifted off into a flurry of thoughts and emotinos. God there she is, ok Potter dont act stupid, just try and relax, just smile and nod when she speaks to you, maybe she wont notice the fact that your about to wet your pants here... Harry's train of thought, how ever were de-railed when Nevvile and Luna enetered their comaprtment. "'Ello Harry, how was your summer" Nevile asked, being their in the final battle, he too was used to being bombarded with questions about what happened, so he knew not to mention it to Harry. " It was... good Neville... good... your?" He asked in return as to be polite. " Mine was ok, Gran was just saying how prou-" He was cut off by Luna " Harry, aren't we supposed to be patrolling the train" Luna aking prefect as well got up and went to do her duties. With a heavy sigh, Harry, Ron, and Hermione got up and went to do thier duties.
Harry went to inspect the compartments. Meeting Dean Thomas, Seamus, and Justin Finch-felchy, all former D.A. members. After chatting and catching up quickly, he went back to his duties. Ok I'm just going to inspect one more, then im heading back. He entered the next compartment, and to his dismay he met with 7 pairs of eyes staring him down. He had entered the compartment of Cho Chang, and the usual gaggle of friends. " Oh hi Harry... um how was your summer... " she asked, turning bright pink under his gaze, her frineds not daring to say a word, sinking in the whole conversation. " Um not bad, relaxing once the war endded. Um I have to go and inspect a few more compartments, so I have to go... bye Cho" Harry lied, wanting a quick escape. He slid the door shut, an eruption of questions could be heard from all of Cho's friends. I just dont seem to get it. i havent seen her in months. I'm even intrested in another girl, and yet i still cant seem to have a decent conversation with her... i mean she's just another girl now... His thoughts carried him to his own compartment. Ron and Luna seemed to have finished their dutis and were talking about quidditch, and would win the cup this year, Harry sat himself next to Ron, lost in his thoughts.
10 minutes later laster hermione crashed into the compartment, nearly knocking Ginny and Neville to the floor. "THE PRANK WAR!!!!!" Hermione yelled, four confused faces saring back, Ginny starig back knowingly. " i canot NOT believe i forgot Dumbledore mentioned that. He said that this year, in celebration of Voldemorts demise, he will re- enstate the prank war. It's where houses are pitted against each other and prank one another, nothing to bad of course, but they kan get pretty nasty and still be well with in the rules. Oh bloody hell, how will i study for exams while watching my back for curses and charms." she said exsasperated.
Harry stood up with a grin on his face, the other's followed suit. " well you know what this means right, we, the six of us, must pull togethere, pull any allies, take on any help, note any advise given, and show that we mean buisness, and naturally, the best prank will be ment for Slytherin." He said, a grin on his face, putting his hand in the middle, he added " Are you all in" every one put their hand in the middle, Ron how ever was was looking at his siter. He put his hand in and said " Im in as long as Ginny Dosent prank me, out of all of us, i would hat to cross you Gin." he said with a Malfoy worthy smirk on his face. Ginny mustering up the most innocent face she could simply asked " Now Ronald, Why would you say that?"
A/N: And there it is, my first fan-fic. Please read and review. Critics, compliments and idea's are all welcomed. Seriously, i will even try to include some of your idea's in m story. so please peeps R&R... THANKS FOR READING!!! I'll update asap!!!