The VERY Interesting Year


A/N: Hi all! This is my first Harry Potter fanfic! It takes place in their 5th year, blah, blah, blah! Hi miss420! Told you I'd take forever getting this up!


Despite himself, Harry Potter smiled contently as he saw Platform 9 and Three Quarters, along with the scarlet Hogwarts Express materialize in front of him. The familiar crowd of adolescent witches and wizards surrounded by their families gave him a warm feeling. He was back where he belonged.
Harry was now about to enter his 5th year at Hogwarts school for Witchcraft and Wizardry. Over his summer with the Dursleys, a constant feeling of foreboding and dread followed him like a dark shadow. At the end of last year, the evil Lord Voldemort had returned after many years of building up strength. He had hurt Harry very badly, both mentally and physically, and had inflicted a kind of pain on him that he would never forget.

A second later, Harry felt his best friend, Ron Weasley pop through the barrier as well, followed by his twin older brothers, Fred and George.

"Well, here we are" said George, his voice full of excitement and despair. It was his and Fred's last year at Hogwarts, so they were somewhat saddened by this sight. But as soon as the twins spotted Angelina Johnson and Alicia Spinnet, their sadness disappeared and quickly as it had come. They rushed over to join them.

This left Harry and Ron to fend through the crowd with 2 huge suitcases, and two caged owls, both hooting madly. They then went to find a compartment on the train for themselves, and threw their luggage in, and came back out to wait for their friends.


"I wonder where Hermione is?" Ron said out loud.
"She'll be here soon, don't worry so much"

Harry had noticed Ron seemed to be very intent on finding her, though he tried to sound offhand. No doubt, he wanted to badger Hermione with questions of her visit to Bulgaria, and Victor Krum. Suddenly, they heard a familiar voice shouting at them from behind

"Harry, Ron!" the voice shouted. They turned to see their other best friend, Hermione Granger, rushing towards them, trying to squeeze past everyone in the crowd, with out knocking anyone over. When she got closer to them, Harry's face contorted to that of mild surprise.

Hermione looked quite different since they had last seen her, which was the end of last year. Her hair had straightened out a bit, so it was more curly then bushy, and it was lighter than usual, probably from being in the sun for a long time. She was also wearing a Muggle dress, and sandals. Overall, she looked prettier, but Harry never thought of Hermione in that way. She was too much like a sister to him. She was dragging along her large suit case with one arm, and was cradling Crookshanks, her ginger cat, with the other. On her face was a big grin.

"How have you two been?! "Hermione cried when she got close enough.

"We're both fine, slow down!" Ron said, grinning widely and blushing. He too, had noticed her different look. She dropped her suitcase and Crookshanks, who then pelted off into the crowd, and threw her arms around each of them, pulling them into a hug. Harry hugged her back, and noticed in the corner of his eye, Ron's ears turning pink as Hermione pulled him into a tight hug, which lasted a bit longer then usual. She also kissed him on the cheek.

"Hermione, you look alot different, what happened?" Ron asked, still blushing. She looked at him with a odd sort of mock offence look on her tanned face and said "My parents and I went to the Bahamas after our trip to Bulgaria." She then immediately looked sorry for telling Ron this, because his face fell and he answered simply "Oh. So you did visit Krum"

"Shall we go then?" Harry asked hastily, before things got out of hand, eyeing the train.
"Yep" the two answered in unison. Partly to stop this conversation from going any farther, and they also wanted to be alone, to discuss what had happened over the summer, particularly the end of last year too. But before they had a chance to get on, Hary spotted a flash of red hair in the crowd. He craned his neck to see who is was. He felt his heart skip a beat as he recognized the curly red haired girl as Ron's younger sister, Ginny.

Over the week that Dumbledore had allowed Harry to stay with the Weasley's, Ginny had not been there, she had been over at her friends home for a week, and Harry had definently felt her lack of presence. He had missed her laughter, her silly remarks she made when she was around Harry, because she was so flustered around him......he had never felt this way around her before, but now that she wasn't there, he began to miss her.

Harry stood in the doorway of the train for a few moments, watching her talk animatedly to a group of her 4th year friends. He was rudely brought back to reality by Seamus Finnigan's voice, saying "Get a move on Harry! The train'll leave with you still hanging off it, if you don't get on!" Grumbling incoherently and making a mental note to start a pillow fight with Seamus when they got back to Hogwarts, he boarded the train, still watching Ginny out of the corner of him eye.

On the train, Harry, Hermione and Ron settled themselves in their compartment, and began the dreaded conversation. Hermione was the first to speak up. "Did you get any letters from Sirius?" she asked. Harry was about to answer her when the door slid open and Ginny walked in. Harry was somewhat distracted for a few moments, as he stared at her. She's quite pretty, he thought to himself. Her eyes were the same colour as the ocean. Her cheeks turned a funny shade of magenta when she spotted Harry looking at her. She looked down at the floor and mumbled something like "Sorry 'bout barging in like that....." "It's alright, come and join us." Harry said, much to his own surprise. He heard a funny snickering noise coming from either side of him, and saw Ron and Hermione watching their strange little interaction going on. He threw them both death glares, but with no avail.

Suddenly, Ginny stumbled forward, and landed on Harry's lap! Someone had opened the door to the compartment roughly, sending her flying forwards. Harry looked up in time to see Draco Malfoy, his most hated enemy, saunter in with his cronies, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't Potty, and his faithful sidekicks, the Weasles and the Mudblood." he said, with a very smug and superior tone. "Oooh, and what have we here?" Malfoy drawled as he saw Ginny still sitting in Harry's lap. She quickly got up and sat down next to Hermione.

"Get lost Malfoy, or I will slap you clear into next week." Hermione said, scathingly. Apparently, the last time she had hit him, it had left a bit of fear in him, and he left, not with out throwing an evil glare at the 4 of them.

Ron had a completely shocked look on his face. "I can't believe you did that!" he said, his voice full of pride, and unmistakable admration. Hermione's face turned red, as she thanked him. Now that Ginny was there, they couldn't really talk about Sirius, but Harry didn't really mind having her there. In fact, they had some really nice conversations during the train ride to Hogwarts, which remained very uneventful.

At Hogwarts, after the Sorting, the 4 of them, followed by their fellow Gryffindors, marched up to their tower. The girls bid the boys goodnight, and went up to their own dormitories.

When the boys settled themselves into bed, Harry heard Ron's voice in the darkness say "Harry, do you think there'll be another Yule Ball this year?" Harry smirked to himself. He knew perfectly well that Ron wanted to make up for last year's Yule Ball date fiasco with Hermione. "Dunno, Ron"

The next day at breakfast, Professor Dumbledore stood up and addressed the crowd. "It is my pleasure to announce that Hogwarts will be having another Yule Ball this year, dispite the fact there is no Triwizard Tournament going on this year. Fourth years and over may attend, accompanied by any other student. That is all, and I trust you will all be there?" he said, with that all-too-familiar twinkle in his blue eyes.
Harry turned to face Ron, who had a sort of strangled smile on his face, as if though he was trying too hard not to smile. He also caught Hermione stealing glances at Ron when she thought no one was looking. This was going to be an interesting year.

A/N: Did that suck? Please don't flame me! You'd figure, after all the Harry Potter Fanfics I've read, I would be good at writing them........well, Plz r/r! Love you guys! Oh, and I will use flames to fix my story, then they will be used to make s'mores!

Oh, and Disclaimer: Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, etc. belong to JK Rowling, only this particular story is mine!