Echos from the Past

by Kestrel's Wing

It's Rose Weasly's first year at Hogwarts. Her cousins, Albus and James Potter, are there to back her up. But she has to wonder who the strange boy with grey eyes and white blond hair is. On top of that, why is the headmaster acting so strange?

1. Introduction

A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first fic and this here is the introduction, if anyone spots any mistakes please let me know so I can correct them asap!

Disclaimer!: I don't own any of these characters, or Hogwarts or anything from Harry Potter for that matter, J.K. Rowling owns all of them. I wonder if she would let me have Draco Malfoy... hmmm.

Anyways enjoy the story!

The train pulled away from and platform 9 and ¾, slowly at first, then picking up speed, it left Kings Cross. Parents on the platform stood and watched the train until it disappeared around a curve in the track. Soon the train had picked up a steady pace and was on its way to Hogwarts, steam billowing cheerfully out of the smoke stack and the sun glinting off the shinning red metal of its sides.

On the train students walking up and down the narrow corridors call out to friends, laughing, asking about their summers. Everyone was ecstatic to be going back to Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. Many of the older students were already wearing their robes and the perfects were patrolling the corridors trying to keep everyone from getting too rowdy. Most of the first years had congregated in the last two cars on the train, a few second and third years mixed in.

Exited chatting could be heard everywhere, from the first years speculating about which house they would be sorted into to the seventh years discussing the N.E.W.T.S they would have to take that year.

The War with Lord Voldemort was a long forgotten memory, though many of its effects still reverberated through the wizarding community. The Death Eaters had either been tracked down by the Aurors and are now spending their last years in Azkaban or had managed to avoid capture and were in hiding, but with their numbers decimated and their leader dead they had no hope of rebuilding their forces. Kingsley Shacklebolt was made the official Minister of Magic soon after Voldemort's defeat and under his watch the Ministry and wizarding community slowly but surely was rebuilt. Now the next generation is going to Hogwarts, but are things really as peaceful as they seem to be?

Alright so thats the introduction! Please R&R! The next chapter is in the works and should be longer than this intro, sorry if i take too long to update!