Summary : Back for his 6th year of Hogwarts, Harry finds his year to be one of great adventure. This year he will find love and adventure among everything else.
Warnings : H/D Slash, and some R/Hr Slash, Spoilers from HPOOTP
Disclaimer : I do not own Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling does.
OK everyone, this is the new chapter one. I have gone back and corrects my mistakes and also added much more detail. Enjoy ! Please review it !
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Chapter 1
"Come on you guys we are almost there !"
"Oh keep your knickers on ! "
"Ronald Weasley !"
Oh the beginning of a new year. Harry thought to himself. Another year of going through Ron and Hermione's bickering. Harry sighed as he looked out the window of the Hogwarts Express. It was a dark and cloudy day. The sun was not showing through the clouds and all there was was darkness. Even thought it was in the middle of the afternoon. You could still smell the sweet scent of the rain that had befallen then the day before. The day was gloomy which also expressed the way Harry was feeling. The summer was a depressing one. Ever since Sirius went through the veil in the Department of Mysteries, Harry had been down. He considered Sirius the last person who he could actually talk to and who knew everything about his parents. Of course, Remus did too, but since he had quit his job at Hogwarts in his third year, he rarely ever got to see him. Of course he blamed himself for what happened. Though all his friends tell him not to.
The thought of going back to Hogwarts lifted his spirits only slightly. Of course he looked forward to seeing all of his friends again. But he wasn't too excited about all of the publicity. And, as always, there was Malfoy. And you can't forget good old Professor Snape. Harry thought. The only thing he really enjoyed at school was Quiddich. Being able to fly around in the sky with no real rules was great to him. And just being alone and being able to think was even better. And it also gives me a chance to beat Malfoy. He smirked inwardly. But of course, Harry knew that something was going to happen this year. Just like something happens every year. Whether it would contain Voldemort of not, he didn't know.
I just wish that I could live a normal life. Just like everyone else. But Harry knew that this would never happen. Not while he was the boy-who-lived. Not while he survived the killing curse when that was said to of been impossible.
Well apparently not.
"Harry," Hermione stated awakening Harry from his thoughts,"start getting dressed. We are about to pull up."
Harry noticed that Ron had already dressed while he was thinking. Now, he just sat there staring out of the window with a scornful expression on his face. Must have lost the fight with Hermione then. He slowly stood up and dressed silently, pulling on his school robes. When he pulled on his last shoe, all three companions sat quietly not really sure of what was to be said. Harry wasn't too worried about this though. It gave him more time to think.
Finally, to everyone's relief, the three friends felt the train come to a stop. They opened the compartment door along with all the other witches and wizards in the corridor, and filed out. They walked with the crowd not saying anything to one another. They could here Hagrid calling to all the new first years and knew that they were all excited about the year too come. While walking by a group walking towards Hagrid he overheard and little boy with brown hair telling his friend, "Yeah, that's him ! That's Harry Potter !" Every first year around the boy turned their head quickly to where the boy was saying the boy-who-lived was. Harry just walked on by. Not paying any attention to the rounded eyes looking his way.
Soon, the upper years made it to to Hogwarts doors where they met the Transfiguration teacher, Professor McGonnagel.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts." she greeted warmly. "If you will all kindly follow me towards the Great Hall." The students followed the stern professor. She led them into the famous Great Hall. It was decorated with everything gold. Of course gold plates and silverware, but also gold candles and gold tapestries hanging from terraces. They quickly hurried to their seats at their house table, waiting for the events to begin.
Once they were seated, they saw Professor McGonnagel carry out the Sorting Hat and its stool. The Hall grew quiet as the hat began his song.
You travel here with much delight,
Knowing what's in store.
You come and stand before myself,
Waiting in wonders galore.
You wonder in which place you will be put
In Ravenclaw for smarts and knowledge,
or in Gyffindor for bravery
and for much courage.
There is also Hufflepuff,
For those that are nice and sweet.
Or there is Slytherin,
For those who want defeat.
So come now children
Do not be afraid.
For I will tell you where you belong,
And where you will stay.
The Hall erupted with cheers as the song ended. The first years now started to get jumpy as their names started to get called.
"Creevey, Dylan!" The small boy Harry had seen when exiting the train slowly walked up to the hat. Everyone at the Gryffindor was holding its breath as they they waited for him to be sorted.
"Gyrffindor!" The hat exclaimed. Dylan excitedly hopped up from the stool and joined his brother and the other Gryffindors at their table. The rest of the sorting went by rather quickly. Their was no one else that anyone knew. They all just politely clapped as everyone was sorted.
Once all the sorting was done and everyone was in their house, Professor Dumbledore stood and began with his beginning of the year speech.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. I would like to take this time to warn you all who don't know, and those of you that do," he spared a quick glance at Harry and his friends,"that the Forbidden Forest his off limits to all students. Also, make sure that you are in your own house dormitory by the curfew. Mr. Filch," he pointed to the back of the Great Hall to an old man standing in the corner,"will take care of all students that do not follow the rules. The Quiddich Season will be starting soon. The captain of each house team should post bulletins about up coming tryouts. You will all receive your schedules tomorrow morning and I will see you then. Now, let the feast begin!"
Every first year gasped as the food magically appeared before them while all of the returning students mearly picked up there forks and started eating. All the tables started conversations and pretty soon the whole Hall was filled with voices of teenagers and soon-to-bes. Back on the Gryffindor table, Ron and Hermione were fighting over the amount of food that Ron had taken onto his plate while Dean and Seamus were talking about where their parents took them that summer. Everyone seemed like they had someone else to talk to, except for Harry. It wasn't like he really wanted to talk to anyone anyways. He casually picked at his food, not up to eating.
Once he became bored of his new game, he looked up and glanced around the hall.
Cho was sitting at the Ravenclaw table naturally talking to boys while they gave her their full attention. Colin, at his own table, was of course taking pictures of everyone while he gave his little brother tips. Harry looked over at the Slytherin table and noticed that Malfoy wasn't talking to anyone. He was picking at his food will Crabbe and Goyle talked with Pansy Parkison. Draco looked up and automatically caught Harry's eyes. Harry wanted to look away and make it seem like he wasn't staring, but he couldn't seem to do it. They held eye contact and Harry wasn't quite sure about what to do. Casually, he just nodded his head to acknowledge him. Surprisingly Draco nodded in return. Harry then turned back down to his food and began to eat.
Eventually he got into a conversation with Hermione and Ron and everything seemed back to normal. They were having a discussion over who the new teacher of DADA would be this year, considering Dumbledore had not mentioned one and that there was a missing teacher at the Staff table.
"It's probably some wacko. No one would even consider taking this job now. Now that everyone knows it's cursed." Ron said.
"Oh whatever Ron, this job is not cursed." Hermione quickly backfired. Harry, not wanting another argument to ensue between the two, quickly cut in.
"Who knows guys. Let's just not worry about it yet." The other two, getting the hint, nodded there heads and went on to another subject.
Soon they finished dinner and then quickly finished dessert. They left the hall and made it up the stairs and to the Fat Lady.They said the password, bludger, and stepped inside. They looked around at the Common Room that the three had come to love throughout their years there. It looked the same as it always did. The same couch and the same chairs. The same bulletin board hung up in the corner with the same tacks. They said their goodbyes and went their separate ways. Ron and Harry made their way up the boys dormitory stairs and into their new bedroom. Although it looked the same as all the other rooms. Harry sleepily collapsed onto his four-poster bed with a sigh as Ron was opening his trunk and changing into his pajamas.
"Man," he said to his friend,"this year is going to be so much fun. I can tell." He finished changing then hopped into is bed across from Harry's and pulled up the blankets to his chin. He started to nod off.
"Yep." Harry replied. He slowly got up and made his way to the foot of his bed and opened his trunk. He searched through all of his property until finally finding his snitch pajamas that were a gift from Ron the year before. He pulled them on and by the time he finished getting dressed, Ron had already fallen asleep in his four-poster bed. Harry sighed and climbed back into his bed and lay down. Should I tell Ron and Hermione about Draco? he asked himself. He wasn't sure of how they would react. Would they just push it off, or make a big deal over it? Harry yawned and decided not to tell them. They would probably find out in time anyways. Knowing how things got around in school.
Harry stopped worrying about it and slowly but surely drifted off into a deep dreamless sleep. One of the firsts he had had in a long time.
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A/N - So what do you think ? I know it is still really short.. but all I wanted to do in this chapter was to introduce the feelings and a tiny bit of the changing side of Draco, The ones after this are being longer, I promise! Be nice.. this is my first HP fic. It would mean so much if you would review. I used spellcheck so there shouldn't be as many errors as last time. And please no flames ! Tell me if I am doing good so far! Thanks !
Rosie
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