The Train.
Harry had been so busy panicking about the awkward way in which the headmaster had questioned him that he forgot that Ron and Hermione were coming, until the door opened and a pair of arms flung around him, it was of course Hermione. Hermione had tears in her eyes, why?
'Er, Hermione are you ok, has something happened?'
'No, I just missed you, all mine and Ron's letters were sent back unopened, why haven't you written, you sent my gift back too?' she asked emotionally.
'and mine mate, what's going on?' Ron looked puzzled and hurt.
Harry hadn't obviously been unable to receive owls, but anyway he hadn't seen any around the window, and he was awake most of the time.
'Well, Hedwig was here for the summer, and I wasn't aloud to let other owls in my uncle doesn't like them, and anyway I didn't see any owls outside the window at all.' He replied matter of factly, wishing for no further questions, as if he would be so lucky.
'Honestly, of course you didn't see any owls around your house, Dumbledore put up wards so they wouldn't be visible until inside the house, to stop you know who finding you, he did tell you, I was there at the end of last term' retorted Hermione in her infamous know it all voice.
'Oh' he replied, simply trying to block out his friends, he wouldn't need them much longer.
Ron and Hermione just kept on talking, eventually he got really fed up and pretended to be asleep, he wasn't really but at least they left him alone for a while.
The train had been going quite a long time, but to Harry, who had lost his sense of time, it could have been five minutes or five hours. 'Hey Harry mate, wake up we have to change, come on Mcgonagall will kill us if were not ready.' Ron gesticulated wildly at Harry; obviously they were nearly there.
Harry got up dutifully to change his clothes for clean robes, he nearly fell back down, his malnourished legs were shaky from a complete lack of misuse during the summer, and his muscles had wasted away. 'Are you all right Harry, you look dizzy, perhaps you should see Madame Pomphery? After all its not like you to sleep so much either.' Hermione had that god-awful tone of pitying concern in her voice.
'No Mione, I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night, must have been excited about coming back to school, ha. Anyway I'll have an early night and be fine tomorrow, don't worry so much' he chirped in a cheerful voice, applauding himself for the lie that Hermione had accepted, albeit reluctantly.
Finally the train pulled in to the station, and Harry got up as quickly as he could and went to the carriages to Hogwarts, Ron and Hermione followed. 'Anyone would think the train was on fire, the way you ran over here Harry' laughed Ron.
'Yeah' said Harry distantly, he was thinking on his plan for when he got there.
Harry had been so busy panicking about the awkward way in which the headmaster had questioned him that he forgot that Ron and Hermione were coming, until the door opened and a pair of arms flung around him, it was of course Hermione. Hermione had tears in her eyes, why?
'Er, Hermione are you ok, has something happened?'
'No, I just missed you, all mine and Ron's letters were sent back unopened, why haven't you written, you sent my gift back too?' she asked emotionally.
'and mine mate, what's going on?' Ron looked puzzled and hurt.
Harry hadn't obviously been unable to receive owls, but anyway he hadn't seen any around the window, and he was awake most of the time.
'Well, Hedwig was here for the summer, and I wasn't aloud to let other owls in my uncle doesn't like them, and anyway I didn't see any owls outside the window at all.' He replied matter of factly, wishing for no further questions, as if he would be so lucky.
'Honestly, of course you didn't see any owls around your house, Dumbledore put up wards so they wouldn't be visible until inside the house, to stop you know who finding you, he did tell you, I was there at the end of last term' retorted Hermione in her infamous know it all voice.
'Oh' he replied, simply trying to block out his friends, he wouldn't need them much longer.
Ron and Hermione just kept on talking, eventually he got really fed up and pretended to be asleep, he wasn't really but at least they left him alone for a while.
The train had been going quite a long time, but to Harry, who had lost his sense of time, it could have been five minutes or five hours. 'Hey Harry mate, wake up we have to change, come on Mcgonagall will kill us if were not ready.' Ron gesticulated wildly at Harry; obviously they were nearly there.
Harry got up dutifully to change his clothes for clean robes, he nearly fell back down, his malnourished legs were shaky from a complete lack of misuse during the summer, and his muscles had wasted away. 'Are you all right Harry, you look dizzy, perhaps you should see Madame Pomphery? After all its not like you to sleep so much either.' Hermione had that god-awful tone of pitying concern in her voice.
'No Mione, I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night, must have been excited about coming back to school, ha. Anyway I'll have an early night and be fine tomorrow, don't worry so much' he chirped in a cheerful voice, applauding himself for the lie that Hermione had accepted, albeit reluctantly.
Finally the train pulled in to the station, and Harry got up as quickly as he could and went to the carriages to Hogwarts, Ron and Hermione followed. 'Anyone would think the train was on fire, the way you ran over here Harry' laughed Ron.
'Yeah' said Harry distantly, he was thinking on his plan for when he got there.