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Chapter 10: Hogwarts, Hoggy, Warty, Hogwarts...

~ AMY ~

"And here we are, Miss Amy Pond." Fred took his hands off of her eyes revealing a brick wall. "Kings Cross Station!"

"This is a wall."

"But you're in Kings Cross Station, aren't you?"

"This is the entrance to Platform 9 ¾, Amelia. You have to go through the wall." Tonks walked around Fred to face Amy. This was this first time Tonks had spoken to Amy since she returned with Remus.

Remus, Mad-Eye, the Weasley's and the Grim version of Sirius, Padfoot, were with them for this Hogwarts Express trip. Remus, Mad-Eye, and Tonks were assigned by Dumbledore to get Harry to the Hogwarts Express safely. Amy was in charge of getting him from the train to the school in one piece.

"This is the barrier between our worlds? A brick wall?" Amy didn't think it would be this dull.

"Well, you were amazed when we went from the Leaky Cauldron to Diagon Alley, Amelia. And that was through a brick wall."

Hermione, Ron, George, Ginny were off to the side talking with Arthur, Molly, and Remus when Harry, Mad-Eye, and Padfoot ran up to them.

"Sorry, we're late. He had to give me something." Harry nodded in Padfoot's direction.

"It's alright, dear," said Molly, "onto the Platform we go. Remus, Mad-Eye, Padfoot, I think you can go now. Arthur, Tonks, and I have it from here." On Molly's command, they left.

First onto the Platform were Harry and Ron. They ran straight through the wall. Next were Hermione and Ginny, then George, followed by Tonks, and finally Molly and Arthur.

"Come on, Amy, it's not like it hurts. You're not actually going to run into a wall. You're running through it." Fred assured Amy by putting his hand on her shoulder. He put his other hand on the cart with her luggage. "We'll go through together." They smiled at each other. "Best to do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous, Amy."

Together, they ran straight towards the barrier — and to Amy's surprise — straight through it. In front of her was now a red train that read Hogwarts Express. There were many children and parents standing around waiting for the train to take off. Some students were already on the train while others were saying their final goodbyes to family.

Harry, Hermione, and all the Weasley children boarded the train, telling Amy they would save her a seat. Amy made her way over to Tonks to say goodbye, and Tonks pulled her into a crushing hug. "Amelia," whispered Tonks, "do me a favor. Be safe. Be strong." Amy could hear Tonks crying behind her words. "Being an Order member is a dangerous job — you know that — but with Harry, it's a different story. There are so many people trying to get to him, and I suspect that when you get to Hogwarts someone there will want to try and get to him. Please don't get yourself killed. Your parents put themselves in a dangerous position and I don't want that happening to you too." Tonks kissed Amy on the forehead and motioned for her to leave — she didn't want Amy to say anything.

Amy climbed onto the and waved a final goodbye to Tonks. The next time Amy and Tonks would see each other would be for Christmas. Amy walked along the train, looking for the compartment with her friends and her new boyfriend. That's weird, she thought, boyfriend. She had never had a boyfriend before. She had a friend that was a boy, Rory, before coming to Grimmauld Place; but she never really talked to him. Lost in her thoughts, she tripped over something on the ground and fell flat on her face.

"Oh! I-I'm so s-sorry!" A boy standing above her stuttered her helped her stand. He was a bit taller than she was but was also a bit plumper. He had partial buck teeth in the front of his mouth. "It's alright. I'm fine."

"No! It was all my fault, I'm sorry!"

"You don't have to be sorry. I'm fine."

"Oh okay." He scratched the back of his head and looked as if he was about to stutter again.

"What's your name?" Amy asked. She didn't want to risk him stuttering any longer. She didn't know why he was so shy.

"N-Neville. Neville Longbottom."

"Neville Longbottom?" He shook his head nervously. "It's nice to meet you, Neville. I'm Amy Pond." She held out her hand. Hesitantly, he shook it. "What year are you in, Neville?"

"Fifth. You?"

"I'm in my fifth as well. What about your house? I take it you're not in Slytherin?"

"No," he let out a slight chuckle, "I'm in Gryffindor."

"Really? Me too."

"I don't remember you from the sorting in our first year. Were you there?"

"No, I'm only really starting this year. For the past four years I've been very ill with spattergroit," this was the story the the Order had told her to use, "I'm not contagious now, thought. I'm perfectly healthy."

"Not to be rude, Amy, but shouldn't you have to start in the first year?"

"I should, but I've had a tutor for the past four years at home. So I'm all caught up and ready to take my OWLs at the end of the year," she stopped walking along the train. This was her stop. In the compartment, she saw Harry and Ginny sitting across from Fred and George. She and Neville entered the compartment; Amy sat next to Fred as he put his arm around her, and Neville sat across from them in between Harry and Ginny.

"Where are Hermione and Ron? I thought they were sitting with us." Amy asked Fred while Harry, Ginny, George, and Neville played a game of Exploding Snap.

"They're in the prefect's compartment. They have to go to this sort of meeting since it's their first year as prefects. Who would've thought, though? Ickle Ronnie: The Prefect," Fred pondered on that for a moment, "Nope. It just doesn't make sense." Together, they laughed, joining in on the game of Exploding Snap.

Before they knew it, they were nearing Hogwarts and had to change into their robes. The girls and boys split up, changed into their robes, and returned to their compartment just in time to be called off the train. The six of them stood up, Fred put his arm around Amy's waist, and the walked off the train and towards the carriages.

From what Amy had heard, the carriages had always been pulled by themselves. But what was standing before her eyes at this very moment was going against everything she had heard. In front of her stood a large creature: it had black, skeleton-like skin, and it looked like an overgrown horse. "Fred…?" But Amy was cut off by George. "Harry, what are you doing?"

Harry was petting the horse on its head, but Amy couldn't understand why George asked Harry what he was doing.

"What are these?" said Harry.

"What are you talking about, Harry? There's nothing there." Neville blurted out.

"I see them too. They're pulling the carriages." Amy was now petting the horse as well.

"Nothing's pulling the carriages, Amy. Nothing ever does." Fred shot a concerning look at Amy. "Are you alright, Amy? You don't seem like yourself." Ginny put a hand on Amy's shoulder.

"Oh, she's perfectly fine," came a dreamy voice from a nearby carriage, "I can see them too. Don't worry, you're just as sane as I am.

"This is the final carriage to Hogwarts. You'll have to ride with me." The girl scooted over to the edge of the carriage and everyone else climbed in. "They're called thestrals, by the way. The creatures pulling the carriages." Ginny cleared her throat.

"This is Luna Lovegood. She's a Ravenclaw in my year."

"Oh, hello, Ginny. I didn't see you there."

"How was your summer, Luna?"

"Oh! It was amazing. My father and I traveled abroad to see if we could find some nargles."

"Um, what are…?" Neville began. But the look that Ginny was giving him had told him to stop from asking his question. The seven of them rode to Hogwarts in silence in the carriages the rest of the way. Only my first day and I already made two new friends, thought Amy, Neville and Luna. When they entered Hogwarts and entered the Great Hall, Ron and Hermione were already seated and the new first years had already been sorted. Neville walked over to sit with two boys, while Luna skipped over to the Ravenclaw table. "Where have you all been? The first years have already been sorted!" Amy heard Hermione trying to whisper to Harry, but he waved her off.

Suddenly, in the front of the room, Dumbledore's speech was halted by a short woman wearing only pink standing from her seat. "Ah," said Dumbledore in an inviting tone, "I believe your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Professor Umbridge, would like to say a few words."

Amy saw Harry mutter something at Ron and Hermione, but she couldn't work out what he was saying.

Amy only caught the end of Umbridge's speech, "...and I hope we can all be very good friends."

"That's likely," Fred muttered in her ear, his arm still around her waist. Amy knew that she already didn't like this woman.

While walking out of the Great Hall and towards the Common Room, Harry, Amy, Ginny, Fred, and George decided to take a more scenic route; they didn't want to deal with all the new first years in the way, even if Ron and Hermione were the ones escorting them to the Common their way, Amy could tell that there were other students glaring at Harry, as if he had done something wrong; but she knew what the other students were thinking.

They thought Harry was lying about Voldemort being back — that he just wanted the publicity. But why would he want more publicity? He's already "The Boy Who Lived." What else would he want? Amy's thoughts were interrupted by knocking into someone and them both falling to the ground.

"I'm sorry."

"Watch where you're going! Don't you know who I am!?"

Fred helped Amy up and stare down the boy that had just knocked her down. "Watch it, Amy, that's Malfoy."

"What's that supposed to mean, Weasley? Trying to protect your little girlfriend? Amy?"

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry was now pointing his wand at Malfoy, along with George.

"Look who it is! Famous Potter! What, are you signing autographs today? Is that what this crowd is?"

He walked slowly towards Amy. "And who is this supposed to be? A new Gryffindor I presume. If you weren't with Weasley here I might've just taken a shot at you myself. But the fact that you even fraternize with these blood traitors is a turnoff."

"Is that supposed to mean something to me? Are you trying to impress me with your family heritage and blood? I know all about your family, Malfoy. You'd be surprised some of the things you find when you're interested in uncovering the truth." Amy was infuriated. She really did know all about the Malfoy's. Purebloods, rich, incest. It all disgusted Amy, even just the thought of it.

"Who do you think you're talking to? You'll pay for that one, Pond. That's right! I know all about you as well! Everything from your real name to your heritage."

"Reductum skullus!" A beam of light traveled from Amy's wand to Malfoy's head and his head was shrunken instantly. It was now half the size it normally was. Malfoy began running away, and in a high pitched voice, yelled, "My father will hear about this!"

Laughing, Harry, Ginny, Amy, Fred, and George walked to the Gryffindor Common Room. Fred's arm tightened around Amy's waist and he pulled her into a kiss. In the distance, Amy could hear the new first years singing the school song that they had just learned that night.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, hoggy warty Hogwarts, teach us something please…"