Obnoxious Relationship
Before I start with my next chapter, I want to thank everyone who reviewed. More precisely, Dark Lord Destructive Urge, Bythra, Jamie Potter, Sora57 and Katie Bell (They're in their fifth year, so they should be something around fifteen years old J ). I'm sorry it took me so long to get this bit uploaded. I was ready with the writing pretty fast though. I've already written the third chapter, but it needs spell checking. I guess you'll just have to wait. But for now, enjoy!
~Memory~
Chapter Two
Harry wasn't as early as Sirius had thought. A lot of kids where already there, among them his best friend Ron Weasley. He grinned as he saw Harry making his way through the crowd, which was no difficulty for Ron. He had grown even taller during the holidays.
"Hey Harry! Have you heard the news?" he asked excitedly.
"Hi! And what news?"
"Dad told us. Some Muggles were killed during an opa in London, or something, by over twenty Death Eaters. He had to go to the ministry early, Mum was not pleased."
"An opa? Well, whatever, maybe that's why Sirius went off, too. Really, he could have told me." Harry didn't really believe that was why Sirius had gone to Dumbledore. His godfather would have told him if it had been only that.
"What are you talking about?" Ron asked curiously.
"Look, there comes Hermione. I'll tell you both about it on the train."
Ron shrugged and they went over to greet Hermione.
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"Well? What was that about Sirius? Something exciting?"
"Sirius?" Hermione asked. Ron and Harry hadn't told her about Sirius' going to Dumbledore yet.
"He got some letter from Dumbledore during breakfast and went off to speak to him quickly. And some Muggles were killed in London during an opa - " Harry looked at Ron, questioning. "D'you mean an opera? Well, anyway, they were killed and Ron's dad had to go to the ministry early."
"Really? That was probably You-Know-Who then, wasn't it? I mean, he has risen, even if Fudge refuses to believe it. And everyone knows he hates muggles."
"I'm not sure. About Sirius I mean. You're probably right with the muggles, I also think it was Voldemort", Hermione and Ron flinched at the name, " who ki - "
A girl came into their appartment. She was built short but strong and had short, brown hair. Her green eyes twinkled like a marauder's. Something about her seemed familiar, but Harry couldn't think what.
"Hello, I'm Angua Foster." she said.
"Hello, I'm Hermione Granger. These're Ron Weasley and Harry Potter." Angua smiled at the two, and sat down next to Hermione, "How old are you? I never saw you, and you seem too old for a first year."
"I'm a transfer from Australia, we moved and I'm going to be in either the fourth or fifth year and I'm fifteen.(A/N: Not a Mary Sue. Definitely not. She's way from being perfect, believe me). Is Hogwarts good? I heard there were four houses or something."
"Yeah, there are four houses, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. You get assigned to the house you fit best. We're in Gryffindor, by the way." Ron answered.
"Just hope you don't get to Slytherin, they're really nasty. But apart from them, Hogwarts is the best school ever." Harry said, trying to remember what seemed so familiar about the girl. Angua reminded him of something and Harry was determined to know what of. " Have you got any brothers or sisters?"
"I've got a little brother." She looked at Harry more closely. "You're Harry Potter? The Harry Potter? In Australia they say you get in a lot of trouble, with Voldemort just as much as with the teachers."
Harry opened his mouth to answer, but Ron was faster. "Uh-hu, he does. But he doesn't go looking for trouble, trouble usually finds him."
Angua looked around confused as the three young wizards burst out laughing. Hermione explained it to her after she found her breath.
"Harry always says that when someone tells him he's not supposed to go looking for trouble. And mind you, if it's on purpose or not, he does get in a lot of trouble."
Harry smiled weakly. This reminded him of last year, when he and Cedric were champions of the Triwizard Tournament ... Ron, noticing this, hastily turned to Hermione.
"Hermione, how long 'til we get to Hogwarts?"
"We should get there any min - " Hermione started to answer as the train started to slow down. They were there!
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"All firs' years over here! Yeh need ter get sorted!" Hagrid of course.
"I guess I have to go. See ya!" Angua said to Hermione, Ron and Harry. Her two last words had had a definite Australian accent.
"Yeah, bye!" they all answered. Harry watched her go over to Hagrid and then turned back to his friends.
"She seems familiar, doesn't she?"
"Well, a bit, yes. Similar to you, to be honest." Ron said slightly amused.
"To me?" Harry asked astonished.
"Yes, Harry" Hermione said exasperated "She's got the same green eyes as you. It really startled me when she came in. If she had black hair, she could go as your sister."
"Hmm." That was all Harry could say to this. He didn't have any sisters. His only relatives were the Dursleys, even if they didn't act like that. But then, why did she look so similar to him?
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Well? Did you like this chapter? Please R&R. And, talking about reviews, I want to thank everyone who did, again. Their nicknames are at the top of this story. Since I haven't got much hope of uploading this until Tuesday, I might as well start with the next chapter. As Angua would say, see ya!
~Memory~
