Harry Potter and the Evil Twin

Chapter 6: The Unexpected Event

It was an early Monday morning as the Weasley family, accompanied by Harry and Hermione, finished packing their bags to get ready to go back to Hogwarts. Again, Mr. Weasley had rented Ministry Cars to transport the large group to King Crossing Train Station. They were all in better spirits that day, probably just glad to get back to Hogwarts.

Harry, was the gladdest of them all. Hogwarts was more of a home to him, then a school. He was happy to be going back and to see all his friends again. Mostly, he was happy to get back to playing Quidditch, since he hadn't played it for a whole year, on account of last years Tri Wizard Tournament.

"So, do you reckon that we'll beat Slytherin this year for the Quidditch Cup" Ron asked Harry.

"Beat?" Harry said shocked. "We're going to murder them. It's not going to be the same, though. Oliver Wood graduated last year. We need a keeper." Ron thought about this for a moment. Over the summer Charlie taught Ron how to play better and he was getting quite good. How Ron would love to be on the team with Harry. Quidditch was his favorite thing to do.

"Hey Harry," Ron said. "I've been training with Charlie over the summer. Maybe I could try out for the Quidditch team?"

"Yeah, that would be good. Can you play keeper?"

"I can try." Ron said hopefully. The three friends spent the rest of their car conversation talking about what they were going to buy at Hogsmade. Finally they arrived at the Kings Cross Station. Mrs. Weasley, the twins, Ron, Ginny, Harry, and Hermione all grabbed their bags and headed into the station.

"Hey, Harry, Ron," a voice called. Harry turned towards the voice and saw his two friends and roommates, Dean Thomas, and Seamus Finnigan. "Long time, no see." Dean said shaking Harry's hand.

"Hey guys," Harry said returning their smiles. "What have you been up to over the summer?"

"Well nothing really happened with me," Seamus started to explain. "But Dean has been-"

"I've been doing nothing, too." Dean cut him off.

"Well actually you've been writing to your girlfriend all summer," Seamus blurted out. Dean started to get red.

"So who's the luck lady?" Ron asked, jokingly. Him and Harry started laughing.

"You probably don't remember, but, it's that girl, Eva, from Beauxbatons. He's been writing her all summer," Seamus said, pretending to choke himself.

"You won't tell anyone, right Harry? Right, Ron?" Dean said, embarrassed. He was a little more red than normal.

"Don't worry," Harry replied. "Your secrets safe with me. Hey we better go or we're going to miss the train." The group all boarded the train and took a seat in the last compartment of the train.

As Harry opened the door he a saw a unfamiliar boy, about his age. The boy had sleek brown hair and almost black eyes. As the boys eyes met Harry's a strange feeling over come him. It was almost as if he knew the boy.

"Oh, sorry. I didn't know anyone was in here," Harry said turning to leave.

"No, it's okay," the strange boy said in an icy tone. "You can have this compartment. I think it's reserved for you." He stood up and grabbed his trunk. "By the way, my names Gabriel. I'm new here."

"Oh, hi Gabriel. I'm-"

"There's no need to tell me who you are. Any fool can tell that. You're none other then the famous Harry Potter. What a pleasure to meet you," Gabriel said sticking out his hand. Harry did the same. There was something very strange about this boy, Harry thought to himself. After the boy left Harry sat down and started talking with his friends. All of a sudden someone burst into their compartment.

"Neville!" Hermione screamed. "You scared me half to death!"

"Sorry Hermione," Neville said, trying to catch his breath.

"Hey are you okay?" Harry asked.

"I accidentally set Malfoy's cape on fire." Harry and Ron started cracking up.

"Now there's a site I would have loved to see!" Ron said, laughing.

"Can I hide in here for a while." Neville asked. "Malfoy said he's going to hex me when he finds me."

"Sure, Neville," Hermione said reassuringly. "Well know we know Malfoy still hasn't grown up over the summer." The three friends packed up their bags and left the room. As Harry led the way through the aisles he accidentally bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry Cho," Harry said while helping her pick up her bags. "I should have been watching where I was going.

"Hey, Harry. Hermione and I are going to look for another compartment." Ron said leaving Harry and Cho Chang alone.

"That's okay, Harry," It was my fault." Cho replied smiling at him. But, harry knew that it was a fake smile. He knew it was hard for her to see him , alive and healthy, while Cedric had died. She feels just as bad as I do coming back here, Harry though.

"So, how have you been?" Harry asked.

"Pretty good . . . well okay, I guess," she mumbled as a tear dripped down her face.

"I'm really sorry Cho," Harry said as she wiped away her tear. "Here, I'll leave."

"No, Harry. Please wait," Cho said weakly as she grabbed his shoulder. "It's not you, it's just that I'm remembering everything that happened last year. More tears started to our down her face and then she fell right into Harry's arms, wrapping him in a hug. When she let go her face was soaked in tears. Just then Ron and Hermione came back.

"Hey harry, come on. We found an empty compartment," Ron said pulling him away from Cho.

"Bye, Harry." She said, returning to her compartment. Harry followed Ron into their compartment and started to put his stuff away.

"So, what were you and Cho talking about?" Ron asked in a suspicious tone.

"Nothing," Harry mumbled continuing to put his stuff away. Just as the train started to pull away from the station, a hug explosion came from the back of the train, knocking all their luggage on top of them. Struggling, Harry pulled his chest off him and helped to the same with Hermione.

"What happened?" Hermione asked.

"I have no idea," Harry said while helping Ron. "Let's go and see." As the three of them peeked their heads out of their compartment, they saw the rest of the train had done so, too. Faintly, Harry heard the sound of someone crying in the distance. "Neville," Harry said as he raced towards the back of the train as fast as he could go. As Harry ran, the crying got louder until he came upon a blazing green fire in the last train compartment.

Without thinking, Harry kicked open the door and ran inside. The fire was so thick that Harry could barley see. He something burning on his left arm, but Harry didn't want to go back. He had to find Neville. Following the cries, Harry headed further back into the compartment. On the floor, harry saw a clump that must be Neville. Throwing him over his shoulder, Harry led the way back through the compartment and out the door.

Finally, Harry could breath, but his head started pounding. He felt dizzy and couldn't stop coughing. All the people around him started to fade out. And them, all of a sudden, everything went black.