Again, I would like to say that I don't know anything, except for the characters that I made.  Here's the chapter five of the story.  Have fun reading!

Chapter 5

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After the event in Diagon Alley, Harry has been having the same dream over and over again.  It wasn't a bad dream like the ones before.  It was a strange but pleasant dream.  He dreamt that he was just outside of a wood, when he sees a big eagle flying over the dark skies.  He was curious to follow it, and so he ran and ran to see where it was headed.   As he ran after it, he didn't notice that he ended up in a clearing in the middle of the wood.  He saw the eagle flew to and rested upon an antler of a very familiar stag.  Next to the stag was a giant, shaggy black dog.  He looked down at his feet and saw that the eagle has dropped him what looked like a flower, and, as he bent down to get it, a flash of bright light made him wake up.  It was still dark outside, and so he went back to sleep hoping that he would be back to that clearing. 

 

  "Get up, Harry darling.  You'll be late for the train," said a voice that shook him awake.

  "Wha'? What's going on?" said a voice somewhere around the room; he could tell it was Ron. 

It was the day when they all go back to Hogwarts, Mrs. Weasley was gathering up the children to make them eat breakfast.  As Harry and Ron got ready and went downstairs to eat breakfast, they found that Fred and George were in deep conversation with their father, Mr. Wealsey. 

  "I just think you two should take them seriously.  It is your seventh and final year.  At least think about your future," Mr. Weasley was saying.

  Fred was opening his mouth to say something, when Ron interrupted him by saying,  "What's going on?"

  "Nothing, you stupid git," remarked George, he seemed to be thinking about saying something else, but decided to just keep eating breakfast since Mrs. Weasley came in the kitchen with Hermione and Ginny.

  "Have you borrowed those Ministry cars, Arthur?  I would dread to call those awful muggle taxis again." 

  "It's all taken care off, Molly.  Briana has just given me a favor and borrowed a couple for me," he answered. 

  "Briana?  You mean that auror you were talking about, dad?" asked Fred. 

Mr. Weasley nodded and launched another story about her.  "-And I wouldn't be surprised if she turns out to be your new teacher.  Oh, now where's my comb?" He got up and went to look for his comb.

   "Dad really thinks a lot about this lady, eh?" said Fred.  "She sort of sounds like a female version of Mad-Eye."

   "Well, Dad thinks a lot about Mad-Eye, right?  I reckon anyone who comes even close to Mad-Eye, he'll like," said George. 

   "Stop it, you two.  Briana happens to be a fine auror and a very fine lady. I have met her once and she's very nice. Now, hurry up, all of you.  The cars are here," said Mrs. Weasley.

Everyone packed their things at the car.  Bill decided to come along to say good-bye at King's Cross.  The ride wasn't as bad as before, but it felt quite short.  They all arrived at station and were helped by the drivers to unload their things out of the car.  They took turns, in pairs, to cross the barrier that separates the platforms nine and ten.  They arrived at the platform nine and three-quarters.  It was full of people trying to get in the Hogwarts Express.  Harry, Ron, and Hermione found an empty compartment near the back of the train.  They went down to say good-bye to Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley, and Bill. Percy couldn't make it, because, as he said, he had to be at work early again.

   "Have a good term, now.  And don't get in trouble.  Dumbledore already has a lot of things to do, don't add to his list.  Oh, and yes, good luck on your tests," added Mrs. Weasley.

   "That's right! You guys have your O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts," exclaimed Bill.  "Good luck!"

   "Don't remind us, Bill," said Fred, suddenly looking very glum.

   "Thanks for having us over again, Mrs. Weasley," said Hermione, as the whistle blew. 

   "Yeah, thanks," added Harry, as they all climb up the train. 

   "Well, it's my pleasure dears.  Come over for Christmas now, don't stay in Hogwarts!" she called after them. 

   "Yeah, you haven't experienced Christmas at the Burrow, yet!" shouted Mr. Weasley, waving. 

   "We will!" shouted Harry and Hermione together. 

The train rounded on the corner, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Bill disapparated.  Harry, Ron, and Hermione went in their compartment.  Ron and Harry were in a deep conversation about quidditch.  Hermione, who didn't have the same common interest about quidditch, engaged herself in reading the Standard Book of Spells, Grade 5.  A voice coming from the next compartment attracted their attention. 

   "Dad reckons Dumbledore should be worried by now.  He wished that he knew what Dumbledore have up his sleeve, though.  No one knows who he hired to teach for that Defense subject, not even Fudge.  Of course, he doesn't know what Dumbledore does nowadays since they did that parting of ways thing-"

Hermione closed the compartment door.  She thought for a while and then said,  "What do you think he was on about?  Dumbledore should be worried about what exactly?" 

  "Who knows?  Probably on about how his dad and those Death Eaters secretly torture muggles.  You know about those muggles disappearing at London.  But you know, he's right, though, who is going to be our Defense teacher?"  Ron said.

Hermione figured she needed to change the subject, because Harry was looking very thoughtful and was about to say something. 

  "Harry, do you like the new necklace I bought you?"

  "Huh? Oh yeah, it's nice."

  "You gave him a necklace?  Hey, Hermione, where did you go this summer?  How come you never wrote to me?" asked Ron.

  "Er.  I was at your house, remember?" Hermione answered uneasily. 

But before Ron could say something else, the compartment door opened.  It was a girl.  It was Parvati Patil, another Gryffindor.

  "There you are, Hermione.  The head boy and girl want to see all the prefects before we get to Hogwarts. Come on."

Hermione got up and went with Parvati.  It was only when the lunch trolley came around that Hermione came back. 

  "Well, what did they want?" asked Ron thickly; he just took a bite out of a Cauldron cake.

  "They just wanted to get acquainted," answered Hermione as she took a Cauldron cake and started to eat it. 

As the afternoon moved on, some of their friends came to visit.  Seamus Finnigan, Dean Thomas, and Neville Longbottom were among of them.  Only one thing they were all talking about and that was the allegedly muggle disappearings. 

  "…Dad's getting worried, of course.  He's a muggle, you know? But mum is very worried too.  She always said that she never been this worried since the last time you-know-who was in power…" said Seamus. 

  "Well, it's not really in the muggle news, though," said Dean, who was a muggle-born.

  "Grandma and all the rest of my family are very busy.  Gran always wants me around her at all times.  She thinks I would disappear if she never sees me," said Neville.

Harry knew why his Grandmother was like that to Neville.  Just last year he found out why Neville lived with grandmother.  Death Eaters tortured his parents, but they weren't dead, they were insane.

  "Maybe she reckons you would be turned into a horned toad-or worse-, Longbottom," said a drawling voice outside.  It was Malfoy accompanied by his friends, Crabbe and Goyle.

  "WE never invited you here, Malfoy," said Hermione, glaring at him.

  "I wasn't talking to you, Mudblood," sneered Malfoy. At once, Ron launched himself at Malfoy. Hermione grabbed Ron by the collar of his sweatshirt and pulled him up. 

  "Go away, Malfoy.  Or I'll tell Professor Mcgonagall what you did in here as soon as we get in Hogwarts," said Hermione, flashing her prefect badge. 

As soon as they left, Harry closed the door.  He and Ron continued to be in a bad mood when they changed in their Hogwarts robes and the rest of the way. 

Harry didn't talk a lot on this one huh? Sorry.  When I wrote this chapter it just came out that way.  There's going to be more of Harry talking the next chapter.  The next chapter, Harry will meet officially with Briana Sullivan.  Ohh…