Harry Potter and the Golden Curse
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A Little Info: I am in the process of creating a small trilogy. The trilogy takes place during Harry's 7th year at Hogwarts. Couples are involved. Harry falls in love, Hermione falls in love, Ron falls in love, and others try to tear their loves apart, or make their own in the process.
Now, on with the first of my Trilogy:
Harry Potter and the Golden CurseChapter One: Reunion of Friends
Harry sat on his small bed and began to pack. This would be the last chance to take the things he had to have out of the Dursley's home. Once he stepped foot out of that house, he was never stepping foot back in.
He looked around the room. He grabbed a few little things and tossed them into his truck. He looked one last time for something that he may have missed, when he spotted a frame on his desk. Inside was a photo of him, Hermione, and Ron from their first year at Hogwarts. He grabbed the frame and the leather album that Hagrid had given him. Lastly, he picked up an old teddy bear, and with that, the trunk was locked.
Harry picked up his owl, a small black and gray kitten, and the rest of his belongings and started down the stairs quietly, as to not wake his family. They knew he was leaving that morning. They knew yet, as usual, they didn't care. This didn't bother Harry one bit. He couldn't wait to get out of that house.
He took one step out the door and onto the front step. Harry slowly closed the door behind him and looked around. It was around 6:00 a.m. and the air was crisp and fresh. The grass still had fresh dew from the night before. It was still quite chilly outside, so he wrapped his cape around his body.
Harry has called a cab to pick him and his friends up. But not just any cab. No, this was a magic cab. The silver automobile pulled up in front of the Dursley's home and waited for Harry to get in. Harry put his things in the trunk and put Hedwig and the kitten in the front seat with the driver. Harry got into the back seat and told the driver where to go.
"Hermione Granger's home, please."
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The cab took off down Privet drive at an amazing speed, then disappeared into the sky. Harry sat back and started to drift off to sleep. He awoke, 15 minutes later, to a hard jerk. He looked out the window and saw a red stone house. Outside, a young girl sat on a large, leather trunk, and was staring at her feet.
Harry got out of the car and moved slowly to the girl. She was beautiful. He couldn't help but stare. She looked up at Harry, and smiled.
"Hello, Potter," she spoke. "How are you?"
The voice was sweet and very familiar. It was a voice that always put Harry at ease. It was the voice of his best friend. It was the voice of Hermione Granger.
He was left speechless. This was partly because of her beauty.
"Well, Potter…say something."
"Hello, my Mione," he said, causing her to smile.
She stood to get her things. As she turned to pick up her trunk, Harry realized there was something different with Hermione. It was her hair. The untamed, head of frizz, was now strait and came to her shoulders. Harry had never seen her hair that way before.
"Hermione, your hair…"
"What about it Harry?" She asked.
"It's…It's strait…and short."
"And Harry…your hair…it's long and unruly," she replied smartly, but smiling to show that she was just teasing, only he was looking at her strangely. "Honestly, Harry," she continued, "it is just hair."
"Well, I like it Mione. I like it a lot."
"Thank you," she said with a smile as she turned back to her trunk. "I give up!" She turned back for help when she saw him staring at her, still in awe.
"Close your mouth, Harry, you'll catch flies. Now, get over here and help me move my trunk. You've received muscles over the summer holiday, use them."
He couldn't help but laugh as his best friend. She was right though; he had received muscles. She watched him as he picked up her trunk with ease and put it in the cab.
He had grown up, she thought. He was now really tall and had a very nice build. His hair was the same as usual; that is how she liked it. His emerald eyes were still the same as usual. Oh, how she loved those eyes. They were so beautiful, warm, and full of life. They had a certain sparkle to them. They were amazing.
She came out of her trance when Harry grasped her hand and led her to the cab. They shut the door and Harry said their next destination.
"Ron Weasley's home, please."
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The two friends talked half way to the Burrow. They discussed the high parts of their summer. Hermione found out that she had been accepted to a finishing school in Scotland. She was unsure of if she wanted to attend or not. After all, she did "have the rest of the year to figure it out." Harry just smiled and congratulated her.
Harry, on the other hand, did not have such great news to share. Truth be told, he had a miserable summer. But he had a plan. He wouldn't tell Hermione about it until Ron was with them on their way to the home on Platform 9 ¾. Hermione finally agreed to let it pass for the moment.
After an hour of talking, Hermione scooted next to Harry. She was tired and they still had four more hours to go. Harry wrapped his arm around her shoulder and she laid her head on his chest.
It all seemed so perfect. She was in his arms, warm and safe, listening to his heartbeat, as he was gently stroking her strait hair. She fell asleep within moments.
They sat like this for two more hours. The whole time, Harry looked out the window. He was off in a world of though. A would where there were no real problems. Just him, the clouds, and Hermione…She was still in his arms asleep. He looked down at the sleeping girl. She was beautiful, no use in hiding it. Only, he couldn't tell her this. She's his best friend. Best friends are not supposed to have other feelings towards each other. He just shook the whole thing out of his head and looked at the clouds passing by. Slowly, he too, drifted into a short slumber.
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The burrow was the same as ever, still tall, lopsided, colorful, and full of love. Harry and Hermione smiled as they woke up just in time to land in the Weasley drive way.
Mrs. Weasley came running out of the house. She was on her way to the smoking garage. On the way, she saw the two children ad hugged them hello.
Harry and Hermione smiled as Molly yelled in the direction of the smoke. Fred and George were still up to their pranks and inventions. After a few minutes filled with blood curdling screams, Mrs. Weasley quickly brought her kind attention back to the visitors.
"Oh you two. Ron is all excited at going back to Hogwarts," she told them as they walked into the burrow. "Had his bags packed as soon as possible. But, of course, they didn't stay packed for log. He had to get things back out again. Here, have a muffin. You have an early train to catch, I'm sure you are hungry for some breakfast. Too bad you don't have enough time to eat a proper breakfast with us. I packed you some goodies for your trip though. Ron is all excited about being a Gryffindor prefect. Oh, we are proud of him. I do believe he's the fifth Weasley to be one. His father was one, as was Bill and Charlie. Oh, yes and Percy. Wait, miscalculation. Ginny was one last year. He's the sixth. Silly me."
She continued to ramble on until Ron's trunk came crashing down the stairs. His mother was just about to yell at him, but he hugged her and thanked her for everything, also adding that he loved her. And with that, the three friends were in the cab, on their way to catch the "Early Bird Special" on the Early Bird Hogwarts Express. Prefects were only allowed on it. They would arrive two hours early to set up and find out who the new head boy and head girl would be.
Hermione had been a prefect for three years. Harry was appointed as a prefect during his 6th year. Now it was Ron's turn and the dynamic trio would be back together again.
Their last year at Hogwarts was going to be the best ever!