Chapter 4

A special thanks to my beta-reader Lil lupin!

                Boarding the Hogwart's Express

                Harry, Ron and Hermione walked through the barrier that separates the Muggle world from the wizard world to get on the Hogwarts Express. They had a premonition that something bad was going to happen.  They went to an empty usual compartment in the middle of the train.

Voldemort was watching the Hogwarts Express. He saw young scholars of all years. He decided to try hit all the compartments, just for fun, instead of  only the one with Potter.  He prepared to attack.

Harry sat down to read a book.. It was called "Quidditch Stars of the Americas".  It looked quite interesting.  But right when he opened the book, Ron asked to play Wizards Chess, Harry sighed and set down the book to play.

                Voldemort shouted his first curse at the engine. He needed to stop the train. "REDUCTO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he yelled. A red light fired out of his wand. It sped at the engine of the train.

                "Did you hear something?" Harry asked Ron and Hermione

                "No, why," both said.

                "I heard someone fire the Reducto curse,"

                He looked outside his window just in time to see the big explosion.  The train came to an abrupt stop.

                Harry stared outside, saw two gleaming red eyes. He then felt a shattering pain in his scar. He fainted.

                A few minutes later he awoke.

                "What happened?" he asked, dazed.

                Another crash.

                "You passed out, eleven" She said

Another blast.

                "Their has been eleven, I mean twelve explosions since you did,"

                Another boom.

                "How many compartments are there?"

                Another explosion.

                "36, but we're in number fourteen" Ron muttered, "We're next. . ."

                They braced themselves by ducking down low and casting spells on their trunks and necks.

                Right then a curse their compartment, the fiery explosion knocked them out before they even heard the thunder of it. 

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                "'Eh, Albus, 'ere's someone! It's Harry Potter!"

                 "Yes, look around; his friends should be around here somewhere." 

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"As I'm sure you all know, we have lost many precious students during the summer," Dumbledore announced on September 21st, after everyone had been well rested and healed "And today we have added to that number. The students we have lost will be sorely missed, just like the ones that have already gone.

                'The ones we lost before the tragedy on the train ride over here are: Ginny Weasley, Cho Chang, Dennis Creevy, and Mike Dinarito. The ones we in the train ride here are: Lisa Turpin, Ernie MacMillian, Dean Thomas, Thad Rengaeh, and Gorno Hats.  I'm sure everyone is depressed about these deaths, and we will try not to let this get in the way of our learning."

                After that, the inhabitants of the Great Hall went to bed.