Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANY HP CHARACTERS!!!!!!!

A/N: Oi! Sorry it's taken so long but school's been a bitch (excuse my French but it has) and I have this 16 grade project(total) to finish by Jan 13 and I haven't started so I am off to a good Christmas holiday. But anyways thanx for your reviews and on with the Chapter 3!

Chapter 3: Unexpected Visitors

The morning was more chaotic than could have imaginable. Harry's head was sinking in his soft pillows dreaming blissfully, his mouth hanging open. He was not used to this luxury. Never had he had an elegant queen bed covered in a blanket of scarlet; a Gryffindor lion embedded right smack in the middle. With over 10 velvet pillows with golden lace and his personal initials on the center who wouldn't have slept like a king? The night before had made him exhausted and the minute his head touched the pillow he was fast asleep. But all things for a price; along with its benefits and delicacy, being Head was not to be taken lightly. There was a thunderous knock on his door.

"HARRY!!! WAKE UP! Breakfast in 15!"

Although Harry could not see the face of the voice he knew it was Hermione. He covered his head with one of his pillows and sighed annoyingly. 15 minutes? Couldn't she have come to tell me sooner? Harry was up surprisingly quickly and did a creative spell to get his clothes neatly stacked on his bed. He sprang to the bathroom to take a quick shower. When he came out he put on his clothes and as he as adjusting his Gryffindor tie he noticed the window that he failed to see yesterday. He pulled back the silk curtains and was amazed at the view. Harry had a perfect spectacle of the Quidditch field and its surrounding landscape. Can't wait to go to Hagrid's! Hermione was reclining on the velvet scarlet couch reading Wizard Times magazine and then looked at her watch. She rolled her eyes and sighed in annoyance. If he makes us late for breakfast I swear! Harry's eyes wondered to the rusted antique clock and hurriedly put on his robes. He ran down the stairs and stopped when Hermione stood up abruptly.

"Finally!"

The two made their way out of the common room and wandered through the school until they finally reached the Great Hall. Why did their common room had to be so isolated? They made haste to get a seat next to their friends. Ron's hand shot up in the air and started beckoning them as if saying Over here! Hermione took a seat between Ron and Ginny, and Harry between Ron and Hermione. Ron looked at Harry and nudged him. Harry looked at his friend's cynical smile and was dumbfounded.

"What?"

He whispered, "So what's up with you and Hermione?"

"Nothing! We're all friends, C'mon Ron don't talk rubbish!"

Harry was not keeping his voice in a whisper and was annoyed that Ron would assume that he of all people was trying to "court" (to put it nicely) his best friend. He and Hermione had dated in their 5th year and if Harry were to say he wasn't jealous he would be lying. Even though Harry knew they were never really "serious", Ron always gave him suggestions that led him to believe otherwise. He knew Ron loved bragging about them considering Harry never had a girlfriend in his 6 years at Hogwarts. Harry looked over at Hermione and sighed. She's so beautiful…As if I'll ever have a chance with her… He looked up and saw Dumbledore call for silence.

"Welcome students to another excellent year at Hogwarts!"

He went on to explain restrictions and regulations that were to be followed, as it had always been for the last 7 years. But this time something was different. It was right now that the trio noticed a large amount of students, evidently not from Hogwarts, standing at the front of the tables where the professors were.

"There will be some chaos here this year," There was a few laughs in the student body. When was there not chaos in Hogwarts? Especially when the class of 2001 arrived?

"Due to some –cough- events in the Witchcraft and Wizardry school of the Americas, their students will be staying with us this year. This is not going to be easy but I think we will manage."

Dumbledore smiled and the added, "We've decided that it would be best to divide their school into fourths; one fourth for each house. Lets see now…Ok from here to here you will be Gryffindors," and so on until the school was sorted. Albus looked down at the foreign students. He snapped his fingers and a small roll of parchment appeared in their hands.

"You all have your schedules so resume as normal. They have been modified according to your house." He looked up at the rest of Hogwarts and welcomed them all again and assured them this year would be one to remember.

Hermione's mouth was hanging slightly open and Harry had just noticed she was eyeing the "new" Gryffindors. Oh my Goodness? Is that him?

~*Flashback*~

There is a little boy, about 6, light colored hair in a pair of shorts and a baggy green T-shirt. He has a handful of miniscule pebbles and is throwing them at a window. The sound is that of rain and the window is opened by a little girl with bushy hair, a huge smile plastered on her face.

"Hey Hermione! Wanna play ova at the park?"

"Course! Let me ask Mummy!"

There is a pause and the little boy sits on the porch passing his fingers through his hair. The little girl burst through the door and squeals, "Let's GO!"

~*End Flashback*~

"Hermione you all right?"

"Yeah I'm fine I just had this flashback,"

She shook her head and began eating her breakfast and talking with, who would have guessed, Ginny.

They went to their first class together and as they were walking up the stairs Ron noticed Hermione's change in attitude. She seemed kind of sad and at the same time utterly surprised.

"Hey Hermione you ok? Those foreign kids giving you a bad aura?"

Ron's voice showed he was not really serious, his voice was sarcastic but Harry was worried too.

"You've been acting strange ever since breakfast,"

Hermione shook her head and bit her lip. She looked as if she was going to cry. Her eyes were watery and she looked really cold and trembling. How can that be him? I've missed him so much…

Ron sighed and then averted his gaze to the door. He pushed it open and held it for his friends.

"Look's like we're here and have time to spare,"

The class was loud with chatter but there was no teacher in sight. Ron slouched in the old wooden chair and brought his feet up to the table. He put his hands behind his head and yawned loudly. Harry looked at him and laughed. Boy was he going to laugh when Ron was caught doing that! Hermione looked at the American kids seated in a corner of the room. She saw a boy her age with light brown hair and who looked vaguely familiar. She saw his hands pass through his hair in a manner that was unmistakable. He turned and his and Hermione's eyes were locked. He seemed skeptical and then turned back to the others. Hermione's face brightened and she was smiling like an injured angel told it had a chance to survive.

"Hey she smiles!" Harry grinned and she looked over still smiling with her eyes watered.

"It's Brian!"

There was a crash and a crunch and there on the ground lay Ron on his back rubbing his head.

"OWWW!"

~*End of Chapter 3*~

A/N: Oh, I hoped you liked! This is gonna spice up the story big time! R/R Please, even if you hate it! ;P Next chapter is called Who's He? Till next time!