Intro A/N: Yeah for Harry!

Railway Whispers

It was the start of Harry's fifth year at Hogwarts, and the war had just begun. He was currently sitting in the magicked backseat of the Weasely's new Camarro, gazing long fully out the window.

How he wished he could just sleep. Just to close his eyes and drift off forever would be the sweet haven Harry had been praying for, ever since last year. His meeting with the reborn Voldemort had been especially gruesome, from sacrifices to full fledge murder.

Harry could see poor, Cedric's cold dead eyes whenever his scar pained him, and as of that day, the occurrences had been a plenty.

Those lucid dim pools of colour…Harry closed his eyes tightly and kneaded his temples meekly with his palms. He had experienced things no other fifteen year old, or any one he knew, had for that matter. Harry was no ordinary boy, he was a wizard.

"Harry? Are you all right?"

Ron, Harry's best friend placed a large hand gently on his shoulder. Ron himself had become very concerned with Harry's well being, after all, if your friend returns after facing the most wicked, vile creature in Wizarding history it does affect one's ambience towards them. Harry turned, dazed and teary eyed to face him.

"Yeah." 

Mr and Mrs Weasely had been taking turns to periodically check back on the children, specifically Harry. As their shiny Camarro came to a stop at King's Cross Ginny leaned forward and whispered something into Harry's ear. He didn't quite catch it all, still not able to focus with the throbbing pain in his head, but nodded his head slowly anyways.

The twins hopped gracelessly out of the car.

"First one gets the window seat!" George hollered running off towards Platform 93/4 Fred howled loudly and chased his twin, much to Mrs Weasely's discontent.

"Will you look at those two Arthur? Causing such a scene with so many Muggles around." She sighed and stepped out of the car "And in their final year as well." She yelled to them her goodbyes and turned to help everyone out of the car.

Her husband shook his head as well and groaned as he lifted some of Ginny's luggage down from the roof rack. He handed it to her on a nearby trolley.

"Here you go sweetums. Your father and I best be off…er…important matters to attend to," She looked apprehensive "but I'm sure I can trust you to Ronald and Harry. Right boys?"

Ron shook his head and rolled his eyes.

"Yes mum."

Harry nodded lazily. His head felt like it was in a vice, and he closed his eyes again through a spasm of pain.

Mrs Weasley took one look at him and burst into tears. She was quickly comforted by Mr Weasely and after pulling away their suitcases; Harry and Ron watched the Camarro pull away without any haste.

"I wonder what that was about." Ron asked puzzled.

Harry shrugged.

"I dunno. But we're going to miss the train if we stand here and ponder."