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Return to Hogwarts
Harry felt hurt and depressed about what he just learned, so he spent a few days alone in his bed. When he finally came out, Mrs Weasley came and told him.
-Harry, Ron and Ginny told me everything. You needed to be left alone, but if you feel like talking, go on, but first, eat something; you look terrible.
He took a quick breakfast and a good shower and when he came out, Ron grabbed him by a shoulder.
-Come on pal, girls don't deserve that you'd die of boredom for one of'hem.
-Why did she did it to me? Harry managed to ask.
Ginny bumped Ron aside and took Harry.
-Come on, we have a few things to talk about...
They went to a clearing in the magical wood. It was shaded by the tree tops and a strange large circular stone was in the middle. As he got in, Harry felt peaceful.
-You know, Harry, Hermione never swore you anything about Krum and you were not together, so what happened between her and that Quidditch player wasn't made against you. Also, Harry, don't blame her! Harry, you are growing up, but so she does!
Harry looked Ginny. She was right.
-Nothing can stop you for being hurt by that, but she didn't wanted to hurt you. And come on! There are other girls... And I'm not talking about me... Take Cho! Or Parvarti!
-I feel nothing towards Pavarti and Cho's boyfriend died because of me! I can't do anything with her; I won't ever be able to look myself in the mirror again.
Ginny hugged him.
-When was your last girlfriend?
-Never had one... And I'm still virgin, said Harry with a low voice, before Ginny could ask.
-I wasn't going to ask it.
-Are you sure?
Harry was right, so Ginny looked the stone. Harry looked it too. Something was written on it in runes.
-I'll translate it as soon as I get better in Arythmancy.
-Do you know French?
-Yes why?
-A friend of mine wrote me something and I don't understand.
-I will translate it for you, but swear me that you will forgive Hermione for having hurt you. Not now, not tomorrow, but before it is too late.
-What do you mean by too late?
-Harry... I know you don't believe in Divination, but I do. No in tea leaves, not in Crystal Balls, but in Stars and Nature Signs.
-So what?
-Harry... That's how I've learned you love her. And she loves you too. And she has made mistakes...
Harry tried to speak but Ginny cut him.
-Harry! What she did with Krum was an accident. She didn't knew what she was doing and she just fooled around. You don't know what it is being stuck in a body and not control yourself and do things you'd never do!
-I know of it; I already faced the Impero Curse!
-Yes, but you kept your self control.
-I understand. Look, I'll try... But I'm not promising you anything...
-Okay, and Harry, you are growing up and you are a boy, so I know your sex drive may drive you crazy...
-WHAT???
Ginny cut him again.
-What you had been threw is enough to drive many crazy, but you managed to get through, but terrible things are to come and you also have to face your teenage. So here, take this.
She gave him a light green potion.
-If ever you have to, it will cut off your sex drive for several hours. No side effects.
Harry felt like it was to much and didn't knew what to do.
-Harry! I love you... But please trust me! And I didn't want to make you shy by talking about sex!
-I know, but there are some other ways that are less rude!
-I know... I've lost the touch...
He looked her deeply.
-How did you learn it all? Not so long ago you were so much of a child girl and now you seem to have become so..., so wise...
-I've seen terrible things, heard terrible things, it either drive you crazy or make you mature faster...
-Where did you see them and heard them?
-Look around yourself, Harry, what is this wood telling you?
Harry looked.
-Nothing...
-We are sitting on a former High Elf temple. It was destroyed in a terrible battle many centuries ago and most elves were killed, enslaved or mixed with other races. Now, only the House Elves remains of what where these noble beings. I want to bring back their wisdom.
Harry didn't feel like continuing that weird conversation and Ginny saw it.
-Come, lunch must be ready by now and we will work to finish your potion because we are going to Diagon Alley tomorrow.
He obeyed her. Somehow, he felt better about it.
The fallowing morning, Ron woke Harry up and the ate and planed to travel to Diagon Alley with Floo Powder, but Harry knew Ron was hiding him something, as were his parents.
-Did I do something wrong, asked Harry.
-No, not at all, replied Ron, hiding something behind his back.
-Look, I know you are hiding something, so you are all.
They looked each others...
-Okay... Hermione is going to Diagon Alley today.
-WHAT??? I don't want to meet her!
-Just go, I'll join latter, told Ginny to his fammily.
They obeyed, sensing Harry's pain. Soon, only Ginny and Harry were left.
-I know what you feel... But Harry, come! You don't have to talk to her, just come!
-How? She will see me!
Ginny handed him his Invisibility Cloak.
-What?
-I heard them talk about it, and I felt like it was too much too soon. So I planned on giving it to you as soon as we would get there.
Harry felt grateful.
-Thanks a lot Ginny!
-But remember what I said! And I know she forgot your birthday, but buy her a birthday present.
-Why would I???
-Trust me! I'm sure you'll find out what to give her.
Harry put on his Invisibility Cloak and the both traveled to Diagon Alley. Ginny explained Ron everything and they walked together, as Ginny left to buy her stuff.
-I don't like it Harry, explained Ron. And what did my sister wanted to tell you?
-Ron, trust me, you have a goddess as a sister, remember that!
Ron didn't added anything. They went to Fleury and Blott's and Harry removed his cloak. He took a look a the talking, screaming and moving books and Harry saw a booklet about Elves, The Forgotten Book of the Forgotten Kingdom. He bought it and his Standard Book of Spells, level 5. Searching for the special book for the Defense against the Dark Arts, the Bookstore keeper told him he would be more likely to find what he want in Knockturn Alley. They then to the antiques boutique Harry saw two weeks ago. There was a special 50% off on everything, so Harry decided to buy the Pensieve he saw.
-Harry, what will you do with that?
-Not sure yet...
They left the store and Harry saw Hermione a few hundred feets away.
-Quick!
Harry grabbed Ron and they both turned on the first intersection and Harry put on his Invisibility Cloak. Hermione arrived, looking like she ran to them.
-Ron? I though Harry was with you!
-I know but, Hermione, I have something to tell you.
They walked to a quiet place, Harry fallowing them against his will.
-What? Where's Harry.
-Hermione, what have you done this summer?
-I... eh... Stayed home! she lied.
-No, owls returned with their letters, you were not home and they had no ideas where you were.
-Ehm, I must have taken some vacations somewhere...
-Where?
-Come on, Ron! Where is Harry, I have to talk to him!
-Where have you been Hermione. There are no needs to lie, we both know, Harry and I, what you did...
She was shocked.
-And what did I do?
-You visited Viktor Krum in Bulgaria while you parents when your parents where somewhere else.
She was taken aback.
-No! Well, yes, but it's... it's not what you think! And where is Harry and how did you find out???
-Harry called at your house. He then was more than a week without eating and you have no idea how depressed he was and how worried we where about him! And you didn't even send him a single owl!
Hermione slapped her forehead.
-Dammit! I forgot his birthday!!!
-Yes, indeed.
-Where is he??? I have to talk to him!
-He doesn't want to talk you right now. Try to understand! said Ron on a brotherly voice.
Hermione began crying. She muttered something sobbed and then said:
-Tell him that I am sorry... Please Ron! she said crying out loud. I am truly sorry!!!
She then ran away. Not knowing what to do Ron went towards the ice-cream store and bought something. Harry decloaked and bought a sunday.
-Like I told you a few years ago, pal, that girl is mental! If she went to Bulgaria, she knew what she was doing! So it can't be a mistake! pointed Ron as they were walking aimlessly.
-I know Ron... But please, let's talk about something else!, replied Harry.
They looked were they had turned and saw they were in Knockturn Alley.
-Let's take a look.
They walked fast in it, avoiding crowds and saw what they were looking for: a small bookstore. They walked in and saw why it was in Knockturn Alley; books were screaming of pain, making dangerous sounds or the pictures on it were looking at them with threatening eyes. They took a quick look and randomly grabbed one each in the encyclopedia section, paid and left. Soon, the Weasleys came and they ate at the Leaky Cauldron. Harry didn't know what to think about Hermione. After lunching, they decided to travel back, but Ginny insisted on staying one more hour, adding she saw a beautiful orb the wanted to buy. Everyone agreed, and split. Harry bought a butterbeer bottle and put on his cloak. He drank it as he shopped. Soon, he was looking a nice robes in the underground part of a newly opened garment store. He was alone. He felt like none of them would fit him, but he kept looking. He then heard footsteps climbing down the stairs. Soon, Hermione and Ginny were with him, Ginny holding an indeed beautiful apple sized clear blue orb.
-He is there, she said, pointing right at him before climbing up the stairs.
Hermione walked his way, with sad red eyes and still crying.
-Harry. I know you are angry against me, and you are right. I fooled around and made many mistakes. But please! Forgive me! I didn't knew you were so much in love with me... And I didn't knew what I felt for you... When you'll feel like talking, ask me anything to make you forgive me, and I'll it, anything! Please Harry, I need it!
Harry didn't say a word.
-Ask anything! ANYTHING! But please, ask something... I'm sorry.
Harry felt like screaming tat she was only a sIut or something like that, but he though that he shouldn't do something he might regret.
-Harry, I'll go now. And again, I'm sorry for what I did you. So, I'll go and hope you'll forgive me, some.. Someday!
She ran away crying. Harry felt but angry at her and guilty of making her suffer that way. He climbed the stairs. Ginny kept looking her orb and told him.
-I KNOW! I shouldn't have done what I did, but I fell like you could take it after having seen you listening to Ron and Hermione.
Harry took off his cloak. He felt strange towards Ginny too.
-Are you angry against me too?
-No, but next time don't do such thing and warn me before! Also, that orb allows you to see invisible thing, don't it?
Ginny smiled.
-Come on, we'll soon leave.
Harry returned to the Leaky Cauldron. His eyes met Hermione's ones through her sunglasses to hide her tears on the other side of the street. She then looked the street, ashamed. The Weasleys and Harry left and returned to the Burrow. Charlie was waiting for them.
-At last! Would you care for a Quidditch game before eating?
They played, Ron, Ginny and Harry vs the twins and Charlie and Harry caught the snitch in fifteen minutes, making his team win one hundred ninety to ten, Ron being a poor chaser. Having won made Harry felt much better and a few days latter he was leaving the Burrow towards King's Cross to take the train back to Hogwarts. The crossed the magical barrier and soon, the seven Weasleys and Harry were all gathered on platform 9¾.
-Well, ehm, began Harry. Thank you very much for housing me this summer, and I have to apologize for my behavior.
Mrs Weasley hugged him.
-Oh! Harry! There's no need for that! I know were are not your parents and if you would still have a mother, she would have helped you, but we couldn't do as much! You don't have to apologize for that!
-Ehm, okay, but still, thank you very much!
Soon, the four teenagers climbed on the train and the three adults waved hands. Ron and Harry traveled to the last compartment. Has harry got in, he saw a hooded figure reading a book in it. At first, his stomach froze, and he stopped, but then, he realized that he wasn't feeling any Dementors' effect, the hood and cloak of that passenger were grey although Dementors' cloak were black.
-Sorry, he said, I mistook you for a Dementor!
The hooded figure turned it's head towards Harry and said:
-No problems Mr Potter, I'm used to it.
-How do you know my name?
-Your scar...
Harry had almost forgotten it. They both sat down.
-Who are you? asked Ron.
-I'm a Traveler...
-What's your name?
-Sorry, Ronald Weasley, I don't tell it...
-How do you know MY name?
She closed her book.
-To many questions... Let's just say know many things about many people...
-How? asked Harry.
-Sorry, I don't tell it.
-You must be a new teacher, I presume.
-Indeed.
-Divination? guessed Ron.
She laughed.
-No, Defense Against the Dark Arts.
They looked her, but couldn't see her face.
-I have a question, said Harry.
-Then, perhaps I have an answer.
-What is the difference between a book of spell and a spell book?
She looked him.
-A book of spell is very much like a muggle book with spells and charms written in it. A spellbook is like a magical book of spell, but a little more than that.
-What more?
-Well, it is also a magical tool, like a broom or wand.
-You mean I can cast spells without a wand if I use a spellbook?
-Yes. Far more powerful spells, but they have to be written in it and they are way harder than simple wands spells; also most of them has precise rituals about how to cast the spell, so it is much harder. Spellbooks are getting quite rare since today's wizards no longer need powerful spells on a daily basis.
Harry realized how much of a wonderful gift Sirius gave him.
-How many spells can we cast with one?
-Only the ones written in it, but you can create new spells by combining old magical sciences and try if the ones you've just created works, unlike the wands where you are limited to already existing spells. That what makes them so powerful.
-How many spell can we cast with only a wand? asked Ron.
-About 5000, perhaps a little more, including the Forgotten Ones and the Unforgivable. But professor Flitwick could be more accurate about it.
The door opened and a girl with sunglasses, messy long brown hair, red eyes and a pale skin join them.
-Hermione? You look terrible! said Ron.
She removed her glasses and both Harry and the Traveler looked her.
-Indeed, you don't look good Miss Granger. Please, have a seat.
She obeyed.
-Look, Harry, I... I don't want loose you. I... I'd like to talk with you... But, please Harry, please! Listen to me!
The Traveler looked Ron and they both agreed to get out for a few minutes. As they stood up, Hermione came and sat beside Harry.
-Harry, I made a mistake with Krum and I regret it. And Ginny told me about your feelings. I... I am sorry...
Harry looked the floor. He felt sorry too about his behavior.
-Please, tell me something...
Harry looked her.
-Hermione. I loved you bad and I still love you. But you hurt me bad, as bad as I loved you! And you're with Krum now...
-No, we broke.
Harry felt strange.
-I've made a fool of myself, said Harry.
Hermione looked him.
-You have the right to do anything you want with everybody you want, he added.
She stood up and tried to hug him, but he quickly added.
-No! I need more time.. But I'll forgive you, give me some time, and I don't want to lose you either.
-So, we are still friend?
Harry stood up and took her in his arms.
-Yes...
Ron looked them through the window.
A few moment's later, they all sat back and bought some cakes from the trolley. Harry gave them all a bottle of butterbeer, since Arthur Weasley and duplicated more bottles than needed. After eating and drinking, they spoke about the Traveler herself.
-So, you can't tell us where you're from, who sent you, what's your real name and how you learned about everything about us, but then, ehm, what can you tell us? asked Ron.
They laughed and Hermione, who had washed her face, combed her hair and put on some make up to make her red eyes less visible, looked better that way, Harry thought.
-You're asking something that you take more time to answer than we've got before reaching Hogwarts.
-So, what are your magical skills and what have you studied and learned?
-I attended Hogwarts, but I had to leave it after my fifth year, studied Sylvian and Elvish Arythmancy and combat spells in Camelot's ruins, made lots and lots of research on ancient spells, learned some that had been forgotten since Renaissance, learned advanced potions in some Inca ruins in the Andes Range and finally mastered Necromancy and Dark Arts in the Necropolis of Cramae.
They all looked both impressed and shocked by such dangerous knowledge.
-You mean that you entered a City of the Dead and came back unarmed?
-I got a deal with a powerful Liche, and I can't tell it right now...
-Wicked!
Hermione definitely looked jealous.
-Where is Camelot?
-No one has been living there for about two centuries now. I was rather lucky myself to find the ruins and that the books of spell where still intact!
Harry remembered what Sirius told him.
-Professor, I'm thinking of dropping Divination and taking Arythmancy.
-An excellent idea! The real Masters of Divination have no need to study it and Sibyll Trelawney isn't either the best teacher I've ever seen. But you'll never hear me say that again!
They all laughed.
-But still, you'll need it, she said, taking something in her luggage and giving it to Harry.
It was a Rune Dictionary. Ron looked disappointed that of Harry dropping it since he'll now have to stand Professor Trelawney alone. However, Hermione seemed to be proud and pleased of it.
-I have some more advanced ones and won't need it. But give it back at the end of the year.
Harry smiled and nodded.
-So, why are you using the Hogwarts Express, asked Ron. I think you can answer it, he added smiling.
-New school policy to always have a teacher with students when outside school.
-Why are you wearing it, that oversized cloak and large hood, asked Ron.
-To make sure nobody sees who I am and what I am.
-You mean you are not human? said Harry quickly.
-Half human.
-Are you a vampire?
She laughed.
-No I'm not!
The door opened and Draco Malfoy entered.
-So! Potty, Weasel and Easy Mudblood are together again! And look at that tramp, he asked smirking.
-Mister Malfoy, I am your new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher and I think that you'd better leave before you make me give you a detention.
Draco went whiter, although nobody though it was possible.
-Eh! You can't! The school therm isn't started yet!
-I can't take point off Slytheryn, but I can give detention. So you'd better go.
He ran away with his two bullies. The three friends laughed out loud at his pitiful mistake and agreed that the Traveler was going to be one of their best teacher ever. But still, Hermione warned her.
-You know, his father is quite powerful...
-I know, he bought his way away from Azkaban. And still, he was a mere Deatheater.
-How do you know that?
The Traveler looked the floor.
-I'm not supposed to tell you that, but I also had to get my hands dirty. I interrogated some of Azkaban prisoner.
-By interrogated, you mean?
-I made them talk.
They understood. She obviously looked powerful.
-But still, we are approaching and I have to tell a few things to the driver. So see you latter.
She left and Harry was looking at the sunset oustide the train when Ron spoke.
-WOW! Have you listened to where and what she studied! said Ron enthusiastically.
-At least, we know she is on the right side! added Harry.
Hermione didn't understood, so Harry and Ron told her what they learned at Harry's birthday party.
-Well, I do have something to tell you too boys. I...
She was cut by the train making an emergency stop. Harry and Hermione were thrown violentlyon Ron's seat.
-What happened???
-Looks like we stopped!
A loud voice cried.
-All student stay in the train and close and lock the doors and windows! Prefects, arm yourselves!
Harry, Ron and Hermione took their wands.
-Harry! Ron! You are not prefects! said Hermione.
-I know, and neither do you! So stop the lecture!
-I...
She was cut by screams and people were panicking in the front compartments.
-WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT! screamed Ron looking outside.
They were surrounded by a vast crowd, perhaps several hundred, and they were walking slowly towards the train, they were now at two hundred feet.
-Who or what are they! asked Harry.
-Lumos, muttered Hermione, pointing her wand at them.
The light ray revealed some green beings, with hanging down clothes, slowly moving towards them.
-Zombies, said Hermione.
Suddenly, a fire blast came from the train top and hit some zombies, igniting them where they stood. Now, they were on fire and still closing in. A big explosion cam from far away in front of the train and the train began moving again. Several more blast came from above and put more zombies on fire.
-Why fire! It doesn't make them any arm!
-Ron they are dead! explained Hermione.
-Let's help the caster, said Harry, opening the window. Ready?
His two friends looked him.
-Harry, we do not know ANY combat spell working on living dead! said Ron.
-Let's just make some hex! To help him a little!
-Petrify, suggested Ron.
They agreed.
-PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! they said all together, pointing their wands towards the undead on the other side of the window.
The three light blue rays hit the crowd, making some zombies fall.
-PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! they kept casting.
Some more zombies fell as the train got faster. Zombies were now hitting the side of the train as the windows were to high and the train going to fast for them. But one hit the window and the putrefied hand broke the glass, but could not get a grab.
-Reparo! said Hermione.
The window repaired itself. A door in the walk way opened and their compartment door opened. The Traveler was standing there.
-Good thinking, she said. I shall tell the Headmaster about it.
-Professor, please, tell us they were not Zombies!
-Okay then, so they were not Zombies, Mr Weasley. But you know, I hate to have to lie.
-So, they're gone???
-Zombies yes..., she said pointing two shadows gliding in the night.
-What are they again!?!
-Bone Dragons... And they are after us... I'll be back...
She left again and they knew she went back on the roof. Several lightning were fired towards the approaching dragons that avoided them all. They dived and sped towards the train. The Traveler's lightnings hit one that fell and crashed with a very loud crashing sound. The second one kept closing in when a loud roar was heard.
A huge and live dragon, an Hongrarian Horntail like the one Harry had to face last year, came and zoomed towards the slower, smaller and dead bone dragon. When he got closer, he spat a fireball on the dead dragon, making it fly harder so it was set off track. Then, the Horntail charged it, breaking one of it's wing, making it spin wildly towards the grounds, and, it finally crashed. The train continued towards Hogsmead and full speed. When it reached it, student were too scared to talk so the first year quietly obeyed to what Hagrid told them and the others quickly took the carriage. Like usual, Harry, Ron and Hermione were together with Ginny since she was still shaking of fear they didn't say much. All student rushed upstairs to find the big door opened and Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall speaking quickly with the Traveler. Obviously she must have been telling them about the attack, and seeing that most of the students were still afraid, Dumbledore went to the stairway and told them, with a very loud voice, to go directly to their house table and that the castle is perfectly safe. They all ran to it, except Ron, Hermione and Harry who were walking and they saw that both Dumbledore and McGonagall were looking them with pride in their eyes. A little latter, when all students were sat, Dumbledore stood up.
-Students, I know that what you have been through and I know that none of you have been prepared to face it, so, I'd like to ensure you; Hogwarts is still a safe place and as long as I will be here, I'll see to it. As we speak, we have sent a messenger to tell the Ministry about the attack and I'm sure they will do whatever it takes to make sure that there are no more attacks. By the way, a special honorable awards is to be given to the mysterious Traveler for having been able to protect the train against the zombies and dead dragons and also to misters Ronald Weasley, Harry Potters and to the Prefect Granger for having courageously helped her, although their lack of knowledge in spells against the Living Dead. So Griffyndor will be awarded a sum of, let's see, four hundred and fifty points.
The hall almost collapsed with cheers from the Griffyndor table when Dumblerdore said it. Harry and Ron looked Hermione who did her best to look somewhere else.
-Also, the mysterious Traveler will be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. For some reasons, she doesn't want her name to be disclosed, but she remains a teacher, so however you address her, address her accordingly.
She stood up and was politely applauded. When she sat, Dumbledore continued.
-Now, we will have later this year some student from Beaux Bâtons visiting us. I expect they will be welcomed again like they were last year. So, let's do the Sorting!
Professor Sinistra brought a stool and an old an dirty looking hat. As she put it on the stool, it quickly said.
-No dears, you won't hear me sign this year, No, no, no... In memory of Cedric Digory, silent I will remain. Too many students I have sorted died while still young in school and Tom Marvolo Riddle has to be stopped...
Everybody looked the Sorting Hat.
-Rather touching, said Dumbledore. But I think the student got scared enough for tonight...
-Indeed Headmaster, but you know everyone, you all have an head, but I am still a master to see what you hide... So I am an head master.
Some people smiled, nobody laughed, but many where impressed by the sorting hat trying to be funny.
-Very well, very well, let's begin now! it added, ashamed.
-When I'll tell your name, you will come and sit on the stool while the hat decides in which house you will belong, explained Professor McGonagall. They will be your family, your triumph will award them points, any rule breaking will make them lose points. So; Arden, Miranda!
The sorting ceremony went very fast and soon everyone was sat.
-Bon appetit! said Dumbledore as the plates and dishes filled with food.
All student seemed to relax while eating and soon none of them where looking like having been attacked by an horde of living dead. Ron ate about everything on the table near him while Harry turned to Hermione.
-Why didn't you told us you're a prefect?
She went pink.
-I tried, but it was the time when you were angry against me. And in the train, I couldn't. But, Harry, are you still angry? she asked, almost begging.
-No... But let's talk about it latter...
She agreed. An owl landed near Dumbledore and he read the letter, then passing it to other teachers. Soon the feast was over and Dumbledore, stood up again.
-Now, students. Tomorrow most of the teachers and I will join the Aurors and Ministry's Magical Elite Force to eliminate the zombies you met, so there won't be any classes tomorrow and since we're Wednesday and that the teacher will be more likely exhausted, classes will begin Monday morning, so by this time, you're free to do anything you want and the ones over third year may visit Hogsmead. Have a good night.
Cheerful about it, the student left the great hall. Hermione showed the first year the way to the dormitory and told the right password (Wingardium Leviosa). When everyone was in bed, Harry and her met in the common room, they were alone.
-You know, Harry, I don't know what we should do...
-Hermione! I loved you bad, and I still love you, but you broke my heart and it is still painful. And I have a good idea about what happened with Victor...
-Harry!
Harry knew it was none of his business, but he still couldn't face it.
-I'm sorry, but.. Hermione! I don't know what I want to do about you...
-You're talking as if you were ashamed to be in love with me! Am I THAT ugly???
Harry looked her.
-Of course not! I mean, uhm...
He looked her from head to toes.
-You have a wonderful face, a divine look, very nice hair, perfect beasts and sexy hips, he said very quickly without realizing what he was saying.
Hermione looked shocked.
-You mean you are attracted only by my BODY? she shoot angrily
Harry looked the floor.
-Hermione, I loved everything of you. Your body, your wisdom, and even your bossy know-it-all temper. But now, with what happened, I don't know, he said looking her, but you still have a goddess body!
He had round eyes and Hermione seemed both angry, shy, embarrassed and pleased.
-Boys..., she added half crying, running to the prefect bedroom.
-I think I'm better start taking that potion, Harry told himself.
-Indeed, added a voice.
Harry turned and saw Ginny.
-Next time take it BEFORE talking to a girl, and avoid talking her about her privates. I'm a girl, I know about it!
Harry looked her.
-After all, Snuffle was right, you're a girl.
Ginny went pink.
-I already knew it. And I'm NOT going to show it to you! Or... Perhaps if you would ask it..., she said with joking eyes.
They laughed.
-I forgot to give you the letter I wanted translated, he said.
-Hand it to me and I'll do it.
Harry went to his dormitory, searched his trunk, took the letter and the green potion and returned downstairs. He gave the letter to Ginny and asked:
-How much to I need of it?
-A mouthful.
He drank it. It tasted both sweet, salted and smelled like rotten potatoes mixed with decaying seaweeds. The overall taste was just as bad.
-What's in it? he asked with a disgusted look.
-Trust me, you don't want to know! Okay, so that girl wrote that she and a girl named Gabrielle are alright, that she is still grateful that you rescued her, that she got a job in Hogsmead and that she will remains there until mid-September.
-Thanks.
-Uhm, Harry?
-Yeah?
-Could I have a goodnight kiss, please, she asked with pleading watery eyes.
He looked her.
-But you know it wouldn't be more than a kiss and that we can't be together that way...
-I know, but please, do it for me...
He grabbed her in his arms and kissed her on the forehead. She closed her eyes and smiled, as Harry tried to go back to his dormitory, she grabbed him and kissed him on the mouth and put her thong in. "Bloody hell, that's good!" he told himself. She then broke the kiss and left to her dormitory, crying. Harry went to bed and fell asleep quickly.
Return to Hogwarts
Harry felt hurt and depressed about what he just learned, so he spent a few days alone in his bed. When he finally came out, Mrs Weasley came and told him.
-Harry, Ron and Ginny told me everything. You needed to be left alone, but if you feel like talking, go on, but first, eat something; you look terrible.
He took a quick breakfast and a good shower and when he came out, Ron grabbed him by a shoulder.
-Come on pal, girls don't deserve that you'd die of boredom for one of'hem.
-Why did she did it to me? Harry managed to ask.
Ginny bumped Ron aside and took Harry.
-Come on, we have a few things to talk about...
They went to a clearing in the magical wood. It was shaded by the tree tops and a strange large circular stone was in the middle. As he got in, Harry felt peaceful.
-You know, Harry, Hermione never swore you anything about Krum and you were not together, so what happened between her and that Quidditch player wasn't made against you. Also, Harry, don't blame her! Harry, you are growing up, but so she does!
Harry looked Ginny. She was right.
-Nothing can stop you for being hurt by that, but she didn't wanted to hurt you. And come on! There are other girls... And I'm not talking about me... Take Cho! Or Parvarti!
-I feel nothing towards Pavarti and Cho's boyfriend died because of me! I can't do anything with her; I won't ever be able to look myself in the mirror again.
Ginny hugged him.
-When was your last girlfriend?
-Never had one... And I'm still virgin, said Harry with a low voice, before Ginny could ask.
-I wasn't going to ask it.
-Are you sure?
Harry was right, so Ginny looked the stone. Harry looked it too. Something was written on it in runes.
-I'll translate it as soon as I get better in Arythmancy.
-Do you know French?
-Yes why?
-A friend of mine wrote me something and I don't understand.
-I will translate it for you, but swear me that you will forgive Hermione for having hurt you. Not now, not tomorrow, but before it is too late.
-What do you mean by too late?
-Harry... I know you don't believe in Divination, but I do. No in tea leaves, not in Crystal Balls, but in Stars and Nature Signs.
-So what?
-Harry... That's how I've learned you love her. And she loves you too. And she has made mistakes...
Harry tried to speak but Ginny cut him.
-Harry! What she did with Krum was an accident. She didn't knew what she was doing and she just fooled around. You don't know what it is being stuck in a body and not control yourself and do things you'd never do!
-I know of it; I already faced the Impero Curse!
-Yes, but you kept your self control.
-I understand. Look, I'll try... But I'm not promising you anything...
-Okay, and Harry, you are growing up and you are a boy, so I know your sex drive may drive you crazy...
-WHAT???
Ginny cut him again.
-What you had been threw is enough to drive many crazy, but you managed to get through, but terrible things are to come and you also have to face your teenage. So here, take this.
She gave him a light green potion.
-If ever you have to, it will cut off your sex drive for several hours. No side effects.
Harry felt like it was to much and didn't knew what to do.
-Harry! I love you... But please trust me! And I didn't want to make you shy by talking about sex!
-I know, but there are some other ways that are less rude!
-I know... I've lost the touch...
He looked her deeply.
-How did you learn it all? Not so long ago you were so much of a child girl and now you seem to have become so..., so wise...
-I've seen terrible things, heard terrible things, it either drive you crazy or make you mature faster...
-Where did you see them and heard them?
-Look around yourself, Harry, what is this wood telling you?
Harry looked.
-Nothing...
-We are sitting on a former High Elf temple. It was destroyed in a terrible battle many centuries ago and most elves were killed, enslaved or mixed with other races. Now, only the House Elves remains of what where these noble beings. I want to bring back their wisdom.
Harry didn't feel like continuing that weird conversation and Ginny saw it.
-Come, lunch must be ready by now and we will work to finish your potion because we are going to Diagon Alley tomorrow.
He obeyed her. Somehow, he felt better about it.
The fallowing morning, Ron woke Harry up and the ate and planed to travel to Diagon Alley with Floo Powder, but Harry knew Ron was hiding him something, as were his parents.
-Did I do something wrong, asked Harry.
-No, not at all, replied Ron, hiding something behind his back.
-Look, I know you are hiding something, so you are all.
They looked each others...
-Okay... Hermione is going to Diagon Alley today.
-WHAT??? I don't want to meet her!
-Just go, I'll join latter, told Ginny to his fammily.
They obeyed, sensing Harry's pain. Soon, only Ginny and Harry were left.
-I know what you feel... But Harry, come! You don't have to talk to her, just come!
-How? She will see me!
Ginny handed him his Invisibility Cloak.
-What?
-I heard them talk about it, and I felt like it was too much too soon. So I planned on giving it to you as soon as we would get there.
Harry felt grateful.
-Thanks a lot Ginny!
-But remember what I said! And I know she forgot your birthday, but buy her a birthday present.
-Why would I???
-Trust me! I'm sure you'll find out what to give her.
Harry put on his Invisibility Cloak and the both traveled to Diagon Alley. Ginny explained Ron everything and they walked together, as Ginny left to buy her stuff.
-I don't like it Harry, explained Ron. And what did my sister wanted to tell you?
-Ron, trust me, you have a goddess as a sister, remember that!
Ron didn't added anything. They went to Fleury and Blott's and Harry removed his cloak. He took a look a the talking, screaming and moving books and Harry saw a booklet about Elves, The Forgotten Book of the Forgotten Kingdom. He bought it and his Standard Book of Spells, level 5. Searching for the special book for the Defense against the Dark Arts, the Bookstore keeper told him he would be more likely to find what he want in Knockturn Alley. They then to the antiques boutique Harry saw two weeks ago. There was a special 50% off on everything, so Harry decided to buy the Pensieve he saw.
-Harry, what will you do with that?
-Not sure yet...
They left the store and Harry saw Hermione a few hundred feets away.
-Quick!
Harry grabbed Ron and they both turned on the first intersection and Harry put on his Invisibility Cloak. Hermione arrived, looking like she ran to them.
-Ron? I though Harry was with you!
-I know but, Hermione, I have something to tell you.
They walked to a quiet place, Harry fallowing them against his will.
-What? Where's Harry.
-Hermione, what have you done this summer?
-I... eh... Stayed home! she lied.
-No, owls returned with their letters, you were not home and they had no ideas where you were.
-Ehm, I must have taken some vacations somewhere...
-Where?
-Come on, Ron! Where is Harry, I have to talk to him!
-Where have you been Hermione. There are no needs to lie, we both know, Harry and I, what you did...
She was shocked.
-And what did I do?
-You visited Viktor Krum in Bulgaria while you parents when your parents where somewhere else.
She was taken aback.
-No! Well, yes, but it's... it's not what you think! And where is Harry and how did you find out???
-Harry called at your house. He then was more than a week without eating and you have no idea how depressed he was and how worried we where about him! And you didn't even send him a single owl!
Hermione slapped her forehead.
-Dammit! I forgot his birthday!!!
-Yes, indeed.
-Where is he??? I have to talk to him!
-He doesn't want to talk you right now. Try to understand! said Ron on a brotherly voice.
Hermione began crying. She muttered something sobbed and then said:
-Tell him that I am sorry... Please Ron! she said crying out loud. I am truly sorry!!!
She then ran away. Not knowing what to do Ron went towards the ice-cream store and bought something. Harry decloaked and bought a sunday.
-Like I told you a few years ago, pal, that girl is mental! If she went to Bulgaria, she knew what she was doing! So it can't be a mistake! pointed Ron as they were walking aimlessly.
-I know Ron... But please, let's talk about something else!, replied Harry.
They looked were they had turned and saw they were in Knockturn Alley.
-Let's take a look.
They walked fast in it, avoiding crowds and saw what they were looking for: a small bookstore. They walked in and saw why it was in Knockturn Alley; books were screaming of pain, making dangerous sounds or the pictures on it were looking at them with threatening eyes. They took a quick look and randomly grabbed one each in the encyclopedia section, paid and left. Soon, the Weasleys came and they ate at the Leaky Cauldron. Harry didn't know what to think about Hermione. After lunching, they decided to travel back, but Ginny insisted on staying one more hour, adding she saw a beautiful orb the wanted to buy. Everyone agreed, and split. Harry bought a butterbeer bottle and put on his cloak. He drank it as he shopped. Soon, he was looking a nice robes in the underground part of a newly opened garment store. He was alone. He felt like none of them would fit him, but he kept looking. He then heard footsteps climbing down the stairs. Soon, Hermione and Ginny were with him, Ginny holding an indeed beautiful apple sized clear blue orb.
-He is there, she said, pointing right at him before climbing up the stairs.
Hermione walked his way, with sad red eyes and still crying.
-Harry. I know you are angry against me, and you are right. I fooled around and made many mistakes. But please! Forgive me! I didn't knew you were so much in love with me... And I didn't knew what I felt for you... When you'll feel like talking, ask me anything to make you forgive me, and I'll it, anything! Please Harry, I need it!
Harry didn't say a word.
-Ask anything! ANYTHING! But please, ask something... I'm sorry.
Harry felt like screaming tat she was only a sIut or something like that, but he though that he shouldn't do something he might regret.
-Harry, I'll go now. And again, I'm sorry for what I did you. So, I'll go and hope you'll forgive me, some.. Someday!
She ran away crying. Harry felt but angry at her and guilty of making her suffer that way. He climbed the stairs. Ginny kept looking her orb and told him.
-I KNOW! I shouldn't have done what I did, but I fell like you could take it after having seen you listening to Ron and Hermione.
Harry took off his cloak. He felt strange towards Ginny too.
-Are you angry against me too?
-No, but next time don't do such thing and warn me before! Also, that orb allows you to see invisible thing, don't it?
Ginny smiled.
-Come on, we'll soon leave.
Harry returned to the Leaky Cauldron. His eyes met Hermione's ones through her sunglasses to hide her tears on the other side of the street. She then looked the street, ashamed. The Weasleys and Harry left and returned to the Burrow. Charlie was waiting for them.
-At last! Would you care for a Quidditch game before eating?
They played, Ron, Ginny and Harry vs the twins and Charlie and Harry caught the snitch in fifteen minutes, making his team win one hundred ninety to ten, Ron being a poor chaser. Having won made Harry felt much better and a few days latter he was leaving the Burrow towards King's Cross to take the train back to Hogwarts. The crossed the magical barrier and soon, the seven Weasleys and Harry were all gathered on platform 9¾.
-Well, ehm, began Harry. Thank you very much for housing me this summer, and I have to apologize for my behavior.
Mrs Weasley hugged him.
-Oh! Harry! There's no need for that! I know were are not your parents and if you would still have a mother, she would have helped you, but we couldn't do as much! You don't have to apologize for that!
-Ehm, okay, but still, thank you very much!
Soon, the four teenagers climbed on the train and the three adults waved hands. Ron and Harry traveled to the last compartment. Has harry got in, he saw a hooded figure reading a book in it. At first, his stomach froze, and he stopped, but then, he realized that he wasn't feeling any Dementors' effect, the hood and cloak of that passenger were grey although Dementors' cloak were black.
-Sorry, he said, I mistook you for a Dementor!
The hooded figure turned it's head towards Harry and said:
-No problems Mr Potter, I'm used to it.
-How do you know my name?
-Your scar...
Harry had almost forgotten it. They both sat down.
-Who are you? asked Ron.
-I'm a Traveler...
-What's your name?
-Sorry, Ronald Weasley, I don't tell it...
-How do you know MY name?
She closed her book.
-To many questions... Let's just say know many things about many people...
-How? asked Harry.
-Sorry, I don't tell it.
-You must be a new teacher, I presume.
-Indeed.
-Divination? guessed Ron.
She laughed.
-No, Defense Against the Dark Arts.
They looked her, but couldn't see her face.
-I have a question, said Harry.
-Then, perhaps I have an answer.
-What is the difference between a book of spell and a spell book?
She looked him.
-A book of spell is very much like a muggle book with spells and charms written in it. A spellbook is like a magical book of spell, but a little more than that.
-What more?
-Well, it is also a magical tool, like a broom or wand.
-You mean I can cast spells without a wand if I use a spellbook?
-Yes. Far more powerful spells, but they have to be written in it and they are way harder than simple wands spells; also most of them has precise rituals about how to cast the spell, so it is much harder. Spellbooks are getting quite rare since today's wizards no longer need powerful spells on a daily basis.
Harry realized how much of a wonderful gift Sirius gave him.
-How many spells can we cast with one?
-Only the ones written in it, but you can create new spells by combining old magical sciences and try if the ones you've just created works, unlike the wands where you are limited to already existing spells. That what makes them so powerful.
-How many spell can we cast with only a wand? asked Ron.
-About 5000, perhaps a little more, including the Forgotten Ones and the Unforgivable. But professor Flitwick could be more accurate about it.
The door opened and a girl with sunglasses, messy long brown hair, red eyes and a pale skin join them.
-Hermione? You look terrible! said Ron.
She removed her glasses and both Harry and the Traveler looked her.
-Indeed, you don't look good Miss Granger. Please, have a seat.
She obeyed.
-Look, Harry, I... I don't want loose you. I... I'd like to talk with you... But, please Harry, please! Listen to me!
The Traveler looked Ron and they both agreed to get out for a few minutes. As they stood up, Hermione came and sat beside Harry.
-Harry, I made a mistake with Krum and I regret it. And Ginny told me about your feelings. I... I am sorry...
Harry looked the floor. He felt sorry too about his behavior.
-Please, tell me something...
Harry looked her.
-Hermione. I loved you bad and I still love you. But you hurt me bad, as bad as I loved you! And you're with Krum now...
-No, we broke.
Harry felt strange.
-I've made a fool of myself, said Harry.
Hermione looked him.
-You have the right to do anything you want with everybody you want, he added.
She stood up and tried to hug him, but he quickly added.
-No! I need more time.. But I'll forgive you, give me some time, and I don't want to lose you either.
-So, we are still friend?
Harry stood up and took her in his arms.
-Yes...
Ron looked them through the window.
A few moment's later, they all sat back and bought some cakes from the trolley. Harry gave them all a bottle of butterbeer, since Arthur Weasley and duplicated more bottles than needed. After eating and drinking, they spoke about the Traveler herself.
-So, you can't tell us where you're from, who sent you, what's your real name and how you learned about everything about us, but then, ehm, what can you tell us? asked Ron.
They laughed and Hermione, who had washed her face, combed her hair and put on some make up to make her red eyes less visible, looked better that way, Harry thought.
-You're asking something that you take more time to answer than we've got before reaching Hogwarts.
-So, what are your magical skills and what have you studied and learned?
-I attended Hogwarts, but I had to leave it after my fifth year, studied Sylvian and Elvish Arythmancy and combat spells in Camelot's ruins, made lots and lots of research on ancient spells, learned some that had been forgotten since Renaissance, learned advanced potions in some Inca ruins in the Andes Range and finally mastered Necromancy and Dark Arts in the Necropolis of Cramae.
They all looked both impressed and shocked by such dangerous knowledge.
-You mean that you entered a City of the Dead and came back unarmed?
-I got a deal with a powerful Liche, and I can't tell it right now...
-Wicked!
Hermione definitely looked jealous.
-Where is Camelot?
-No one has been living there for about two centuries now. I was rather lucky myself to find the ruins and that the books of spell where still intact!
Harry remembered what Sirius told him.
-Professor, I'm thinking of dropping Divination and taking Arythmancy.
-An excellent idea! The real Masters of Divination have no need to study it and Sibyll Trelawney isn't either the best teacher I've ever seen. But you'll never hear me say that again!
They all laughed.
-But still, you'll need it, she said, taking something in her luggage and giving it to Harry.
It was a Rune Dictionary. Ron looked disappointed that of Harry dropping it since he'll now have to stand Professor Trelawney alone. However, Hermione seemed to be proud and pleased of it.
-I have some more advanced ones and won't need it. But give it back at the end of the year.
Harry smiled and nodded.
-So, why are you using the Hogwarts Express, asked Ron. I think you can answer it, he added smiling.
-New school policy to always have a teacher with students when outside school.
-Why are you wearing it, that oversized cloak and large hood, asked Ron.
-To make sure nobody sees who I am and what I am.
-You mean you are not human? said Harry quickly.
-Half human.
-Are you a vampire?
She laughed.
-No I'm not!
The door opened and Draco Malfoy entered.
-So! Potty, Weasel and Easy Mudblood are together again! And look at that tramp, he asked smirking.
-Mister Malfoy, I am your new Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher and I think that you'd better leave before you make me give you a detention.
Draco went whiter, although nobody though it was possible.
-Eh! You can't! The school therm isn't started yet!
-I can't take point off Slytheryn, but I can give detention. So you'd better go.
He ran away with his two bullies. The three friends laughed out loud at his pitiful mistake and agreed that the Traveler was going to be one of their best teacher ever. But still, Hermione warned her.
-You know, his father is quite powerful...
-I know, he bought his way away from Azkaban. And still, he was a mere Deatheater.
-How do you know that?
The Traveler looked the floor.
-I'm not supposed to tell you that, but I also had to get my hands dirty. I interrogated some of Azkaban prisoner.
-By interrogated, you mean?
-I made them talk.
They understood. She obviously looked powerful.
-But still, we are approaching and I have to tell a few things to the driver. So see you latter.
She left and Harry was looking at the sunset oustide the train when Ron spoke.
-WOW! Have you listened to where and what she studied! said Ron enthusiastically.
-At least, we know she is on the right side! added Harry.
Hermione didn't understood, so Harry and Ron told her what they learned at Harry's birthday party.
-Well, I do have something to tell you too boys. I...
She was cut by the train making an emergency stop. Harry and Hermione were thrown violentlyon Ron's seat.
-What happened???
-Looks like we stopped!
A loud voice cried.
-All student stay in the train and close and lock the doors and windows! Prefects, arm yourselves!
Harry, Ron and Hermione took their wands.
-Harry! Ron! You are not prefects! said Hermione.
-I know, and neither do you! So stop the lecture!
-I...
She was cut by screams and people were panicking in the front compartments.
-WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS THAT! screamed Ron looking outside.
They were surrounded by a vast crowd, perhaps several hundred, and they were walking slowly towards the train, they were now at two hundred feet.
-Who or what are they! asked Harry.
-Lumos, muttered Hermione, pointing her wand at them.
The light ray revealed some green beings, with hanging down clothes, slowly moving towards them.
-Zombies, said Hermione.
Suddenly, a fire blast came from the train top and hit some zombies, igniting them where they stood. Now, they were on fire and still closing in. A big explosion cam from far away in front of the train and the train began moving again. Several more blast came from above and put more zombies on fire.
-Why fire! It doesn't make them any arm!
-Ron they are dead! explained Hermione.
-Let's help the caster, said Harry, opening the window. Ready?
His two friends looked him.
-Harry, we do not know ANY combat spell working on living dead! said Ron.
-Let's just make some hex! To help him a little!
-Petrify, suggested Ron.
They agreed.
-PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! they said all together, pointing their wands towards the undead on the other side of the window.
The three light blue rays hit the crowd, making some zombies fall.
-PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! PETRIFICUS TOTALUS! they kept casting.
Some more zombies fell as the train got faster. Zombies were now hitting the side of the train as the windows were to high and the train going to fast for them. But one hit the window and the putrefied hand broke the glass, but could not get a grab.
-Reparo! said Hermione.
The window repaired itself. A door in the walk way opened and their compartment door opened. The Traveler was standing there.
-Good thinking, she said. I shall tell the Headmaster about it.
-Professor, please, tell us they were not Zombies!
-Okay then, so they were not Zombies, Mr Weasley. But you know, I hate to have to lie.
-So, they're gone???
-Zombies yes..., she said pointing two shadows gliding in the night.
-What are they again!?!
-Bone Dragons... And they are after us... I'll be back...
She left again and they knew she went back on the roof. Several lightning were fired towards the approaching dragons that avoided them all. They dived and sped towards the train. The Traveler's lightnings hit one that fell and crashed with a very loud crashing sound. The second one kept closing in when a loud roar was heard.
A huge and live dragon, an Hongrarian Horntail like the one Harry had to face last year, came and zoomed towards the slower, smaller and dead bone dragon. When he got closer, he spat a fireball on the dead dragon, making it fly harder so it was set off track. Then, the Horntail charged it, breaking one of it's wing, making it spin wildly towards the grounds, and, it finally crashed. The train continued towards Hogsmead and full speed. When it reached it, student were too scared to talk so the first year quietly obeyed to what Hagrid told them and the others quickly took the carriage. Like usual, Harry, Ron and Hermione were together with Ginny since she was still shaking of fear they didn't say much. All student rushed upstairs to find the big door opened and Professors Dumbledore and McGonagall speaking quickly with the Traveler. Obviously she must have been telling them about the attack, and seeing that most of the students were still afraid, Dumbledore went to the stairway and told them, with a very loud voice, to go directly to their house table and that the castle is perfectly safe. They all ran to it, except Ron, Hermione and Harry who were walking and they saw that both Dumbledore and McGonagall were looking them with pride in their eyes. A little latter, when all students were sat, Dumbledore stood up.
-Students, I know that what you have been through and I know that none of you have been prepared to face it, so, I'd like to ensure you; Hogwarts is still a safe place and as long as I will be here, I'll see to it. As we speak, we have sent a messenger to tell the Ministry about the attack and I'm sure they will do whatever it takes to make sure that there are no more attacks. By the way, a special honorable awards is to be given to the mysterious Traveler for having been able to protect the train against the zombies and dead dragons and also to misters Ronald Weasley, Harry Potters and to the Prefect Granger for having courageously helped her, although their lack of knowledge in spells against the Living Dead. So Griffyndor will be awarded a sum of, let's see, four hundred and fifty points.
The hall almost collapsed with cheers from the Griffyndor table when Dumblerdore said it. Harry and Ron looked Hermione who did her best to look somewhere else.
-Also, the mysterious Traveler will be the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. For some reasons, she doesn't want her name to be disclosed, but she remains a teacher, so however you address her, address her accordingly.
She stood up and was politely applauded. When she sat, Dumbledore continued.
-Now, we will have later this year some student from Beaux Bâtons visiting us. I expect they will be welcomed again like they were last year. So, let's do the Sorting!
Professor Sinistra brought a stool and an old an dirty looking hat. As she put it on the stool, it quickly said.
-No dears, you won't hear me sign this year, No, no, no... In memory of Cedric Digory, silent I will remain. Too many students I have sorted died while still young in school and Tom Marvolo Riddle has to be stopped...
Everybody looked the Sorting Hat.
-Rather touching, said Dumbledore. But I think the student got scared enough for tonight...
-Indeed Headmaster, but you know everyone, you all have an head, but I am still a master to see what you hide... So I am an head master.
Some people smiled, nobody laughed, but many where impressed by the sorting hat trying to be funny.
-Very well, very well, let's begin now! it added, ashamed.
-When I'll tell your name, you will come and sit on the stool while the hat decides in which house you will belong, explained Professor McGonagall. They will be your family, your triumph will award them points, any rule breaking will make them lose points. So; Arden, Miranda!
The sorting ceremony went very fast and soon everyone was sat.
-Bon appetit! said Dumbledore as the plates and dishes filled with food.
All student seemed to relax while eating and soon none of them where looking like having been attacked by an horde of living dead. Ron ate about everything on the table near him while Harry turned to Hermione.
-Why didn't you told us you're a prefect?
She went pink.
-I tried, but it was the time when you were angry against me. And in the train, I couldn't. But, Harry, are you still angry? she asked, almost begging.
-No... But let's talk about it latter...
She agreed. An owl landed near Dumbledore and he read the letter, then passing it to other teachers. Soon the feast was over and Dumbledore, stood up again.
-Now, students. Tomorrow most of the teachers and I will join the Aurors and Ministry's Magical Elite Force to eliminate the zombies you met, so there won't be any classes tomorrow and since we're Wednesday and that the teacher will be more likely exhausted, classes will begin Monday morning, so by this time, you're free to do anything you want and the ones over third year may visit Hogsmead. Have a good night.
Cheerful about it, the student left the great hall. Hermione showed the first year the way to the dormitory and told the right password (Wingardium Leviosa). When everyone was in bed, Harry and her met in the common room, they were alone.
-You know, Harry, I don't know what we should do...
-Hermione! I loved you bad, and I still love you, but you broke my heart and it is still painful. And I have a good idea about what happened with Victor...
-Harry!
Harry knew it was none of his business, but he still couldn't face it.
-I'm sorry, but.. Hermione! I don't know what I want to do about you...
-You're talking as if you were ashamed to be in love with me! Am I THAT ugly???
Harry looked her.
-Of course not! I mean, uhm...
He looked her from head to toes.
-You have a wonderful face, a divine look, very nice hair, perfect beasts and sexy hips, he said very quickly without realizing what he was saying.
Hermione looked shocked.
-You mean you are attracted only by my BODY? she shoot angrily
Harry looked the floor.
-Hermione, I loved everything of you. Your body, your wisdom, and even your bossy know-it-all temper. But now, with what happened, I don't know, he said looking her, but you still have a goddess body!
He had round eyes and Hermione seemed both angry, shy, embarrassed and pleased.
-Boys..., she added half crying, running to the prefect bedroom.
-I think I'm better start taking that potion, Harry told himself.
-Indeed, added a voice.
Harry turned and saw Ginny.
-Next time take it BEFORE talking to a girl, and avoid talking her about her privates. I'm a girl, I know about it!
Harry looked her.
-After all, Snuffle was right, you're a girl.
Ginny went pink.
-I already knew it. And I'm NOT going to show it to you! Or... Perhaps if you would ask it..., she said with joking eyes.
They laughed.
-I forgot to give you the letter I wanted translated, he said.
-Hand it to me and I'll do it.
Harry went to his dormitory, searched his trunk, took the letter and the green potion and returned downstairs. He gave the letter to Ginny and asked:
-How much to I need of it?
-A mouthful.
He drank it. It tasted both sweet, salted and smelled like rotten potatoes mixed with decaying seaweeds. The overall taste was just as bad.
-What's in it? he asked with a disgusted look.
-Trust me, you don't want to know! Okay, so that girl wrote that she and a girl named Gabrielle are alright, that she is still grateful that you rescued her, that she got a job in Hogsmead and that she will remains there until mid-September.
-Thanks.
-Uhm, Harry?
-Yeah?
-Could I have a goodnight kiss, please, she asked with pleading watery eyes.
He looked her.
-But you know it wouldn't be more than a kiss and that we can't be together that way...
-I know, but please, do it for me...
He grabbed her in his arms and kissed her on the forehead. She closed her eyes and smiled, as Harry tried to go back to his dormitory, she grabbed him and kissed him on the mouth and put her thong in. "Bloody hell, that's good!" he told himself. She then broke the kiss and left to her dormitory, crying. Harry went to bed and fell asleep quickly.
