Hi everybody! I'm back after a long needed break! 'She's just been lazy!" yells a voice from behind me. Anyways! I was running out of idea so I needed some time to come up with them. But as you may realize in this chapter, I've sort of changed Leo's last name, so he's now a character that appeared in the 5th book.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of JKR's original characters or any of the places. But I do own the idea of this story and my original characters.
Chapter 2
The train was unusually stuffy during this time of year. When you inhale, you could feel the warm air going through your nostril and into your lungs. Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked around, or pushing around would be the better word, the packed corridor trying to find a compartment to stay in for the rest of the journey.
"Sorry Harry," said Ron apologetically as he squeezed through a bunch of Hufflepuffs who were trying to find a compartment as well, "but we have to get to the prefect lounge. You know, we'd rather stay with you of course," he added
"Yeah, I know," he said with a forced smile as he opened another compartment door to check to see if it's empty. "Nope, not this one either."
"We're never going to find one at this rate," said Ginny as she almost tripped over Crookshanks, but stopped her self just in time
"I can see what you mean," said Hermione as she opened another door to find herself facing Cho Chang, who was making out with Michael Corner. She shut the door quickly, so Harry wouldn't see, but she was too slow, and Ron seemed to realize that.
"Come on, mate, she's not for you," he said as he saw the sulking look on Harry's face, "You can do better than her. Hopefully someone a tad bit more cheerful."
"Well, Ron," said Hermione knowingly, "do you think it's easy for Harry to get over a girl he liked since his first year? He needed some time."
"How come she knew you liked Cho and I didn't," asked Ron
"Because you never notice anything," said Hermione, "Well, I don't think there's any compartment left. I guess the two of you would have to come with us to the prefect lounge then."
"You sure they are allowed?" he asked as he bumped in to some first years and murmured an apology, "I mean isn't there some kind of rule or something?"
"There's not much of a choice, is there?" she said as she opened another compartment door, "It's all full in here."
"Not this one," said Ginny as she opened the door across from the one Hermione just opened, "but I don't think you'd want to sit in here." She said as she closed the door immediately, "Crabbe and Goyle are in here along with some other Slytherins."
"Great, then it's set," said Hermione as she dragged her trunks toward the head of the train, "you guys are coming with us."
The prefect lounge was unusually nice compared to the rest of the train. It was beautifully decorated with pictures of its builders and matching pillows on the seats that looked comfortable. The lounge was huge; I guess anybody would realize that since they needed to fit in 26 people in there, without counting Harry and Ginny of course. All the prefects and the head boy/ head girl were chatting when they entered the room, but immediately turned quite when they saw Harry.
"Just ignore them," Hermione muttered threateningly before she settled herself down on an empty seat.
"What are you doing here, Potter?" said a clear voice from behind the back of a seat. He stood up and walked toward the door where the newcomers were standing, followed closely by a girl around the same age as he was, "You are not a prefect." He spat as he took out his wand.
"Get off his case Malfoy!" yelled Ron as he took out his wand at the exact same time as Malfoy. Feeling the tension between those two, the older prefects stood up to separate them. One certain blonde fifth year stood up as well and he struck Harry's attention. (It's a guy, so there won't be anything between Harry and that person! And it's not YAOI/ Slash fic!)
"Drop it Ron," Harry whispered into Ron's right ear, "we don't want you to get into any trouble before you even get into the school.
"I don't care!" said Ron sharply under his breath; "I've wanted to curse him since the very first day."
"Seriously Draco, stop it before you get into any trouble," said the 5th year blonde as he stood in between the glaring 6 years.
"Since when were you chicken Leo," said Malfoy sharply as he lowered his wand and turned his head to look at the younger boy
"I'm not," he said in a calm voice as if what he had just heard did not affect him at all, "I just thought you might want to consider the consequences first. I mean Aunt Narcissa did say that if you get into any more trouble, she'd make sure you'd get a howler."
Malfoy scowled as he pocketed his wand, "You are off easy this time, Potter! And you too Weasley, but don't you think this is over!"
"I don't want this to be over," said Ron, "at least until I get the chance to jinx or better, curse you."
"You wish," mocked Malfoy as he walked toward his original seat, but he turned around in his mid-sentence, "You'll never be able to do anything to me." He said as he settled down in his seat. Pansy followed as she dropped her head down on his shoulder.
"We'll see about that," he said as he sat down next to Hermione.
Harry stood there without moving an inch while looking down at Leo with a puzzled look, "Did I just hear you call Malfoy's mum, Aunt Narcissa?" he asked in confusion
Leo shrugged as he sat down on the seat across from Hermione, "Yeah, I'm blood related to the Malfoys."
"What!" yelled Ron as he jumped up. The room turned quite once again as they turned their attention onto Ron. His face turned crimson red as he sat back down on to the spot next to Hermione. Harry and Ginny followed his lead as they sat down next to Leo.
"How close are you to the Malfoys?" asked Harry quietly
"Well," he said with an uncomfortable pause as he shrugged, "my mum's his father's sister."
Their jaws dropped. "Are you serious!" whispered Harry sharply, "No wonder Evelyn didn't like your mum. No offence to her or anything," he added
"None taken," he looked out the window at the passing sceneries, "To tell you the truth, I'm not really fond of my mother. Her and her pure-blood obsession."
"You sound just like Sirius," whispered Harry, "his mum was the same way."
"A lot of pure-bloods are like this," said Leo as he looked at the prefects around him, "at least the ones my family knew. Maybe that's why my mum and uncle don't like Aunt Evelyn. Because she doesn't care about the difference between pure-blood wizards and muggle born wizards."
"You seem to know your aunt very well, considering the fact that your family doesn't like her," she said as she lowered her transfiguration book.
"She was always more like a mother to me rather than an aunt." He said as he looked out the window once more, " She knew what it felt like to have to live with a family that thought they were better than everybody else, but the truth was, they were the same if not worse."
"Course they think they are better than everyone else," said the grouchy Ron, who was still mad about the fact that he didn't get to curse Malfoy, "they are the Malfoys!"
"That's not always the case," said Leo, "I'm a Malfoy cause of my mother, but I don't think like them. Despite of what Draco says most of the time, he's still a pretty nice person."
Ron and Harry looked at him in shock. "Malfoy… Nice? Are you mad?" Ron finally managed to get the words out
"No actually, I'm not," said Leo as a smile formed on his lips, "Draco was always one of my best friends, despite our different ideas of priorities." He said the last few words with a mischievous grin on his face, "Anyways, he's like an angel compared to my brother, Harvey."
"He must be VERY bad if you would consider Malfoy an ANGEL," said Ron with an over exaggerated face or maybe not.
"Yeah, he is," said Leo as his face turned grim, "he hated muggle-borns. I wouldn't be surprised if he got sent to Azkaban for being over joy with the news of you-know-who returning."
"Is he a death eater?" asked Harry as he looked at Malfoy trying to imagine him with wings and a halo hanging over his head, while trying to imaging somebody else 200 times worse than him, which was hard to imagine.
"I don't know," he paused, "but I wouldn't be surprised if he was, I mean most Malfoys were death eaters."
"I think you are the only good Malfoy alive," said Ron with an exaggerated face, "You seem like a nice person. Which is pretty surprising considering the fact that you've been brought up by the worse people imaginable."
Leo smiled, "I agree with you on the last part, but like I've said before, my aunt was always like a mother to me. She's probably the best mother anybody could ever have. I grew up with Krystal who was under her care, so maybe that's why I think differently than the others. Even so, Krystal and I always liked Draco."
"How could you like Malfoy?" asked Harry, "he pick on people just because they are not pure-blooded like him."
Leo just shrugged, "maybe because he was always nice to me. I mean, I am his cousin, and we had a lot in common. We use to play Quidditch together when we were kids. Both him and Kris were pretty good."
"She knows how to play Quidditch?" asked Harry as he turned his attention away from the window
"Yeah, she's an awesome keeper. She's playing for Ravenclaw this year, since our old one graduated. Kris tried out at the end of last term and she got on. It's not surprising since her mum was the keeper on the house team as well."
"What about you?" asked Harry, "Since both Malfoy and her were both good at Quidditch, then you can't be far off."
"Now I know where I've seen you before," said Ron finally with a look on his face that's as if he just discovered a cure for cancer, "You are the Chaser for Ravenclaw! I've seen you in the air before. You're really good!"
"Yeah, you are," said Ginny who had been quite for a very long time, "I've seen you play before too. You just got on the team last year, didn't you?"
"Uh ha," he said with a bright smile, "I've been waiting for years to get on the team. I've always wanted to be a Chaser."
"Yeah, me too," said Ginny with a shy smile
"But arn't you the Gryffindor Seeker after...you know Umbridge?" asked Leo curiously while looking at Ginny with a puzzled expression.
"Yeah, but this year, Harry's going to be back, and since Angelina left the team. I can be a Chaser this year."
"I see," said Leon knowingly, "Chaser's one of the best positions in Quidditch. You get too move around a lot. Unlike Seeker, you don't have to have great reflexes to become one."
"That's why I like the position," she said as she smiled
"Being the chaser's good, but being the Keeper is harder," said Ron, "You need great speed and reflex to catch the quaffle before it goes in the hoop."
"So I've heard," he said as he smiled
After the 6 long hours on the Hogwarts Express, they've finally arrived at the Hogsmeade station. Where old friends greeted each other and new friends were made. Harry and his friends smiled as they saw the familiar figure of Hagrid calling out to the first years. This is going to be another long year, Harry thought to himself as he got on to the carriage with his close friends.
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of JKR's original characters or any of the places. But I do own the idea of this story and my original characters.
Chapter 2
The train was unusually stuffy during this time of year. When you inhale, you could feel the warm air going through your nostril and into your lungs. Ginny, Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked around, or pushing around would be the better word, the packed corridor trying to find a compartment to stay in for the rest of the journey.
"Sorry Harry," said Ron apologetically as he squeezed through a bunch of Hufflepuffs who were trying to find a compartment as well, "but we have to get to the prefect lounge. You know, we'd rather stay with you of course," he added
"Yeah, I know," he said with a forced smile as he opened another compartment door to check to see if it's empty. "Nope, not this one either."
"We're never going to find one at this rate," said Ginny as she almost tripped over Crookshanks, but stopped her self just in time
"I can see what you mean," said Hermione as she opened another door to find herself facing Cho Chang, who was making out with Michael Corner. She shut the door quickly, so Harry wouldn't see, but she was too slow, and Ron seemed to realize that.
"Come on, mate, she's not for you," he said as he saw the sulking look on Harry's face, "You can do better than her. Hopefully someone a tad bit more cheerful."
"Well, Ron," said Hermione knowingly, "do you think it's easy for Harry to get over a girl he liked since his first year? He needed some time."
"How come she knew you liked Cho and I didn't," asked Ron
"Because you never notice anything," said Hermione, "Well, I don't think there's any compartment left. I guess the two of you would have to come with us to the prefect lounge then."
"You sure they are allowed?" he asked as he bumped in to some first years and murmured an apology, "I mean isn't there some kind of rule or something?"
"There's not much of a choice, is there?" she said as she opened another compartment door, "It's all full in here."
"Not this one," said Ginny as she opened the door across from the one Hermione just opened, "but I don't think you'd want to sit in here." She said as she closed the door immediately, "Crabbe and Goyle are in here along with some other Slytherins."
"Great, then it's set," said Hermione as she dragged her trunks toward the head of the train, "you guys are coming with us."
The prefect lounge was unusually nice compared to the rest of the train. It was beautifully decorated with pictures of its builders and matching pillows on the seats that looked comfortable. The lounge was huge; I guess anybody would realize that since they needed to fit in 26 people in there, without counting Harry and Ginny of course. All the prefects and the head boy/ head girl were chatting when they entered the room, but immediately turned quite when they saw Harry.
"Just ignore them," Hermione muttered threateningly before she settled herself down on an empty seat.
"What are you doing here, Potter?" said a clear voice from behind the back of a seat. He stood up and walked toward the door where the newcomers were standing, followed closely by a girl around the same age as he was, "You are not a prefect." He spat as he took out his wand.
"Get off his case Malfoy!" yelled Ron as he took out his wand at the exact same time as Malfoy. Feeling the tension between those two, the older prefects stood up to separate them. One certain blonde fifth year stood up as well and he struck Harry's attention. (It's a guy, so there won't be anything between Harry and that person! And it's not YAOI/ Slash fic!)
"Drop it Ron," Harry whispered into Ron's right ear, "we don't want you to get into any trouble before you even get into the school.
"I don't care!" said Ron sharply under his breath; "I've wanted to curse him since the very first day."
"Seriously Draco, stop it before you get into any trouble," said the 5th year blonde as he stood in between the glaring 6 years.
"Since when were you chicken Leo," said Malfoy sharply as he lowered his wand and turned his head to look at the younger boy
"I'm not," he said in a calm voice as if what he had just heard did not affect him at all, "I just thought you might want to consider the consequences first. I mean Aunt Narcissa did say that if you get into any more trouble, she'd make sure you'd get a howler."
Malfoy scowled as he pocketed his wand, "You are off easy this time, Potter! And you too Weasley, but don't you think this is over!"
"I don't want this to be over," said Ron, "at least until I get the chance to jinx or better, curse you."
"You wish," mocked Malfoy as he walked toward his original seat, but he turned around in his mid-sentence, "You'll never be able to do anything to me." He said as he settled down in his seat. Pansy followed as she dropped her head down on his shoulder.
"We'll see about that," he said as he sat down next to Hermione.
Harry stood there without moving an inch while looking down at Leo with a puzzled look, "Did I just hear you call Malfoy's mum, Aunt Narcissa?" he asked in confusion
Leo shrugged as he sat down on the seat across from Hermione, "Yeah, I'm blood related to the Malfoys."
"What!" yelled Ron as he jumped up. The room turned quite once again as they turned their attention onto Ron. His face turned crimson red as he sat back down on to the spot next to Hermione. Harry and Ginny followed his lead as they sat down next to Leo.
"How close are you to the Malfoys?" asked Harry quietly
"Well," he said with an uncomfortable pause as he shrugged, "my mum's his father's sister."
Their jaws dropped. "Are you serious!" whispered Harry sharply, "No wonder Evelyn didn't like your mum. No offence to her or anything," he added
"None taken," he looked out the window at the passing sceneries, "To tell you the truth, I'm not really fond of my mother. Her and her pure-blood obsession."
"You sound just like Sirius," whispered Harry, "his mum was the same way."
"A lot of pure-bloods are like this," said Leo as he looked at the prefects around him, "at least the ones my family knew. Maybe that's why my mum and uncle don't like Aunt Evelyn. Because she doesn't care about the difference between pure-blood wizards and muggle born wizards."
"You seem to know your aunt very well, considering the fact that your family doesn't like her," she said as she lowered her transfiguration book.
"She was always more like a mother to me rather than an aunt." He said as he looked out the window once more, " She knew what it felt like to have to live with a family that thought they were better than everybody else, but the truth was, they were the same if not worse."
"Course they think they are better than everyone else," said the grouchy Ron, who was still mad about the fact that he didn't get to curse Malfoy, "they are the Malfoys!"
"That's not always the case," said Leo, "I'm a Malfoy cause of my mother, but I don't think like them. Despite of what Draco says most of the time, he's still a pretty nice person."
Ron and Harry looked at him in shock. "Malfoy… Nice? Are you mad?" Ron finally managed to get the words out
"No actually, I'm not," said Leo as a smile formed on his lips, "Draco was always one of my best friends, despite our different ideas of priorities." He said the last few words with a mischievous grin on his face, "Anyways, he's like an angel compared to my brother, Harvey."
"He must be VERY bad if you would consider Malfoy an ANGEL," said Ron with an over exaggerated face or maybe not.
"Yeah, he is," said Leo as his face turned grim, "he hated muggle-borns. I wouldn't be surprised if he got sent to Azkaban for being over joy with the news of you-know-who returning."
"Is he a death eater?" asked Harry as he looked at Malfoy trying to imagine him with wings and a halo hanging over his head, while trying to imaging somebody else 200 times worse than him, which was hard to imagine.
"I don't know," he paused, "but I wouldn't be surprised if he was, I mean most Malfoys were death eaters."
"I think you are the only good Malfoy alive," said Ron with an exaggerated face, "You seem like a nice person. Which is pretty surprising considering the fact that you've been brought up by the worse people imaginable."
Leo smiled, "I agree with you on the last part, but like I've said before, my aunt was always like a mother to me. She's probably the best mother anybody could ever have. I grew up with Krystal who was under her care, so maybe that's why I think differently than the others. Even so, Krystal and I always liked Draco."
"How could you like Malfoy?" asked Harry, "he pick on people just because they are not pure-blooded like him."
Leo just shrugged, "maybe because he was always nice to me. I mean, I am his cousin, and we had a lot in common. We use to play Quidditch together when we were kids. Both him and Kris were pretty good."
"She knows how to play Quidditch?" asked Harry as he turned his attention away from the window
"Yeah, she's an awesome keeper. She's playing for Ravenclaw this year, since our old one graduated. Kris tried out at the end of last term and she got on. It's not surprising since her mum was the keeper on the house team as well."
"What about you?" asked Harry, "Since both Malfoy and her were both good at Quidditch, then you can't be far off."
"Now I know where I've seen you before," said Ron finally with a look on his face that's as if he just discovered a cure for cancer, "You are the Chaser for Ravenclaw! I've seen you in the air before. You're really good!"
"Yeah, you are," said Ginny who had been quite for a very long time, "I've seen you play before too. You just got on the team last year, didn't you?"
"Uh ha," he said with a bright smile, "I've been waiting for years to get on the team. I've always wanted to be a Chaser."
"Yeah, me too," said Ginny with a shy smile
"But arn't you the Gryffindor Seeker after...you know Umbridge?" asked Leo curiously while looking at Ginny with a puzzled expression.
"Yeah, but this year, Harry's going to be back, and since Angelina left the team. I can be a Chaser this year."
"I see," said Leon knowingly, "Chaser's one of the best positions in Quidditch. You get too move around a lot. Unlike Seeker, you don't have to have great reflexes to become one."
"That's why I like the position," she said as she smiled
"Being the chaser's good, but being the Keeper is harder," said Ron, "You need great speed and reflex to catch the quaffle before it goes in the hoop."
"So I've heard," he said as he smiled
After the 6 long hours on the Hogwarts Express, they've finally arrived at the Hogsmeade station. Where old friends greeted each other and new friends were made. Harry and his friends smiled as they saw the familiar figure of Hagrid calling out to the first years. This is going to be another long year, Harry thought to himself as he got on to the carriage with his close friends.
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