Brace yourselves; this chapter is going to be fairly short. Sorry, but if I put in stuff from chapter six, it would be packed full. So hang in there, I'll be updating soon. Again, thanks for reviews, they're always helpful! -Lara1786

Chapter Five: Greetings

That night after Harry had a rather awkward dinner with Lupin and most of the Hogwarts staff, he went back to his dormitory to think. I know that I should tell Ron and Hermione about the prophecy, but I just don't know if I can. I mean, I might put both of them in danger. For all I know, Voldemort could be trying to find anyone who knew what was in that prophecy. Okay, I'll tell them, but only what I told Remus. With that last thought, Harry went to bed.

The following morning, Harry woke up to realize that the morning was almost over. I must have been really tired last night to have slept that long, and well too. I didn't have a single nightmare last night! Harry got up and went down to have some lunch. On his way across the common room to the portrait hole, he heard a distinct -pop!

"Mister Harry Potter sir! How good to see you again sir! Did you have a good summer Harry Potter sir?" Dobby the house elf came running towards Harry at top speed and came to a halt directly before him. Throwing his arms around Harry he mumbled something Harry couldn't understand into his robes.

"Hi Dobby." Said Harry while trying to pry Dobby off of him because he was becoming extremely short of air. "Dobby, where are all of your clothes that Hermione left for you last year?" Inquired Harry when he realized that Dobby was without his tower of tea cozies, hats, mittens, socks and other knitted things.

"Dobby found that he could not wear all of Miss Granger's gifts sir, so he had to make them into a blanket sir!"

"You don't need to call me 'sir' Dobby, it's not necessary." Harry said gazing fondly down at the little elf.

"Oh, but Dobby wants to show Harry Potter sir respect sir!" cried Dobby.

"Alright then, if you insist. But Dobby, what are you doing up here? The term hasn't even started yet?"

"Dobby is here for you Harry Potter! Master Dumbledore told Dobby that Dobby was supposed to feed Harry Potter sir in the Gryffindor Tower sir. So that's what's Dobby is doing sir!"

"Why can't I eat in the Great Hall like last night?" inquired Harry, but Dobby shook his head and said, "Dobby asks no questions sir, he is asked to do something for Harry Potter sir and Dobby does it sir."

"Okay Dobby."

"What would Mister Harry Potter sir like for his lunch sir?" asked Dobby while staring lovingly up at Harry.

"I'll just have a sandwich actually Dobby. I don't really know what I want. Why don't you surprise me? And maybe you could get me a butterbeer too?"

Dobby only shouted a, "Yes Mister Harry Potter sir, right away sir!" and Dobby vanished from sight with another -pop!

After Dobby had brought Harry a very good surprise sandwich and warm butterbeer, Harry asked him to stay but Dobby could not, even though he wished you could and then left Harry all alone in the common room.

Harry spent the rest of the day finishing the only textbook that he hadn't read yet, his N.E.W.T. Preparatory Potions book. Harry was glad that he had gotten his books early in the summer, a birthday present from Dumbledore, because now he already was ahead. Hermione would be proud of me. Looking at the clock Harry realized that the Hogwarts Express should be arriving any moment and so he finished the last paragraph of the book and raced down the staircase, out the portrait hole, through the castle, and came to a screeching halt outside the Great Hall. As soon as Harry had taken a seat at the Gryffindor table, he heard chattering and footsteps in the entrance and new that the students were back. Eagerly looking around for Ron or Hermione he realized that people were no longer glaring at him when they saw him, but rather, they all waved and smiled. Some were shy about it and others overly enthusiastic. I have a feeling that this year is going to be a lot better. Harry thought before he spotted Ron and Hermione, both of whom were craning their necks trying to find Harry.

"Oy! Ron, Hermione, over here!" Harry called and waved them over.

"Oh Harry!" Hermione came bustling over and practically threw herself at Harry. Harry, who was taken back by the force of Hermione's hug laughed and got back his balance before shacking hands with Ron.

"Harry, why weren't you on the train? We got scared, thought something had happened to you." Ron asked rather amused by Hermione blushing from being so aggressive with her welcome to Harry.

"Sorry Ron, I got here yesterday actually. I really need to talk to you guys about some things-" but at that moment, the scared first years entered the Great Hall and everyone went quiet. "Tonight." Harry whispered to Ron and Hermione and then focused on the sorting.

Alright, I know that I told you Ron and Hermione would find out about the prophecy in this chapter, but I'm going to write the Sorting Hat's song and I need time to think it over and write it out and stuff, so next chapter. I SWEAR! Please don't hate me and review! Thanks! -Lara1786