A/N: ok it's been a while since I last wrote but since no one is reading my story. Oh well. I'll survive. (I'm a survivor I'm not gonna give up, I'm not gonna stop, I'm gonna work harder!) Sorry anyway I know the characters might seem a little messed up in the heads in this chapter but that's ok. I'm sure you'll all survive. (I'm a survivor..)

Disclaimer: I don't own any characters. I wish I was like my friend, Manders, who always comes up with very funny disclaimers. But I'm not so I'm going to just do my own boring disclaimers. And I'm not sure if yellow jello is mine I think its kind of my entire seventh grade classes. But in a way it's also my dear friend Manders as well since she is writing a story about it. I don't own any songs I put in here either. So, Anyway on with my story.

Chapter 6

What's Up?

Harry woke bright and early the next morning and pulled back the shades so the wonderful morning sunshine fell onto him. It was such a great day and not to mention he was going back to Hogwarts. And that just got a song stuck in his head. "It's a great day to be alive, I know the sun still shinning when I close my eyes." Harry dressed and made sure he had everything packed. When he was sure he went down to breakfast.

Harry stepped out of Uncle Vernon's car and glanced at the clock. He still and 15 minutes until the train left. He went through platform 9 and ¾ and stared at the train for a couple seconds. He then ran up to it and gave it a great kiss. "Err, Harry, what are you doing?" said a voice from behind him. Harry turned around and saw Cho staring at him. Harry blushed and began to stutter "I..I was just... Ah..." Harry never got a chance to get the words out for at that moment Cho burst out crying and said "Oh I see. You never liked me Harry did you? You choose a train over me?!?" Cho turned around and ran into the train still sobbing hysterically. Harry stared at the door of the train Cho had gone through. Bewildered, (A/N ha ha ha I love that word!) Harry turned back around and saw Ron and Hermione coming through the wall that separated platform 9 and ¾ from the rest of the train station. They ran over to him dragging their trunks behind them. (A/N: sorry that just makes me think of little bo peep has lost her sheep and she doesn't know where to find them. Leave them alone, and they'll come home wagging their tails behind them) Ron was the first to speak. "Hey Harry what's up?!" Harry blinked and looked up. A loose owl was flying around and something fell from it. At first it looked like a feather but it was falling awfully fast. SPLAT! Something wet, warm, and gooey fell onto Harry's left eye. (A/N: I'm sure you need to know the details of the owl poop that just fell on him.) Harry looked at Ron and Hermione. The two of them looked like they were hyperventilating. Wondering what was so funny Harry realized what the wet, warm, gooey stuff was. "EEEEEWWWW!" Harry screamed. "GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF, GET IT OFF!" Harry began trying to wipe the wet, warm gooey poop off his face. Hermione, who was gasping for breath, managed to point her wand at him and get rid of the wet, warm, gooey poop off. "Thanks." Harry muttered. He, Ron, and Hermione got onto the train and found an empty compartment for themselves. Ron and Hermione had managed to stop laughing. (A/N: how they did I don't know. If I was there I don't think I would ever stop laughing.) "So Harry," Hermione said. "How have you been? Has anything interesting happened?" She asked. Harry shook his head still feeling grossed out by what had just happened. They didn't talk to much as the train rolled on toward Hogwarts. But when the lunch trolley came by Harry began to get a little hyper. "Whoa, too much sugar there Harry." Ron said as Harry began singing to himself. Hermione, who had gotten out a book, looked over at Harry from the top of it. "Are you feeling ok Harry?" she asked. "Yeah I'm feeling fine, just." Harry started to say but he leaned his head back against his seat and fell fast asleep.

A/N: The end of another chapter. I know it seems like Harry is on something but oh well. Then again it might be because I'm tired right now, which is why Harry is acing weird. Oh well.