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Chapter 7
Harry was up early that morning. He knew that they would be leaving sometime soon for Platform 9 3/4 and had his trunk sitting by his door when he heard a knock. It was Lupin. He had Hedwig with him in her cage.
"Thanks for looking after Hedwig for me." he said to Lupin.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes." he said as he grabbed his trunk. Lupin carried Hedwig for him. They were walking down a hallway to a set of stairs that led to a door. "How are we getting to Kings Cross?" Harry asked.
"Taxi. Though you will have to pay. I'm afraid I'm no good with Muggle money." Lupin opened the door and there was a car waiting for him.
Harry opened the door to the street and saw the taxi waiting for them by the curb of nearest to the building and a cat sitting on the stairs across the street. Otherwise the street was pretty empty, with the exception of a few cars here and there. He pulled his trunk and Hedwig in the taxi, and Lupin followed him shortly afterward. The driver did not seem happy to have a bird in his car but asked for their destination politely enough. Harry told the driver where to go and the driver obliged. In less than ten minuets the pair was at Kings Cross. Harry paid the driver and got out of the car.
Lupin went to get a cart and was back quickly. Harry set down his trunk and Hedwig's cage on the cart and wheeled it to the barrier that led to the platform. Harry and Lupin leaned up against the barrier and walked through with no one noticing them.
Harry noticed the scarlet train and felt a surge of happiness course through him. Harry was on his way home. He hoped this year would be better than the last. He saw Hermione and Ron getting on the train and wanted to see them before they would go off to the prefects compartment. Harry turned to Lupin to bid him goodbye.
"Have a good term, send Hedwig along if you need anything." Lupin told Harry.
"Thanks, I will."
Harry headed toward the train and caught up with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
"Shall we find a compartment? That way we can save space for Ron and Hermione" Harry asked Ginny.
"Lead the way." she said starting to follow him
Harry found an empty compartment toward the end of the train. Harry put his trunk and Hedwig up out of the way and then helped Ginny put hers away. Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom and Terry Boot came in a few minuets later. They all made the pleasantries and asked how everyone's summer was. Harry being quiet most of the time. The weather that day could not decide what it wanted to do. Whether it was going to ran or be sunny. Harry heard the compartment door open and turned to see Ron and Hermione walk in and take their seats. Harry smiled at his friends when saw them.
"We haven't missed the food trolley yet have we?" Ron asked.
"No, the witch hasn't come by yet." Harry said with a smile.
"Harry, did you find out who the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will be?" Hermione asked him.
"No. Lupin says he knows him by name only, but he should be up to the job though. I don't think I can stand another Umbridge."
"Well anyone would be an improvement over her. I heard she was fired from the Ministry just after last term." Neville commented.
"I read in the Daily Prophet that she hasn't been seen since she left Hogwarts. It makes you wonder where she could be." said Hermione.
The compartment door opened. Malfoy Crabbe and Goyle were standing listening to the conversation. Malfoy had a smirk on his face. Harry knew from experience that this meant nothing good.
"Potty, Weasel and the Mudblood." At this the entire compartment stood up. Ron started going red in ears. This was not a good sign. Harry decided to diffuse the situation before it got out of hand.
"Malfoy. Do you really think it would be wise to do what ever it is you're thinking about doing?" Harry said through clenched teeth.
"No need to worry about me," Malfoy said in his drawling voice "Just checking to see how Granger and Weasley were doing." he smirked and left the compartment.
Ron sat down but his ears were still red and Ginny glanced at Ron and Hermione for a moment then turned her attention back to Dean Thomas. Harry was wondering what this meant and was about to ask when the witch with the food trolley came by. Harry bought some pasties, chocolate frogs and handed some to Ron, Hermione and Ginny.
Harry sat eating and wondering about the year and looking out the window. Harry made up his mind that he was going to tell Ron and Hermione about the prophesy. The train was passing green feilds that were slowly changing into mountains. It started to get dark outside when Harry decided it was time to change into his robes. They would be arriving soon.
The train was starting slow and Harry brought down his belongings from the overhead as Ron and Hermione left the compartment to help supervise the younger years. Ginny held on to Pig for Ron and Neville carried Crookshanks for Hermione. After exiting the train, Ginny, Dean and Harry found Ron and Hermione so they could find a compartment together.
Harry heard the Hagrid's voice calling for the first years and smiled. It would be nice to go visit Hagrid when he got a chance.
Ginny, Dean, Ron, Hermione and Harry piled into the carriage that would take them back to the castle. Harry saw the familiar boars on both sides to the opening of the school and felt finally at home. Harry climbed out of the carriage and waited for the others to follow. He started up the stone steps toward the castle.
The entrance hall was warm and Harry stood in line waiting to get to the Great Hall. He walked in and glanced up at the ceiling. There were some clouds with some stars shining above him. Candles floated in midair lighting the room. Students here and there talking to one another. Harry was glad this year there didn't seem to be as many people whispering as last year. He took his seat across from Ron and Hermione and looked down the Gryffindor table. There was a girl he had never seen before sitting five or six seats up from him. He turned to Ron and Hermione
"Have you seen her before?" he asked.
"Who?" Ron asked
"That girl sitting up there," Harry pointed to her. She was looking in the opposite direction but seamed to have heard the conversation going on between them, and looked down the table to see who was speaking. Hermione looked up as well. Hermione shook her head. The girl looked away being disinterested in the conversation.
"She's too old to be a first year, and they haven't come in yet Hermione commented a little quieter so she could not hear her.
The doors to the Great Hall had just opened and the first years were lined up following Professor McGonagall. They all had a look of terror on them as they waited to be sorted into their houses.
Star was almost on overload. She couldn't hear the sorting hat's song. She was too busy feeling everyone in the room. There were so many in the room that she had to get used to feeling. She felt a power at the table she was sitting at not to far from her. She looked down the table and saw a boy with messy black hair. He was speaking to someone but she didn't hear the conversation. This one had power that remain untapped yet. Across the room she felt something else. Looking over she saw another boy with platinum blonde hair that could sway either way. She got a chuckle out of this one.
Harry was listening to the sorting hat when he saw the new girl looking at Malfoy and chuckle. He wondered what that was all about.
Come to me and I shall tell you
which house in which you will live
It may be Gryffindor that I send you to
Whose deads are brave and will give
Or Slitherin is where you go
With cunning mind and ancestry pure
To Ravenclaw with mind so
filled with intelligence sure
Or to Hufflepuff with kind deeds
and large hearts to fit your needs
So come to me one and all
And I shall sort you and call out
Which house in which you belong
The hall clapped and one by one the first years were called alphabetically. Harry was watching the first years when his attention was floating in the direction of the new girl again. She was watching the sorting but with a glazed look in her eyes. Hermione saw this at once and smiled.
"Harry, why don't you go over there and introduce your self. I'm sure she doesn't know many people here."
Harry was about to say something when Dumbledore interrupted with his speech to the first years and the rest of the school.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Will the first years please note that the Forbidden Forrest is off limits to all students unless accompanied by a professor. Students please note that no magic is to be done in the corridors between classes. We have a new teacher this year. May I introduce you to Romulus Lupin, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor."
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and started clapping together.
"I should have known," Harry said to the other two "Lupin knew something about him, but didn't want to say anything." He then heard the headmaster say "Tuck in!"
The plates in front of the students magically filled with food. There was a great clatter of plates all around them. Harry ate until he could eat no more. The Hogwarts food was always good.
Harry sat there watching his friends listening to conversations about other people's holiday's. He said very little until nearly the end of the feast.
"I hope Romulus is as good a professor as Remus was."
"I think he will be. If he is anything like Remus, we should have a good class." Ron said.
Hermione and Ron walked ahead of the crowd of students and yelled to the first years to follow them. "First years this way please." came Hermione's voice over the crowds.
Harry saw the new girl walking behind the first years. She wasn't much taller than the first years he noticed. He pushed her out of his mind for now, and followed the rest of the Gryffindor's up to the tower. Gossamer was this years password.
Harry bid Hermione good night and went up to his familiar dormitory now labeled Sixth Years.
As soon as he got to his dormitory, Neville, Dean, Seamus and Ron followed. Harry put on his pajamas, bid his doom mates goodnight, and pulled the hangings to close himself in bed for the evening.
Chapter 7
Harry was up early that morning. He knew that they would be leaving sometime soon for Platform 9 3/4 and had his trunk sitting by his door when he heard a knock. It was Lupin. He had Hedwig with him in her cage.
"Thanks for looking after Hedwig for me." he said to Lupin.
"Are you ready?"
"Yes." he said as he grabbed his trunk. Lupin carried Hedwig for him. They were walking down a hallway to a set of stairs that led to a door. "How are we getting to Kings Cross?" Harry asked.
"Taxi. Though you will have to pay. I'm afraid I'm no good with Muggle money." Lupin opened the door and there was a car waiting for him.
Harry opened the door to the street and saw the taxi waiting for them by the curb of nearest to the building and a cat sitting on the stairs across the street. Otherwise the street was pretty empty, with the exception of a few cars here and there. He pulled his trunk and Hedwig in the taxi, and Lupin followed him shortly afterward. The driver did not seem happy to have a bird in his car but asked for their destination politely enough. Harry told the driver where to go and the driver obliged. In less than ten minuets the pair was at Kings Cross. Harry paid the driver and got out of the car.
Lupin went to get a cart and was back quickly. Harry set down his trunk and Hedwig's cage on the cart and wheeled it to the barrier that led to the platform. Harry and Lupin leaned up against the barrier and walked through with no one noticing them.
Harry noticed the scarlet train and felt a surge of happiness course through him. Harry was on his way home. He hoped this year would be better than the last. He saw Hermione and Ron getting on the train and wanted to see them before they would go off to the prefects compartment. Harry turned to Lupin to bid him goodbye.
"Have a good term, send Hedwig along if you need anything." Lupin told Harry.
"Thanks, I will."
Harry headed toward the train and caught up with Ron, Hermione, and Ginny.
"Shall we find a compartment? That way we can save space for Ron and Hermione" Harry asked Ginny.
"Lead the way." she said starting to follow him
Harry found an empty compartment toward the end of the train. Harry put his trunk and Hedwig up out of the way and then helped Ginny put hers away. Dean Thomas, Neville Longbottom and Terry Boot came in a few minuets later. They all made the pleasantries and asked how everyone's summer was. Harry being quiet most of the time. The weather that day could not decide what it wanted to do. Whether it was going to ran or be sunny. Harry heard the compartment door open and turned to see Ron and Hermione walk in and take their seats. Harry smiled at his friends when saw them.
"We haven't missed the food trolley yet have we?" Ron asked.
"No, the witch hasn't come by yet." Harry said with a smile.
"Harry, did you find out who the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will be?" Hermione asked him.
"No. Lupin says he knows him by name only, but he should be up to the job though. I don't think I can stand another Umbridge."
"Well anyone would be an improvement over her. I heard she was fired from the Ministry just after last term." Neville commented.
"I read in the Daily Prophet that she hasn't been seen since she left Hogwarts. It makes you wonder where she could be." said Hermione.
The compartment door opened. Malfoy Crabbe and Goyle were standing listening to the conversation. Malfoy had a smirk on his face. Harry knew from experience that this meant nothing good.
"Potty, Weasel and the Mudblood." At this the entire compartment stood up. Ron started going red in ears. This was not a good sign. Harry decided to diffuse the situation before it got out of hand.
"Malfoy. Do you really think it would be wise to do what ever it is you're thinking about doing?" Harry said through clenched teeth.
"No need to worry about me," Malfoy said in his drawling voice "Just checking to see how Granger and Weasley were doing." he smirked and left the compartment.
Ron sat down but his ears were still red and Ginny glanced at Ron and Hermione for a moment then turned her attention back to Dean Thomas. Harry was wondering what this meant and was about to ask when the witch with the food trolley came by. Harry bought some pasties, chocolate frogs and handed some to Ron, Hermione and Ginny.
Harry sat eating and wondering about the year and looking out the window. Harry made up his mind that he was going to tell Ron and Hermione about the prophesy. The train was passing green feilds that were slowly changing into mountains. It started to get dark outside when Harry decided it was time to change into his robes. They would be arriving soon.
The train was starting slow and Harry brought down his belongings from the overhead as Ron and Hermione left the compartment to help supervise the younger years. Ginny held on to Pig for Ron and Neville carried Crookshanks for Hermione. After exiting the train, Ginny, Dean and Harry found Ron and Hermione so they could find a compartment together.
Harry heard the Hagrid's voice calling for the first years and smiled. It would be nice to go visit Hagrid when he got a chance.
Ginny, Dean, Ron, Hermione and Harry piled into the carriage that would take them back to the castle. Harry saw the familiar boars on both sides to the opening of the school and felt finally at home. Harry climbed out of the carriage and waited for the others to follow. He started up the stone steps toward the castle.
The entrance hall was warm and Harry stood in line waiting to get to the Great Hall. He walked in and glanced up at the ceiling. There were some clouds with some stars shining above him. Candles floated in midair lighting the room. Students here and there talking to one another. Harry was glad this year there didn't seem to be as many people whispering as last year. He took his seat across from Ron and Hermione and looked down the Gryffindor table. There was a girl he had never seen before sitting five or six seats up from him. He turned to Ron and Hermione
"Have you seen her before?" he asked.
"Who?" Ron asked
"That girl sitting up there," Harry pointed to her. She was looking in the opposite direction but seamed to have heard the conversation going on between them, and looked down the table to see who was speaking. Hermione looked up as well. Hermione shook her head. The girl looked away being disinterested in the conversation.
"She's too old to be a first year, and they haven't come in yet Hermione commented a little quieter so she could not hear her.
The doors to the Great Hall had just opened and the first years were lined up following Professor McGonagall. They all had a look of terror on them as they waited to be sorted into their houses.
Star was almost on overload. She couldn't hear the sorting hat's song. She was too busy feeling everyone in the room. There were so many in the room that she had to get used to feeling. She felt a power at the table she was sitting at not to far from her. She looked down the table and saw a boy with messy black hair. He was speaking to someone but she didn't hear the conversation. This one had power that remain untapped yet. Across the room she felt something else. Looking over she saw another boy with platinum blonde hair that could sway either way. She got a chuckle out of this one.
Harry was listening to the sorting hat when he saw the new girl looking at Malfoy and chuckle. He wondered what that was all about.
Come to me and I shall tell you
which house in which you will live
It may be Gryffindor that I send you to
Whose deads are brave and will give
Or Slitherin is where you go
With cunning mind and ancestry pure
To Ravenclaw with mind so
filled with intelligence sure
Or to Hufflepuff with kind deeds
and large hearts to fit your needs
So come to me one and all
And I shall sort you and call out
Which house in which you belong
The hall clapped and one by one the first years were called alphabetically. Harry was watching the first years when his attention was floating in the direction of the new girl again. She was watching the sorting but with a glazed look in her eyes. Hermione saw this at once and smiled.
"Harry, why don't you go over there and introduce your self. I'm sure she doesn't know many people here."
Harry was about to say something when Dumbledore interrupted with his speech to the first years and the rest of the school.
"Welcome to another year at Hogwarts. Will the first years please note that the Forbidden Forrest is off limits to all students unless accompanied by a professor. Students please note that no magic is to be done in the corridors between classes. We have a new teacher this year. May I introduce you to Romulus Lupin, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor."
Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other and started clapping together.
"I should have known," Harry said to the other two "Lupin knew something about him, but didn't want to say anything." He then heard the headmaster say "Tuck in!"
The plates in front of the students magically filled with food. There was a great clatter of plates all around them. Harry ate until he could eat no more. The Hogwarts food was always good.
Harry sat there watching his friends listening to conversations about other people's holiday's. He said very little until nearly the end of the feast.
"I hope Romulus is as good a professor as Remus was."
"I think he will be. If he is anything like Remus, we should have a good class." Ron said.
Hermione and Ron walked ahead of the crowd of students and yelled to the first years to follow them. "First years this way please." came Hermione's voice over the crowds.
Harry saw the new girl walking behind the first years. She wasn't much taller than the first years he noticed. He pushed her out of his mind for now, and followed the rest of the Gryffindor's up to the tower. Gossamer was this years password.
Harry bid Hermione good night and went up to his familiar dormitory now labeled Sixth Years.
As soon as he got to his dormitory, Neville, Dean, Seamus and Ron followed. Harry put on his pajamas, bid his doom mates goodnight, and pulled the hangings to close himself in bed for the evening.
