A/N: Hey peoples! Sorry for the long delay! School has been just horrible! I hate it. Grrr. . . Anyways, while I've been gone, I was working on my ficcies. And you all have to know, that this is my favorite one. Yes, this little beauty is. Oh and I hope everyone found out the special news when it came out?!

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Is coming out on June 21st! YAY! I'm getting it at midnight. HA!

Now, what are you all reading my notes for? Are you not here for reading my special story? THEN GO AN CHECK IT OUT!!! Heh. . .sorry. . .

Disclaimer: Harry Potter is published, created, and owned by the lovely J.K.Rowling!

HARRY POTTER

AND THE

RINGS OF HOGWARTS

Hermione_Harry

Chapter 3: New Surprises

The train finally stopped at sun set. Everyone got off the train and the first years took their usual ride up the lake. Harry, Ron, and Hermione however went to the carriages. All of them were silent. The shock of Ginny's secret affair, was still putting Ron in a grim mood. Harry and Hermione didn't dare try to make a conversation. There was a very uncomfortable silence.

At long last the carriage came to a halt. The trio scrambled out and quickly hurried up the steps. Again, they were welcomed with the many wonders inside the Hogwarts walls. Even though this is their last year, they were still awed by the magical feeling.

All of them sat down inside the main hall at the Gryffindor table. Ron (who was still in a bad mood) clutched his stomach and whined, "Come on with the Sorting already! I'm starving!"

This irritated Hermione and took a chance at Ron.

"Ron really! The Sorting Ceremony is an important part of the Welcome Back Feast!", scoffed Hermione.

Ron just narrowed his eyes and stayed silent.

Minutes past, and Ron still whined; his stomach also growling along with it.

McGonagall entered with the students, looking very stern. She almost looked . . . evil.

The ceremony began. And soon the Great Hall was filled with applause. From each house congratulating their new member.

After 40 minutes of clapping, the feast began, but with no announcements from Professor Dumbledore.

Everyone ate hungrily. No one really talked much. In 20 minutes, Hermione realized she was eating too much. She stopped, drank a goblet full of her water and stood up.

Everyone else watched.

"Umm . . . Hermione what are you doing? We still have another hour to stay here." asked Ron.

"Well you see, I need to get an early start on my work. . ."

"Hermione its the opening feast!"

"Yes, I know. . ."

She looked up at the staff table, waited for something, then she left.

Harry and Ron watched her leave and stayed into a questionable silence.

"Do you think there's anything wrong with Hermione?" asked Harry.

"No way! Its Hermione. She knows better than to so anything wrong or to at least tell us." replied Ron.

Harry thought Ron was right. Hermione did know better. After all, she is the smart one of the trio.

In the Gryffindor tower, one girl sat in front of the fire with a thick book on her lap. For the moment she seemed to be mesmerized by the roaring flames dancing before her. Then, all of a sudden, her ring shone brightly for a brief moment and then it became the same as it was before. Hermione didn't notice this.

Seconds later, she stood up, closed her book and headed up the stairs. She decided to go to sleep. Tomorrow was the first day of classes. What a joyride for our dear old Hermione.

Chitter chatter could be heard all the way down the corridor by the flock of students coming up to their dormitory to go to bed. Harry and Ron were among them. They hurried for the common room in hopes of finding their other best friend. But, their hopes were crushed as they didn't find her there. Both of them decided to see her tomorrow.

Down below the Hogwarts castle, where the shrewd and the ambitious slept, was a to-be adult sitting on top of his bed, writing on a piece of parchment. He seemed to be writing in secret, for all of his curtains were drawn over his bed covering him up from public view.

The handsome teenager had silvery-white blonde hair and dark silver eyes. His face looked as if he's never smiled in his life, but looked as if he's' always had an evil smirk on his face.

Rapidly scribbling down on the parchment, he stopped. Put down his quill, and checked around him for any spies (especially for a certain person). No one. Good. Then at a distance, he heard his valuable one-of-a-kind eagle quill fall on the floor.

"Damn. . ." he muttered.

He hurriedly tries to pick it up, but found out he pushed it even deeper under the bed. Then he tried to put his whole body under the bed itself. He tried again to get his precious quill. The tips of his fingers barley touched the feathery object. He attempted to pull it by the feathers. It was working!

But something odd was happening. The quill seemed to get heavier all of a sudden. He pulled harder. And, success! He had his quill back. But another thing seemed to hanging onto it. The teenager tried to see what it was, but it was too dark.

He hurried on to his bed and what he saw on his hand was the extra object he found. It was farthest thing from his mind to find this thing.

On his hand was a green and silver stoned ring.

A/N: Hiya! Well how do you feel that you've read the next chapter of my story? I bet you feel satisfied . . .or not. Don't worry people, I won't be gone as long as I was last time. I'm goingto try and post every Friday or Saturday. But, you have to have in mind that I have more than four stories in the making. So please be a little patient. Oh and try to visit my other wonderful stories! They're as good as this one. I hope. . .

'Till this Friday!

Hermione_Harry