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Chapter 6 !~Where Evil Lurks~!

Harry, Ron, Ginny and Hermione got onto the Hogwart's Express quietly because they didn't want to speak of Sirius until they were by themselves and could charm their compartment. Ron's brothers Fred and George weren't attending this year since last year was a drag with Professor Umbridge teaching Defense Against the Dark arts, a subject Remus taught when Harry and his friends were in their 3rd year. Remus was the best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher they've had so far. Everybody else turned out to be frauds or on Voldemort's side. Umbridge just wasn't a people person. She gave Harry detention constantly and made him write sentences while they sunk into Harry's hands, which was very painful.

'What if Sirius taught Defense Against the Dark Arts?' Harry thought.

Harry was anxious to say something about Sirius to his friends and to figure out what they thought. He knew what Hermione would say and he knew Ron thought it was "great" that he's still alive. But Harry thought it was strange. He saw him fall behind the Black curtain in the Department of Mysteries along with everybody else that was there. Harry knew Remus was devastated about it because he had known Sirius since they were in school together. They met each other in their 1st year and were best friends. Remus and Sirius also knew Harry's father, James, and Peter who was one of Voldemort's right hand men.

Harry couldn't stop thinking about Sirius and his past at Hogwarts. He knew he had picked on Harry's Potions teacher, Severus Snape, whom Harry wasn't a big fan of. They both loathed each other. Sirius would call him "Snivellus" and made jokes about the way he looked. Harry didn't like that part about Sirius. But he knew it was in the past and he was a kid. Harry hadn't got to know Sirius since he was running from dementors and the wizard police.

Once they got on the train and into a compartment Hermione noticed Harry's silence and asked "Are you OK, Harry?" knowing the answer.

"Not really." Harry replied. "And why should I be?"

Hermione frowned a little and put a re-assuring smile on her face. "It's OK, Harry. Everything will be alright. Si–he'll be fine if he is around."

"How do you know?! How do we know he's really alive?!" Harry snapped.

Ron said a spell to sound proof the room but didn't dare say anything to Harry. Even Hermione went silent after Harry snapped. She usually had no problem speaking her mind. Harry guessed that she didn't want to push him on Sirius. He was glad that they stayed quiet and he sighed. Nobody said anything else until they got to Hogsmeade station.

"Do you think Malfoy will bother us this year?" Ron asked as they gathered their luggage. He stiffened up as he said it, making Harry and Ginny laugh. Hermione didn't seem to like this.

"You shouldn't have fought him, Ron." She said, picking up her owl's cage. Harry knew that Hermione secretly wanted to thank him again and laugh with them.

Ron looked a bit disappointed at Hermione's re-action. Harry noticed and when Hermione got into a carriage with a 5th year Ravenclaw; Luna Lovegood, Ginny and a Slytherin girl; Pansy Parkinson, he put a hand on Ron's shoulder and said "Don't try so hard."

"Like you have any luck with girls." Ron retorted. He was right. Harry didn't have luck with girls. In Harry's last year, he went on a date with a Ravenclaw, Cho Chang, whom happened to be a year older than Harry. She thought Harry would rather be with Hermione when Harry told Cho that he had talked to Ron and Hermione about Cedric Diggory, Cho's dead boyfriend. Harry rolled his eyes at the thought. "Come on. Let's just get a carriage."

They walked to the line of carriages and got into one with Seamus Finnigan and Neville Longbottom.

"Nice touch out there, Ron." Seamus said, teasingly.

"Did you really beat Malfoy up?" Neville asked. Ron nodded slowly. "He deserves it."

Harry knew Ron didn't tell everybody the truth on why he beat Malfoy up. He'd be to embarrassed and Harry laughed at the thought.

They arrived at Hogwarts and they all filed into the castle in a long line. They took their seats at the house tables (Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and Slytherin). Everybody was waiting for the first years to be sorted and for the great feast to start.

There was lots of talk going around the four house tables. The teachers at the head table seemed very quiet which was odd to the students that noticed.

"What do you think is going on?" Hermione asked.

"Bet you anything it's about Si–" Ron started but was cut off by a glare he got from Hermione, telling him not to say anything. "Right." He said after that.

There was silence from the trio (Harry, Ron and Hermione) as the first years walked into the hall in a long line. They all looked nervous but excited. Harry was reminded of the first time he came to Hogwarts. He sat on the stool in the front on a platform that had the teacher's table in the back. He could see everybody in the large room that was lit with hundreds of floating candles. The Sorting Hat was placed on his head and read his mind, deciding which house he'd be put in, while Harry hoped that it wouldn't say anything embarrassing about him. Luckily, it didn't and Harry was placed in Gryffindor with Ron and Hermione.

Professor McGonagall, the Transfiguration teacher, walked up to the stool with an old looking hat and a scroll in her hands. She had red hair that was specked with bits of grey and was put up in a tight bun. Her emerald robes were lined with gold thread and she didn't look like the easiest person to get along with. 'But that's just how she is.' Harry thought to himself. 'She's not a bad person once you get to know her.'

"When I call your name, you will step forward, sit on this stool and I shall place the Sorting Hat onto your head." Professor McGonagall explained. "Shawn Pierce!"

A boy with black hair, and first year school robes walked up to the stool and sat down. His blue eyes showed that he was scared and anxious to get down.

"Hufflepuff!" The Sorting Hat said after a moment of thought. The room was filled with people applauding as Hufflepuff greeted Shawn to their table.

"George Malcom!" Professor McGonagall called.

Now a boy with sandy hair sat on the stool. He looked very smug and grinned as the hat was about to be placed onto his head. His thought must have been strong because before the hat was set down it shouted "Slytherin!" And the boy jumped down joining the Slytherin table as more applause went around.

"Do you think he'll be one of Malfoy's goons?" Ron asked as the hat placed George.

Harry and Hermione shrugged as the sorting continued and 23 more students were sorted. To many's disappointment, there were more Slytherins sorted this year than the last.

"Maybe this is why everybody is so quiet." Hermione said. "Because there's more evil to come." Harry and Ron looked at each other, a bit confused and Hermione sighed. "I'll explain later."

"Harry," Ron said, sounding a bit worried. "Why are you so quiet?"

"Just thinking..." Harry answered.

"About Snuffles, right?" Ron asked. Harry just nodded his head.

"Harry," Hermione said, quietly. "You have to get over it."

"Well, I can't! Sorry to tell you." Harry said, causing a few students to look at him.

After the feast and sorting, they walked back to the Gryffindor Tower with all the other Gryffindors. Most went to bed in their dorms. The only ones that stayed in the Common Room was the Trio and Ginny.

"So what did you mean down in the Great Hall, 'Mione?" Ron asked, as they sat on a couch.

"If there are more Slytherins, that means there are going to be more Death Eaters." Hermione explained.

"Great! They'll be near Snape." Ron retorted. Hermione rolled her eyes.

"Look," She said. "Maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions. Maybe they ended up in that house because their parents wanted them to be. Sometimes that's how it is. I've met a Slytherin that wanted to be in Gryffindor. She said that her parents wanted her to be in Slytherin to keep family tradition. She's done at Hogwarts now though."

There was a moment of silence until Professor McGonagall came in. "You four should be in bed. You have school work tomorrow." The four of them nodded their heads and walked upstairs to their dorms. McGonagall left the room after checking all of the dorms to make sure everybody was in bed.