A/N: I made this chapter longer for everyone who wanted it lol.
Keep reading and reviewing!
volleypickle16- Thanks! Keep reading and reviewing!
Unknown11- Thanks a lot! That's great praise since this is my first fic.
katsuya102- Thanks for the review!
fanficfreak35- I hope you aren't disappointed with this chapter, keep reviewing!
Lourdes1- Thanks! I am trying to add my own voice into the story because it seems a little bland. I think you're right about the flying thing, but Harry is going to turn out to be above and beyond the restraints of fatigue!
inu-furuba freak- Thank you very much! I hope you enjoy this chapter.
evildemon- I have to admit that part of the reason I am writing this fic is for guilty pleasure- I like writing things the way I want it to turn out. It is a little rushed the way Harry all of sudden has these powers, so I may revise that part of it. Thanks for the review!
KoontzReaderz- I agree. I have so much fun writing this that I kind of write it just to make myself happy about the way things turn out for him, so I rushed his whole power thing. I may revise that. Thanks for the review and keep reading!
jeangab057- I made this chapter longer just for you, lol. Keep reviewing!
Nikki101- Thanks! Keep making any suggestions about ways to make this story better! The Panther will come back into the story later. I just thought that since Harry is amazing at flying and is a Parselmouth, those two transformations would be easiest. The panther is a little different so it should be harder for him.
Also thanks to Gohan00, MuggleNet27, David M. Potter, Dragonstorm316, and Butler. Thanks guys for your great reviews! I'm glad so many people are enjoying my story! Also check out my fluffy one, Happily Ever After, and review!
Chapter 6-
A week later, Harry had completely mastered his Animagus transformation to the Silver-Winged Merlin and the Samaritana Snake, no longer feeling any pain as his body changed. He had tried the Blue Panther but for some reason he hadn't been able to transform completely. The farthest he had gotten was turning his hair a gray-blue color.
He had also taken advantage of the Magic-Concealer he had bought. He had read in his spell book that it was an extremely rare and valuable item, as well as illegal. He eyed the little glass ball, wondering who had used it before him. It had been extremely helpful in practicing his spells- but so far, he hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary about himself; the only signs of the power Dumbledore claimed he had was his ability to do the Animagus transformations.
Harry sighed and went down the stairs to breakfast. At least he had good news for the Dursleys today.
"Uncle Vernon," Harry said cautiously, "I er, have to leave today. The Hog...I mean, the train is leaving to take me to school today."
Uncle Vernon's cheeks puffed out, "I hope," he said, in a dangerous voice, "That you are not expecting us to take you. We have enough on our hands without having to chauffeur you around to places. No, boy, if you want to get to that ruddy school of yours, you're going to have to find a way yourself."
Harry nodded.
"That's what I thought. I asked on of the Aurors...you remember them, don't you? The man with the glass eye. His name's Moody. He'll be coming over to pick me up anytime now."
Aunt Petunia's face paled at the mention of the disfigured Moody.
"Coming....here?" His aunt said faintly. Uncle Vernon was so puffed up Harry though he might explode.
"THAT FREAK WILL NOT BE COMING TO THIS HOUSE!" He bellowed.
Harry frowned. "He is coming, whether you like it or not. He'll be here at eleven. I would have thought you'd be glad to see me go anyway." Harry went back upstairs to his room.
He waved his wand around, over all of the scattered books and clothes, the messy quills and parchments. Everything fell neatly into his trunk. "Locomotor Mortis," he said, levitating the trunk with his wand. He spun around as he heard a light pop. Moody stood behind him.
"Figured out a way to hide all that magic, eh, boy?" Moody gave him a terrifying grin. Harry flushed.
"Oh, so you know about that, do you? One of your Aurors track me all the way down to Knockturn Alley?" Harry asked, fire in his eyes.
"Relax, boy, I wasn't saying It was a bad thing. Dare say you needed to practice what with all that in the proph...." Moody stopped suddenly.
"So Dumbledore's told all of you about the prophecy, then? Glad to know it." Harry said, relieved that he hadn't had to be the one to break the new to all of the Order Members, especially Mr. And Mrs. Weasley.
"Well, let's get goin' then. No point dawdling. Everyone's probably waitin' for you at the platform. Now let me show you think little trick," Moody pointed his wand at the trunk, muttering, "Scrincanus Mortis". The trunk shrunk into the size of a small lightbulb, and Moody tossed it to Harry.
"Learn that in your seventh year, y' will. NEWT Level magic." He growled. Harry stuffed the trunk into the pocket of his khakis.
"So how're we getting to the platform? I can't Apparate yet." Harry said, confused. Moody wasn't holding a broomstick, nor was there a car outside.
"Portkey, of course. Now where did I put it..." He pulled a small item out of his left pocket- a bottlecap. "Activatio," He said, tapping it gently. "All righ' Harry, now it'll activate in ten seconds. It'll take you straight to the barrier. All the Weasleys are waiting for you." Harry took the bottlecap, preparing for it...there, there was the familiar tug at his navel. Harry fell forward and landed with a thump in a heap on the floor. He heard muffled laughter.
"Harry, mate, you aren't exactly great with Portkeys, are you?" Ron laughed in his face. He noticed the Weasleys all grinning. Was that...
"Harry! How absolutely spiffing to see you!" Two loud voices cried in unison. Harry felt himself picked up in a whirl of fuchsia.
"Fred," He gasped, staring at the red-head's shocking pink robes, "What are you wearing?"
Fred and George spun in a circle, bowing. "Our own design you know. We might be thinking about starting a fashion line!" George winked at him.
Harry rolled his eyes.
"All right, all right, enough boys. Look at all those Muggles staring at you two. Through the barrier now- Ginny, you first." Mrs. Weasley said briskly.
Ginny ran straight at the barrier and disappeared. Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked up to it and leaned in, as if resting, and found themselves on Platform 9 ¾.
"Here Gin," Harry said, hauling her trunk onto the train and loading Ron's and Hermione's. He had his own stuffed in his pocket, but he enlarged in and shoved it into the baggage compartment. He made his way down to the Trio's compartment.
Harry sat down comfortably, vaguely noticing Hermione and Ron bickering over the fact that Ron hadn't looked over his books in the summer. Ginny was sitting in the same position as him, and caught her eys on him. She looked pointedly at Ron and Hermione and rolled her eyes. Harry laughed under his breath and mouthed, "When will they ever learn?" Ginny smiled at him.
Hermione turned to Harry. "Well, I think we've been here long enough. It's time for us to go to the prefect's compartment. Come on Harry, we're going to be late for the meeting." She almost forcibly dragged Harry from the room.
"Oh, that Ron!" Hermione exclaimed to Harry, "He could be just as bright as any of us if he'd just try! If he'd just listen to me and try to review some of the stuff we've learned." Hermione was cut short by Harry placing a silencing charm on her. Hermione's eyes widened as she tried to yell but only managed to look like a drowning fish. As her face began to redden in fury, Harry whispered, 'finite incantantem'.
"Harry James Potter," Hermione fumed at him, "How dare you put a Silencing Charm on me? You had no right to! As soon as we get to the castle I am taking away twenty points from Gryffindor!"
Harry smirked cheekily at her. "And I'll just add them back!"
Hermione glared, then slowly began to laugh. "I must've looked mad," She chuckeld ruefully. Harry laughed with her. "Well, when you get started on Ron, you tend to go on for a long time..." Harry and Hermione pushed their way into the prefect's compartment. Harry fidgeted as ten pairs of eyes fixed on him and Hermione.
"Hey Harry, Hermione," Cho Chang, the new Head Girl said, "You're a bit late. We were just handing out the passwords for the prefect's bathrooms. Take that slip of paper and it'll reveal itself."
Harry noticed her obvious avoidance of looking at him, and also noticed Michael Corner glaring as he noticed Cho's and Harry's faint blushes. He and Hermione sat down across from the Hufflepuff Prefects, Hannah Abbott and Ernie Macmillan.
"Glad it's you this year, Harry." Ernie said pompously, shaking Harry's hand. "I have to admit I didn't think Ron Weasley was the most suitable for the job."
Harry didn't answer, but he noticed Hermione give Ernie a cold stare as he greeted her. He laughed inwardly. He would have to do a lot less than he expected to get his two friends together- finally.
Cho began to talk about the various rules and go voer all of the prefect regulations. Harry tuned her out and sat looking onto the hills whizzing past. He was going home. Finally home, to Hogwarts.
An hour later, Harry and Hermione finished their rounds and went back to their compartment to find Ron and Ginny in a heated game of chess. Harry watched curiously as the showdown between the two siblings continued.
"Check," Ron said, satisfaction evident in his voice. Ginny looked him in the eyes with confidence, then moved her piece.
"Checkmate."
Harry had to laugh at the dumbfounded expression on Ron's face as he sputtered, "How...when...what?"
"You cheated Ginny, I know you did!' Ron burst out. Ginny simply smiled up at him innocently.
"No, I didn't, brother dearest. I won fair and square. Haven't burst your ego, have I?" She said sweetly. Harry laughed aloud.
"I can't believe you beat him, Gin! I mean, he's like the Michael Jordan of chess." Harry said. Ginny smiled, but her face was confused.
"Michael who?"
"Never mind," Harry said. Ginny looked down at the board.
"Ohhh, yes. We have a tally going. So far Ron's won two hundred and seventy two, and I've won two hundred. But I am definitely catching up."
Ron pretended not to hear this. Just then, the snack cart went by. Harry jumped up.
"I'll have a little of everything please," He said. Ron shook his head at him, but Harry ignored it. He brought the load of goodies into the compartment. Hermione immediately refused everything.
"Having dentists for parents kind of takes away your appetite for candy," She said distastefully as Harry bit into a pumpkin pasty. Ron went for a Chocolate Frog.
"Please, please be Agrippa," Ron said. He took the card out of the frog and stared at it, stunned.
"Did you get it?" Harry asked with his mouth full.
"Umm...yeah. Yeah, finally, I got it. I'll just put it away now, save it from getting all dirty." Ron started to stuff it into his pockets. Harry pounced on him.
"Oh no you don't. You've been waiting for what, five years for this card? Let me see!" Using his Quidditch reflexes, he grabbed the card out of Ron's hand.
There was silence for a few moments as Harry stared at the card.
"I'm on a Chocolate Frog card?" He asked disbelievingly.
Ron laughed sheepishly. "Guess they made a new bunch of them." Hermione and Ginny crowded around Harry to get a look.
On the small card, a fifteen-year-old Harry stood frowning at the photographer, occasionally brushing his hair out of his eyes. He wore round, wire-rimmed glasses and his scar was faintly visible behind his bangs.
Underneath the picture was a small blurb, reading
Harry Potter
Harry Potter, son of Aurors Lily and James Potter, is the only known wizard to have ever survived the Killing Curse. At the age of one, he defeated the Dark Lord single-handedly, although no one knows exactly how this miracle happened. He has faced the Dark Lord five times, the only wizard alive to have survived more than three meetings with the Dark Lord himself. As of now, Harry is a fifteen-year-old student at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was the youngest player in a century to join Gryffindor's Quiddtich team. He enjoys spending time with his best friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger, playing Quidditch, and participates in a school club called the Defense Association, which he leads. As of this year, he is also a prefect. The wizarding world is grateful to the young hero who has protected them and has been a credit to the wizarding world.
Photo Credit: Colin Creevey
Harry's mouth was open in astonishment. Four words came out of his mouth.
"I'm. gonna. kill. Colin."
Harry's best friends were looking at him, afraid of his reaction. Would he be angry that his fame had finally been cemented? Would he go into quiet retrospect? Would he shrug it off and laugh?
Harry looked at their nervous faces and tossed the card back to Ron carelessly.
"You sure you want that, mate?" he asked, afraid of Ron's jealousy. Ron looked at the card.
"Wicked! My name is on a Chocolate Frog card!" Ron shouted happily, "This is a first for any Weasley! Bill and Charlie and Percy and the twins were never mentioned on one to these!'
Harry grinned and fell back to his Pasties while Hermione opened Hogwarts: A History.
No one noticed as Ginny opened a Chocolate Frog and stared at the card, gently placing it in her pocket.
Hermione was roused out of her book as she said, "I think we'd all better get ready. We'll stay in here. Girls need privacy, you two change in the bathroom."
Harry and Ron groaned and stepped out.
"I hate being a man," Ron grumbled, "Why do men have to do everything? Pay for dates. Fight the wars. Work. We even have to ask the girl to marry us!"
Harry nodded fervently as they changed and went back into the compartment. The entire train heard Hermione's shriek.
"Don't you KNOW you have to KNOCK?!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. Ron slunk back from the compartment, his face scarlet with embarrassment. Harry jumped out as well.
"Did I....did I just see Hermione in her...undergarments?" Ron asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah, mate, if you saw what I saw." Harry's face was warm.
The two cleared their throats and knocked before they heard a quiet 'come in' from Ginny.
Harry and Ron sat down, avoiding Hermione's eyes. Ron had gone a starling shade of maroon, and Harry was becoming worried about him. All three sat in an uncomfortable silence. Ginny broke it.
"Oh, come on you three. You've been friend for five years, I think you are allowed to have seen the other person...not fully dressed. Relax!"
Hermione sniffed. "I'm not mad about that. But they should have had the manners to knock," She said prissily. Ron looked like he wanted to make a retort, but bit his tongue.
"Oh, look!" Harry said excitedly, his heart lifting, "There's the castle! And the lake!"
The four friends stared out the window at their beloved school, memories floating through their minds, unaware of how much was to happen to them there that very year and in the future.
A/N- I need reviews guys! Sorry it took me so long to update, but I won't give you any more chapters until I get more REVIEWS! mwa
Keep reading and reviewing!
volleypickle16- Thanks! Keep reading and reviewing!
Unknown11- Thanks a lot! That's great praise since this is my first fic.
katsuya102- Thanks for the review!
fanficfreak35- I hope you aren't disappointed with this chapter, keep reviewing!
Lourdes1- Thanks! I am trying to add my own voice into the story because it seems a little bland. I think you're right about the flying thing, but Harry is going to turn out to be above and beyond the restraints of fatigue!
inu-furuba freak- Thank you very much! I hope you enjoy this chapter.
evildemon- I have to admit that part of the reason I am writing this fic is for guilty pleasure- I like writing things the way I want it to turn out. It is a little rushed the way Harry all of sudden has these powers, so I may revise that part of it. Thanks for the review!
KoontzReaderz- I agree. I have so much fun writing this that I kind of write it just to make myself happy about the way things turn out for him, so I rushed his whole power thing. I may revise that. Thanks for the review and keep reading!
jeangab057- I made this chapter longer just for you, lol. Keep reviewing!
Nikki101- Thanks! Keep making any suggestions about ways to make this story better! The Panther will come back into the story later. I just thought that since Harry is amazing at flying and is a Parselmouth, those two transformations would be easiest. The panther is a little different so it should be harder for him.
Also thanks to Gohan00, MuggleNet27, David M. Potter, Dragonstorm316, and Butler. Thanks guys for your great reviews! I'm glad so many people are enjoying my story! Also check out my fluffy one, Happily Ever After, and review!
Chapter 6-
A week later, Harry had completely mastered his Animagus transformation to the Silver-Winged Merlin and the Samaritana Snake, no longer feeling any pain as his body changed. He had tried the Blue Panther but for some reason he hadn't been able to transform completely. The farthest he had gotten was turning his hair a gray-blue color.
He had also taken advantage of the Magic-Concealer he had bought. He had read in his spell book that it was an extremely rare and valuable item, as well as illegal. He eyed the little glass ball, wondering who had used it before him. It had been extremely helpful in practicing his spells- but so far, he hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary about himself; the only signs of the power Dumbledore claimed he had was his ability to do the Animagus transformations.
Harry sighed and went down the stairs to breakfast. At least he had good news for the Dursleys today.
"Uncle Vernon," Harry said cautiously, "I er, have to leave today. The Hog...I mean, the train is leaving to take me to school today."
Uncle Vernon's cheeks puffed out, "I hope," he said, in a dangerous voice, "That you are not expecting us to take you. We have enough on our hands without having to chauffeur you around to places. No, boy, if you want to get to that ruddy school of yours, you're going to have to find a way yourself."
Harry nodded.
"That's what I thought. I asked on of the Aurors...you remember them, don't you? The man with the glass eye. His name's Moody. He'll be coming over to pick me up anytime now."
Aunt Petunia's face paled at the mention of the disfigured Moody.
"Coming....here?" His aunt said faintly. Uncle Vernon was so puffed up Harry though he might explode.
"THAT FREAK WILL NOT BE COMING TO THIS HOUSE!" He bellowed.
Harry frowned. "He is coming, whether you like it or not. He'll be here at eleven. I would have thought you'd be glad to see me go anyway." Harry went back upstairs to his room.
He waved his wand around, over all of the scattered books and clothes, the messy quills and parchments. Everything fell neatly into his trunk. "Locomotor Mortis," he said, levitating the trunk with his wand. He spun around as he heard a light pop. Moody stood behind him.
"Figured out a way to hide all that magic, eh, boy?" Moody gave him a terrifying grin. Harry flushed.
"Oh, so you know about that, do you? One of your Aurors track me all the way down to Knockturn Alley?" Harry asked, fire in his eyes.
"Relax, boy, I wasn't saying It was a bad thing. Dare say you needed to practice what with all that in the proph...." Moody stopped suddenly.
"So Dumbledore's told all of you about the prophecy, then? Glad to know it." Harry said, relieved that he hadn't had to be the one to break the new to all of the Order Members, especially Mr. And Mrs. Weasley.
"Well, let's get goin' then. No point dawdling. Everyone's probably waitin' for you at the platform. Now let me show you think little trick," Moody pointed his wand at the trunk, muttering, "Scrincanus Mortis". The trunk shrunk into the size of a small lightbulb, and Moody tossed it to Harry.
"Learn that in your seventh year, y' will. NEWT Level magic." He growled. Harry stuffed the trunk into the pocket of his khakis.
"So how're we getting to the platform? I can't Apparate yet." Harry said, confused. Moody wasn't holding a broomstick, nor was there a car outside.
"Portkey, of course. Now where did I put it..." He pulled a small item out of his left pocket- a bottlecap. "Activatio," He said, tapping it gently. "All righ' Harry, now it'll activate in ten seconds. It'll take you straight to the barrier. All the Weasleys are waiting for you." Harry took the bottlecap, preparing for it...there, there was the familiar tug at his navel. Harry fell forward and landed with a thump in a heap on the floor. He heard muffled laughter.
"Harry, mate, you aren't exactly great with Portkeys, are you?" Ron laughed in his face. He noticed the Weasleys all grinning. Was that...
"Harry! How absolutely spiffing to see you!" Two loud voices cried in unison. Harry felt himself picked up in a whirl of fuchsia.
"Fred," He gasped, staring at the red-head's shocking pink robes, "What are you wearing?"
Fred and George spun in a circle, bowing. "Our own design you know. We might be thinking about starting a fashion line!" George winked at him.
Harry rolled his eyes.
"All right, all right, enough boys. Look at all those Muggles staring at you two. Through the barrier now- Ginny, you first." Mrs. Weasley said briskly.
Ginny ran straight at the barrier and disappeared. Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked up to it and leaned in, as if resting, and found themselves on Platform 9 ¾.
"Here Gin," Harry said, hauling her trunk onto the train and loading Ron's and Hermione's. He had his own stuffed in his pocket, but he enlarged in and shoved it into the baggage compartment. He made his way down to the Trio's compartment.
Harry sat down comfortably, vaguely noticing Hermione and Ron bickering over the fact that Ron hadn't looked over his books in the summer. Ginny was sitting in the same position as him, and caught her eys on him. She looked pointedly at Ron and Hermione and rolled her eyes. Harry laughed under his breath and mouthed, "When will they ever learn?" Ginny smiled at him.
Hermione turned to Harry. "Well, I think we've been here long enough. It's time for us to go to the prefect's compartment. Come on Harry, we're going to be late for the meeting." She almost forcibly dragged Harry from the room.
"Oh, that Ron!" Hermione exclaimed to Harry, "He could be just as bright as any of us if he'd just try! If he'd just listen to me and try to review some of the stuff we've learned." Hermione was cut short by Harry placing a silencing charm on her. Hermione's eyes widened as she tried to yell but only managed to look like a drowning fish. As her face began to redden in fury, Harry whispered, 'finite incantantem'.
"Harry James Potter," Hermione fumed at him, "How dare you put a Silencing Charm on me? You had no right to! As soon as we get to the castle I am taking away twenty points from Gryffindor!"
Harry smirked cheekily at her. "And I'll just add them back!"
Hermione glared, then slowly began to laugh. "I must've looked mad," She chuckeld ruefully. Harry laughed with her. "Well, when you get started on Ron, you tend to go on for a long time..." Harry and Hermione pushed their way into the prefect's compartment. Harry fidgeted as ten pairs of eyes fixed on him and Hermione.
"Hey Harry, Hermione," Cho Chang, the new Head Girl said, "You're a bit late. We were just handing out the passwords for the prefect's bathrooms. Take that slip of paper and it'll reveal itself."
Harry noticed her obvious avoidance of looking at him, and also noticed Michael Corner glaring as he noticed Cho's and Harry's faint blushes. He and Hermione sat down across from the Hufflepuff Prefects, Hannah Abbott and Ernie Macmillan.
"Glad it's you this year, Harry." Ernie said pompously, shaking Harry's hand. "I have to admit I didn't think Ron Weasley was the most suitable for the job."
Harry didn't answer, but he noticed Hermione give Ernie a cold stare as he greeted her. He laughed inwardly. He would have to do a lot less than he expected to get his two friends together- finally.
Cho began to talk about the various rules and go voer all of the prefect regulations. Harry tuned her out and sat looking onto the hills whizzing past. He was going home. Finally home, to Hogwarts.
An hour later, Harry and Hermione finished their rounds and went back to their compartment to find Ron and Ginny in a heated game of chess. Harry watched curiously as the showdown between the two siblings continued.
"Check," Ron said, satisfaction evident in his voice. Ginny looked him in the eyes with confidence, then moved her piece.
"Checkmate."
Harry had to laugh at the dumbfounded expression on Ron's face as he sputtered, "How...when...what?"
"You cheated Ginny, I know you did!' Ron burst out. Ginny simply smiled up at him innocently.
"No, I didn't, brother dearest. I won fair and square. Haven't burst your ego, have I?" She said sweetly. Harry laughed aloud.
"I can't believe you beat him, Gin! I mean, he's like the Michael Jordan of chess." Harry said. Ginny smiled, but her face was confused.
"Michael who?"
"Never mind," Harry said. Ginny looked down at the board.
"Ohhh, yes. We have a tally going. So far Ron's won two hundred and seventy two, and I've won two hundred. But I am definitely catching up."
Ron pretended not to hear this. Just then, the snack cart went by. Harry jumped up.
"I'll have a little of everything please," He said. Ron shook his head at him, but Harry ignored it. He brought the load of goodies into the compartment. Hermione immediately refused everything.
"Having dentists for parents kind of takes away your appetite for candy," She said distastefully as Harry bit into a pumpkin pasty. Ron went for a Chocolate Frog.
"Please, please be Agrippa," Ron said. He took the card out of the frog and stared at it, stunned.
"Did you get it?" Harry asked with his mouth full.
"Umm...yeah. Yeah, finally, I got it. I'll just put it away now, save it from getting all dirty." Ron started to stuff it into his pockets. Harry pounced on him.
"Oh no you don't. You've been waiting for what, five years for this card? Let me see!" Using his Quidditch reflexes, he grabbed the card out of Ron's hand.
There was silence for a few moments as Harry stared at the card.
"I'm on a Chocolate Frog card?" He asked disbelievingly.
Ron laughed sheepishly. "Guess they made a new bunch of them." Hermione and Ginny crowded around Harry to get a look.
On the small card, a fifteen-year-old Harry stood frowning at the photographer, occasionally brushing his hair out of his eyes. He wore round, wire-rimmed glasses and his scar was faintly visible behind his bangs.
Underneath the picture was a small blurb, reading
Harry Potter
Harry Potter, son of Aurors Lily and James Potter, is the only known wizard to have ever survived the Killing Curse. At the age of one, he defeated the Dark Lord single-handedly, although no one knows exactly how this miracle happened. He has faced the Dark Lord five times, the only wizard alive to have survived more than three meetings with the Dark Lord himself. As of now, Harry is a fifteen-year-old student at Hogwart's School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He was the youngest player in a century to join Gryffindor's Quiddtich team. He enjoys spending time with his best friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger, playing Quidditch, and participates in a school club called the Defense Association, which he leads. As of this year, he is also a prefect. The wizarding world is grateful to the young hero who has protected them and has been a credit to the wizarding world.
Photo Credit: Colin Creevey
Harry's mouth was open in astonishment. Four words came out of his mouth.
"I'm. gonna. kill. Colin."
Harry's best friends were looking at him, afraid of his reaction. Would he be angry that his fame had finally been cemented? Would he go into quiet retrospect? Would he shrug it off and laugh?
Harry looked at their nervous faces and tossed the card back to Ron carelessly.
"You sure you want that, mate?" he asked, afraid of Ron's jealousy. Ron looked at the card.
"Wicked! My name is on a Chocolate Frog card!" Ron shouted happily, "This is a first for any Weasley! Bill and Charlie and Percy and the twins were never mentioned on one to these!'
Harry grinned and fell back to his Pasties while Hermione opened Hogwarts: A History.
No one noticed as Ginny opened a Chocolate Frog and stared at the card, gently placing it in her pocket.
Hermione was roused out of her book as she said, "I think we'd all better get ready. We'll stay in here. Girls need privacy, you two change in the bathroom."
Harry and Ron groaned and stepped out.
"I hate being a man," Ron grumbled, "Why do men have to do everything? Pay for dates. Fight the wars. Work. We even have to ask the girl to marry us!"
Harry nodded fervently as they changed and went back into the compartment. The entire train heard Hermione's shriek.
"Don't you KNOW you have to KNOCK?!" She shouted at the top of her lungs. Ron slunk back from the compartment, his face scarlet with embarrassment. Harry jumped out as well.
"Did I....did I just see Hermione in her...undergarments?" Ron asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah, mate, if you saw what I saw." Harry's face was warm.
The two cleared their throats and knocked before they heard a quiet 'come in' from Ginny.
Harry and Ron sat down, avoiding Hermione's eyes. Ron had gone a starling shade of maroon, and Harry was becoming worried about him. All three sat in an uncomfortable silence. Ginny broke it.
"Oh, come on you three. You've been friend for five years, I think you are allowed to have seen the other person...not fully dressed. Relax!"
Hermione sniffed. "I'm not mad about that. But they should have had the manners to knock," She said prissily. Ron looked like he wanted to make a retort, but bit his tongue.
"Oh, look!" Harry said excitedly, his heart lifting, "There's the castle! And the lake!"
The four friends stared out the window at their beloved school, memories floating through their minds, unaware of how much was to happen to them there that very year and in the future.
A/N- I need reviews guys! Sorry it took me so long to update, but I won't give you any more chapters until I get more REVIEWS! mwa