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Chapter 2

They got off the train and heard

"Firs' years over here firs' years this way," it was their friend from the start Hagrid.

They all waved to them and he waved back. They went and found an empty horseless carriage and climbed in. Neville decided to ride with them.

"So what do you think will happen this year?" Neville asked.

"I don't know," Harry said looking out the window at the tall, dark castle.

"We'll be studying for N.E.W.T.s a lot this year," Hermione said almost cheerfully.

Ron groaned and said, "Don't remind me."

"What classes did you take this year Harry?" Hermoine asked.

"Well that's a dumb question I've taken the same classes as Ron for years," Harry answered, irritated.

"Sheesh. Alright. I thought maybe you had taken different ones since you want to be an auror," Hermoine answered.

"Maybe that's what I'd like to be too Hermione," Ron answered. "I think if I've work hard that I might be able to become one."

"If you set your mind too it, I know you can," she said defending herself. They tend to get into fights over the littlest stuff. The carriage finally came to a stop.

"Here we are," Harry said glad to be home.

They climbed out of the carriage and walked up the path through the two large front doors. They looked around the entrance hall. There was the staircase and the way you go to the dungeons and the same old stuff as always. They all turned and walked in the entrance hall.

There were the four house tables. All the Gryffondor's sat down at their table. Finally, once all the four houses had sat down and got situated, the doors swung open and the first years entered the hall.

"This years first years look like a small class," Hermione said.

"Yeah," Harry answered.

They got to the front and Professor Mcgonall called up the first year.

"Griffith, Henry!" she said loudly.

A fat greasy, black haired kid walked up sat on the stool with the sorting hat on his head. Harry owed that hat a lot of gratitude. It had not put him in Slytherin and let him draw the sword from it in the Chamber of Secrets in the kids second year.

"Ravenclaw!" the sorting hat yelled.

Thunderous applause came from the Ravenclaw table as the boy sat down.

The sorting hat ceremony continued until finally Michael Yarebourough got chosen for Gryffondor.

Professor Dumbledore stood up and said, "Before we start eating, there are a few announcements I need to make as usual."

He said the usual ones and then said, "No students besides prefects will be allowed out on the school grounds after dark."

"Prefects will be patrolling the grounds and will enforce this rule firmly," Dumbledore said in almost a commanding voice.

"Also, Professor Mcgonall has something she needs to say," Dumbledore said, then sat down.

"As you know, the Defense Against the Dark Arts position was open this summer," she said, "This years Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher will be taught by the headmaster, Professor Dumbledore."

The Gryffondor's applauded loudly as the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff tables did too. The Syltherins sat in silence.

"He'll be the best one yet!" Ron yelled above the applause.

"Yeah," Harry agreed.

"Now that's out of the way let the feast begin!" Professor Dumbledore yelled, cheerfully.

"YES!" Ron yelled.

"Thought it was never coming," Ron quickly started taking care of business.

The four houses ate happy to be back. Ron ate more that Harry and Hermione put together. They talked about how Dumbledore would be the best DADA teacher yet.

Finally Dumbledore stood up and said, "Alright, Prefects, lead you houses to the dormitories."

Ron and Hermione hurried up to the end of the table to get with the other Gryffondor prefects. Harry walked over and joined Dean, Seamus, and Neville.

A/N: There it is. Hope everyone likes it so far. I'll keep posting as quickly as I can. I need more reviews! So you all can take care of that. See ya'll next time then. Oh yeah lay off the flames.