A/N: Thanks for the reviews. Here's chapter two, I'll try to update on this
story a bit quicker since Smile Empty Soul is about over.
Chapter 2
Harry followed the large crowd of students into the large Hogwarts Great Hall. Harry tried to ignore the stares and whispering that was going on all around him. Harry groaned when he saw Malfoy. Apparently he had gotten off easy because he hadn't been a Death Eater when the others were arrested; either that or he paid the ministry off. Harry preferred the second one just so he knew Malfoy was still guilty and he deserved to be alone, with both his parents' dead.
"Potter, fancy seeing you here, I though for sure you had died." Draco Malfoy drawled narrowing his eyes at him.
"You wish. I guess your beloved master wasn't so lucky for a second time. Neither were your parents." Harry said sneering at him. Harry had been at edge lately; he felt disgusting he had murdered so many people the night Voldemort attacked. Even if the men and women he had murdered where Death Eaters, cold heartless murderers themselves. Harry was about to whip his wand out when Hermione found her way to him. Harry felt awful also about what had happened to Hermione. She had been held captive in the Malfoy Manor for a week when Voldemort attacked in a guerilla like warfare taking prisoners who he murdered maliciously. Luckily Hermione survived, none of then knew how for she had no wand and no contact with anyone.
"Harry lets go, please." Hermione said tugging at his sleeve. Hermione looked at Malfoy and gave a weak smile that Harry was surprised to see. Malfoy didn't look the least bit disgusted by the sight of her, he almost looked happy. If that was possible.
Harry hurried and took his seat next to Ron. Hermione sat on the other side of him and broke into fresh tears. Silently Ron held her as the frantic movement of people completely ignored them. Harry sat quietly he too tried hard not to break into tears. He had to watch Ginny die at the feet of Bellatrix, that night had been terrible, many of their fellow friends had died trying to protect them, to bring the downfall of Voldemort.
"Welcome back students, for another exciting year at Hogwarts," Dumbledore started standing up in front of the school.
"Let the sorting begin!" He exclaimed as Professor McGonagall brought out a four-legged stool and set a lifeless brown tattered hat on top of it. Suddenly the hat broke out into a poem and everybody listened intently as it spoke. When it ended the school cheered and the hat suddenly became lifeless again.
"Adams, Jack." Professor McGonagall called out of a frightened young boy with black hair and dark blue eyes made his way to the chair.
"Slytherin!" The hat bellowed and a loud cheer erupted from the Snake House. Harry noticed that Hermione's eyes had once again wondered to where Malfoy was seated, but Harry decided against pointing that out. She didn't need more harassing lately. She had been through a lot back in March, April, and May.
The Sorting hat had already flew through the A's and B's when Harry snapped back to reality. He peered down to the end of his table and noticed about ten new students sitting there.
"Cardin, Harry." Professor McGonagall called as a boy with blonde hair and brown eyes, nervously made his way to the front.
"Ravenclaw!" The hat yelled sending the kid running to table where everyone was cheering him on. Harry slipped back into another daze getting bored with the Sorting when a familiar name was called out.
"Dursley, Dudley." McGonagall called as a giant boy about the age 17 waddled to the front. Harry laughed when he heard snickers sweep through the crowd.
"Students may I have your attention?" Dumbledore said as the room hushed.
"This is Dudley Dursley. He will be joining us this year, and he will be graduating with the rest of you 7th years at the end of the term.
"Mr. Dursley will be to be treated like a regular student, and if not I will hear about it. Thank you." Dumbledore said sitting back down as McGonagall placed the hat on Dudley's head.
The hat sat thinking for quite some while until it finally called out, "Best be Slytherin!"
Harry sat gaping as Dudley found him and met his eyes. Harry looked at him loathing and watched as Dudley planted himself next to the 7th years. Harry for once noticed that many Slytherins' were gone. Crabbe was gone, so was Goyle, Pansy, Blaise, Millicent, and many others Harry had seen during the night of the Final Battle.
"...Tuck in!" Dumbledore called. Harry had completely lost himself in thought and was surprised that he was so dazed that he had missed the rest of the sorting and most of Dumbledores' amusing welcome back speech.
"Harry, are you all right?" Ron asked looking him over.
"Yeah I'm fine." Harry answered, but he really wasn't he was aching inside, he thought he could keel over and die.
"You look terrible." Hermione said reaching around Ron to touch his big bony hands.
"Thanks a lot, Hermione." Harry said smiling at her.
"No Harry, not that way, you look sickly, your so thin!" Hermione said before ordering him to eat. Harry took a few bites of food and decided that he wanted to eat. The Dursley's had made him whatever he wanted that summer but it was always of poor quality and Harry usually ended up just making it disappear so his Uncle didn't blow up at him for wasting perfectly good food.
"You cousin is in Slytherin, he will really torment you, but how'd he get in Slytherin he is a mudblood?" Ron said looking at Dudley at the next table over.
"It's your qualities not you blood type, Ron." Hermione answered distantly. Harry looked over at her and noticed once again she was staring over at the Slytherin table and he gaze wasn't directed at the loathsome Dudley.
A/N: Hope you like. Please review. Don't flame me for having Hermione seem out of character, I will explain later. Promise.
Chapter 2
Harry followed the large crowd of students into the large Hogwarts Great Hall. Harry tried to ignore the stares and whispering that was going on all around him. Harry groaned when he saw Malfoy. Apparently he had gotten off easy because he hadn't been a Death Eater when the others were arrested; either that or he paid the ministry off. Harry preferred the second one just so he knew Malfoy was still guilty and he deserved to be alone, with both his parents' dead.
"Potter, fancy seeing you here, I though for sure you had died." Draco Malfoy drawled narrowing his eyes at him.
"You wish. I guess your beloved master wasn't so lucky for a second time. Neither were your parents." Harry said sneering at him. Harry had been at edge lately; he felt disgusting he had murdered so many people the night Voldemort attacked. Even if the men and women he had murdered where Death Eaters, cold heartless murderers themselves. Harry was about to whip his wand out when Hermione found her way to him. Harry felt awful also about what had happened to Hermione. She had been held captive in the Malfoy Manor for a week when Voldemort attacked in a guerilla like warfare taking prisoners who he murdered maliciously. Luckily Hermione survived, none of then knew how for she had no wand and no contact with anyone.
"Harry lets go, please." Hermione said tugging at his sleeve. Hermione looked at Malfoy and gave a weak smile that Harry was surprised to see. Malfoy didn't look the least bit disgusted by the sight of her, he almost looked happy. If that was possible.
Harry hurried and took his seat next to Ron. Hermione sat on the other side of him and broke into fresh tears. Silently Ron held her as the frantic movement of people completely ignored them. Harry sat quietly he too tried hard not to break into tears. He had to watch Ginny die at the feet of Bellatrix, that night had been terrible, many of their fellow friends had died trying to protect them, to bring the downfall of Voldemort.
"Welcome back students, for another exciting year at Hogwarts," Dumbledore started standing up in front of the school.
"Let the sorting begin!" He exclaimed as Professor McGonagall brought out a four-legged stool and set a lifeless brown tattered hat on top of it. Suddenly the hat broke out into a poem and everybody listened intently as it spoke. When it ended the school cheered and the hat suddenly became lifeless again.
"Adams, Jack." Professor McGonagall called out of a frightened young boy with black hair and dark blue eyes made his way to the chair.
"Slytherin!" The hat bellowed and a loud cheer erupted from the Snake House. Harry noticed that Hermione's eyes had once again wondered to where Malfoy was seated, but Harry decided against pointing that out. She didn't need more harassing lately. She had been through a lot back in March, April, and May.
The Sorting hat had already flew through the A's and B's when Harry snapped back to reality. He peered down to the end of his table and noticed about ten new students sitting there.
"Cardin, Harry." Professor McGonagall called as a boy with blonde hair and brown eyes, nervously made his way to the front.
"Ravenclaw!" The hat yelled sending the kid running to table where everyone was cheering him on. Harry slipped back into another daze getting bored with the Sorting when a familiar name was called out.
"Dursley, Dudley." McGonagall called as a giant boy about the age 17 waddled to the front. Harry laughed when he heard snickers sweep through the crowd.
"Students may I have your attention?" Dumbledore said as the room hushed.
"This is Dudley Dursley. He will be joining us this year, and he will be graduating with the rest of you 7th years at the end of the term.
"Mr. Dursley will be to be treated like a regular student, and if not I will hear about it. Thank you." Dumbledore said sitting back down as McGonagall placed the hat on Dudley's head.
The hat sat thinking for quite some while until it finally called out, "Best be Slytherin!"
Harry sat gaping as Dudley found him and met his eyes. Harry looked at him loathing and watched as Dudley planted himself next to the 7th years. Harry for once noticed that many Slytherins' were gone. Crabbe was gone, so was Goyle, Pansy, Blaise, Millicent, and many others Harry had seen during the night of the Final Battle.
"...Tuck in!" Dumbledore called. Harry had completely lost himself in thought and was surprised that he was so dazed that he had missed the rest of the sorting and most of Dumbledores' amusing welcome back speech.
"Harry, are you all right?" Ron asked looking him over.
"Yeah I'm fine." Harry answered, but he really wasn't he was aching inside, he thought he could keel over and die.
"You look terrible." Hermione said reaching around Ron to touch his big bony hands.
"Thanks a lot, Hermione." Harry said smiling at her.
"No Harry, not that way, you look sickly, your so thin!" Hermione said before ordering him to eat. Harry took a few bites of food and decided that he wanted to eat. The Dursley's had made him whatever he wanted that summer but it was always of poor quality and Harry usually ended up just making it disappear so his Uncle didn't blow up at him for wasting perfectly good food.
"You cousin is in Slytherin, he will really torment you, but how'd he get in Slytherin he is a mudblood?" Ron said looking at Dudley at the next table over.
"It's your qualities not you blood type, Ron." Hermione answered distantly. Harry looked over at her and noticed once again she was staring over at the Slytherin table and he gaze wasn't directed at the loathsome Dudley.
A/N: Hope you like. Please review. Don't flame me for having Hermione seem out of character, I will explain later. Promise.