Chapter Two – Where's Harry?
Ron Weasley was not a happy person, and that was probably the world's largest understatement. He, his sister Ginny, and his twin brothers Fred and George, quietly made their way onto the Express and to the last coach. Ron opened the door to find that Hermione was already there, looking out the window, tears rolling down her cheeks. Ron sat down beside her and pulled her into his arms and she gratefully buried her head on his chest. Ginny sat beside him and the twins sat across from them. The twins took one look at Ron and Hermione then linked arms, trying to keep their own emotions at bay. The ride was a long, quiet one and the surprising thing was they didn't have their usual encounter with Draco Malfoy, not that they really missed that. A Seventh Year came to their coach and told them that they were arriving at Hogwarts so the boys stood outside while the girls changed, then they switched places. After Ron and Hermione had pinned their Prefects badges on Hermione pulled out another, the name Harry Potter written on it, then put it back in her pocket. The train stopped and all the students piled off, waving, smiling and calling to their friends.
'None of the students know,' thought Hermione as she watched a sad Hagrid lead the First Years, 'Dumbledore will probably announce it at dinner.' Ron took her hand, breaking her out of her thoughts, smiled sadly down at her and she found herself giving him a small smile of her own.
"Come on you two, we're gonna be late for the feast," said Fred smiling a little at the two of them. Ron and Hermione ran over to where they had a carriage waiting for them.
"It'll be alright, 'Mione," said Ron helping her in, silently wishing he could believe his own words.
They walked towards the Gryffindor Table, looking at the Staff Table as they did so. They noticed that all the Staff members, even Snape, had solemn looks on their faces. Sitting beside Snape was Remus, quietly talking to him.
"Poor guy, he's practically a second Godfather to Harry, or an uncle or something," said Ron quietly.
"Imagine how 'Snuffles' must be taking this," said Hermione in reply as they sat down. Just as they had been seated Seamus turned to them and asked,
"Where's Harry?" Just as they were about to answer the doors to the Great Hall burst open making everyone turn to see what happened.
"It can't be..." said Fred and George in amazement.
Ron Weasley was not a happy person, and that was probably the world's largest understatement. He, his sister Ginny, and his twin brothers Fred and George, quietly made their way onto the Express and to the last coach. Ron opened the door to find that Hermione was already there, looking out the window, tears rolling down her cheeks. Ron sat down beside her and pulled her into his arms and she gratefully buried her head on his chest. Ginny sat beside him and the twins sat across from them. The twins took one look at Ron and Hermione then linked arms, trying to keep their own emotions at bay. The ride was a long, quiet one and the surprising thing was they didn't have their usual encounter with Draco Malfoy, not that they really missed that. A Seventh Year came to their coach and told them that they were arriving at Hogwarts so the boys stood outside while the girls changed, then they switched places. After Ron and Hermione had pinned their Prefects badges on Hermione pulled out another, the name Harry Potter written on it, then put it back in her pocket. The train stopped and all the students piled off, waving, smiling and calling to their friends.
'None of the students know,' thought Hermione as she watched a sad Hagrid lead the First Years, 'Dumbledore will probably announce it at dinner.' Ron took her hand, breaking her out of her thoughts, smiled sadly down at her and she found herself giving him a small smile of her own.
"Come on you two, we're gonna be late for the feast," said Fred smiling a little at the two of them. Ron and Hermione ran over to where they had a carriage waiting for them.
"It'll be alright, 'Mione," said Ron helping her in, silently wishing he could believe his own words.
They walked towards the Gryffindor Table, looking at the Staff Table as they did so. They noticed that all the Staff members, even Snape, had solemn looks on their faces. Sitting beside Snape was Remus, quietly talking to him.
"Poor guy, he's practically a second Godfather to Harry, or an uncle or something," said Ron quietly.
"Imagine how 'Snuffles' must be taking this," said Hermione in reply as they sat down. Just as they had been seated Seamus turned to them and asked,
"Where's Harry?" Just as they were about to answer the doors to the Great Hall burst open making everyone turn to see what happened.
"It can't be..." said Fred and George in amazement.