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A/N: I can't believe it and you all probably can't either. I am just on a roll. Hopefully as soon as I finish this one I can keep up the writing on my other stories. I can't thank you all enough for all of the great reviews; they are definitely helping with the flow of my motivation. I just thought that I would tell you ahead of time so that you don't get confused. Harry's Slytherin friends are Draco, Blaise Zabini (Boy), Pansy Parkinson, and Millicent Bulstrode. Weasley will get what is coming to him soon, I haven't forgotten about the little pecker head.
Chapter Twelve: Going Home
Draco and Harry had just sat down in their compartment on the train when the door had slammed open and Blaise, Pansy and Millicent slid in and sat across from them. Blaise was sitting in between the two girls looking very smug. Harry started laughing when saw Blaise casually put both arms behind the girls resting them on the back of the seat. "Are you trying to be sly Blaise?" Harry asked jokingly. It had been a long running joke that Blaise would never get a girlfriend and keep her because he was a shameless flirt. Blaise would just laugh it off and continue his awful attempts at flirting.
"Why Harry, how did you ever guess?" Blaise shot back smiling brightly.
Draco watched the witty retorts go back and forth between the two and shook his head in silent laughter. Pansy and Millicent laughed as well. Those three had been friends since they were toddlers, Blaise had a mean protective streak when it came to his surrogate sisters and Draco would almost feel sorry for the bastard that ever hurt either of them. Then again he would probably pull up and chair and watch. Blaise had always been the most vindictive and creative person that he had ever met beside his father and his Godfather Professor Snape. He and Harry needed to get him on in the plans for Weasley. He had been horrified at what Harry had told him that Ron had done to Hermione. He was almost glad that it was Harry that has saved her because if it had been him he would have killed the bastard on the spot and then he would have been in Azkaban rotting away for the rest of his life or at least until he went insane.
"So Draco, what are you and Harry going to get up to at the Manor?" Pansy asked still giggling at Blaise's goofing off.
Draco looked up at Pansy and grinned, "Oh you know, the usual. Murder and mayhem, seeing old friends, and plotting the demise of a mutual enemy, nothing unusual." He said watching Harry collapse on the seat beside him laughing.
"You are such a twit, Harry." Draco said to the red-faced boy still on the floor holding his sides from laughing so hard. Harry was just about to get up off the floor when the compartment door slid open again this time however revealing Ron, Seamus and Dean.
"Oh don't get off the floor Potter, that's a good place for you." Ron sneered. Seamus and Dean snickered loudly. Draco was seething in anger. He had hoped to Merlin that Weasley would not show his face on the train but he now knew that it had been a fruitless prayer. Now he just hoped that Harry wouldn't kill the pathetic bastard.
"You know Weasel, you and your little cronies are outnumbered and if you wish to make it off this train alive I suggest that you get the Fuck Out Of Here!" Blaise seethed, his voice getting louder with each word. He knew that Draco and Harry would kill the little prick before any of them could stop them, especially if the idiot said anything about Hermione.
Ron looked at Blaise with disgust, "Why are we interrupting a private show with your two whores?" he spat out looking at the girls on either side of him.
Ron didn't know what hit him. Blaise was out of his seat and had Ron by the throat and was smashing his head against the wall in the span of two seconds. Seamus and Dean stood rooted at the spot still in shock at the speed of the attack. They sudden where snapped out of their trance and went for their wands.
Harry's vision was clouding with rage, he watched as the two Gryffindors went for their wands. Blaise wouldn't stand a chance if they got to them. On instinct Harry raised his hand, the three Gryffindors where blown back into the hallway with a resounding crack as their heads hit the wall. He could see a small trickle of blood sliding down the side of Weasley's neck. Anger still clouding his mind Harry stood over the three fallen Gryffindors, and with a small wave of his hand he whispered, "Obliviate."
The other occupants of the compartment stared in shock at the raw power that Harry was using. When Harry finally looked back up at his friends he just shrugged at their open mouths.
"Can't have them running back to old Dumbledore now can we?" He said as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "He is lucky that I didn't kill him, but mark my words I won't hold back next time." He started dragging the unconscious boy into the compartment and Draco and Blaise jumped in and helped with the other two. Once they had them sitting on the seats the slid the door shut and spelled it locked until the train arrived at the station. The five Slytherin students then hurried to the other end of the train. It wouldn't do any of them any good to be any where near that compartment when the train reached the station. The rest of the trip went by with out any other interruptions and they soon found themselves out on the Platform looking for their parents.
~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~
Hermione was pacing the study nervously. Something was wrong with her; she could feel something was off in her body. She had noticed it for the first time a couple of days ago when she was reading through her Dark Arts essay. She couldn't put her finger on what was wrong. Maybe she was coming down with something, she would have to see if she could get Professor Snape to brew her up a Pepper-Up potion when he brought Harry and Draco back to the Manor. Hermione smiled, she couldn't wait to see Harry. He had told her how different he looked and she couldn't wait to see for herself. Although she was sure that he would be happy at how she looked now too.
Since being away from Hogwarts and under the care of Draco's mum she had started looking like she did before, granite there was still a way to go before she gained back everything that she had lost in the past two years but she was working on it slowly. She knew that Harry would be happy with the little improvement that he would be able to see in her. Hermione didn't know what she would have done without Harry. He had been her steadfast anchor and lifeline in her life and she hoped with all of her heart that he would always be there for her. She remembered how her mother had always been there for her before she had gone off to Hogwarts and how she had been the one to comfort her when she had come home from school crying because of getting picked on. Now it seemed like when something happened she had started turning to Harry for the comfort and reassurances that everything would be all right.
Hermione had been keeping in contact with her mother over the phone. She had been pleasantly surprised when she found that the Malfoy's had a phone and electricity in their home. She had explained to her mother that she was fine and that there was no way that she could go back to Hogwarts and be safe. Her mother had agreed not to mention to anyone that she knew where Hermione was at as long as she kept in constant contact with her. In the phone conversations that she had had with her mother she had found out that things where not so great in the Granger household. Her father wanted a divorce. He said that since Hermione had gone off to Hogwarts and had been thrown into the wizarding world he couldn't handle the stress of everything that was going on. Her mother had said that she had read between the lines at the lame excuses and figured that their was someone that he was seeing. She said that it didn't hurt as much as she thought it would. Hermione was glad that her mother wasn't taking it too hard and was relieved in a way that they where getting a divorce. Her father had been the kindest man her whole childhood but as soon as he found out that his daughter was a witch he had wanted nothing to do with her and had constantly tried to get her mother to agree to not letting her go to Hogwarts. Her mother has stood beside Hermione's decision to go regardless to what her father thought and she was happy that her mother could get away from the man.
Hermione had asked Narcissa and Lucius if it would be ok for her mother to visit on Christmas day and they had both thought that it would be ok. Narcissa had to talk Lucius into letting the girl's mother come after Hermione had asked. She had argued that this would be helping her heal and there was no reason why she couldn't come. Lucius had agreed albeit grudgingly, in the end.
Hermione was brought sharply out of her thoughts when she heard her name shouted from the living room. Harry was finally here.
A/N: I can't believe it and you all probably can't either. I am just on a roll. Hopefully as soon as I finish this one I can keep up the writing on my other stories. I can't thank you all enough for all of the great reviews; they are definitely helping with the flow of my motivation. I just thought that I would tell you ahead of time so that you don't get confused. Harry's Slytherin friends are Draco, Blaise Zabini (Boy), Pansy Parkinson, and Millicent Bulstrode. Weasley will get what is coming to him soon, I haven't forgotten about the little pecker head.
Chapter Twelve: Going Home
Draco and Harry had just sat down in their compartment on the train when the door had slammed open and Blaise, Pansy and Millicent slid in and sat across from them. Blaise was sitting in between the two girls looking very smug. Harry started laughing when saw Blaise casually put both arms behind the girls resting them on the back of the seat. "Are you trying to be sly Blaise?" Harry asked jokingly. It had been a long running joke that Blaise would never get a girlfriend and keep her because he was a shameless flirt. Blaise would just laugh it off and continue his awful attempts at flirting.
"Why Harry, how did you ever guess?" Blaise shot back smiling brightly.
Draco watched the witty retorts go back and forth between the two and shook his head in silent laughter. Pansy and Millicent laughed as well. Those three had been friends since they were toddlers, Blaise had a mean protective streak when it came to his surrogate sisters and Draco would almost feel sorry for the bastard that ever hurt either of them. Then again he would probably pull up and chair and watch. Blaise had always been the most vindictive and creative person that he had ever met beside his father and his Godfather Professor Snape. He and Harry needed to get him on in the plans for Weasley. He had been horrified at what Harry had told him that Ron had done to Hermione. He was almost glad that it was Harry that has saved her because if it had been him he would have killed the bastard on the spot and then he would have been in Azkaban rotting away for the rest of his life or at least until he went insane.
"So Draco, what are you and Harry going to get up to at the Manor?" Pansy asked still giggling at Blaise's goofing off.
Draco looked up at Pansy and grinned, "Oh you know, the usual. Murder and mayhem, seeing old friends, and plotting the demise of a mutual enemy, nothing unusual." He said watching Harry collapse on the seat beside him laughing.
"You are such a twit, Harry." Draco said to the red-faced boy still on the floor holding his sides from laughing so hard. Harry was just about to get up off the floor when the compartment door slid open again this time however revealing Ron, Seamus and Dean.
"Oh don't get off the floor Potter, that's a good place for you." Ron sneered. Seamus and Dean snickered loudly. Draco was seething in anger. He had hoped to Merlin that Weasley would not show his face on the train but he now knew that it had been a fruitless prayer. Now he just hoped that Harry wouldn't kill the pathetic bastard.
"You know Weasel, you and your little cronies are outnumbered and if you wish to make it off this train alive I suggest that you get the Fuck Out Of Here!" Blaise seethed, his voice getting louder with each word. He knew that Draco and Harry would kill the little prick before any of them could stop them, especially if the idiot said anything about Hermione.
Ron looked at Blaise with disgust, "Why are we interrupting a private show with your two whores?" he spat out looking at the girls on either side of him.
Ron didn't know what hit him. Blaise was out of his seat and had Ron by the throat and was smashing his head against the wall in the span of two seconds. Seamus and Dean stood rooted at the spot still in shock at the speed of the attack. They sudden where snapped out of their trance and went for their wands.
Harry's vision was clouding with rage, he watched as the two Gryffindors went for their wands. Blaise wouldn't stand a chance if they got to them. On instinct Harry raised his hand, the three Gryffindors where blown back into the hallway with a resounding crack as their heads hit the wall. He could see a small trickle of blood sliding down the side of Weasley's neck. Anger still clouding his mind Harry stood over the three fallen Gryffindors, and with a small wave of his hand he whispered, "Obliviate."
The other occupants of the compartment stared in shock at the raw power that Harry was using. When Harry finally looked back up at his friends he just shrugged at their open mouths.
"Can't have them running back to old Dumbledore now can we?" He said as if nothing out of the ordinary had happened. "He is lucky that I didn't kill him, but mark my words I won't hold back next time." He started dragging the unconscious boy into the compartment and Draco and Blaise jumped in and helped with the other two. Once they had them sitting on the seats the slid the door shut and spelled it locked until the train arrived at the station. The five Slytherin students then hurried to the other end of the train. It wouldn't do any of them any good to be any where near that compartment when the train reached the station. The rest of the trip went by with out any other interruptions and they soon found themselves out on the Platform looking for their parents.
~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~
Hermione was pacing the study nervously. Something was wrong with her; she could feel something was off in her body. She had noticed it for the first time a couple of days ago when she was reading through her Dark Arts essay. She couldn't put her finger on what was wrong. Maybe she was coming down with something, she would have to see if she could get Professor Snape to brew her up a Pepper-Up potion when he brought Harry and Draco back to the Manor. Hermione smiled, she couldn't wait to see Harry. He had told her how different he looked and she couldn't wait to see for herself. Although she was sure that he would be happy at how she looked now too.
Since being away from Hogwarts and under the care of Draco's mum she had started looking like she did before, granite there was still a way to go before she gained back everything that she had lost in the past two years but she was working on it slowly. She knew that Harry would be happy with the little improvement that he would be able to see in her. Hermione didn't know what she would have done without Harry. He had been her steadfast anchor and lifeline in her life and she hoped with all of her heart that he would always be there for her. She remembered how her mother had always been there for her before she had gone off to Hogwarts and how she had been the one to comfort her when she had come home from school crying because of getting picked on. Now it seemed like when something happened she had started turning to Harry for the comfort and reassurances that everything would be all right.
Hermione had been keeping in contact with her mother over the phone. She had been pleasantly surprised when she found that the Malfoy's had a phone and electricity in their home. She had explained to her mother that she was fine and that there was no way that she could go back to Hogwarts and be safe. Her mother had agreed not to mention to anyone that she knew where Hermione was at as long as she kept in constant contact with her. In the phone conversations that she had had with her mother she had found out that things where not so great in the Granger household. Her father wanted a divorce. He said that since Hermione had gone off to Hogwarts and had been thrown into the wizarding world he couldn't handle the stress of everything that was going on. Her mother had said that she had read between the lines at the lame excuses and figured that their was someone that he was seeing. She said that it didn't hurt as much as she thought it would. Hermione was glad that her mother wasn't taking it too hard and was relieved in a way that they where getting a divorce. Her father had been the kindest man her whole childhood but as soon as he found out that his daughter was a witch he had wanted nothing to do with her and had constantly tried to get her mother to agree to not letting her go to Hogwarts. Her mother has stood beside Hermione's decision to go regardless to what her father thought and she was happy that her mother could get away from the man.
Hermione had asked Narcissa and Lucius if it would be ok for her mother to visit on Christmas day and they had both thought that it would be ok. Narcissa had to talk Lucius into letting the girl's mother come after Hermione had asked. She had argued that this would be helping her heal and there was no reason why she couldn't come. Lucius had agreed albeit grudgingly, in the end.
Hermione was brought sharply out of her thoughts when she heard her name shouted from the living room. Harry was finally here.