The Hogwarts express

All too quickly for Harry the rest of the summer went past and he was spending his last evening with Hermione at her house. They had been to Diagon ally that day to collect their books for the next year. It felt strange that they were know buying books for there N.E.W.T.S (nastily exhausting Wizarding tests) because Harry still remembered his first day as though it as yesterday. And he still didn't like Snape.

For there last night Mrs. Granger had cooked an amazing roast dinner, roast beef, boiled potatoes, roast potatoes, mashed potatoes, Yorkshire puddings, sausages wrapped in bacon and thick homemade gravy. There was also home made apple sauce as well. After Harry and Hermione went up to bed, they had to be up early the next morning and wanted to get an early night... or at least early compared to what they were used to.

When Harry and Hermione finally got into bed though some forty minutes later (Hermione had spent a long time in the bathroom) Harry didn't feel remotely bit tired and he found himself again thinking about the prophecy and about the order of the phoenix. He so desperately wanted to talk about it but he wasn't sure weather Hermione would understand or not. He was just about to speak to Hermione when she said 'oh I cant wait to go back to school tomorrow' she said in an almost wistful voice ' I cant wait to see everybody and it will be a lot better for you as well Harry as they know that you are telling the truth about Voldermort and how he has returned it will make your year much more enjoyable.'

Harry thought about this and he replied ' I know it will be much better but i'm still going to miss playing quiditch I don't think I could spend another year watching the cup won or lost I really want to be playing it.'

Harry felt Hermione's soft breath on his cheek. She had obviously got out of bed and she had come and sat on the side of his bed to talk. She bent low down and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

'What was that for' Harry asked in a shocked voice

'Being you Harry' Hermione replied and with a kiss on his lips she got up and went back to bed.

Harry slept very well for his last night. He dreamed about Hermione again... she weaved in and out of his dreams each time she appeared she was wearing less and less clothes... no shirt.... No shirt or skirt.... No bra.... No knickers... Harry reached out to hold Hermione in his arms....

'Harry you must get up we've got to get up and go we're leaving in 15 minutes Harry could feel that he was still thinking of his dream and his penis was still hard..

'I shouldn't be thinking of Hermione in this way' he said to himself. Hermione had already returned back downstairs and Harry changed quickly and carried his trunk downstairs and into the boot of Mr. Granger's car. Within 5 minutes they were silently sitting in the back of Mr. Granger's car and were on their way to Charring Cross station. It took a lot longer to get there in a Muggle car as you got stuck in the traffic but in very little time they arrived at the station and, trunks loaded onto the one trolley Harry and Hermione turned to say goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Granger.

'Thank you for having me' Harry said shaking Mr. grangers hand and then turning to face Mrs. Granger he said ' I had a really good time it was great to be somewhere that people don't flinch every time I walk into a room'

'That's ok Harry' said Mrs. Granger ' it was a pleasure having you and you are always welcome... after all we are your designated carer now but I still think it best that you stay with your aunt and uncle at least for the time being.

With that Harry and Hermione walked into the station and carefully hand in hand walked between the wall between platforms nine and ten.

Sitting there belching black steam everywhere was the crimson train that would take Harry back to his spiritual home. Harry was just thinking about getting back when he heard his name shouted across the station.

'HARRY, HERMIONE' it was Ron and he came running over. Harry quickly let go of Hermione's hand. They needed to tell him they were an item rather then him finding out like that.

'What have you to been up to all summer then' Ron asked inquisitively. 'I've spent the summer back at The Burrow. I've really been practising quiditch for the next year. I got mum to charm an old quaffle so that it would fly at the hoops. Sort of like a bluddger so that I could practise saving it. It was quite good actually i've improved loads to be honest I think that we will have a better chance of winning the cup again this year.'

'Less of the we Ron mate I can't play remember. Life long suspension. If you remember' Harry said in a hollow voice

'Ah you're only suspended as long as that stupid Umbridge woman was at Hogwarts' Ron responded

'Maybe we will have to wait and see.'

The journey to Hogwarts was uneventful and Harry saw a few of his old friends who all shouted out to him. Eventually the Hogwarts express pulled into Hogsmede station and there was the usual rush to get off the train.

Harry Hermione and Ron were just getting off the train when they heard the usual call of ' firs yers this way common mov along now'

'Hi Hagrid' the trio called to Hagrid. He acknowledged them with a wave and the trio got into the now not horseless driven carriages carry them up to the school. The bumpy ride took no time at all. As the three friends walked into the hall they sat down at their table and waited for the welcoming feast to begin.