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Author's Note: Well, I'm now onto the 3rd chapter!! See, I'm pretty fast haha. So far I've got 3 reviews so I'm feeling pretty swell, though I'd like more I would have to say. Hope you like the story so far, yea I know we haven't gotten to far into Hogwarts, but I'm getting there, haha, actually, they're on the train in this chapter. So, grab some popcorn and sit down and read.
Wreckage of the Goblins:
Harry sighed as he watched the Dursleys drive away. Neither Hermione or Ron had come up with a way to bring him to their house. They had thousands of excuses, but Harry knew that someone most likely did not want him to come. Whether it be Dumbledore, Moody, Tonks, Lupin, Mundungus . . . Harry didn't know anymore. Someone probably wanted to keep him out of their hair or they felt he needed grieving time. He would rather grieve over at the Order than in the Dursley's house.
"Harry! Over here!" Hermione's crisp voice rang through the hot air.
Harry looked over toward the barrier between platforms nine and ten. Hermione and Ron were standing there with huge smiles on their faces. Mrs. and Mr. Weasley seemed to be fussing over something and Ginny stood nearby appearing rather flustered. A wide grin spread on Harry's face and he rushed over to meet his friends, dragging behind his suitcase and Hedwig in her cage.
As Harry grew near, Hermione ran to him and met him with an immense hug. Harry's eyes grew wide and Ron shook his head, smirking slightly. "It's so good to see you!" Hermione chimed brightly. She drew away and Harry stared at her. She seemed very different from when he last saw her. Her hair had grown very long, but was just as bouncy and wavy as always. Her eyes were tired and she bit her lip as she stared at Harry.
"You're okay, right? Were the Dursleys too horrible?" Hermione sounded genuinely worried and Harry shrugged.
"Yea, of course they were bad, but I'm fine." Harry watched as Ron ushered them over.
"Hullo, Harry." Ron said.
Ginny turned to Harry and groaned, "Make them stop."
"Stop what?" Harry asked.
Mrs. Weasley spun toward Harry and her face changed immediately to excitement, "Harry, dear. How have you been? They've been giving you food, right? You look kind of pale? Are you sick? How's been your summer. Are . . . ?" Ron cut her off with a groan.
"Mum, you're going to kill him. Give him some breathing room." Ron stammered out.
Mrs. Weasley's cheeks puffed up indignantly, but Harry laughed, "I'm fine, look, I'm here. Right?"
Mr. Weasley grinned, "Well, so you are."
Ron and Hermione smiled. Within ten minutes, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny found themselves on the train. They all moved down the long hall when Neville poked his head out of a compartment.
"Hey, guys! I've already got a compartment for us." Neville said, waving at them.
Harry stopped as he saw Neville and had to control his thoughts from saying, "It didn't have to be me."
Ginny gave Harry a shove from behind, "Keep going, Harry! Everyone's waiting." Harry stumbled forward and headed into the compartment, sitting down next to the window. Hermione sat across from him and Ron next to him. Ginny entered next and from behind, Luna Lovegood found her way in.
Everyone's eyes widened and Ron's mouth dropped open, "Blimey Luna? You're not reading the Quibbler . . . but the Prophet?!"
Luna smiled slightly and her eyes swiveled to Ron, "Well, it is following the latest news of You Know Who and father says that if I can help Harry in any way, I should do what I must." Luna flounced down upon the seat next to Ron and opened the Daily Prophet to the middle pages.
Harry sighed and Ron looked at him, "We've got to go make those Prefect rounds again. So, we'll be back soon, 'kay?" Ron saw Harry's bored look and he shook his head, "Sorry, but, it's not like I want to."
Hermione stood up, "Oh, Harry, we'll be back soon."
Harry nodded. He knew they would be going in and out every minute because they were Prefects. It happened last year and it would happen again. He turned to the window as they left and felt his life falling around him. Harry had forgotten that going back to Hogwarts meant seeing Neville and he had been trying so hard not to think about what Dumbledore said only a few months ago. It may not have meant you at all. Sibyll's prophecy could have applied to two wizard boys, both born at the end of July that year, both of whom had parents in the Order of the Phoenix, both sets of parents having narrowly escaped Voldemort three times. One, of course, was you. The other was Neville Longbottom . . . Harry hissed under his breath and felt anger rising in him. Why did it have to be him? Couldn't it have been Neville? Why . . .
Harry jumped as he heard Neville calling him, "Hey . . . Harry, do you want something from the cart?"
Harry turned around and stared at Neville. Studying Neville, Harry tried his hardest to soothe his anger. "Um, no." Harry heard the harshness in his voice and he breathed out sharply. Ginny looked at him and frowned, but turned to working on summer homework that she forgot to do.
Neville bought a few chocolate frogs and continued to eat them. Harry groaned and leaned against the window. Suddenly the door opened to the compartment. Harry figured it was Ron or Hermione and shut his eyes, pretending to be sound asleep.
"Hello everyone, I'm the new . . ." The soft, familiar voice stopped short, "Harry . . . ?"
Harry opened his eyes and sat up quickly as he saw who was standing in the door. "Sara?!"
In all her beauty, Sara stood in front of their compartment with her hand out, about to shake Neville's hand. As Neville reached for her hand she dropped it and stared wide-eyed at Harry. Her dark, bright, dyed red hair flowed down to her waist such as a waterfall over a cliff and her dark green eyes sparkled brilliantly. She wore a midnight black cloak with dark green cargos underneath and a black, tight tee. Sara's full pink lips parted as she opened them to speak, but then shut them. Her face was thin and small with rosy pink cheeks. The hair tucked behind her ears showed five small hoop earrings crawling up her ears and two cartilage earrings on both her upper ears. The most intriguing part of her was the silver eyeliner beneath her eyes that shinned spectacularly.
Harry's mouth dropped open and he cocked his head, confused. Sara backed up into the hall, "What . . . ?"
Neville smiled, "Oh yea, everyone's usually surprised to see Harry Potter here. You must be new though. He's just so popular and all."
Harry frowned at Neville, but Ginny looked from Harry to Sara. Luna stuck her nose from out behind the paper, "Well, it's not that, Neville. They've met before."
Ginny nodded, "Yea, how else would Harry know her name."
"Well, I met her near the Dursleys. I didn't know she went to Hogwarts." Harry said with wonder.
Sara shook her head, "I don't technically . . ." Before she could finish, the lights flashed off in the train.
"What the . . . ?!" The train screeched to a halt. Harry's head slammed into the window and Ginny fell sideways next to him. Neville's head smashed backwards and he slumped over in his seat and Luna's paper went flying, sending her forward and falling off the seat. Sara, on the other hand, had been standing and she fell into the compartment, landing on top of Harry's lap.
Shouts and yells were heard outside and confusion hung through the air. Suddenly people began to scream and Harry moaned as the screechy sound filled his ears. Sara sat up and blushed as she saw where she fell, but immediately stood up and appeared alert.
The train jerked sideways suddenly and Sara scooted to the window, peering out. Her eyes grew wide, "Giants. They're attacking the train!"
Harry rubbed his head and began to compute what Sara had said. "Wait . . ." Harry thought for a moment and then as it sank into him he jolted up, "What?!"
Sara turned toward him, "Come with me. We need to get you off the train." Sara grabbed his hand and moved through the crowd of screaming kids. Lights flashed on and off in the dark train and it swayed dangerously. Harry saw flashes of lights out the window.
The knock on the head was making Harry dizzy and confused. He felt Sara pulling him along the way, but he barely cared and he didn't wonder why until they made it to the front of the train by the door.
"Where are you taking me?" Harry managed to mumble thickly.
Sara turned to face him and she placed her hands on his shoulders, "Look, I was told to watch out for you and if any danger comes near the train, well, I was to get you off and run for it. The giants will stop attacking if you're not here. Now, come on!"
Harry caught her words numbly as she pulled him off the train. He raised the hand that Sara wasn't hanging onto up to his head and felt a bloody gash where his head hit the window. The gravel skid beneath their feet as Sara ran as fast as she could toward the end of the train. Every compartment passed by them in a flash. Adults behind them were trying to stun the giants, but with huge roars the giants smashed and ripped apart the area around them.
Sara unexpectedly screamed and fell backwards, making Harry stumble back where he grew even more dizzy. Everything around him swam dangerously and he grabbed his head, trying to make everything stop swirling. Footsteps of people running came from behind and everyone seemed to be screaming for him to move quickly.
Harry stood where he was trying to figure out what was going on. "Get out of the way!" A man screamed from behind somewhere and Harry dived just in time. His head hit the gravel and he cringed. A terrifying scream ripped through the air and Harry managed to open his eyes to see a dark green giant staring down upon him, a smug smile on its face. Harry tried to reach for his wand when Sara sprang in front of him, "Stay down, Harry!" Her wand was in her outstretched hands and Harry had no trouble staying on the ground. "Kill it!" Someone shouted from somewhere and Harry opened his mouth, "Don-"
Sara raised her wand as the thing began to bring down its hand, "Avada Kadavra!" A burst of green light filled the air and Harry screamed as he saw the light, "NO!" He tried to raise himself up, but collapsed trying. Sara turned to him and her eyes shined down upon him. Harry knew he had seen those eyes somewhere before. She stared blankly at him, almost sadly, but spun around as another giant began to rush over as the other fell. Harry's eyes widened and his breath came quick, "Riddle . . . ?" Harry's head spun and his vision swayed even though he was only lying down. As he felt his eyes shut he saw a burst of black feathery wings and then everything went dark.
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Author's Note: Well, I think that is my longest chapter so far and probably the most confusing of them all. Hope it filled you with suspense for the next chapter. I'm probably going to start that tonight too. So, I might finish it really soon. Buh-bye for now. And one question: Who did you think Sara is?