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The night before start of terms was a wild one. Everyone was rushing around, packing at the last minute. Harry, was relieved when he was finally able to sit down, or so he thought. "Mr. Potter, may I see you for a moment?" Professor McGonagall asked from the doorway of his and Ron's room.
"Sure, professor. Come on in."
"Thank you. Do you still wish to become an Auror?"
Harry had not expected to be asked that but answered, "yes, ma'am."
"Good. There is a class that is required for all students who want to become Aurors have to take before leaving Hogwarts. It's usually not required until your last year, but the class has a few openings in it. Cho Chang, Lavender Brown, and Draco Malfoy have been put into the class for this year rather than next. There is on more available spot, do you want it? And I'm truly sorry about the short notice dear."
Harry thought it over for a moment. An extra class with Malfoy would mean trouble, but he had dealt with him since first year, why not another? "Sure, professor, but what's the class?"
"Oh, Magic Government. Don't worry, it's just a class on all the wizarding laws and things. It's not hard. I'll get you sinned up for it then, enjoy your evening. I'll see you at Hogwarts tomorrow night," and with that she left the room.
As, Harry settled down in his bed that night he could not help thinking, that with N.E.W.T classes, addition of a brand new class, Quidditch, DA, and Occlumency, he was going to have an eventful and busy year.
If he only knew… (A/N: Don't you love foreshadowing?)
Harry woke to the pounding on his and Ron's door by, Mrs. Weasley. "Ron, Harry get up or you'll be late for the train!"
Harry heard Ron moan, so, Harry answered through the door to Mrs. Weasley, "Don't worry Mrs. Weasley, I'll kick out of bed in time for you."
"Thank you, dear. Don't do any permanent damage please."
"I won't," and with that, Harry walked over to Ron's bed and tried to shake him awake, needless to say it wasn't working. "Ron, get you lazy aser up! I don't have time for this."
"Mmm, five mo minus, mum," Ron muttered into his pillow.
"If I were your, Mum I might say yes, but since I'm not…" Harry pulled Ron's covers back and threw the boy on the floor. When Ron curled up into a ball and sleep on, Harry walked out the room only to return with a bucket of ice water. "Ron, If you don't get up right now I'm going to dump this all over you!"
"Mmm hum, sure."
"Fine," Harry dumped the water all over Ron. Ron, jumped up and screamed like a girl, then just stood there looking horrified at Harry. His scream had brought Moody, Tonks, and Lupin all to their door.
Cold, Ron stammered, "wh… what the bl, bl, bloody heck, was th, that for?"
The three in the doorway were now laughing now that they had caught on to what was going on. "I told you to get up but you didn't listen. At lest now you don't have to get a bath."
Ron, attempted to shake off the cold water and stammered again, "O, oh your go, going to pay fo, for that one, ma, mate! You, you wait and s, see!"
"I'll be looking ford to it, Ron. Now get dressed, already!"
Once everyone had eaten breakfast, Mrs. Weasley was drilling everyone before they left with Tonks, Moody, Remus, Charlie, and Mr. Weasley. With everyone going, Harry felt like the godfather who could not go anywhere without twenty of his henchmen, mobsters fallowing him around.
"Ron, you packed your dress robes, right?" Mrs. Weasley asked.
Ron, winced at the thought of the horrible robes. "Yes, Mum."
"Good. Ginny you…"
"If you don't stop asking questions, Mrs. Weasley, were going to all miss the train," Moody said looking at his watch.
"Oh, Yes. Alright then have a nice term," and with that they all left.
As they walked out of Grimmauld place, Harry turned to Moody and asked, "how are we to get to platform 9 ¾'s?"
"We have to walk a mile away from the wards, and we will take a port key from there."
Harry, couldn't help wincing at the thought of a port key. They caused too much trouble, as far as he was concerned. Harry was startled by Moody's next statement, leaving Harry wondering if he could read minds, or if it was just that evident that he hated them. "Nasty buggers they are, Potter, and your right to not trust them. Remember that."
Harry and Remus just rolled their eyes. Moody took out a chipped dinner plate and held it out for everyone to grab, Harry being the last to take hold. Harry sighed in relief when he landed at Cross Station.
Once everyone was through the platform between 9 and10, and loaded their trunks Hermione and Ron said their goodbye's and left Harry to his. "Have a good year, Harry," Mr. Weasley said patting him on the back.
Charlie laughed and said, "Yah, do me the favor and annoy Snape as much as possible."
"Now, Charlie…" Mr. Weasley started.
"Yah, yah. Have fun Harry," Charlie added with a wink and they walked threw the platform.
Moody wobbled his way over to, Harry. "Keep your eyes open at all times, Mr. Potter and don't…"
"Oh, lay off with the up tight Auror crap and take a chill pill, Moody! He knows the drill by now. You sound like my mother, or worse," Tonks said smirking at, Harry. "Mrs. Weasley, god bless her."
Everyone found this amusing but Moody who scowled. "Just the same, it never hurt to be reminded… Nymphadora!"
Tonks, cringed at the use of her first name that she hated with a sadistic passion. "Normally, I would attempt to kill you now, Moody, but I would never do that under such young virgin eyes," she shot back none to nicely. She leaned ford to Harry and whispered into his ear, "Be careful, Kiddo."
"I will," he promised.
"Good, lad," Moody added when she pulled back and they left Harry and Remus.
"Come on, Harry or we'll miss the train," Remus said climbing aboard.
Harry found an empty compartment to sit in since Ron and Hermione had to sit with the prefects up front. Harry was soon joined by Ginny, Neville, and Luna, who was reading one of her father's magazines.
"Hey, Harry. How's it going?" Neville asked a little unsure weather he should have asked.
"As well as expected. How about you?"
"Fine, but you should have seen my, Gran when I got back from Hogwarts."
"What'd she do?" Harry and Ginny asked eager.
"Well, first she's screams at me telling me how stupid it was of me, and that I could have been kill. Then the next minute she's hugging and kissing me and telling me how proud she is and how brave I am. It was really confusing!" Harry and Ginny laughed and Luna keep reading.
The door to their compartment open. "Do you mind if I sit here, there's no where else?"
The girl must have caught Luna's attention somehow because she waved her hand for her to sit down before going back to her magazine. "Thanks."
The girl was about an inch shorter than, Harry with long, curly blond hair that was thrown into a sloppy, loose bun where some of the curls had escaped to frame her lightly tanned face. Her eyes were a green-blue turquoise color, and she was dressed in blue jeans that were ripped just above the right knee and the bottoms of the legs were frayed at the bottom, and a simple white tank-top.
Harry had not noticed he was staring until Neville taped him on the shoulder. "Do you know her?" he whispered.
"No," Harry admitted. "She looks our grade though."
"Oh for havens sake quit whispering!" Said Ginny before asking the girl, "What house are you in?"
The girl looked up from the book she had begun reading, "What?" she asked confused.
"What house are you in? Griffindor, Slytherin…?"
"Oh, I don't know yet. This will be my first year at Hogwarts. I've been going to Durmstrang up till now. I hope I like Hogwarts better than I did Durmstrang," she said.
"Your from, Durmstrang? What's it like?" Ginny asked excitedly.
"You don't sound like you from Durmstrang," Harry added.
"To the first question, yes, second it's okay, and before you ask, no they don't teach Dark Arts, and third my Aunt who raised me is from around here so we don't speak the same as they do. By the way, I'm Emma Elizabeth Sharon, but you can call me, Liz," she said extending her hand to Ginny.
"I'm Ginny Weasley, this is Luna Lovegood, Neville Longbottom," she shook both their hands. "And this is, Harry Potter."
To, Harry's surprise she reached out and they shook hands. He was expecting her to stop in shock as everyone always did. She answered his question before he could ask. "I guessed who he was when I walked in. Sorry, I'm sure you get it all the time but it's hard not to notice the conspicuous lightning bolt shaped scar, Harry."
Harry, grinned. "That's alright. Why have you come to Hogwarts?"
She didn't look like she knew how to answer before she said, "I'm not supposed to say, but it's because Hogwarts is the safest place to be."
Harry was puzzled and a little unnerved about her answer until his eyes locked with hers, and when he turned away he seemed less worried about it for some reason. She on the other hand looked a little alarmed like she had just done something she had not meant to do.
"You said you lived with your Aunt? I live with my Gran, and Harry lives with his Aunt and Uncle," Neville said.
"If you can call them that," Harry muttered under his breath, but not going unnoticed.
"What do you mean?" Liz asked.
"Harry's Aunt and Uncle are less than pleasant people," said Ginny. "But why do you live with your Aunt?"
"My mother died when I was a baby."
"Your Dad?" Ginny pressed. Harry felt sorry for Liz because he knew what it was like answering those types of questions, but didn't stop them from being asked because he wanted to know.
"Dead," she answered a little too quickly for their liking. "I'd rather not talk about that. What's Hogwarts like?" she asked changing the subject.
Most of the ride was spent talking about Hogwarts until they neared the castle and changed into their robes. When they steeped off the train the five of them found a cart together. When Hogwarts came into sight, Liz was almost in Harry's lap leaning over him to look at it through the window. "Wow! That's Hogwarts? It's wonderful."
When they went into the castle Harry introduced her to Ron and Hermione. Professor McGonagall walked up to them. "Are you Sharon, Emma?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Fallow me, you will be sorted with the first years."
Liz waved before leaving.
"So what's she like?" Ron asked. Harry filled Ron and Hermione in on what he knew of her in time before the first years entered. The sorting hat sang a different song that the year before but it held the same message that the four houses must unite. Harry, some how doubted that would happen.
"Akanta, George," was the first name called. A thin girl with short blond hair walked cautiously toward the stool where the hat was sitting. The hat engulfed the girls head, but no sooner was it on her head the hat yelled out,
"Gryffindor!"
Harry and the rest of the table burst into applause.
"Brandon, Brent."
A boy, bigger than most of the other firs years, with sloppy black hair steeped forward.
"Hufflepuff," causing the table on the far right to cheer the loudest.
"Cheng, Candy," girl with tan skin, black hair and eyes walked up. The hat pondered over her for a while before finally calling out,
"Gryffindor!"
"Lacquer, Hugo," a boy with a brown, shaggy, bowl cut and brown eyes walked up.
"Ravenclaw!"
"Duck, Paul," Harry thought this name was amusing. The boy was extremely short and had brown hair as well that looked as messy if not more than Harry's.
"Gryffindor!"
"Early, Jamie," a boy with shoulder leant stringy blond hair that resembled Snape's minus the greasiness, walked up.
The hat also pondered on where to put this one.
"Hufflepuff!" (A/N: Sorry James! I debated on weather you were fit for Gryffindor or not but decided against it.)
"Key, Whitney," a girl with blond straight hair that framed a girlish face walked up.
"Slytherin!" The Slytherin's cheered for their first new person to their house.
"Scott, Gregory."
"Ravenclaw!"
"Sully, Sammy," a girl with brown hair and an unnerving clam look walked up to the hat like it was nothing.
"Gryffindor!"
"Stevens, Cat," a girl with long red hair that looked a lot like Ginny walked up.
"Slytherin!" the hat called as soon as it touched her head. The Slytherin table burst into cheers and Euthanasia Zerynthia, a fifth year Slytherin who had Malfoy rapped around her little finger and was just as bad, waved her over to sit by her.
"Wales, Nick," a boy with red hair that was pasted down like Malfoy's walked up.
"Slytherin!" (A/N: I think Nick would like being in Slytherin.)
"Zander, Vincent," Harry winced at the thought of another Vincent. He hoped he wasn't like Crabbe. The boy was dark and had a mischievous look about him.
"Gryffindor!" Vincent walked over to sit right across from Harry.
"Your Harry Potter!" He said extending his hand. "Great to meet you, my cousin Lee Jordan told me all about you!"
Harry had to grin. "Not another trouble maker!"
"Of course not!" he said with a mischievously, cheeky grin.
"Well, as long as you don't bother Snape," Harry said pointing to him at the head table but was interrupted by McGonagall.
"We will now sort a new sixth year to the school, Sharon, Emma."
Everyone was staring and she did not look to conferrable. When she looked at Harry he gave her a thumbs up right before the hat engulfed her head. The hat was silent for a few minutes, Harry had his fingers crossed under the table, as juvenile as it was.
"Gryffindor!" Harry and the rest of their table cheered louder that they had for anyone else and Harry waved for her to sit by him.
He grinned cheekily at her before leaning over and saying. "That wasn't too bad now was it."
She scowled at him and said, "Are you kidding me! Look at my hand!" she said holding it up so he could see it still shaking slightly.
Dumbledor stood and the hall went silent. "Before we eat I'd like to say welcome and potatoes, beats and pairs, oh my!"
With that the tables filled with food. Liz looked a little struck by what Dumbledor had said. "Ah, Harry? Is the Headmaster a little… you know?"
Harry laughed. "Dumbledore, is not crazy like your thinking. I thought so too my first year. He's a genius, but he is a little mad, yes," with that they all dug into the huge amounts of food in front of them.
When everyone had finished Dumbledor stood again. "Now, for a few announcements. The Forbidden Forest is as always forbidden, no magic in the halls between classes. With the rise of Voldemort," people gasped at the name. "Though you are no forbidden from being in the halls, it is now forbidden to be on the grounds after dark. Your DADA teacher this year is once again Remus Lupin." Every table cheered except for the Slytherins. "With that I bid all of you goodnight."
"Come on, Liz. I'll show you to the common room. Ron and Hermione have to wait and show the first years where to go"
"Cool."
When they reached the fat lady, Harry said the password. "Morgan La Fay."
Liz was staring open mouthed at everything. "The girls dormitories are up the stairs to the right,' he told her as the first years entered.
"Okay thanks, Harry. See you tomorrow."
"Yah, night." Harry wandered his way up the steps and fell into his bed for a restful nights sleep.
List of friends in story:
Akanta, George/ Emily W.
Brandon, Brent/ Brent O.
Cheng, Candy/ Cindy C.
Duck, Paul/ Paul T. (the Duck name is a joke form school)
Early, Jamie/ James E.
Scott, Gregory/ Scott H.
Key, Whitney/ Whitney J.
Lacquer, Hugo/ Hugo F.
Euthanasia Zerynthia/ Carol P. (She came up with the name, not me, Ps: you got Malfoy!)
Sully, Sammy/ Samantha J.
Stevens, Cat/ Katherine S. (We call her Ginny at school because of the red hair!)
Wales, Nick/ Nick K.
Xander, Vincent/ Vincent C. (Crazy person and life to any party!)