Looking Back...chapter one....
Harry Potter looked up at the castle he had been attending for the last six years of his life. Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardy had been like the home he had never had all his life. He smiled thinking back to his first year. He was just learning about magic, and just learning about himself as well. Never before had he known that he was famous for defeating the Dark Lord when he was a baby. He had come to this school famous, and now returned even more famous, having defeated the Dark Lord once and for all. During his sixth year, Harry had conquered Lord Voldemort, and finally finished him off.
But Harry did not return the same boy he was two years ago. There was no douby Harry had changed over the years.With six years of hard training behind him and all the workouts quidditch had provided, Harry was no longer the lanky boy with knobby knees. His muscular body fit him perfectly.His messy hair now fell over his face in a way that had many girls eyeing the famous Harry Potter. Not to mention he had taken up the habit of running a hand through his hair to keep it out of his face when he was concentrating really hard. And when he smiled, his whole face lit up, finishing off his handsome features.The old scar upon his forehead now stood as a souvineer to the "Boy Who Lived" and was no longer the center of attention.There was no doubt Harry was one of the most attractive boys in his year, and not many girls failed to notice.
Harry once again looked up at the castle.This would be his last year here and he was determined to make it his best. As he sat and thought of all the memories he held in these walls, a voice from behind interrupted his thoughts. Ron Weasley, now six feet, no longer gangly and awkard, another one who had benefitted from all those quidditch practices, stood behind him, hands in his pockets.Harry couldnt help smile at his best friend. True, they had been through alot together, and Harry was thankful he had Ron along the way.
"Gonna miss it too?" he asked, coming to stand next to Harry.
"How could I not? After all, it was my home. I never had a home at the Dursley's and after Sirius died....." he trailed off, turning to look down, thinking of Sirius. During his third year, after Harry had learned that his godfather was not a convicted villian like was told to be, Harry was invited to live with him after his name was cleared.But when Pettigrew, who was the real reason the Potters were dead, escaped once again, Sirius had to flee for his life. Harry was planning to move in with Sirius the minute his name was cleared,but all that changed after Harry tried to "save" Sirius from Voldemort in their fifth year. Being lured to the Ministry of Magic by Lord Voldemort was what Harry considered to be one of his biggest mistakes.Now living with him was impossible. There was no way he would ever be able to see his godfather again.
True, Sirius's death had effected Harry deeply, but now, two years later, it was earier to talk about it. Harry had accepted the fact that Sirius was gone, and it was not his fault. He had also found that talking about it sometimes made things easier. But at other times, Harry found himself wondering what life would be like if he still had Sirius...
Harry sighed." After Sirius died, the only other home I was ever offered to live at was taked away. Except yours of course. The Burrow has always been like a second home to me, you know that."
Ron smiled."Yeah I know. Mom almost kissed Dumbledore when he said you could come straight home with us after last year. She was so pleased. And after Fred and George got their own place, she set up their old room so you could have it."
"Yeah, it was great to see everyone at the party, I'm glad your mum got everyone to be there,"said Harry remembering back to the beginning of the year when Mrs. Weasley had thrown him a ' Welcome Home Party' when he moved in with the Weasely's. Harry was extremely surprised when he walked through the door and everyone jumped out yelling"welcome home Harry!" and even more surprised when Fred and George put some kind of weird powder in his drink so he could only speak in a squeaky voice the rest of the night.Harry had to spend four hours sounding like he had sucked helium out of a balloon.But Harry had gotten them back when he took his part in the celebration and put a spell on Fred and George so they were inseperable. For the rest of the night, they were drawn together like magnets. Everyone thought they were demonstrating a new product when Fred couldn't detach himself from George's side. Harry had to use all of his will power to make himself not pee on himself from laughing when he saw Fred and George trying to use the bathroom together. Harry reminded Ron of this and they chuckled all the way up the the oak doors.
"And remember when they tried chasing you to get you back? They ended up in the pond. Apparently Fred and George need to work on using four legs instead of just two,"laughed Ron.
Harry had to double over from laughing so hard, which caused many curious looks from other students.
"Honestly, you would expect better behavior from Head Boy. You know, if you keep acting like this, I may have to take your badge away.Really, no respet..." said someone who was trying their best to make it up the line where Harry and Ron were.
"Awww...come on Mione, you wouldn't do that now would you?" asked Harry, still laughing. He turned to look at the girl now facing them. Just as much as Harry and Ron had changed, Hermione Granger had changed probably double that. Her hair was no longer bushy and fulffy, but now soft curls cascaded down her back, stopping at the bottom of her shoulder blades. Her soft brown eyes held a mischeviois look, but not one strong enough to cover up the love she had for the two boys that now stood in front of her.She now had a more womanly figure, with curves in the right places and a body to die for. She didn't need to use much make-up as her skin was soft and the perfect complection. She smiled at her two best friends now grinning at her fondly.
"Oh, it's great to see you two again," she greeted, standing up on tip toe to give Ron a hug. " I'm so sorry i couldn't make it to the Burrow this year, but my family decided to spend extra time in Rome. Did you get my owls? I wasn't sure if they could make the journey, i wasn't going to send them in the first place, but i missed you two so much!" she stepped back to look at the two.
" Well, it's the same old Mione. Always worrying. And i expect she's going to be more bossy being Head Girl and all..,"said Ron.
"Yes, I didn't know the badge came with a right to boss people. I mean, think of the horrors, Ron. Taking away my badge! How horrific can you get! I'd better watch my step...theres no telling what kind of trouble i'll get into this year..."replied Harry sarcastically.
"Yes, no more fun for us..."
" No more trips to the kitchen..."
"No more midnight walks into the forbidden forest..."
"No more invisibility cloak"
"No more harrassing Malfoy..."
"Wait, now you've gone too far."
"Okay, as long as we don't get caught"
."Ha ha, very funny. And being Head Girl isn't going to make me more bossy. Harry and I are going to do our jobs, just like we are expected to do, even if that does mean keeping an eye on you Ronald" she said smiling, emphasizing on Ron's real name.
"Oh yes, I'll be in trouble this year with you two on the watch. I'd better watch my step..." said Ron looking horror struck." Theres no telling what you two may come up with next....."
"Aww, come on mate, you know friendship comes before the badge,"said Harry, reassuring Ron." You know it will always be me and you..." Harry trailed off to look at Hermione to see if she would notice him not mentioning her name...
"Harry!"
"I'm just joking,"laughed Harry. He turned to give her a hug."Welcome back Mione," he said, holding on to her a bit longer than she had to Ron, taking in the soft feel of her hair on his cheek and the sweet smell of her perfume.
"You know it will always be the three of us, no matter what," he said, backing away.
"Awww, how sweet. The Potty has a crush on the Head Mudblood..." said a only too familar voice.
"You know Malfoy, after seeing your father in jail, you'd think you'd at least try to stay out of touble. Because you know we wouldn't want the whole Malfoy family in jail, even though it would make an improvement in our society..." said Harry.
"OOH, seems as though the Potty thinks now he has more powers since he is Head Boy. Just because you think your better than everyone doesnt mean anything, Potter," sneered Malfoy.
"But it does mean we have the authority to punish you Ferret Boy, so if I were you, I'd back off," Hermione was now glaring at Malfoy with most loathing. He gave them one last look before turning around and heading into the Great Hall, Crabbe and Goyle following him.
"That is someone i will not miss one bit when i leave this school," said Ron.
"If he keeps it up, i'll have to report him," sighed Hermione.
"And it would be a bad thing to get rid of him? I'd say it would be an improvement.." said Ron
Harry and Hermione laughed as they headed into the Great Hall, looking forward to the feast.
Harry Potter looked up at the castle he had been attending for the last six years of his life. Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardy had been like the home he had never had all his life. He smiled thinking back to his first year. He was just learning about magic, and just learning about himself as well. Never before had he known that he was famous for defeating the Dark Lord when he was a baby. He had come to this school famous, and now returned even more famous, having defeated the Dark Lord once and for all. During his sixth year, Harry had conquered Lord Voldemort, and finally finished him off.
But Harry did not return the same boy he was two years ago. There was no douby Harry had changed over the years.With six years of hard training behind him and all the workouts quidditch had provided, Harry was no longer the lanky boy with knobby knees. His muscular body fit him perfectly.His messy hair now fell over his face in a way that had many girls eyeing the famous Harry Potter. Not to mention he had taken up the habit of running a hand through his hair to keep it out of his face when he was concentrating really hard. And when he smiled, his whole face lit up, finishing off his handsome features.The old scar upon his forehead now stood as a souvineer to the "Boy Who Lived" and was no longer the center of attention.There was no doubt Harry was one of the most attractive boys in his year, and not many girls failed to notice.
Harry once again looked up at the castle.This would be his last year here and he was determined to make it his best. As he sat and thought of all the memories he held in these walls, a voice from behind interrupted his thoughts. Ron Weasley, now six feet, no longer gangly and awkard, another one who had benefitted from all those quidditch practices, stood behind him, hands in his pockets.Harry couldnt help smile at his best friend. True, they had been through alot together, and Harry was thankful he had Ron along the way.
"Gonna miss it too?" he asked, coming to stand next to Harry.
"How could I not? After all, it was my home. I never had a home at the Dursley's and after Sirius died....." he trailed off, turning to look down, thinking of Sirius. During his third year, after Harry had learned that his godfather was not a convicted villian like was told to be, Harry was invited to live with him after his name was cleared.But when Pettigrew, who was the real reason the Potters were dead, escaped once again, Sirius had to flee for his life. Harry was planning to move in with Sirius the minute his name was cleared,but all that changed after Harry tried to "save" Sirius from Voldemort in their fifth year. Being lured to the Ministry of Magic by Lord Voldemort was what Harry considered to be one of his biggest mistakes.Now living with him was impossible. There was no way he would ever be able to see his godfather again.
True, Sirius's death had effected Harry deeply, but now, two years later, it was earier to talk about it. Harry had accepted the fact that Sirius was gone, and it was not his fault. He had also found that talking about it sometimes made things easier. But at other times, Harry found himself wondering what life would be like if he still had Sirius...
Harry sighed." After Sirius died, the only other home I was ever offered to live at was taked away. Except yours of course. The Burrow has always been like a second home to me, you know that."
Ron smiled."Yeah I know. Mom almost kissed Dumbledore when he said you could come straight home with us after last year. She was so pleased. And after Fred and George got their own place, she set up their old room so you could have it."
"Yeah, it was great to see everyone at the party, I'm glad your mum got everyone to be there,"said Harry remembering back to the beginning of the year when Mrs. Weasley had thrown him a ' Welcome Home Party' when he moved in with the Weasely's. Harry was extremely surprised when he walked through the door and everyone jumped out yelling"welcome home Harry!" and even more surprised when Fred and George put some kind of weird powder in his drink so he could only speak in a squeaky voice the rest of the night.Harry had to spend four hours sounding like he had sucked helium out of a balloon.But Harry had gotten them back when he took his part in the celebration and put a spell on Fred and George so they were inseperable. For the rest of the night, they were drawn together like magnets. Everyone thought they were demonstrating a new product when Fred couldn't detach himself from George's side. Harry had to use all of his will power to make himself not pee on himself from laughing when he saw Fred and George trying to use the bathroom together. Harry reminded Ron of this and they chuckled all the way up the the oak doors.
"And remember when they tried chasing you to get you back? They ended up in the pond. Apparently Fred and George need to work on using four legs instead of just two,"laughed Ron.
Harry had to double over from laughing so hard, which caused many curious looks from other students.
"Honestly, you would expect better behavior from Head Boy. You know, if you keep acting like this, I may have to take your badge away.Really, no respet..." said someone who was trying their best to make it up the line where Harry and Ron were.
"Awww...come on Mione, you wouldn't do that now would you?" asked Harry, still laughing. He turned to look at the girl now facing them. Just as much as Harry and Ron had changed, Hermione Granger had changed probably double that. Her hair was no longer bushy and fulffy, but now soft curls cascaded down her back, stopping at the bottom of her shoulder blades. Her soft brown eyes held a mischeviois look, but not one strong enough to cover up the love she had for the two boys that now stood in front of her.She now had a more womanly figure, with curves in the right places and a body to die for. She didn't need to use much make-up as her skin was soft and the perfect complection. She smiled at her two best friends now grinning at her fondly.
"Oh, it's great to see you two again," she greeted, standing up on tip toe to give Ron a hug. " I'm so sorry i couldn't make it to the Burrow this year, but my family decided to spend extra time in Rome. Did you get my owls? I wasn't sure if they could make the journey, i wasn't going to send them in the first place, but i missed you two so much!" she stepped back to look at the two.
" Well, it's the same old Mione. Always worrying. And i expect she's going to be more bossy being Head Girl and all..,"said Ron.
"Yes, I didn't know the badge came with a right to boss people. I mean, think of the horrors, Ron. Taking away my badge! How horrific can you get! I'd better watch my step...theres no telling what kind of trouble i'll get into this year..."replied Harry sarcastically.
"Yes, no more fun for us..."
" No more trips to the kitchen..."
"No more midnight walks into the forbidden forest..."
"No more invisibility cloak"
"No more harrassing Malfoy..."
"Wait, now you've gone too far."
"Okay, as long as we don't get caught"
."Ha ha, very funny. And being Head Girl isn't going to make me more bossy. Harry and I are going to do our jobs, just like we are expected to do, even if that does mean keeping an eye on you Ronald" she said smiling, emphasizing on Ron's real name.
"Oh yes, I'll be in trouble this year with you two on the watch. I'd better watch my step..." said Ron looking horror struck." Theres no telling what you two may come up with next....."
"Aww, come on mate, you know friendship comes before the badge,"said Harry, reassuring Ron." You know it will always be me and you..." Harry trailed off to look at Hermione to see if she would notice him not mentioning her name...
"Harry!"
"I'm just joking,"laughed Harry. He turned to give her a hug."Welcome back Mione," he said, holding on to her a bit longer than she had to Ron, taking in the soft feel of her hair on his cheek and the sweet smell of her perfume.
"You know it will always be the three of us, no matter what," he said, backing away.
"Awww, how sweet. The Potty has a crush on the Head Mudblood..." said a only too familar voice.
"You know Malfoy, after seeing your father in jail, you'd think you'd at least try to stay out of touble. Because you know we wouldn't want the whole Malfoy family in jail, even though it would make an improvement in our society..." said Harry.
"OOH, seems as though the Potty thinks now he has more powers since he is Head Boy. Just because you think your better than everyone doesnt mean anything, Potter," sneered Malfoy.
"But it does mean we have the authority to punish you Ferret Boy, so if I were you, I'd back off," Hermione was now glaring at Malfoy with most loathing. He gave them one last look before turning around and heading into the Great Hall, Crabbe and Goyle following him.
"That is someone i will not miss one bit when i leave this school," said Ron.
"If he keeps it up, i'll have to report him," sighed Hermione.
"And it would be a bad thing to get rid of him? I'd say it would be an improvement.." said Ron
Harry and Hermione laughed as they headed into the Great Hall, looking forward to the feast.