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"Seamus I'm bored!" Dean wined loudly. Harry and his new, better trio were sitting in one of the carriages, cold and wet. They were cold and wet because it was raining outside. But why didn't they just dash into the closest carriage? Well because they were the last ones of the train because Harry couldn't find his wand. So they had to run around like mad men before they found a free carriage.
Harry rolled his eyes. I miss Ron…and Hermione. I could have told them about this weird secrete admirer…But no, they had to run of to America like stupid little sluts! I like Dean and Seamus…a lot actually. But…I don't quiet trust them. I trust them on a shallow level, but not enough to talk to them about this stalker…maybe in a few years…oh right. I won't be alive in a few years. Harry starred out the window, attempting to forget the fact that he wouldn't live probably to his next birthday.
Subconsciously he reached up to touch the pendant, just to make sure it was still there. He smiled when he felt the warm silver next to his heart. "Dean, Seamus?"
"Yeah?" Dean grinned.
"Hm." Seamus murmured.
They were so different. Seamus was the educated, sarcastic blonde, while Dean was the hyper kid with sparkling eyes. Harry grinned at them. "Thanks for taking me in…I know it's kind of an invasion on my part…"
"Not at all Harry!" Dean insisted. "You need friends, and Seamus is just getting annoying."
"Not funny." The blonde growled. "Besides Harry, I mean we've always been friends."
"Yeah…Remember in second year with the basilisk?" Harry asked.
Dean rolled his eyes. "Yes, god I can't believe Seamus thought you were the heir to Slytherin!"
"You thought he was the heir to slytherin you idiot!" Seamus chided. "Who was the heir anyway?"
"You mean Dumbledore didn't tell you?" Harry asked, genuinely shocked.
Dean rolled his eyes. "The sky would fall before that bastard told us that Hogwarts was made of stone."
Harry laughed. "Well….I'm sorry if I'm a little hesitant. But I told Ron and Hermione all I could, you know?"
"Yeah," Seamus shrugged. "You three were close. I still can't believe they left you like that!"
Harry shrugged in return. "Love is blind."
"So blind." Dean muttered darkly. "Especially that Hufflepuff, nice legs, but she's dumber then a box of rocks."
Harry laughed. "I want to tell you guys…and I do appreciate you taking me in and all….But….I-"
"Don't really trust us?" Dean smirked. Harry guilty look betrayed his feeling entirely. "Don't worry about it. You've always been secretive, but when you do trust us enough to tell us, we'd appreciate it."
"So you really don't mind?" Harry breathed.
"Not at all." Seamus grinned wickedly. "Everyone has secrets, right Dean?"
"Why does everyone pick on me!" Dean cried.
"Cause you're so pickable." Seams said like it was the most logical thing in the world.
"Hey Dean?" Harry asked, turning bright red. "Did you really kiss Neville?"
Dean turned red as well. "Uh….no…who told you that?"
"Oh come on, it was impossible not to!" Seams laughed. "It was the best rumor of the year!"
"It was a dare!" Dean exploded, he sat back in the seat sighing. "Not like I enjoyed it! Erlack, Neville's a nice kid, but he kisses like a frog."
Harry starred out the window again, thinking of Neville's parents, insane in saint mungo's. "You know what happened to his parents?" Harry blurted.
"What?" Dean asked.
"Never mind." Harry shook his head.
"No, you said it so you have to tell us." Dean smirked. "Look we won't tell anyone if it's that bad!"
"They….They're in Saint Mungo's now, for mental damage. They fought with Voldemort and they lost their minds." Harry murmured. "I don't really remember all the details."
"Wow." Dean sighed. "Poor guy. That's gotta suck. I'd rather have dead parent's then crazy parents." He suddenly clapped his hands over his mouth and starred at Harry. "Oh god, I'm sorry Harry! I didn't mean that!"
"It's okay…" Harry shrugged. "I'd kill for parent's period. But it would suck if they were insane."
"But it's better then not having parents." Dean finished. "I was thinking, I do that a lot."
"It's kind of nice." Harry smiled. "Not to have everyone be scared to talk around me or criticize me."
Seamus shrugged. "People are scared of you. You're a strong wizard, and you've defeated Voldemort what five times? People are jealous, and people want to be your friend, just so they can say they have connections."
"That's depressing." Harry chuckled.
"Friends are people who know you well, and like you anyway!" Dean grinned. "And we do know you quiet well, ya know after….uh….six years. And we like you anyway!"
"I'm not boring?" Harry asked suddenly.
"Course not! You listen to our crack pot theories!" Seamus laughed. "And you are a member of the tribe of sanity! We never abandon a member, unless they die."
Dean nodded seriously. "But we always make sure to burry them with a pie, so they never get hungry in the after life."
Harry just sat there for a moment blinking, and then he started to laugh. In seconds he was crying in hysteria. Dean backed away from Harry teasingly and this just sent the dark haired boy off more.
The three wet, cold, and now hungry boys followed the rest of the students into the great hall. Harry was pulling his robes close around himself for warmth.
"God I hate these robes!" Harry growled. "It's so damaging to our individualosity to have to wear them!"
"That's the spirit Harry!" Dean cackled. "Plus they're ugly."
Harry started to shiver more when he sat down at the Gryffindor table, he said a few lukewarm hello's and a few actually genuine hello's which for him was a very charming grin, flashed in their direction. "Is the sorting hat going to sing?"
Dean shrugged and said loudly. "Well I don't care! I haven't listened to that dumb at for years!" Harry started to laughed and Seamus buried his face in his hands. Dean looked around and noticed the hall was silent and starring at him and started to laugh. "Must have been the vodka! Mmmm…Yummy vodka!" Dean said before he started to cackle insanely. Seamus dragged him down attempting not to laugh.
"Well…." Dumbledore started. "It is a pleasure to see you all back at Hogwarts. I see many familiar faces….and some not so familiar ones."
"Operation fish sticks?" Dean whispered to Seamus, the blonde nodded, lips curling into a wicked grin. Dean stood up quickly. "Headmaster by not so familiar ones do you mean, the first years, or are you saying that some of the older students got plastic surgery? Let's face it some of us are not exactly lookers."
Remus went into a hysterical coughing fit, and grinned at Harry, along with a few of the Slytherins. Dumbledore glared at Remus, and then at Dean, who sat down.
"Ahem, well….as I was saying. It's wonderful to see you all again. Allow me to go over the rules. No student shall by any means enter the forbidden forest."
At which Dean stood up again. "But Headmaster! What if we're having sex!"
Remus who was tilting back in his chair, fell flat on his back cackling.
"I mean broom closets aren't exactly erotic. And we sleep in a room with other people! I'm sorry if I'm not into orgies."
The Hufflepuff's looked traumatized, the Ravenclaws were glaring, and the Slytherin's were laughing along with the Gryffindors.
"If your interested in having intimate relations with a centaur…" Dumbledore shrugged. "I suppose we can get you a special pass, Mr. Thomas."
Dean grinned. "Thank you sir," He sat down and grinned wickedly. "Success!", sending Harry of in a fit of mad cackles.
On the other side of the hall Draco was enjoying seeing his lover laughing, and was also enjoying the Dean's commentary. Of course Draco knew the name of every sixth year, partly so he could mock them are just so he knew.
"Lover boy's starring!" Mily giggled.
"Oh shut up."
Dumbledore started to continue. "The third floor is off limits, unless you wish to suffer a most uncomfortable death. Also, Students will not wonder on the grounds after six unless they are in pairs. This year we will be adding a new surivial class for all sixth and seventh year students. We will be having both a Halloween ball, a Christmas ball, and a Valentine's day ball.
"This year students will be required to take divinatation, as a new order from the Minster of magic himself."
The majority of the hall groaned loudly.
Dumbledore smiled his knowing, incredibally annoying smile. "Now, now students, contain your excitement for later. I have one last anncouncment, and this is important Mr. Thomas so listen up!" Dean grinned sheepishly and pulled his head from his arms. "Students are not allowed to wonder outside this castle after nightfall. Even in the day, students must be in pairs at all times. We also request that students not go wondering through the castle, there are many dangerous things in Hogwarts, so my colleagues and I suggest you not go exploring."
Harry glanced over at Seamus who shrugged. "Why don't they want us exploring?" Harry whispered loudly.
"Beat's me, but we'll just have to go adventuring anyway!" Dean grinned.
The first years were let in, and the hat was placed on the three legged stool.
"Just because I'm not so pretty
Doesn't mean I'm not so witty
I'll be your sorting hat for this year,
But beware…something dark and deadly has emerged
From the shadows of previous years,
Do not wonder alone, or he might get you,
Legend calls him the Shadow Minstral
and's he's coming to get you……
If you are loyal to a fault and patient as the Shadow Minstral,
Then Hufflepuff is the house for you.
If bravery and chivalry are your best streaks, watch out,
Because you are his favorite types.
If you are wiser then wise, and keener then keen,
Then you are the ones who'll run home screaming,
But if you do not fear death or a silly legend, then Slytherin
Is where you'll fell most at home.
But don't listen to me, I'm just a silly old hat!
So come on over out of the shadows…."
"Wow." Harry muttered. "Someone's in gothic mood."
"Look at the Hufflepuffs!" Dean sniggered. "They're shaking!" Seams started to laugh as well.
Harry propped his face on his elbows and sighed. Maybe I should be in Slytherin, I mean I've been repeating the fact that I won't live to my next birthday all summer…Besides what's all this Shadow Minstral crap? Sure it's a cool, legend…Why is the hate trying to scare us!
Harry was brought out of his meditative state by Dean and Seamus ambushing the food. "Pigs." Harry snorted, before taking the entire bowl of mash potatoes closest to them and attacking it.
Two hours, and probably several pounds, later Harry, Seamus, and Dean were in their own room, cackling about how stupid Hogwarts and the people there were.
Harry yawned. "I'm tired."
"Me to." Seamus agreed.
"I'm not!" Dena protested.
"Night Harry." Seamus said thickly.
"Night Seamus…" Harry smirked.
"But I'm not tired!"
Harry opened his eyes slowly, and closed them again. Sighing, he blinked and sat up in bed. He looked outside and grinned, it was a beautiful day. The sun was just rising, and the clouds were pink and orange, mixed with crimson red.
As he looked out into the forbidden forest, Harry saw something wriggle through the trees. He dashed over to the window and glared at the forest, he saw the dark shape seem to turn to look at him, and he swore he saw a flash of something sparkle before the thing wriggled back into the forest.
The raven haired boy blinked and starred back at the forest…Nothing. He glanced behind him nerovously, and then laughed. "Nothing there….Ya know I'll juts take a shower."
Harry half dashed out of the room and into the boy's bathroom. He slipped into the first shower, farthest from the window, and washed, and conditioned his hair. The resident Gryffindor sex god had to have shiny hair. He changed into jeans and a T-shirt that said, heavily medicated for your safety, which he stole from Dean. Who sadly should be heavily medicated.
Harry laughed at the thought…I like them…a lot. It's almost like I have more fun with them then with Ron and Hermione. But still I could tell them everything. For now…I'm not so sure about Dean and Seamus…he subconsciously reached up and touched the silver wings on his chest. He chuckled realizing he'd slept and showered with them on. "Whatever, I like them."
He went back upstairs and magicked his hair dry and shiny, before turning on all the lights and playing Dean's very loud rock music.
"Bloody Hell!" Seamus moaned. "Harry fucking Potter it's three in the morning!"
"Wake up sleeping beauty!" Harry yelled. "Food is down stairs!"
The got Seamus and Dean out of bed and scrambling for their books. Harry coaxed them into moving faster, and in the common room realized he wasn't wearing a robe. "Guys wait up I need to grab my robe!"
"Whatever Harry! Be a rebel!" Dean cried. "Look I'm not wearing one." Instead Dean was in a t-shirt that said free sex.
"Dean do you mean free sex as in you're a hooker who gives away free se, or you believe in free sex? As in we can screw anyone we please?" Seamus asked sarcastically.
"Both!" Dean grinned. "I believe in screwing everything!"
Harry just started laughing. "Dean that sounded so wrong!"
"I mean I support bisexuality!" The brunette argued. The trio argued about Dean's shirt all the way to breakfast.
Finally Harry broke the conversation by asking, "What do we have first?"
Seamus yawned and took out his times tables. "DADA double, then magical creatures."
"Joy." Dean growled. "Lord wonder what Hagrid has this year!"
"I betcha he has a death eater." Seamus smirked, sending Harry into hystericle laughter. "Or McGonagall."
The owls swooped in, carrying mail, and Harry spotted that black one. To his surprise and horror it was flying straight to him. It landed right in front of him and hooted joyously, attacking his face affectionatly. "Hey! Fig quit it!"
"Nice owl!" Dean grinned.
The owl dropped another black envelope in Harry's hand and his wand. Harry just starred at the wand for a moment before stammering, "Uh…I gotta go….uh…see…the sky's falling!" And then he dashed out, the owl flying behind him.
Seamus and Dean exchanged a look before going after him.
Harry ran to the tree next to the lake and plopped down shaking. "Fig…where did you find my wand! How would someone know I don't have my wand!"
The owl just guestured to the letter. Harry carefully opened it.
Beautiful one…
I see you have some new friends. You seem to like them, good you deserve good friends like them. You never had so much fun with those other losers. I hardly slept last night, I couldn't stop thinking of you. I need you, Harry. My beautiful one, do you like the name? I think it suits you.
You are more beautiful of heart and body then any female I've ever met. My heart yearns so see you again, you and your beautiful haunted eyes. I would give my soul just to stare into your beautiful eyes. I can see them so much clearer without the glasses.
Harry I live for you, if you ever need anything do not hesitate to write me through Fig. I hope you don't mind if she stays with you. She was going to deliver this letter as a wake up note, but it seems she overslept. She noticed you left your wand in your dorm and got it for you.
Please don't be scarred of me Harry, I would die before I hurt you. You are the most wonderful thing in my life, you are my savior. Farewell beautiful one, enjoy your day.
Your secrete admirer.
p.s. By the way, I haven't had time to buy you a suitable gift…But be assured that when I do, I will send it to you v.i.a Fig. All the love I poses and more, again your secrete admirer.
Harry starred at the letter and re read it before looking at Fig. "Should I be scarred?" She shook her head and nipped his nose, chirping. "Then I won't be I suppose." Harry sighed, and then noticed Dean and Seamus walking over to him.
"Harry!" Dean yelled. "Is the sky really falling?"
Harry smiled. "No…Look…I just had to read this, here." He handed Dean and Seamus the letter, and they sat down beside him.
"Wow, someone really likes you!" Dean snickered. "When are you and this lady gonna get busy?"
"I don't think it's written by a girl." Seamus murmured, shocking them both. "Harry is this the first letter?"
"No…" Harry admitted, "Fig go fetch the other one, it's in my trunk, right on top." The owl hooted and flew off.
"Smart owl." Dean rasied an eyebrow. "But Dean why do you think it's a guy?"
"Well look," Dean pointed, "Beautiful one? Did your girl friend ever call you beautiful one?"
"No, I called her gorgeous." Dean said thoughtfully.
"And notice the possessive undertone?" Seamus added.
Fig returned with the other letter and he handed it to Seamus. "What do you think?" Harry asked.
"If it's a girl, she's much older then you, and very possessive." Seamus muttered. "But I think it's a guy…In fact I'm almost positive."
Harry sighed. "Fig said he wasn't dangerous, and that I shouldn't be scarred of him….I'm not really scarred, but it's kind of creepy."
"You shouldn't write him back." Dean growled. "Never trust stalkers.
Seamus shrugged. "I think you should be careful, but it doesn't look like he means you any harm."
Harry grinned. "Okay, I'll think about it during the day. Fig I'd love it if you could follow me around all day, but sadly you can't." Fig hooted and nipped them all affectionately, before flying away.
"Is she his owl?" Dean asked.
"Yup."
"Nice owl."
Harry just laughed. "DADA…At least Remus is teaching."
"Maybe we'll learn about something interesting." Dean said hopefully.
"And maybe we'll learn about how to stun someone, they never teach us real curses!" Seamus accused.
"Well the guy pretending to be moody did," Dean added.
"Quiet Dean." Seamus snapped teasingly.