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Chapter 5 – Old Friends

It was a mere half hour later, and the trio was now heading towards the Gryffindor common room.

"You know what to say now, right?" Hermione said once again.

"You've told us a hundred times!" Harry snapped.

"I just want to make sure that-"

"Hermione", Ron interrupted, "we are not stupid."

"Sorry", she mumbled.

Harry looked at his own reflection in a window as they walked by. "I look ridiculous", he said with a sigh.

"No you don't", Hermione said automatically.

Harry stopped. "Ow come on", he said. "Don't tell me you think I look good like this?"

"It's not that bad, mate", Ron said.

Harry stared at his reflection. How could they say it wasn't bad? His hair had changed into a sort of dirty blond colour, and his eyes were now more grey then green. Grey-blue, to be more exact. His glasses had been replaced with contact lenses – which Harry wasn't extremely keen on (A/N Although I am. Random irrelevant fact #715 LoL). It had taken him quite a time to get them in. Too bad you can't just… magic them in.

It's going to be a long year, he thought.

"Harry? Are you coming?" Hermione dragged him back to reality. "Honestly, it doesn't look bad. You look kind of… sexy." She giggled.

"Um… Hermione?" Ron said slowly. "Are you all right? You've been acting strange ever since-"

"Hey guys", Harry said, "let's just go now, shall we?"

So the trio continued walking in silence, and after approximate five minutes, they had reached the Fat Lady - significant for the Gryffindor Common room entrance.

"Password?" she asked.

"Chocolate Frogs", Hermione said, the portrait swung aside and they could climb in through the hole.

Immediately when they entered, everyone's attention turned to them – it said swoop, and then everyone was watching them.

"Alyssa!" Lily jumped up from the couch where she had been sitting and ran up to them. "It's so good to see you!"

Amy did also appear behind Lily. "Hey!" she said. "Professor McGonagall told us you were coming back. Good to see you, Alyssa!"

Hermione smiled. "It's great to be back", she said. "I was so thrilled when I got an opportunity to spend another two weeks here, and this time with two other students from my school."

"So", a familiar voice said. Then the source of the voice appeared in front of them – it was James Potter. "Could you introduce us to your friends?"

Hermione looked at the crowd gathering up in front of them. There were all four of the Marauders, Lily, Amy, Gladys and the twins… Well, everyone from last year.

"Of course", she said and turned to her two fellow future students. Ron looked fairly shocked, his mouth hung open in an "I'm-not-really-sure-what's-going-on-here"-way that Hermione was very well accustomed to by now. Harry looked like he was going to throw up or faint at any time; he stood there, looked at the persons in front of him and swayed a little.

"This is Ron", she said as she pointed at Ron.

"Hi", everyone said simultaneously.

"And this", Hermione said and patted Harry on his shoulder, "is Harry."

Harry received the same 'hi' as Ron previously had.

"Harry and Ron", Hermione then said, "this is James, Sirius, Lily, Amy, Peter, Melanie and Emily, Gladys and Remus."

"Nice to meet you", Ron said.

"Yeah", Harry stammered. "Nice."

"I assume", Sirius said, "that you two" – he pointed at Harry and Ron – "will be sharing our dorm, eh?"

"Yeah", Ron said.

"Probably", Harry mumbled.

"I will show you", James said. "I am Head Boy, after all."

"Oh really?" Sirius said and rolled his eyes. "I had no idea."

James glared at him and headed off up the stairs to the boys' dormitories with Harry, Ron and the rest of the Marauders following.

"And you'll be sleeping in our again, won't you?" Amy said to Hermione when the door had slammed shut behind the boys.

Hermione nodded.

"This will be so great!" Amy said, stuck her arm under Hermione's and pulled her with her towards the girls' dormitory.

"So", Sirius said later that evening. "Do you guys play quidditch?"

The boys were gathered in their dormitory; there were Sirius, Remus, Peter, Harry and Ron. James had headed off to the Head Boy and Girl common room with Lily for… er… 'Head Boy and Girl duties'. In James Potter's language, it meant snogging.

"Yeah", Harry said. "I play seeker, and Ron is the keeper."

"That's cool", Sirius said. "I play beater. And James play seeker – we could have like a duel between the two of you, don't you think?"

(A/N I know there's some debate whether James was a seeker or a chaser, but since he was a seeker in the prequel, he shall be a seeker also now. Author's liberty. Period.)

Harry swallowed. Seeker duel against his dad would be what he'd been dreaming of, only that… his dad didn't know he was his son.

"That would be cool", he said.

"Awesome!" Ron exclaimed.

"Yeah!" Peter agreed.

Harry took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. Don't attack him. Don't attack him.

But honestly… why not? His parents had already gotten together so he should still have been born… but his parents would be alive.

No, a little voice said inside him. Harry sighed. Okay, then. He wouldn't kill Pettigrew.

"This is so great!" Amy exclaimed.

The girls all sat on Hermione's bed. Except for Lily, who had headed off to the Head Boy and Girl common room for 'Head Boy and Girl duties'. But Hermione suspected that they would be… doing something else. "Yeah, isn't it?" she said and smiled.

"So what's happened?" Emily asked.

"How is your fiancé doing?" Melanie asked.

"He's… fine!" Hermione said and made a mental note on telling Harry and Ron that she was 'engaged'.

"Is it one of the two boys you brought?" Gladys asked suddenly.

"I bet it's this Harry guy!" Melanie said.

"Yeah", Emily agreed. "We all saw how you kept glancing at him all the time…"

Hermione swallowed. She couldn't exactly tell them the truth, that she kept an eye on Harry so that he wouldn't freak out while standing in front of his parents.

"No", she said, blushing slightly, "it's neither of them."

"But you like him, don't you?" Melanie teased her.

"Only as a friend", Hermione said. "But let's talk about something else." She turned to Amy. "So how's it going for you and Sirius?"

Amy giggled. "Quite well."

"Oh come on", Hermione said. "Details…"

"What?"

Hermione grabbed a pillow and threw it on Amy, who immediately threw another back. Melanie, Emily and Gladys weren't late to join in and a couple of minutes later World War III – The War of the Pillows had started.

"Goodnight, guys", Remus said and closed the curtains around his bed.

"Yeah", Sirius said, yawned, and sat down on his bed. "I'm tired."

"Goodnight", Peter said.

Both Sirius and Peter closed their curtains, and there were now only Harry and Ron left.

"Well, Harry", Ron said, "I'm" – yawn – "tired too. I'll" – yawn – "sleep now. Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Ron", Harry said quietly.

Ron also closed the curtains around his bed, and just a couple of minutes later snoring from various people in the room could be heard.

Harry didn't sleep yet, though. Instead he got up from his bed and walked over to the window. It was snowing outside, and Harry watched the snowflakes as they slowly floated down the air.

Goodnight, Sirius, he thought. Goodnight Remus. Goodnight dad, goodnight mum…

He shivered. It was kind of chilly, so he quickly pattered back to his nice, warm bed and climbed up. He pulled the curtains closed and leaned back onto the pillow while closing his eyes.

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