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Chapter 1: The Train Ride

Harry Potter stared out the window of the Hogwarts Express. His best friends, Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasly sat on the seat across from him. Ron was sleeping with the occasional snore and drool pooling around the corner of his mouth. Hermione was reading some book.

Harry was looking out the window as the scenery passed by. Not really noticing it as he was lost in thought. This year, his relationship with his dad, James, began to dissolve. Harry had fleeting thoughts that his father forgot he existed on some occasions and when he did see him, all Harry received were lectures on being careful. The year he needed his father the most… Harry shuddered, and tried to repress thoughts of the incidents of the past year. He did not want to think about the night at the Department of Ministries. He did not want to think about being the last hope the wizarding world had.

I'm only a kid. He thought. How am I supposed to save the world? Because you're not just a kid.A voice deep down inside of him answered back.

"Harry?"

Harry looked over at Hermione, his mind thrusted from his thoughts. He realized he should tell her what he learned. About the prophecy. He feared that speaking it would make it all the more real. But the biggest reason, the one that kept him silent was the fear she would stop being his friend. Knowing what would most likely happen to him in the end.

"What's wrong?" She demanded.

"I'm fine 'Mione, really." Harry lied. Trying to sound sincere, but knew he failed miserably.

"Harry. You don't have to lie to me." She stated and he sighed.

"I just—I don't want to go home." He admitted.

"Why? I thought that-"

"I just need a break. I would give anything right now to just…get away for awhile. Not having to think about what's happening." Harry admitted, hoping the answer would satisfy her. The statements were true, but that wasn't what really bothered him.

"Maybe you could spend some of the summer at my home? I could ask mum and dad. I'm sure they wouldn't mind." Hermione offered.

"I don't think I'll be very good company." He admitted.

"Harry, you're always welcome." Hermione said and Harry realizes just how much he had come to depend on his friend. Her hair was bushy today, and curly. She didn't seem to put much care into it as she did before. She had taken off her robes and now wore her muggle clothes, jeans and a nice t-shirt. He realized then how truly beautiful she really was.

"Thanks 'Mione." He said a small smile on his lips. The friends smiled at each other for a moment.

"Harry? Can I ask you something? You don't hafta answer..."

"It's ok." Harry said, fearing he already knew what she was going to say.

"What do you think was in that prophecy?" She asked.

He didn't answer a first, but he felt panicky all over again.

"Harry?"

"I know 'Mione." Harry said, so softly he hoped she could not hear him.

"Know what?" She said, but he knew she knew what he meant.

"What the prophecy says." Harry stated, dryly. Please Hermione, don't ask. Harry thought, already knowing she would.

"What did it say? How do you know? I thought it was smashed!" Hermione said, looking excited and incredulous at the same time.

Harry nodded in agreement to her last statement and did not say more for a moment. He hoped she would forget about it, but she looked like a little kid in a candy store.

"Dumbledore told me. It—"

The train came to a lurching stop, sending Harry to the floor and causing Ron to wake up.

"Harry!" Hermione said, loudly and looked down at her friend who was sprawled on the floor.

"Why's Harry on the floor?" Ron asked.

"Because it's magic." Harry said, sarcastically.

"Really?" Ron asked.

Harry and Hermione looked at Ron with looks that read 'you cannot be serious.'

"What's going on?" Hermione said, breaking the silence.

"I don't know." Harry said, stepping up from the floor. Hermione and Ron got out of their seats and they heard someone yelling a spell indistinctly.

The friends looked at each other, pulled out their wands and left their car (or whatever sectioned off sections of trains are called.)

"Harry Potter. What a pleasure." A deatheater said sarcasm evident in the voice.

Before the trio could do anything, another deatheater sent a curse at them. The three ducked and the spell left a gaping hole in the train behind them, leading to the outside.

Harry stood up, ready to say any spell that came to mind when He felt himself being hit by the expellimus curse. He flew back and Hermione and Ron watched as their friend flew out the hole.

"HARRY!" Hermione yelled.

And that was the last thing Harry remembered before the darkness. That and falling.

To be continued.

A/N: dun dun dun! I actually have more written, but this is all I had time to type up. So, what did you think? Good? Bad? Stupid? What? Tell me, please. I really want to know if what I'm writing is complete crap. But I think you would get a better idea of it when I get the next couple of chaps up. Please R&R. I will try and post as often and frequently as possible, but I am a High School Senior and I work. So please be patient with me.

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