The Deal
"Harry, you know you want to."
"Yeah but, that would be betraying the only real friends I ever had," Harry replies.
"Yes but you'll make new ones, ones that give you gifts and have good pets."
"Well… Okay."
"You won't regret it, I know it."
"Okay, Voldemort."
"Hey guys," Harry says.
"Harry, are your eyes supposed to be red and glowing?" Hermione asks Harry with her usual intelligent touch.
"There my new red contacts do you like them."
Hermione and Ron fidget and both look at there feet trying not to think about what happened last time Harry got contacts.
"Yes I know what you're thinking. Remember what happened last time, but these are different, someone special gave them to me."
"Yeah but I don't like you having contacts, you look scary," Ron remarks trying not to think about big scary spiders with red glowing eyes just like Harry's.
"Ronald Wealsey, must you always think about your fears, it doesn't help get rid of them."
"I wasn't, I was thinking about… my favorite kind of cheese that glows and is red."
"What?" Says Hermione dumbfound.
"You guys we'd better get to class," Harry says trying not to let them fight. They'd been doing that a lot lately.
"Yeah, but first take your contacts out, they're starting to scare me," Ron says.
"No, I like them," Harry says loudly, "and I can't take them out," he adds under his breath.
Harry, Ron and Hermione walk silently to potions, trying not to think about the dread that awaits them in the potions room.
End of Chapter 1