DISCLAIMER- I did not come up with the genius Harry Potter series, credit goes to J.K. Rowling for that. And if I did come up with it, why would I be on this website???

CHAPTER ONE

"They've done it again, Harry." Hermione mumbled through the Daily Prophet her head was buried in. It had seemed to Harry, that the summer had flown by, because already, he was riding the Hogwarts Express on his way to his sixth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"Done what?" Harry said lazily, gazing out the train window into the countryside.

"The Death Eaters,' Hermione sighed. 'They claimed Voldemort possessed them into following him again. They didn't have any evidence, but…you know how that Cornelius Fudge is."

Harry didn't respond, for it was too much effort for him. Harry just wanted to forget about everything and sleep. The drama from the past year left Harry weak and depressed.

The compartment door slid open and Ron walked in dragging his feet, slightly smiling.

"I really do love being a Prefect, Hermione." He said sitting down next to her.

"Why were you in there for so long? We only had to stay for instructions." Hermione said folding up the Daily Prophet and putting into her bag sitting on the floor.

" I was eating Pumpkin Pasties!" He cried innocently.

Hermione sighed and informed him about the Death Eaters. There was a long silence, where all of them just stared at one object in the compartment. Finally, Ron broke the pause.

"Harry, you look tired."

"You only tell someone they look tired, when you want to be polite and tell someone they look like shit." Draco Malfoy said entering the compartment, followed by his bodyguards, Crabbe and Goyle.

"Go away Malfoy, nobody wants you here." Hermione said, nastily.

"Well, you certainly have ripened up this year, mud blood.' Malfoy said smirking as he stepped towards her. ' Maybe if you didn't hang around Potty and Weasel, I may consider showing you a good time."

Hermione felt insulted and personally violated as she crossed her arms over her chest.

Yeah…Well, Potty and I…I mean…Harry and me are her friends!" Ron exclaimed standing up.

"Harry and I." Hermione corrected trying not to make Ron feel embarrassed. Malfoy snickered and Crabbe and Goyle began to guffaw.

"Malfoy, go back to where you were…where people actually pretend to like you!" Harry yelled, finally joining the argument.

"Oh Harry! We weren't aware you were in here!" Malfoy said sarcastically, with a look of surprise on his face as he sat next to Harry.

Malfoy then muttered a charm into his hand and a ghostly white figure of a shaggy dog, running in his palm appeared. After a few seconds, the figure morphed rapidly into a tall walking man resembling Sirius Black. Harry could help to watch it. The figure suddenly burst, leaving the ghostly white substance floating into the air, slowly fading. Malfoy then looked gleefully at Harry.

"Get out…' Harry said through white knuckles and clenched teeth. "GET OUT!"

No one said anything. But that smile full of laughter remained on Malfoy's face. Finally, he stood up and walked out the door, followed by Crabbe and Goyle.

As soon as they left, Harry leaned his head against the window and gazed blankly.

"Oh Harry…" Hermione began.

"Look, forget about it, Hermione. I don't want to get onto this topic." Harry snapped.

Ron and Hermione engaged into conversation until the sun began to set and everyone changed into their Hogwarts robes. When the train finally began to slow down, Harry made sure he was the first student off. He looked up at the dark castle with the great bright moon shining into the vast lake below. Once again, he was home.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville shared a carriage to the castle.

"See what Gram made me?' He said excitedly holding up Trevor the toad. There appeared to be a little leash made out of lace and tooth floss around his neck. 'It's a toad leash!"

Just after Neville said that, he let go of the leash and set Trevor down on the seat next to him to reach over and get something from his bag. The toad croaked and hopped out the window. Everyone in the carriage giggled, even Harry had to smile to himself. Neville got his toad carrier out to show everyone, when he noticed they were all smiling. He tilted his head down slowly and noticed Trevor wasn't there. Then he tilted it up to the window. He then moved his head towards everyone and Ron shrugged.

"TREVOR! HAS ANYONE SEEN MY TOAD?" Neville screamed, the whole top half of his body out the window squinting, trying to look at the darkness behind him in search of his beloved toad.

In the carriage behind them sat Ginny and Luna Lovegood.

"I haven't had a year in Hogwarts where I haven't heard that famous line of Neville's yet." Ginny said slouching in her seat laughing.

" Me neither. I'm kind of fancying him…' Luna said in her dreamy voice scratching the velvet seats with her fingernails. She then suddenly look very alert at Ginny.' But you can't tell anyone."

"Why would I do that?" Ginny said thinking to herself that no doubt she is telling Hermione this in the common room.

Ginny looked out the window and surprisingly enough, saw Neville running past them looking muddy and worried. Not even a second later up in the carriage ahead of them, they could hear Ron yelling, "I can't believe he fell out the window!" followed by the howling laughter's of Malfoy and his gang in the carriage behind Ginny and Luna.

The feast in the Grand Hall was one of the best feasts in Harry's opinion and seeing everyone again made him feel better. Very slowly throughout the night, he got out of his slouch he'd been in since the death of his Godfather and only other relative besides the Dursleys, Sirius Black.

That night when Ron and Harry were staring at the ceiling of their sleeping chamber and after Dean Thomas and Semus Finnigans' snores filled the room, Ron whispered, "Great feast, huh?"

"I'm going to miss him." Harry said referring to Sirius.

"What?" Ron asked wondering why the sudden change of topic.

"Sirius."

"Oh," Ron said quietly.

"There must be some way I can contact him…I mean, this is the magic world! He can't be cut off from everything just because he's dead…."

"Well, most of the time they can…"

Harry thought for a long time and then got the mirror out of his trunk that Sirius gave him the last Christmas. It was bundled up in some of Uncle Vernon's socks due to when Harry smashed it into pieces. He lay the pieces of mirror on the floor and said loudly "Reparo". The mirror was now in perfect condition. And Harry, with his hopes in the clouds, said very clearly, "Sirius Black".

But nothing happened. Harry's face was still looking back at himself.

"Sirius Black." Still nothing happened.

"Sirius Black!" Harry saw some fog in the mirror, but then he realized it was his own breath for his nose was barely touching it by now.

"You know what? Maybe Sirius did have it when he fell off the arch and just hasn't realized I've found it?"

"Well…' Ron said sleepily. 'Tomorrow we have classes and I don't want to be drowsy during them."

And with that, Ron rolled over and his snores joined Dean and Semus' within minutes.

Harry smiled, said Sirius's name one more time, and closed his eyes to slumber.