A little note: just excuse my wrong spellings, wrong grammar and the other wrong ones... hehehe

note:

... means change of scene

... means its me talking

( ... ) means Harry is adding something

Naruto,Sasuke and the rest of his gang (except their teachers) are 16 years old so are harry, Ron, hermione and draco I don't own anything... and this is my first fic! ----

The boy who lived. Yep,thats me. Harry James Potter. Im an ordinary boy or should i say an ordinary wizard who happens to be listening to the most boring subject for all time. History of magic by professor Binns. jeez I think nobody really listen to him except perhaps Hermione. i can see everybody sleeping or just doing something else except again, Hermione. When will this subject finish. I'm too bored.

Bored to death.

after that class..

We are in our common room discussing on how Professor Binns's lecture was.

"Can you believe that?" Ron exclaimed "he expects us to write an essay about his lecture? after that oh-so-boring lessons of his!"

"Its not that boring! and you could have at least try listening to him you know. "hermione said on a matter-of-fact tone.

"Could you two please just shut up?" I said. they are too annoying when they fight but i think the truth is that they just like each other (even though ii like her). I mean, look at them, they fight so much yet they till like to be together.

they look at me with i think a rather surprised expression on their face. "lets go to the Great Hall" I said.

"okay" they said together.

I think i need time for a walk too many things happened today aside for that boring lesson.Sigh. While we were walking to the great hall my scar suddenly ached. Its too painful. I touched my scar, its burning like hell.

"Harry? Harry! are you all right!" Ron asked me. I did not reply but suddenly as , if some one is forcing my feet to run, I ran to the direction of the school grounds. I heard Ron and Hermione following, running as fast as they could. Then I stopped at the middle of the school grounds. I saw an image...

Then the man turned it was just Draco.

"So Potter, what are you doing here? Trying to sleep here? and oh...you that mudblood and that weasel" he asked with his usual cold voice as he saw Ron and Hermione . " and you?" I asked.

Just as Draco was to answer the wind suddenly became strong and a swirling black appeared out of nowhere it's swirling and swirling. Its like trying to suck us in, and then again I was right. It was pulling us in! I shouted for help, so are the others. "heeeeelp!" we shouted at the top of our voices (draco, me, hermione and Ron). Well, i guess its no use for nobody would take a walk in the middle of the night except those law breakers a.k.a. us but the i saw a familiar face. Neville Longbottom! "NEVILLE HELP US!" I shouted at him. He ran as fast as he could, think its too late anyway to go to professor Dumbldore for the last thing i saw was a vast of darkness...

------- Well? How was it?