Chapter one-

The Beginning of the End:

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It had started out like an ordinary day, if you could call any day at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry ordinary.

Ron Weasely, Hermione Granger, and Harry Potter were late for their very first class after the Christmas holidays. Unfortunately for them their very first class happened to be potions.

"I told..told you we didn't have time to get to Gryffindor tower and back before class," Hermione panted as they ran down the rapidly emptying hallway, dodging the last few stragglers. Ron moaned sadly.

"You think we're going to get detention 'Mione?," Ron exclaimed, brushing off a first year who had opened her mouth to ask him something."

"Ron!" Hermione hissed, "you're a prefect that girl-" Harry interrupted her impatiently "We'll be lucky if we get detention, it's more likely he'll try to get us expelled for 'disrupting the learning atmosphere' or some other bullshit excuse. " At this Hermione looked ashen.

"You don't think he could do that do you?" Hermione gasped urgently. Ron snorted and stopped.

"It's bloody likely he'll try, not that Dumbledore would let him of course. The Greasy Git's had in for you ever since you came. Just because your dad -"Ron went on not noticing the increasing horror of his friends as they gazed at something over his shoulder. "Ron," Hermione whispered frantically, "shut up -" She never got to finish as the presence of another made itself known.

"Mr. Weasley kindly keep your highly diminutive comments to yourself!" a voice hissed sharply from behind him. Ron went white and slowly turned around to stare at the enraged professor Snape.

"Ron, your really lucky that all you got for that was a months detention," Hermione said exasperated

Harry sighed in relief as the bell rang signalling the end of the class. They all filed out as quickly as they could. Who wanted to face Snape when he made the potion they were to do, the Burning Draught. When one drop of that potion touched your skin it felt like a liquid crucio. Ron really wasn't lucky, Harry had been sure that Snape would have liked to have killed him. Since he couldn't, he did the next best thing- detention with Filch. For a month. Unlike Ron, he and Hermione had only managed to get a 20 point deduction and detention with Flitwick for a week. What had Snape been thinking giving them over to Flitwick. Flitwick was nice, and incapable of the torture he was sure Snape had planned. But still..... He really didn't like the malicious smirk Snape had given them seeing their astonishment. One thing was for certain, that smirk meant nothing good for them. Ron broke the silence. "Is it just me or did the house elves forget to heat the castle." Hermione muttered something under her breath about how house elves shouldn't have to heat the castle, Harry shivered, wrapping his arms around his torso. It was cold. Harry frowned distractedly, there was something familiar about this particular chill. He shook it off hurriedly before it got any farther.

"Your right, I think it did get colder," Harry mused, "I would start to wonder if the house elves did forget." That was very unlikely though as he knew exactly how particular house elves were when it came to their work. They wouldn't have forgotten. He was startled from his thoughts as Seamus Finnegan (is this the right spelling?) a fellow Gryffindor sixth year darted through, excitement showing on his face. He pushed through the crowd knocking over a Slytherin fifth year and earning himself various curses from his fellow Gryffindor's and Slytherin's alike. He ignored them grinning mischievously all the while. He stopped when he reached them pulling his robes tighter around him. He smirked then, glancing around to make sure no one noticed him pulled out a jar filled to the brim with white stuff. His smirk widened as he saw the confusion on their faces and their reluctance to take the bottle, then bent closer and whispered loudly, "Go on, feel it, unless your scared that is." Ron jumped at the accusation and his confusion quickly melted into a glare. He hissed "I'm not chicken." Before reaching out to take the jar. The moment he had it completely in his hands he dropped it with a yelp, rubbing his hands to him all the while. Harry and Hermione hastily took out their wands and pointed them at the white filled jar as it hit the floor undamaged and rolled away. This drew the attention of most of the hall to them. Most seeing two of the famous trio with their wands out and pointing at a jar, looked on nervously grasping wands close, even the Slytherins. They didn't know what was in the jar but if the trio was wary of it than it might just be worth it to be careful. So that was why they were so shocked when Seamus burst out laughing . He couldn't seem to stop and soon fell to the floor clutching his sides with tears streaming down his face. Noticing the reactions of the hall he just laughed harder. Ron glaring at the hysterical boy stepped forward and none to gently kicked him in the ribs. Needless to say Seamus was caught unawares and started to choke. Gasping for breath and sitting up he turned glared ferociously up at the smirking Ron.

"What did I ever do to you?" Seamus muttered, rubbing his ribs, while getting awkwardly to his feet under the stares of everyone in the hall. Ron snorted.

"You really want me to answer that?" Ron asked with a smirk. Hermione tutted disapprovingly before tucking her wand back into her robes. Harry along with everyone in the hall followed suit.

Seamus muttered something about ungrateful prats, before bending down to pick up the uninjured bottle in slightly red hands. "You know you didn't have to drop it if you were scared Ronnikins," Seamus teased tucking the bottle back into his robes before making as if to turn away, "and I was doing you a favour too. I was going to tell you a secret but you had to drop it." By now most of the hall had continued on to wherever they had been going in the first place. Seamus walked a few steps before Hermione called to him, "Just because Ron was being a prat doesn't mean you should keep the secret from the rest of who are curious, though if its anything illegal I'll have to confiscate it." At this Seamus laughed turning around to face them and said one word: "Snow." Before turning and darting away towards the packed entrance hall. Everyone who had heard the word gasped before following his path. They stared out the already open doors the cold breeze brushing against the unprotected parts of their skin. Indeed it was snowing, there were piles of it clinging to the trees, the ground and every where it was possible to stick. Harry stared at it as if he never seen it before. Anyone who happened to glance his way, shuddered at the look in his eyes and quickly walked away. Most of the people were filing onto the front lawn and it wasn't long before a snow ball war was called. Harry watched all of this with haunted eyes, he didn't know why but snow reminded him of Sirius. His mind filled with pictures of Sirius moments that would never be repeated, Sirius promising him a home with him once he was freed. And Sirius falling into the veil screaming accusations. Harry gasped falling to his knees tears streaking his cheeks and stopping frozen. It was cold, so cold. He felt frozen to his very soul, as if he could never be happy again........ It was the same chill he had felt earlier and now he knew what it was. Harry quickly got to his feet trying to shake off the haze of memories. Dimly he heard his friends shouting to him, vaguely he could here those shouts turning into screams. Then one word broke through the fog in his mind, snapping him out of his daze. The cry was taken up until he could no longer deny what he was hearing "Dementors!"

Dementors had come onto Hogwarts grounds.

Well there's chapter one, I can't believe how fast I got it out. Think anything's good comment on it, think anything is terrible review and tell me about it. But please no flames. Pleeze review. It encourages me.

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