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"Thanks again Ron for picking up my school things for me," Harry smiled as he, Ron, Hermione and Ginny sat down in one of the Hogwarts Express' many compartments.
"Don't worry about it 'arry my mum was happy to grab your things. She thinks of you as a second son you know. Well…sixth aw forget it you know what I mean." Ron dropped his arms exasperated.
"So Harry tell us about this girl you said that you met this summer." Hermione's eyes sparkled and Ginny shot to attention when this question arose.
"Yeah spill!" Ginny squealed excitedly. What it was with girl's and gossip Harry would never understand. "Er well…she was very nice and uhh…pretty." Harry was at a loss for what to say, but he finally recounted the summer's events carefully excluding the whole kissing fiasco, but the girls caught on anyways.
"So Harry you fancy this girl?" Ginny eyed him knowingly as if she could see right through him.
"I don't think it'd be a good idea to have a girlfriend. What with my constant run-ins with Voldermort." He watched as everyone flinched at the sound of his name. "Besides with the prophecy and all this doesn't seem like a good time to be …distracted," Harry chose his words carefully.
"Harry that doesn't answer my question!" Ginny pouted, crossing her arms.
"'ey guys!" Ron burst through the cabin door arms full of sweets, apparently he had left and no one had noticed.
"What Ron?" Harry said grateful for the change of subject.
"I just saw a new girl in our year and she's hot!" Ron stated excitedly.
"That's great Ron," Harry chuckled, taking absolutely no interest in what was going on.
"Puh-lease," Hermione made a face as she spoke, "girls should not be referred to as 'hot' it's degrading!"
"She's in Slytherin though," Ron's face folded into a frown. He obviously wasn't listening much to her annoyance.
"Honestly why do I even try?" Hermione threw her hands up into the air in frustration.
Harry just laughed, it was so nice to be with his friends again. Although much to his dismay he couldn't shake the feeling that a very important person was missing. "Aaralyn" he mumbled out loud.
"What was that Harry?" Ginny turned from watching Ron and Hermione's bickering to stare at Harry inquisitively.
"Oh nothing Ginny, never mind," Harry spoke a little to quickly.
"Well… alright" Ginny hesitated deciding whether or not to push for an answer.
CLACK! The noise their cabin door made as it opened made them all jump. Harry looked to see who had so rudely interrupted and his smile froze on his face.
"Well, well look who we have here Potter and Weasel." A boy with platinum blonde hair and an 'I'm-so-much-better-than-you' smirk on his face stood in the doorway.
"Malfoy" Harry spoke through gritted teeth. God how he hated Malfoy!
"Potter" Malfoy's eyes became slits as he glared at Harry. Obviously the feeling was mutual. Malfoy's eyes turned to Hermione's as if she were next in his rampage of hatred.
What happened next surprised everyone. Everyone except Hermione that is. None of Malfoy's usual insults for Hermione left his mouth, in fact no insult was spoken not even Malfoy's signature "Mudblood" nickname. The only evidence Malfoy was acknowledging her at all was the devilish smirk that played across his face, which seemed to be silently conveying a message to the person it was directed at. Harry turned his gaze to Hermione. She was staring right back at Malfoy, a mischievous glint in her eyes. 'What in the bloody world is going on here!' Harry thought with an impending sense of dread.
Quite suddenly Malfoy turned on his heel and swept off into the train's corridor. All three friends turned to face Hermione.
"Okay what in the bloody 'ell was that!" Ron yelled before anyone else could open their mouths.
"I have no idea what you are talking about Ron." Hermione said looking a little too innocent.
"You know bloody well wha-" Ron started but Hermione cut him off.
"You know Ron you shouldn't talk so roughly especially since we are prefects. Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to make my rounds." And Hermione was out the door before Ron could say another word. 'She's going the same direction Malfoy went.' Harry noted uneasily. 'What're they up to?'
"Well I 'spose I should go too. Seeya later Harry!" Ron stumbled out the door, tripping on his own robes. Heading in the opposite direction Hermione had taken.
"I'm going to go too. Talk to ya later Harry." Ginny walked out into the hall.
Alone. Here he was again all alone. 'Why couldn't Dumbledore have made me a prefect too! Harry's thoughts took a turn toward the angrier side but subsided as he told himself that it was no one else's fault, just circumstance.
Suddenly Harry Felt a searing pain rip through his head. He doubled over cradling his forehead as foreign emotions swept through him. Happiness and sheer, evil, delight and the feeling that everything was coming together filled his mind. 'What's coming together?' Harry asked himself never to be answered. Then just as suddenlyas it had come the pain stopped, Harry's Occumulency technique had kicked in.
Harry sat gasping for air, trying to slow his heartbeat. Though he had pretty much mastered occumulency there was no stopping some of Voldermort's more intense feelings.
Harry slumped down in his seat exhausted and let himself drift off to sleep. After an hour or so, Harry was awakened slightly by the sound of the opening and shutting cabin door. He was vaguely aware of someone sitting across from him though he didn't wake up until the other passenger spoke.
He heard them gasp in surprise. (something he was quite used to, being the boy who lived and all.) "Harry?" Harry's eyes shot open at the sound of the person's voice. He stood up so suddenly that he hit his head on the luggage rack.
"Oww," Harry reached to the back of his head to find a bump already forming.
"Harry are you okay?" The sweet voice asked.
Harry opened his eyes to find deep blue eyes looking back at him. Not the eyes he was expecting he thought to himself. But when he looked at the person themself Harry's breath caught and his heart sped to what seemed an impossible rate. "Aaralyn?"
Hmm is it Aaralyn? But she has green eyes right well you'll just have to review and find out!