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chapter 8:

Hogwarts Train

When Harry woke up on September the first, he gazed out at the sky and saw dark stormy clouds, determinedly blocking a blue sky from view.The chance of rain was very high.

"Ron wake up." He muttered.

"Go away mum, I'm the captain of the quidditch team, can't you see?Got to train my team properly." Ron mumbled.He waved his hands, as if shooing his invisible mother away. "Go, you can see Harry."

Stifling laughter, Harry gave his friend a sharp poke.

"Ow, gerrof me mum. I didn't mean to fail my newts." Ron was still in Ron's world.

Sighing Harry knew he only had one more choice. He moved his head towards Ron's ears and bellowed. "WAKE UP!"

Ron immediately jumped up, poised as if waiting to fight off enemy. "I'm ready to fight that death eater."

Harty chuckled. "Nope, no death eaters Ron."

"Oh,um,ok." Ron cleared his throat, his ears were getting pinker and pinker by the minute."I'll just get dressed."

"You do that." Harry answered.

Ron nodded and immediately sprinted away, his ears blazing a deep-rooted red of embarrasment.

Harry smiled and followed Ron.

10 minutes later Harry had done his daily toilette (things people do in the morning).Harry started to pack a few things he hadn't done the night before, when Ron came in.

"Mum's- calling -you- for -breakfast." The red-head panted.

"'kay.Thanks for tellin' me." Harry replied as he shoved in a book and a pair of socks in his trunk."Just wait for me, ok?"

"Ok."

They both dragged Potter's trunk down the spiral of stairs that stood in Grimmauld Place.They both let go of the trunk at the nottom of the stairs and joined the others that sat at the table, munching on toast,juice,milk and muffins.

"Come Ron,Harry dear." Mrs.Weasely gestured with a plump hand.She had resumed her kind image and was buttering some toast, specially for Harry.

"Thanks,Mrs.Weasely." Harry told the older woman.

Ginny and Hermione were chatting merrily, Ginny sipping milk with Hermione drinking orange juice.They both were nibbling on some blueberry muffins.

Fred and George were sitting there, looking wide-awake, but quieter and bleaker than usual.

"Hi Harry.Hi Ron." Fred gloomily greeted, his face resting in his hands as he occasionally took tiny bites of his toast.

"Hi you guys." George also greeted, malancholy waves radiating off him.

"What's worng?"

"Mum won't keep us out of sight and she says we can't go to our shop, let alone out sides.

"Except to escort you to The Hogwarts Train, but that's as fun as tending to flobberworms." George added, waving a plastic straw round and round in his drink.

"Sorry guys." Harry mumbled, feeling responsible.

"Not your fault." Came the short reply.

After every one had finished they got into a brand-new car that had been magicked to be roomy inside, just like in their second year with the Ford Angelia.

Every one piled in, except Mrs. Weasely.

"Sorry children,but I have some shopping to do.Good bye- Ron,Ginny, Harry."

She waved at them and they waved back.

Mr.Weasely, tall, thin and with wispy red-hair, was driving.

They reached the train station in 15 minutes.

"Hurry now." Mr.Weasely ushered them into the train station.

Ginny and Hermione went first, pretending to be obsessed in talking and slid backwards, and vanished from view.

Fred and George didn't bother acting, they simply stuck there hands in when no one was watching and slipped in.

Mr. Weasely followed and then finally Harry and Ron casually leaned back and found themselves in front of the large and beautiful scarlet Hogwarts train that issued smoke.Students and family milled around, hugging each other, laughing and exchanging quick goodbyes.

"C'mon, let's find those to giggle machines." Ron suggested.

"You mean Ginny and Hermione?" Harry querried as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose, keeping them from falling.

Ron rolled his eyes. ''Who else?"

They found Hermione and Ginny just getting on to the train.

"Oy!Wait up you two!" Ron shouted.

The girls twirled around, arms crossing there chests. "Were waiting." They chimed in unison.

Ron looked at them with a bemused expression. "Going for The twinsy twosome?Not your style."

"Just get in before our Hermione hexes you." Ginny retorted cheerfully.

The two teenagers climbed on.

After every one, except the parents, climbed on the train started moving slowly.

Harry watched Mr.Weasely wave until he became a faint shadow, as the Hogwarts Train pulled him farther and farther away.

"Let's get a seat." Harry suggested to his friends.Hermione and Ron immediately looked away, blushing.

"What?" Harry asked, nonplussed by his friends reactions to his simple, innocent suggestion.

Hermione sighed and shook her head and Ron was looking at the ceiling of the moving train.

Harry gripped the door of a compartment to steady himself as the trai n gathered speed.

"What is it.Hurry up with the words will you?The train's gettting awfully fast.

"Were prefects Harry, we can't sit with you until later on. Sorry."

The black-haired griffindor blinked. "Huh?"

Ron snorted and Hermione had an edge of hysteria to her voice. "Harry!Were prefects, you probably forgot, we have to check on every one.We'll see you later.You'd better grab a seat.""

Harry dumbly nodded. "Sorry.'bye.See you."

The two dissapeared and Harry quickly found a compartment.At that moment the train gave a lurch, forcing him to fall into a seat.

"Careful, Harry, or you'll get the Kurplate desease and you wouldn't want that." A dreamy voice whispered.

Harry instantly knew who it was without looking at the person.

"Luna." He muttered.

"Luna indeed." The fifth year witch sighed.Harry looked at her.She still had the same big eyes, scraggly, long dirty blonde hair.Luna was wearing her witch hat, which had a small toy of a raven on the pointy tip.He noticed she had a radish necklace clutching her neck and had colorful paper clips chained together and clipped to her ear, like long earrings, that brushed her shoulders.

"Oh,hi."

"Hello thereHarry.How do you do?"

"I'm ok." Harry answered.

"Me too." Luna dreamily brandished a magazine, "The Quibbler" was printed in bold italic words across the gleaming cover.

"Your in it!" Luna murmured.

Harry grabbed it and read the words:

Daily Prophet covers up there mistakes about the Harry Potter

The quibler has published the things Harry Potter said and there was a birst of murmuring about this issue.The Daily Prophet had been writing about him trying to draw attention to him.Now that the minister has been caught making goblin pies,The Daily Prophet was forced to see reason that Harry was good, and the minister was a goblin -pie maker.The minister hasn't resigned, even thuogh many urge him to for his cruelty to goblins.

Harry looked up and stifled his laughter.

"How is it?" Luna asked eagerly, her dreaminess was very faint.

"Very.Good." Harry choked out, through trying to stop himself from laughinh."Excellant."

"What's the matter?Why are you shaking.OmiGOD.Your having a seizure." Luna announced this very calmly as if she was conversing about blue being better than yellow.

Neville had been snoozing and awoke with a jerk. "Seizure?Who?"

"Harry."

"Harry!Oh mi god!Call the muggle police!"

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a cliffi plz. I left you hanging.What happens?Does Neville fain from shock?Do Ron and and Hermione burst in?Does any body realised that Harry does not have a seizure?

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