Disclaimer: Something has happened! -You hear a voice saying that Harry Potter doesn't belong to me. It belongs to J.K. Rowling!-

Oh boy! The next chapter is up! Thank you... uh... whoever you are for reading these. These are some of my first stories I actually displayed in public. I just pray you are not snickering at me.

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As Harry exited the train he was being pushed. Mostly by adults rather than students, who were on their way to Hogsmeade. He finally got off and was alone except for Hermione in a place he could actually breathe. It was kindly hard in a small space so full of body heat.

"Harry! Ye made it!"

Shocked, by the deep voice, Harry spun around, excited, knowing exactly who it was. "Hagrid! It's you!" He wailed diving into his arms. He was always happy to see Hagrid. He was always nice to him and he was the first friend he ever had after his parents died. It was him who had saved Harry from the Dudleys nine months a year and gave him his train ticket to Hogwarts.

Another voice joined in, "Hagrid! I'm glad you're here!" Hermione only hugged his arm trying not to push Harry.

"Both 'you have changed a lot over the last five years." Hagrid said, finally escaping the grip the two young adults had thrown on him.

They were quickly finished talking by Hagrid remembering he needed to take the other students back to the Hogwarts building.

They got out onto the water and as usual Hagrid took up one whole boat by himself. Harry and Hermione knew exactly who the first years were by looking at surprised expression on the kids' faces.

At that instant, he remembered when he was a kid and went there for the first time. He had been amazed by the large castle and all the gorgeous lights. Although he loved that a lot, he loved inside even better. The floating candles in Dining Hall that literally floated in the air had amazed him every year.

Another thing he liked was his first classes and the entire Phenomenon that happened in each.

He had no idea he was shaking his head while thinking and Hermione was looking at him as if he were crazy. He finally came to and cleared his throat pretending to not know what had happened.

They got to they school and Harry and Hermione hurried up to the castle.

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"I'm tellin' ya it's this way!" Harry complained turning left when he climbed up the stairs that came from the main hallway.

"You're getting old and you're losing your mind," Hermione chuckled, "It's this way!" She turned right instead.

They wandered around for a few seconds until Harry broke the silence and growled in frustration. "We better ask for help before we end up in the dungeon."

Hermione nodded. We can't ask Malfoy. He wouldn't tell us because we made fun of him. And besides I don't know, nor want to know where he is.

They traveled back down to the main entrance to find some help. They found the door to the office that used to belong to the caretaker, Filch, hoping someone would be there and not going to eat.

Before either could knock the door swung open. Two men covered in dirt stood before them. Their hair was greasy and looked as if it hadn't been washed in days. Their clothes were a bit torn and they were very thin, but looked familiar to Harry and Hermione.

"Excuse me, but do we know you?" Hermione asked. Harry cocked an eyebrow in curiosity.

The two men realized who they were talking to.

One of them said, nervously, "Uh... I'm Goy- I mean Goliath, and that's Cra- um... I mean Crande."

"Crabbe? Goyle?" Harry confirmed looking very surprised.

The two knew they couldn't get out of it, being as idiotic as they were. They hesitantly shook their heads "yes" in embarrassment knowing they were enemies and it should be amusing to them.

Harry was dumbfounded not knowing what to say and Hermione looked even more shocked.

"You two have lost a lot of weight," Harry finally said. Even though he knew they were getting exactly what they deserved, he was going to be nice to see it they would react kindly, too.

"Yeah... well, we work a lot and don't get many food breaks. I'm starving." Crabbe said.

"Yeah and they wont give us dinner because we have to hurry on getting the students' dorms ready." Goyle sighed.

Hermione and Harry felt completely sorry for them.

"If you want we could bring you back something to eat." Hermione said. Harry nodded.

Both Crabbe and Goyle beamed. "Um, yeah, that'd be great if you could." Crabbe nervously said. They were both surprised Harry was being nice to them, especially since all the years they had bullied them.

Harry knew he and Hermione were doing the right thing. They thought it was time to act mature. Although, Draco, was just not prepared to agree with that logic. Harry just then remembered what they came there for. "Uh, where is the dining area? We forgot."

Harry followed Crabbe's finger pointing directly in front of him. Harry flushed a bit knowing then all they had to do was walk across the hall.

They both hurried themselves in trying not to be noticed and sat at the teachers' table where they saw Malfoy scowling at them. They got into their seats and let out a sigh of relief when they saw the Sorting Hat was still sorting first years into their new houses.

Harry's eyes wandered over to see Hagrid. Now that he could see him in the light, he noticed Hagrid looked a little older.

Next he saw Dumbledore who had definitely changed in appearance. He was much older looking. Harry looked back straight in front of him to see many new faces before him.

Suddenly Harry had caught something at the side of his eye. It was Snape slightly clicking his fingers together to get his or Hermione's attention. Hermione and Harry looked at him questionly as Snape was making out words without actually speaking.

They finally realized he was telling them to meet with him after dinner.

They nodded and looked forward again. Soon the sorting was over with and they awaited the announcements. Dumbledore stood up and began to speak, "Welcome to Hogwarts! As you can see we have a few new teachers. We have Harry Potter as our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

Whispers were heard among the students. They all knew the Defense teacher was replaced every year because of some strange accident and they knew Harry had been a living legend ever since he was born and more when he came to Hogwarts.

Dumbledore continued, "Draco Malfoy will be assisting Professor Snape in Potions."

A few groans were heard. –As if one evil teacher for one class isn't enough- a lot of them thought.

"We have a new class, Woodshop, which will be taught by Ginny Weasly."

Harry looked very surprised as he saw Ginny becoming in sight at the other end of the table. They smiled at each other. Harry winced remembering how he rebelled against the new class. Ginny had been his girlfriend for a few months and he was surprised she hadn't said a thing to him about it.

"...And Hermione will be teaching Transformation."

Harry looked at Hermione and smiled.

"School pictures will be taken on the 15th, so be ready in your nicest uniform. For Hogsmeade is opened to all thirds years and up. Have your permission slips ready. Finally, the Forbidden Forest is not aloud for all students. That is all." Dumbledore sat down and the students clapped.

Food appeared on the table and everyone ate and talked. Ginny got up and spoke to Harry.

"Why didn't you tell me you were going to be teaching here?" Harry asked.

"I wanted it to be a surprise. In fact, the only people I actually told are my mum and dad. I don't even think my brothers know," Ginny replied. She lightly kissed his cheek then sat back down.

The meal ended and Harry and Hermione went out into the hall trying to fin Ginny but it was impossible with the swarm of student trying to get to their dorms.

They both felt a hand on their shoulders and turned around expecting to see Ginny but it wasn't. It was Snape.

"Now, let's talk, shall we?" He suggested.

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Ooooh! What's he gonna say to them? I know! I know! It'll be in the next chapter. Stay tuned!