Hocruxes? Hogwarts? Or Romance? How about all? Chapter 5: Back to Hogwarts, a harry potter fanfic

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THE VERSION TWO CHAPTER OF CHAPTER ONE IS THE CHAPTER WHICH IS LABELED : THE CHOICE V.2.

A/N: This is really weird but who cares. This is the fifth chapter. Anyway, so far, I had two reviews which mentioned whether they wanted Hocruxes or Hogwarts to be detailed. I have really no idea what to do cos' one says he/ she wants Hocruxes detailed. Second one says she/ he wants Hogwarts detailed.

The book details both in case you don't know. --''.

So, tell me if you want Hogwarts or Hocruxes detailed. Majority wins. I am sorry if you don't get what you want. I might detail both if you persuade me to…

Anyway, here is the fifth chapter. Hope you like it.

Chapter 5- Back to Hogwarts

Harry snapped open his eyes. He sat up jumpily, thinking about the future—I mean the future of the day. It so happens that the last week of summer had gone by as though a snail was supposed to push the gearsof all the time machines in the world despite all the cool stuff they discovered in the Potter Mansion, example talking plates, telling you what good things there are to eat, a big four headed dog in which if you fed any of them leftover food, a second later all four heads will spit out cakes and other stuff using the leftover food, but don't worry. There is no saliva.

"FINALLY!" Harry screamed on top of his lungs. "BACK TO HOGWARTS!"

Of course no one could hear him. His room was the hugest that even though he yelled like mad, it would never reach outside his room.

But it was a bit weird. Harry wanted to find the Hocruxes but he was so happy to go back to Hogwarts. Either way, I think he liked both.

He jumped out from bed, took a warm shower, and put on a shirt and jeans.

Crack!

He apparated to the dining area, and with that horrible feeling again…

Crack!

Huh? Three cracks? Harry turned to his left, and found Hermione and Ron doing the same.

"HARRY JAMES POTTER, RONALD WEASLEY AND HERMIONE GRANGER. DON'T YOU EVER DO THAT AGAIN. I MAY NOT BE OF AGE BUT WHEN I AM, I WILL MAKE SURE I WILL DO THAT TO YOU ALL."

Wha-? Harry thought. He turned back, expecting to see the red-faced Mrs Weasley, finding it a bit weird because she was of age to apparate and she was seldom, I mean never angry at Harry.

Harrys's eyes widened. He was actually looking at a flaming red haired, red faced, red eared, and red… eyes (?) Ginny!

"Well," Harry said coolly. "I think Ginny here is ready to take over in Mrs Weasley's place."

"HARRY JAMES POTTER, AND YOU TWO, I FELL DOWN BECAUSE OF YOUR LITTLE ACT!" Ginny screamed, showing Harry her bruised arm, now swelling black.

Harry's face turned into a look of concern, but Dumbledore came striding in the room and said, "Miss Weasley, you didn't have to be that angry. It was my fault they are allowed to apparate. If you need to scream, you can take it out on me. A little charm will do the trick to fix that little bruise."

He muttered a charm and Ginny's skin turned back to her normal, flawless skin.

Of course, Ginny would never dare to scream at Dumbledore. Her face lightened up a bit, but she walked back to her chair normally with much difficultly. "Some temper." Harry whispered to Ron. "Get used to it if you are gonna marry her." He whispered back. Harry gave him a fierce look but Ron smirked. Harry, instead of fighting back, whispered back coolly, "Well, if you are gonna marry little miss granger, you better get used to her mocking." Now, it was Ron's turn to give Harry a fierce look and Harry's turn to smirk.

They talked no more till the end of breakfast. This time, they weren't in a rush to pack. Dumbledore easily helped them levitate their trunk in the Ministry's car. Harry curiously asked Dumbledore, "Sir, are you taking the Hogwarts train to Hogwarts?"

"Of course not, Harry. I will use another way."

"Ok…"

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They reached Kings Cross Station comfortably, as the Ministry's car was enlarged in the inside, pretty comfortable, but it was no match for Mr. Weasley's Mercedes.

Hermione, Harry, Ron and Ginny managed to find an empty compartment. It was no surprise because of the news that Lord Voldemort had come back. Ron and Hermione went to do their Head Girl and Head Boy duties which left Harry and Ginny alone.

A/N: Head Boy and Head Girl were last minute additions. Hope you don't mind. :D

HARRY'S POINT OF VIEW…

Oh good… Here's the chance. I'm alone with Ginny. I bet all she is thinking about is her hair. Maybe because she didn't brush it properly today. But… I'm gonna make a fool of myself! I will turn red and… and.. oh gosh. Don't be such a coward Harry. I AM NOT A COWARD! ARGHHHHHH! I am gonna kill Hermione and Ron when they come back.

GINNY'S POINT OF VIEW…

OMG! Harry is alone in a cabin—with me! OMG! I am gonna make a fool of myself. Oh gosh. I didn't brush my hair properly today. My hair must be sticking out! ARGHHHHH! I'm gonna kill Hermione and Ron when they come back.

Apparantly, they had to talk. I mean like, a talkative person like Ginny, how could she stop talking for more than an hour? Impossible. But, maybe, this time, she would. Like, who knows?

APPARENTLY, they HAD to talk NOW. The lunch trolley innocently comes by, and forces both parties to talk.

"Ummm… Ginny, do you want some chocolate frogs?"

Ginny was startled. She jumped out from her thoughts and mumbled, "Uhh…ok".

HAH! They talked!

A/N: Sorry. Lols. Im kinda crazy. :D

Harry bought 6 chocolate frogs, and two lemonades. He passed three chocolate frogs ad one lemonade to Ginny. His fingers brushed against hers and Ginny blushed madly.

The lunch trolley innocently rolls away.

Harry was about to open his mouth but Ginny abruptly put down her chocolate frogs and lemonade and walked out of the cabin, on the way, muttering, "Bathroom.".

Harry sighed. Never was this gonna work out.

"Hey Harry." Hermione said, walking into the cabin with Ron. "Where's Ginny?"

"Bathroom." He mumbled, exactly the same way Ginny did. And with that, he mumbled, "Gonna look around." And he walked out of the cabin.

"What is wrong with them?" Hermione said, raising a terribly high eyebrow. Ron was about the answer when…

"WON-WON! I MISSED YOU!" Lavender came jumping into the room, rustling with Ron's hair, while Ron was trying to push her away, "Geroff me! Geroff me!"

Lavender ignored the last comment and put two fingers under his chin, "So, do you miss me won-won?"

"Lavender! Must I repeat myself? We are OVER. Understand? O-V-E-R, OVER!" Ron said, almost shouting.

She pretended not to hear that bit and said, "Oh, won-won. You can spell so well."

Gosh. This mad woman must be deaf. Ron and Hermione thought at the same time. Now, Hermione's face was getting a bit green then a bit red, then a bit green, then back to red again, just like lights changing on a Christmas tree.

Ron was amused by Hermione's reaction. Is that jealousy? Ron thought happily to himself. Ok. Back to the point. Lavender is deaf.

This time, Ron shouted, "LAVENDER. GO AWAY. WE ARE OVER!"

Lavender innocently replied, "Won-won, stop playing tricks with me. Stop whispering! I can't hear you! I might think that you were saying bad things behind my back." She smiled bashfully.

Ron was frustrated. Someone needs to dig her ears. Or probably give her hearing aids. He didn't bother to shout now, as it seemed to be attracting a bit of attention. Without any hesitation, Ron grabbed Lavender by the side of her arms.

Lavender widened her eyes and gasped a bit.

Guess what happened?

You guessed it! Wait, did you? Ah well, who cares.

Ron slammed open the cabin door with one hand, and pushed Lavender out, then shutting back the door, and closing the blinds.

Nothing was heard after that. Ron got a bit worried. How if she killed herself? Then I wouldn't know if she did, cos' the blinds are closed.

"Argh…." He pulled open the blinds and…

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" He fell back, head on Hermione's lap.

Hermione was taken by surprise. "What—"

She looked up at the door and saw a red eyed, vein straining and big face of Lavender's nose- pressed against the glass part of the door... All the veins sticking out—just terrifying. She jumped up and Ron fell very hard onto the floor.

"Oh my gosh! Are you okay Ron?"

She didn't wait for an answer and if she did, she wouldn't get one. She ran to the door, not like there was any space to run, so she stepped on the back of a face-down Ron on the floor.

Ron didn't groan. He didn't scream nor shout. He didn't show any signs of being hurt, but he was.

Hermione closed the blinds immediately. That was a good thing.

"Oh my gosh! Ron! Are you okay? I' m terribly sorry. I didn't mean to—"

"OH MY GOSH!" She screamed.

"Bloody hell." She said weakly and fainted.

What did she see? She turned around the body of Ron with much difficulty and it turned out that Ron hit his head on the floor, with a pool of blood under his head. And that was when she screamed, swore and then fainted.

No one could stop the bleeding nor could anyone wake Hermione up, not even with icy cold spine- chilling water. It had to be something serious. It was an emergency. They had to take them to the Hospital wing in Hogwarts---- fast.

The Hogwarts Express quickened its pace and calls were sent for a faster way of transporting. Suddenly, Lavender just disappeared, probably, like in fairytales, into thin air.

Harry came back and he was thinking----hard. What could he do to help? AHAH! He ran out the outdoor part of the train and whistled for Buckbeak. He didn't care if the others saw him. He just wanted to save his friends. Although he whistled pretty softly, Buckbeak heard him and soon, Harry could see his outstretched wings flying in the wind.

"Quick! Take my friends to the Hospital Wing in Hogwarts immediately." Harry said.

Buckbeak screeched as a sign of consent.

"Wait here."

He pushed his way through the crowds crowding around the cabin. "Move it!"

Finally, he managed to squeeze in the cabin. He picked up Ron and tried to do the same with Hermione but both were too heavy.

"Ginny! Help me with Hermione!" He said.

She nodded and let Hermione piggy- back on her. (Ginny is quite strong as a sixth-year.)

Together, they carried Ron and Hermione through the crowds with much difficulty and finally reached outdoors. He slouched Ron and Hermione onto Buckbeak.

"They are going to fall off!" Ginny said, worriedly.

"That's quite true." Harry said. "Come on, lets go with them."

"Us? With them? To Hogwarts?" Ginny asked.

"Yes! Quickly. We have no time to lose."

Ginny nodded and let Harry carry her up Buckbeak.

"Colin!" Harry shouted at his crazy fan in year two. "Bring our suitcases," Harry said, boarding Buckbeak at the same time. "to Hogwarts and tell Professor McGonagall what happened. We are going to the Hospital Wing."

"Sure!" Colin screamed back because Buckbeak was already flying away.

"THANKS COLIN!" Harry shouted, flying into the sunset.

"HERMIONE!"

"Ron! You're awake! Oh gosh! I was so worried." Said the voice of Hermione.

Ron opened his eyes slowly, his vision a bit blurred. The Hospital Wing? Weren't we on the Hogwarts Express?

He turned his head to look at a blurry vision of Hermione. "Hermione! Are you okay? You're alive!"

"Never better. Of course I am alive!" Hermione said, smiling. "Thank God you are okay. I was totally freaked out. All that blood when you hit your head!"

"I hit my head?" Ron said while feeling the bandage on his head. "I can't remember that happening."

"Ummmm…yes Ron. You hit your head…because of me." Hermione said awkwardly.

"I DID?" Ron said, shocked. "You must be kidding!"

Hermione and Harry were getting worried. Did Ron lose his memory? Why couldn't he remember why he was injured? And why did he think that Hermione was dead? All she got was a huge shock only.

"Madam Pomfrey?" Hermione called, turning to her but still keeping her gaze locked at Ron. "You did say that there were no major injuries. Right?"

Madam Pomfrey walked into the room. "I' ll check on him now that he is awake. Shoo. Shoo."

She shooed Harry and Hermione out of the Hospital Wing.

"Do you think Ron's okay?" Hermione asked, walking to the Great Hall.

"I'm sure he is. We will let Madam Pomfrey check on him and we will come back to see him after dinner. But there is one strange thing. Why does he think you are dead?" Harry replied.

"I wish I knew…."

During dinner, almost everyone at the Gryffindor Table asked Harry and Hermione how was Ron. All they're reply was, "We're not sure."

Lavender was no where to be seen.

After dinner, Hermione and Harry walked back to the Hospital Wing.

At the Hospital Wing…

"Madam Pomfrey, is Ron okay?" was the first thing Hermione said the moment she stepped in the Hospital Wing.

"Come over here." She said, motioning her hand in her office.

Hermione and Harry walked in the office, which was full of medicine bottles and others.

"Sit down." Madam Pomfrey said.

When they did, she continued, "It appears to me that there are some minor injuries. But some I wouldn't call minor. He has a blood clot in his head, that means he lost some of his memories –-- " Hermione was about to open her mouth to speak when she saw Madam Pomfrey's look that she was going to continue and shut it again. "But that can and has been cured by the Headmaster. Mr. Weasley also has a blurry vision on his right eye, as he fell face-down on his right side of his head. But that has also been cured by the Headmaster himself. I suggest that you can go and thank and be grateful to Dumbledore for doing such a task. Even I couldn't do such a complicated curing spell like that. Mr. Weasley also has other minor injuries like a broken backbone and a few bruises here and there. So he needs to stay in the Hospital Wing for about four days. Hermione let out a breath of relief. At least Ron was okay. "Can we see him now?" Madam Pomfrey nodded. "RON! Can you remember what happened?" Before he could answer, Hermione hugged him. Realizing what she just did, she jumped back and not to make it seem weird, Ron hugged Harry too. "Umm…yeah. I can remember now. Isn' t this perfect? No school for the first four days! WOW!" Ron said, trying to break the akward moment. Hermione was about to reprimand him, but felt that today was a long and tiring day. "I'm going back to the common room."

Harry followed. It sure was an exciting day.

A/N: To be true, this chapter is boring to me. Oh wells, hope you like it.