Disclaimer: Once again, I say that everything you see here that is familiar doesn't belong to me.
In Diagon Alley...
"Now dears," said Molly Weasley, "I have to go with Ginny to buy new robes. You go to Flourish and Blotts and buy your new books. Hurry along now."
Hermione and Ron turned away and headed to the bookshop deep in thought.
"Do you think Harry will really come back?" asked Ron still worried
It had been weeks since the disappearance of the-boy-who-lived. Apparently, Fudge thought that Harry had finally cracked and ran away to leave the wizarding world because he had been too much of a coward to show his arrogant face again in public. The Daily Prophet still sided with the Ministry of Magic and even wrote some particularly nasty things about Harry's disappearance. The ones who sided with Harry were his friends, the DA club, and the Hogwarts faculty staff members. (Except for Filch and Snape.) Professor Snape even said something that ended him a bloody nose and three weeks in the Hospital Wing.
Flashback.
"So," said Snape in a silky manner, "it finally comes down to this. The Golden Boy has finally realized that he can't use his over bloated arrogant head to fight the Dark Lord. And he even runs away as a cowardly attempt. Very unlike a Gryffindor. I thought that Gryffindors were supposed to be noble and courageous."
Ron, who was sitting beside Snape in the table heard this as well as Hermione. Both of their bloods boiled and they reached for their wand.
"SHUT UP SNAPE! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO CALL HARRY A COWARD! YOU'RE JUST A SLIMY GIT WHO ACTS WITHOUT EVEN THINKING! HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT HARRY'S ATTITUDE IS LIKE HIS FATHER'S! HAVE YOU EVEN TRIED TO LOOK AT YOUR CLASSMATE'S MURDERED BODY AND THINK THAT YOU WERE THE CAUSE THAT THE MURDERER MURDERED YOUR INNOCENT CLASSMATE? OR HAVE YOU EVEN TRIED DUELLING WITH BLOODY YOU-KNOW WHO KNOWING THAT YOU CANNOT ESCAPE HIM? YOU'RE JUST A BLOODY LOUSY SLYTHERIN WHO ONLY TRIES TO SAVE HIS OWN NECK!" exploded Ron and Hermione.
Then, they aimed their wands at the professor's body and blasted him to a nearby wall. And they stalked off to their own rooms leaving a bewildered Mrs. Weasley and a shocked group.
Since then, the two had grown closer to each other and had spent more time together. They started to research and learn countless spells in Grimmauld Palace's library so that they could help Harry in his battle against the Dark Forces. Luckily, Fudge had been forced to eliminate the ban for preventing underage-wizards to use magic. But he also put another ban just on first years and second years. And also, the Ministry would start putting up tabs on people who cast Dark Magic.
As they passed the Quidditch shop, they were met with a strange sight. There was a rather large crowd of teenage girls surrounding the shop's window. Hermione as curious as always got inside the crowd and found what all the commotion was. And the girls were definitely not looking at the display.
A rather handsome boy around 16 was observing the latest broom. He had a 6 foot muscled frame. His hair was gelled and a little spiky. His eyes were dark green almost like...Harry.
At the thought of Harry, Hermione saddened. Her friend was already lost for so long. But in her heart she knew that her friend was fine.
While Hermione was deep in thought, the handsome boy had escaped the crowd and slipped into the shadows leaving a confused mob of teenage girls.
Suddenly, about 30 wizards with Dark hoods started entering Diagon Alley and began firing spells at the people. Chaos erupted and buildings caught fire. In front of them was a prominent figure who had recently escaped Azkaban (with help from Moldywort). Lucius Malfoy.
"Scream you all," Lucius said in a sneer, "You will once again feel the wrath of our Dark Lord. He is unstoppable. Not even Potter can save you now. Nobody can."
Out of the shadows, a figure appeared, dressed in a magnificent green battle robe. He had a hood on that gave off a mysterious aura.
"Bullshit, I'd like to test that theory." said the newcomer in a calm but clear voice.
"How dare you defy us! We, the faithful deatheaters, the ones who were chosen..."
"Blah, blah, blah! Can you cut all that crap now? Your master is just a skinny little worm with enough sanity to fill an eggshell." said the stranger sarcastically.
"How dare you..."
At once, the deatheater launched all sorts Unforgivables. Seeing the barrage of spells, the stranger merely raised a hand and a golden shield appeared. The shield absorbed all the spells without a scratch and evaporated to thin air.
"Pitiful. Is that the best you can do?" tutted the stranger. "Let me show you what a real spell looks like."
He jumped into the air and started to focus a large ball of red energy in his hand. With a sweeping motion, all the deatheaters fell to the ground stunned.
"All right, that wraps it up." said the stranger in a bored voice.
A waveof his wand and the Death Eaters were tied up, turned into small colourful stones, and taken away by the mysterious saviour. But before he apparated away, he casted a mark on the sky. A mark with the picture of a Phoenix, white in color, flying around seven unusual complicated rune marks.
"Hear me, people of the wizarding world. Voldemort has struck the last straw. It is time for him to get what he deserves." The stranger said in a loud voice.
With a loud crack, he disapparated.
The whole alley stood in silence after it just witnessed the most incredible fight. The handsome boy had once again come out of the shadows unknown to anyone. The people in Diagon Alley fixed the damage with no problem and were back to hustling around and sharing news of the extraordinary event. The aurors had gotten into Diagon Alley by the time the mysterious wizard left and were now questioning some witnesses about the events, some who were babbling on and on about the green-cloaked wizard.
Hermione was lost in deep thought as she tried to interpret the runes written by the wizard.
"Hmmm….I know that one of the runes means righteousness. But what do the other runes tell? I better ask Professor Vector about this." Thought Hermione.
As Ron shook himself from the events, he noticed that the strange guy being flocked by girls had appeared again, this time near Flourish and Blotts. He appeared to be completely unaware of the crowd…no wait…assembly of girls silently creeping up again on him. Ron walked boldly towards the stranger and introduced himself.
"Hi! You must be new here. I've never seen you before. What's your name? Mine's Ron Weasley. Nice to meet you." said Ron
Suddenly, the boy laughed. He laughed so hard that he had to hold himself.
"Hey, what's the matter punk? I just asked your name. Is it because I'm not too good to be your friend?" shouted Ron.
"No. You just cracked me up Ron." Said the stranger in a voice that was very familiar.
Ron's eyes suddenly flicked to the stranger's forehead. There, right in the middle, standing like a bold neon sign, was the infamous thunderbolt scar.
"No it can't be," said Ron in a whisper, "Green eyes, scar. It really is you." He said the last part in a shout and gave Harry a friendly hug.
"It really is nice to know that your friends don't recognize you." Said Harry somberly. He fake wiped a single tear.
"Mate! It's been a long time since you mysteriously disappeared." Said Ron in an eerie voice. "Wait till Herm finds out about you."
Just then, Hermione came out of her thinking and joined Ron before she saw who Ron was with. The "stranger" was talking animatedly to Ron and laughing hard.
"Ron, why are you with the new boy?" asked Hermione
"Because I'm just introducing him to Diagon Alley." Said Ron with a mischievous gleam in his eyes.
Hermione turned to the "stranger".
"Please forgive my manners. I'm Hermione Granger and this is Ron Weasley. Pardon me but what is your name? I've never seen you before and you look a lot like a friend of mine who went missing." Said Hermione politely as she raised her hand to shake hands with the "stranger".
"I'm Harry James Potter. Nice meeting you, Ms. Granger." Replied Harry with a bow.
"Likewise. It's a pleasure meeting you Mr. Po..."
Hermione was cut off when she realized what the "stranger's" name was.
"Oh Harry, how could you!" and then she enveloped him in a big bear hug.
"It's really nice to know that your friend who was the smartest witch didn't recognize you even when you say your name." said Harry with a fake sob. "By the way, did you know who that saviour was. He was really good wasn't he? I wonder how he managed to do all that?"
"Yes, it really is curious." Thought Hermione.
Suddenly, she was carried out of her thoughts again when Mrs. Weasley appeared next to her.
"What's all the commotion about?" asked Mrs. Weasley after returning from Madam Malkins.
"Oh nothing mum. Just that a couple of Voldemort's servants decided to pop up and cause some more deaths. But we're saved by a man. And you should've seen him fight. He fought against thirty Death Eaters without even getting damage to himself." said Ron with a grin
"WHAT! Are you hurt? You should've known better than to stand here and just watch the fight. You should have protected Hermione! Imagine what could have happened if a stray spell hit her! And to think I was starting to see you mature. Are you a gentleman or not?" scolded Mrs. Weasley.
Ron blushed crimson red as Hermione and Ginny giggled.
"Sorry mum. Don't worry, I won't repeat that again. Besides, did you forget that we already trained ourselves?"
It was then that Mrs. Weasley noticed the stranger next to Ron and Hermione.
"Oh hello young man. I haven't seen you before. What's your name?" said Mrs. Weasley with a sweet smile.
"I'm Harry James Gryffindor Hufflepuff Ravenclaw Slytherin Merlin Potter. Nice to meet you." Harry said.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Potter. Or should I call you Mr. Gryffindor Hufflepuff Ravenclaw Slytherin Merlin Potter? Anyway, good to know that you befriended Ron here." She said, extending her hand to shake with Harry.
And then she froze.
"Uh-oh," thought Harry worriedly. "Here it comes, 3....2...1..."
"HARRY!" she screamed.
"Right on time." thought Harry
Nearly everyone in Diagon Alley turned to look at what she was screaming about.
"Umm..Oops!" said Mrs. Weasley guiltily
Everyone went on their usual business.
"Harry! It's so nice to see you again! I've been worried! Where were you the whole summer?" said Ginny
She hugged him tightly and released him to let him breathe. Harry, however, was aware that Ginny had changed from the last time he saw her. Her hair was longer. Her eyes more lighter. Her smile more carefree. But most of all was her figure. Her body frame had filled out and curved in exactly the right places. It seems that young Ginny too has come through puberty. Even her voice was music to Harry's ears.
"Hey Gin! You grew up. Nice hair by the way." Smiled Harry
Ginny blushed at her new nickname (courtesy of Mr. Potter). But Ron looked at his sister, and then at Harry. He then waved his hand over Harry's eyes checking if they were malfunctioning.
"Um... Harry. Ginny didn't change. I think you did. Also, I think you better wear your glasses. You're seeing things." frowned Ron.
"First of all, my eyesight was cured by some specialist at St. Mungo. And second, look at your sister properly. She really has changed." Said Harry
Ron looked at his sister again and looked again at Harry's emerald eyes. But Ginny had had enough. She took Harry by her arms and led him away from Ron.
"Ignore him, Harry." She said. "He's too naive to know anything."
"What did I do?" exclaimed Ron.
After they went shopping. The Weasleys, Hermione, and Harry flooed back to the Burrow.
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