Twisted Events of Fate
Chapter One: Returning to Hogwarts
(Set in year 4)
The small station of Platform 9 ¾ was overly crowded, just like every other year. Parents were saying goodbye to their children that were to attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
In the crowd, four bright red heads accompanied by a raven and a brunette could be seen boarding the Hogwarts Express.
"I hope this year will be better than the last, and the one before that…." Started one of the twins.
"And the year before that, and before that…" The other continued.
"Face it Harry, when you came to school…"
"Everything started going downhill from there."
"Good day, mate." The two boys finished together and walked towards a compartment with two of the Gryffindor Quidditch players, Alicia Spinnett and Katie Bell.
Harry Potter, a boy with messy raven hair, bright green eyes, and a lean figure, stood there looking torn between hurt and laughing. He then through back his head and began laughing, revealing a lightning bolt shaped scar on his forehead. His two best friends, Ronald Weasley and Hermione Granger, stared at him, then began to drag him in hopes of finding an empty compartment.
No such luck.
As they searched up and down the train, they only found one compartment with room for the three friends, and that was a compartment with their worst enemy.
Draco Malfoy.
The three gave up and opened the compartment door. The platinum blonde head turned to look at who it was with ice blue eyes. His expression went from annoyed to angry and disgust.
"Pothead, Weasel, Mudblood, what do you want?" Draco asked, standing up.
"Can it, Malfoy. We just need somewhere to sit." Harry answered, glaring at the fellow fourth year.
"And you think, Pothead, that I'm going to let you three sit with me?" Draco asked smirking.
"Malfoy, why don't you take one moment of your life to sit down and think about what you do and say. You're not superior; it's all in your thick head. So sit down and shut up." Hermione snapped, her chocolate brown eyes glaring at his ice blue ones. The stare was so unnerving to Draco that he fell back onto his seat, not losing eye contact with the Gryffindor Princess.
Hermione never let her gaze fall as she sat down next to Draco, her unruly brown hair falling into her face. She hastily brought her hand up to wipe the hair out of her eyes, her hand lightly brushing over Draco's. She stopped, her finger still on his hand. Her heart began to race; something inside her was telling her that it felt nice to touch him.
Draco noticed that her eyes turned from a cold, hard stare to a look of confusion and… something he couldn't place, and it scared him. He looked down at his hand, and noticed her soft skin was on his pale skin. He brought it back quickly and stood up. And without a word, he walked out of the compartment.
"Well, that was odd." Said Ron.
Harry tilted his head to face Hermione. " By any chance might you have a slight issue?"
Ron and Harry showed amused looks as Hermione's cheeks went red.
She glared their way and said with a cool tone, "Well at least I will admit to having a problem in which I don't!" She ended glowering at them.
They road the rest of the way there in bitter, never ending, silence that seemed to stretch out time. Finally they heard a sound of the hollow screech of the wheels only meant one thing for Harry. Home.
He looked out the window hoping to see his big, old friend, but he didn't. He sighed and took his leave to go where his feet didn't want to be taken. He felt lonely for a minute and tried to shake it off but he just couldn't.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione got onto a set carriage and waited for it to leave. Ron stared out the window and saw a dark cloaked and hooded figure walk by. A chill went up his spine as the figure slowly turned its head to look at him. The figure stood there in a chilling stance, gazing at Ron from the blackness beneath the hood. The figure walked away and Ron just sat there. Ron turned to face his fellow friends. " Ha..Har…Harr…"
"Yes Ron now just add the y and you'll eventually get Harry." Said Hermione in an amused sarcastic tone.
They reached The Great Hall and took their seats and waited for boring task of finding a house to take place. Finally after what had seemed like hours, Dumbledore stared to rise. Hermoine looked around to see any new faces. She stopped her stare when she came upon a platinum blonde headed woman, who's hair hung to her waist, with deep, piercing, blue eyes, and just a little taller than herself. She was beautiful you could've sworn she was veela because even her stance had such grace and the look of being rich. There was almost a glow from her. Then she thought of how much of a resemblance she had with her fellow enemy, Draco, but he was an only child but then…
"Hello. Hello old and new. This is another year at Hogwarts in which I truly am looking forward to." Dumbldore smiled warmly and took in the room, his bright blue eyes twinkling. "Time for truth to be known such as what is banned from the school. I want you all to look outside the Great Hall after supper and see what is and isn't tolerated this year." He took the time to especially take a look at Fred and George Weasley. He smiled more warmly and went on still looking at the twins. "This year we have a special event. The Tri-wizard tournament. Where one person will represent their school in a series of events…"
He went on as Hermone listened but found she was staring at Draco. She was lost in thought as she dreamed about him. She started to say in a lost but not dreamy tone, "Ron slap me."
Ron shrugged and slapped his friend across the cheek. Hermione was taken aback at what her friend just did. "Ron you idiot what did you do that for."
Ron just looked confused and irritated. "Blimey you said and I quote ' Ron slap me' and done quoting so really I just obeyed…"
He was cut off by her cold and desolate stare that engulfed him whole. She said in an amused tone," Ok Ron. GO JUMP OF A CLIFF! You…" She stopped as she noticed everyone was staring at them and a certain Slytherian was sneering to his fat friend. She quieted.
"Thank you." Said Dumbledore. " Now that you know what the tournament is, two other school will be arriving soon. Now I must take the time to announce two new presences in our school. Please give a warm welcome to Professor Moody."
A man with a wild, fake looking eye stood up briefly than took his seat faster then he stood up. His one eye spinning till is stopped on Harry if only for a second. That one-second made Harry feel mad inside.
"Then…" Dumbldore continued. "The lovely Michelle Malfoy who is sent from the ministry to look after the school and be here at our desperate time of need."
The silvery-headed blonde took a look around the room as she took a slight almost non-existing bow. Harry, Ron, and Hermione swore that they were chocking on air.
"Did they just say Michelle MALFOY?" Harry whispered, mortified. He then felt eyes boring into the back of his head. He turned around to tell the person off, but noticed that it was the piercing eyes of Michelle Malfoy. Her stare torn him apart, seeming to reveal everything about him. It made him feel naked. He didn't like this feeling, so turned back to his friends, keeping his mouth shut.
As Dumbledore ended his speech about the Tri-Wizard Tournament, the four long tables filled with foods of all sorts. The hall immediately filled with chatter about the tournament and what they did over the summer.
Ginny looks over at Harry and smiles. "So, how was your summer at those dreadful muggles place?"
Harry looked over at Ginny, ready to answer her question, but stopped. He noticed something about her. She had changed a lot over the summer. Something about her just made him stop and stare. Her long flaming hair, much like her entire families, had grown considerably to fit her face. Her ocean blue eyes held a sort of softness in them that gave her the air of a sensitive but holds-her-ground kind of person. She no longer held the look of a little girl, but an astonishing teenaged girl. She was starting to develop womanly curves and had beauty. He never thought about looking twice at her, and still wondered if she had a crush on him. The beast inside him really hoped so.
"I… It was ok. Still treating me like I'm going to kill them or something." He replied nervously. Why does he suddenly feel so nervous around her? Maybe it's because of the way she smiled, showing off her perfectly white teeth; or her eyes as the depths opened to reveal happiness and mischief; or the way she just sat there. He shuddered involuntarily as she continued to look at him. Time seemed to slow as they sat in The Great Hall.
Hermione looked over at the two and laughed. She could tell Ginny liked him still, and judging by the way Harry is just gaping at her, he had developed a crush on her. Ron took a notice to this too, but didn't seem too happy about it. He nudged Harry on his side.
"Ouch, what Ron?" Harry asked irritated, looking away from Ginny. Time sped up again as Harry took his attention away from the redheaded girl. Ginny looked disappointed and turned to talk to her friends.
"I'm tired, let's go to the common room." Ron said, not taking his eyes off of his sister.
Harry looked even more irritated, but got up after him. Hermione stood as well, following her friends.
As they arrived at the Fat Lady portrait, a woman dressed in an old styled pink dress with flowers entwined in her hair and a round face was staring at them.
"Password?" Was all she said, as she seemed to be bored.
"Flobber Worm." Hermione answered. The portrait swung open to reveal a small opening. The trio entered the Gryffindor common room, the portrait shutting behind them. Smiles instantly spread across their faces as they were greeted with the warm, wooden room. Scarlet couches, long wooden tables, and comfy red chairs were set in various places so the students could work on homework or enjoy a nice game of wizards chess or exploding snap.
On one of the couches was the friendly face of Seamus Finnigan. His blue eyes held the look of happiness and playfulness. His brown hair short, his body more lean, but he was still only 5''3'' and ½.
"So, you grew a half an inch over the summer as I can see." Harry stated, sharing an amused expression with Ron. Seamus laughed.
"Yup, I new I would grow sometime." He stated and stood up. "Just waiting for someone else to come up here before I go to bed." He finished, retreating to the boys' dormitory.
Hermione smiled at the boys and said good night, heading for the girls' dormitory.
The students of Hogwarts were ready to take on the school year with every intention of making it their best.
A/N: So, you like. I know I haven't written many story lately, but I decided to give it another try. My sister and me are writing this one together. I don't think she has an account though. Hope you like it, and it isn't like me to ask to review, but it would be much appreciated. I love help, and please no flames…