Chapter 5: Meeting Up

Harry sat up immediately. It wasn't Hedwig's screeching that woke him up. It was a dream he just had. It was a weird dream. He was in a fog-filled area, and the many faces of Voldemort he faced were all around him. There was Professor Quirrel and Tom Riddle. Behind them were swarms of Dementors.

Harry clutched his forehead. His scar was burning. It wasn't as painful as the last times. During those times, his scar hurt so much that he thought that his head would split open. Harry was half grateful that it wasn't hurting so much and half worried that it had pain at all.

Harry looked out of the window and saw that it was morning. He slid out of bed and walked to his suitcase. It was relieving to spend the night over somewhere else than the Dursleys.

After Harry freshened up, he walked into the hallway hoping to find his friends. As he walked towards the end of the hallway, he noticed a red-headed boy. Recognizing him immediately as Ron, he called after his name while picking up the pace on his walk.

Ron turned around and said Harry's name. After a brief conversation, they were going to meet Hermonie at the pet store. She was seeing if they have any special type of food for Croonkshanks.

When they found Hermonie, she was just walking out of the store.

"Hi, Harry," she greeted brightly.

"Hi, Hermonie. Nice summer."

"Yes. It was fine."

"I would have asked Harry the same," said Ron. "But I already know his living standards."

"Ron!" said Hermonie giving him a mean look.

"It's okay. I'm not too fond of them either," said Harry, referring to the Dursleys.

"Well, look who it is."

Harry turned around to respond to the voice that was behind him. He saw that the voice came from Malfoy. He was standing right behind him without his two sidekicks.

"What do you want Malfoy?" asked Harry in a hateful voice.

"I'm here to see who I know. New students, have you heard? I don't think they're dementors."

Harry went cold. The dementors were nothing to play with. They gave Harry the worst feeling so far. He nearly lost his soul to them.

"And I don't think they're hippogriffs either," responded Harry. Ron snickered behind him and Malfoy's eyes lowered.

"I'll see you later," said Malfoy in a cold voice, and he stalked off.

As Malfoy walked off, Hermonie said,

"What is his problem?"

"He must get it from his father," said Ron and they walked off to grab the rest of their school supplies.

After they got their supplies, they went to have some food at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. As they ate their Ice Cream, Hermonie, as usual, began to question.

"I wonder what these new students will be like?" asked Hermonie.

"I hope they're okay," said Harry licking his ice cream.

"That reminds me," cut in Ron. "Because of these students, the Quittich matches will be better."

"What do you mean?" asked Harry, getting interested.

"Well, the U.S. school has their own Quittich teams. That means our Houses will have to go against them."

"Do you reckon they're good?" asked Harry.

"I'm not sure," answered Ron. "The national team is okay."

Hermonie then looked at Harry's watch and asked,

"What time do we have to meet Bill?"

"Bill's here?" asked Harry.

"Yup," said Ron proudly. "He had gotten time off from Gringotts, somehow. Mum couldn't get us over here, so Bill offered. We better head back. He will be expecting us."

The three walked off to the Inn. Tomorrow, they'll be heading to Hogwarts.