Chapter 1

The sounds of the train engines filled Platform 9 3/4 as the Hogwarts Express began to depart from the station.

It was a sunny day out and the weather was just right. Harry, Ron and Hermione had sat together as they

always did when they were on the train together. This was going to be Harry, Ron and Hermione's 7th year at

Hogwarts.

"Anything from the trolley, dears?" asked the lady who ran the trolley.

"Yeah, I'll take a box of every-flavor beans," said Ron reaching into his pockets for some change.

"I'll take a box, also," said Hermione looking for some change as well. Ron got out his money and paid for his

beans. "I'm afraid I'm a coin or two short,"said Hermione again as she put her money back into her pocket.

"Here, take some of mine," said Ron handing her his box of Every-Flavor Beans.

"Thanks Ron...That's awfully generous of you..." said Hermione a bit taken aback.

"Hey, I'm not that greedy" responded Ron.

After a few hours, they arrived at Hogwarts. As they entered the great hall, they were greeted by the aromas of

the freshly made feast that they had every year. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down at the Gryffindor table

with the other Gryffindors. Five minutes after they sat down, a piece of folded paper flew through the air and

hit Harry right on the head.

"What the..." Harry mumbled, as Harry picked up the paper and began to unfold it and read.

"What is it, Harry?" asked Hermione. Harry read the letter and his eyes got slightly widened.

"Well, what is it?" asked Hermione again. Harry looked up.

"It's for you, Hermione," Harry responded passing her the paper. Hermione looked down and began to read it.

"Oh...my..." Hermione grunted seeming a bit surprised.

"What?" asked Ron.

"It's a letter. Frederick Donahue just asked me on a date for the first trip to Hogsmeade.

"WHAT?" yelled Ron, jumping out of his seat. Quite a few heads turned.

"What's wrong?" asked Hermione.

"Nothing," said Ron, sitting back down even though he was lying. Harry and Hermione just looked at each

other, shrugged and looked away. Ron just sat there staring into his plate.