Chapter 2: Another Year

May smiled as she pressed her face against the window. She had out a notebook and was writing every once and again. "Deliciously pink sky..." She mumbled writing franticly in her notebook. "Silver quiver of moon...". She siged and looked out the window again. It was a long ride. It wasn't that May wasn't a nice person. Harry just didn't talk to her much. "So, were do you come from?" He said, trying to break the silence. "Oh, Both my parents where magic. I came from the Wizarding World. My Dad used to teach at Hogwarts not long ago." "Oh really?" Harry said. "What dose your Mum do?" She looked away. "She-She's gone now...She died when I was about 7." Harry felt stupid. "Sorry! I-i just..." She turned around. "That's fine." As the train slowed to a stop, Harry took down his luggage. And walked with May to the station. They talked more then. May knew alot about Hogwarts history, and kept reciting funny little bits from books she had read. When everyone had arrived in the great hall, Harry sat down at the Griffendor table. He then noticed that May came too. She was in Griffendor also.

Proffesor McGonagle sat ridgedly at the Headmaster's seat. Patiently smiling. "Students, Students," She said at last. "Alot has happened scence last year, and I hope that this year will be better. But we have a few things we need to say first. Two new teachers will be added to our staff this year. We will be welcoming back, Mr. Remus Lupin," From behind the chairs Lupin stood up, looking ragged and tired. The students cheered, and looked at each other with shocked anticipation. Harry was the most enthusiastic. "And another ghost will be added to our staff, Mr...," She paused and beamed. "ALBUS DUMBLEDORE!" From the staff table the blue-grey shape of Dumbledore shot. He flew into the air and floated toward McGonagle. Everyone cheered and Dumbledore motioned for silence. "I will not be having the place of headmaster this year, But I would like a round of applause for our first Headmistress!" Everyone (encluding the staff) cheered as Dumbledore pointed to the very red, McGonagle. Then the sorting began and dinner was eaten. Everyone felt like they were having some surreal dream, Dumbledore came back. It seemed that when they woke up the next morning everything would be gone. Harry was especially dumbfounded. He couldn't believe it.

The only bad thing about this wonderful beginning of the year, was that he couldn't share this with Ron. Hermione and him were sitting in the commen room, talking about this. "Harry, Ron thinks your giving up on him for new friends. He said that the entire train ride. When you passed the door he thought he had made you hate him." Harry looked concerned. "Im not mad at him, I thought he was the one that was angry at me!" "By the way, Harry. Who did you sit by on the train?" Hermione said, chewing on her quill. "May Pendragon was her name. Boy, she was an oddball. I couldn't remember her from anywhere. Do you?" Hermione laughed. "Of Course, I share a room with her. She's just like Luna. I think her hair was brown last year, and longer." Harry rolled his eyes. "Hermione, did you know anything about Lupin coming back?" Hermione frowned. "Yes, but...didn't you? Ron was telling me all abou- Oh...". Harry got up. "Im gonna go see Lupin." Harry walked up the stairs to the Defence against the Dark Arts, room and found Lupin unpacking his things. "Hello Harry, good to see you." Harry sat down in one of the desks in the front of the classroom. "Hey Proffesor, Why did you decide to come back?" Lupin smiled. "Dumbledore told me at the beginning of the year that if something ever happened to him, he would leave me to help you with your horcrux search." Said lupin opening a trunk."But...Why would Dumbledore think something would 'happen' to him?" Lupin looked serious. "Harry, I think you'd better be off to bed." Harry was confused but followed his orders. He got to his room and got ready for bed. He laid down and thought about what had happend that day and how strange they all were. But the strange happenings werten't over yet...