"Malfoy! Get the hell out!" Harry rose his wand at the boy who had just slid open there compartment door.

"And miss a chance to find out what's so special about Dumbledor's golden boy? No, as you might know, there are death eaters searching through all the compartments, and since when has the great Harry Potter ever given up a moment to show off?"

"Just don't get in the way." Harry muttered distractedly. He could here the screams of the rest of the school echoing as each in turn realised there were death eaters making they're way along the train.

All of them, even Malfoy, had there wands out and were looking nervous except Harry. His wand didn't shake like the rest of then, in fact he had worked himself into a long suppressed rage that before then had bubbled before the surface all summer and was now released.

Jaw clenched, intense, green, eyes embracing an almost physically visible flame, stood stalk still beside the quiver of anticipation. Sparks were now flying from his wand, singing the door. He was angry.

The yells of the death eaters them selves could now be heard as the no doubt had to shield against older students trying to curse the heads off any death eater that stuck his head into there compartment.

"When I get to three, jump out into the hall and shoot any curse you can think of, just shoot don't think, but keep the aim away from the compartments." Harry said quietly as the DE were checking the compartment next to theirs.

"One." a scream was heard from next door. "Two." the compartment door slam and voices saying, "this is the last one, he's got..." "Three." And Harry promptly blew down the door with a well conjured blasting jinx. The world around harry's ears erupted with blinding light as Hermione and Ron took Harry's suggestion to heart and began shooting every spell that came to mind. If he had was in any way capable of turning around at that moment he would have saw Malfoy crouch low so the death eaters couldn't recognise him as he shot his own spells at them. Harry was shooting desperately but there shield charm was too strong. He had a sudden brainwave. He conjured a mirror behind the DEs, it wasn't vary big as conjuring wasn't one of his prize subjects but it was good sufficient enough.

He aimed at the mirror behind the unaware death eaters and concentrated as hard as he could, yelled, "STUPIFY!" "STUPIFY!" they bounced off Harry's mirror and hit the death eats two per spell, they all slumped to the floor amongst the wreckage of burnt and destroyed passageway.

Harry leaned against the wall, his head feeling vary light and vertigo stole over him. He looked over at the others, Ron was panting and wiping sweat from his forehead. Hermione was straitening her skirt and walking past them breathing hard over to the death eaters, she put an invisible binding curse on them.

"Nice stunner, Harry, didn't think of reflecting a curse from behind." Ron said as the Mirror fell from its spot in the air and shattered.

"Thanks." Harry said looking at the Death Eaters darkly. Finally looked around to last of them, Malfoy was looking from one to the other as if they were all crazy/

"What's the matter Malfoy?" Ron was now grinning importantly.

"Your all...you...your acting like it nothing but a difficult test that you past!" Malfoy looking as though he just discovered magic, with a look of awe and disbelief. It quickly vanished and he shook his head. He looked at Harry with raised eyebrows.

"Im not sure if you know this," he said, "but Halloween's over."

"No, it hasn't even started."

"Your nuts, I don't care what the prophet says now, I still think your nuts." He left there compartment for his own down the train.

"I wonder how there doing out there?" Ron said ignoring the many heads sticking out of there compartments looking at them standing over the fallen death eaters.

"Hopefully even better than us." Hermione said, "the out side battle was probably just a distraction so they could get in here."

"Speak the obvious Hermione." Ron looked away from her glare and said quickly to Harry, "Do you think they were after you?"

"I dunno, lets ask what they wanted." He pointed his wand the closest said the incantation and the stunned death eater's eyes shot open, he struggled but stopped when he saw Harry kneel down before him with his wand hovering inches from his nose.

"What do you want?" the death eater said, eyes crossed as he watched Harry's wand tip.

"To ask you that same question. Well?"

"Do you think I would tell you?" he spat.

"Oh I think you will." and Harry muttered a curse. The death eater howled,

"Get it off! Ok! OK!" Harry put out the fire that had erupted from his shoe. "We were here to get you!"

"Why?" the death eater merely spit at Harry, who set the death eater's pants afire.

"No matter what you do to me, the dark aaaaahhhh," pants "lord will do it fifty times worse if I ooowwww tell you!" the fire was already at his knee. Harry put it out.

"Fuck you." Harry stood after collecting the four death eaters wands with a quick summoning charm.

"So this is the great Harry Potter? The one my master almost fears? It looks like he's afraid of you taking over! Then..." he broke off as if he'd said to much.

"Stupify." the death eaters head fell forward onto his chest. "Im starting to get tired of Voldemort's little hench men."

The screams had of people watching the fight outside turned to cheers and cries of, "We did it!" and, "Look! Dumbledor's coming aboard!" this was true, still in the passage the three Griffendor's could see Dumbledor and several order members climb into the passage. Wands raised they looked around finally spotting the disaster at the end of the train they made there way down, some of the order were hanging back and others were checking each compartment to check to see if anyone's been hurt.

"Dear me!" McGonagal exclaimed from behind Dumbledor.

"What happened here?" Dumbledor said while, to Harry's amusement, he fixed the corridor that they had literally blown to bits.

"Four death eaters came and we, Harry, Ron, Malfoy and I, waited until they got just out side our compartment and Harry blew down the door after telling us to shoot any spell that came to mind, so the whole corridor was nothing but light, the death eaters weren't given time to fight back mostly and had put up a shield. Harry conjured a mirror behind them and stunned them by reflecting the spell from behind."

"Draco Malfoy was with you?"

"He came into our compartment after the death eaters came onto the train, he helped us. He said he wanted to see what was so special about Harry so he thought Harry would some how do something amazing and he didn't want to miss it this time."

"Wasn't disappointed was he?" Ron joked.

"It was just quick thinking." Harry retorted.

"Stop being so modest."

"You stop being so melodramatic." Silence concluded only to be broken by Dumbledor, for whom upon a glance at his pocket watch, deduced it was time to set the train off again.

"The train will be off in a few, though I must first revive our dear conductor." And he, followed by the throng of order members, departed with a swift farewell. The many heads that stuck out of varius compartments withdrew to let them pas before gazing back down Harry and the other's direction. McGonagal stayed behind to bestow fifty points to Gyrffendor and Slytherin and magically carry away the four death eaters, still unconscious.

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat the rest of the journey in their repaired compartment. Ron and Hermione talked endlessly about what just happened and what it could mean. Harry, however had no will to partake in this conversation, instead taking console in his AFI album. Though much to his distress, the darker and closer the train got the school the more his walkman skipped until it refused to play no longer.

They slipped into their robes, and despite Hermione's suggestion to remove his piercing's so McGonagal wouldn't swoop down on him at the feast and take back the points she just awarded them, he refused.

The train came to a stop in the blackness of station. Ron and Hermione were to check all compartments as was part of there prefect duties. Harry went a head and found a carriage with Neville, whom he wasn't whether or not to forgive about sending a letter to Lupin after promising not to tell that he was surviving on the streets. So he ignored him and sat next to Luna who had climbed in after Harry. She gazed at him with her round queer eyes.

"When did you get though's?" She said.

"Iv had quite a few for ages, these are from this summer." he indicated to one on his lip and his second one threw his right eyebrow.

"Why haven't I seen them before?" Neville blurted and blushed. "You do know Im really sorry, about the letter I mean, what would you have done?"

"McGonagal insisted in hiding them with a disillusionment charm so that people don't think iv gone over to ol'Voldies side or a menace to society." he looked out the window, ignoring Neville's last part but the tension in the carriage seemed to die as Harry relaxed towards his friend. Neville appeared to accept this as he talked with out blush or cringe to Harry.

"Then McGonagal'll throw a fit when she see's you."

"Let her." Harry's face darkened at the prospect of anyone seeing him. The news of Harry, Ron and Hermione's (nobody else had noticed Malfoy) defeat of the death eaters would be spread to the few students who hadn't seen the aftermath of the fight. Harry's fringe covered his eyes and he bowed his head in hope he wouldn't noticed as he walked through the front doors along with the rest of school. People stared and pointed and whispered from all sides even with his improvised disguise. He shook his fringe so he could hardly see behind the dark curtain of hair hiding his eyes, but he didn't mind. He found a seat and saved the spots on either side of him for Ron and Hermione.

What he wouldn't do to just go up to bed. 'Why not?' He thought, 'It's not a rule to attend the start of year feast just as it's not rule to any other feast.' he decided to wait until Dumbledor had made his speeches and the first years were sorted and then he'd make his leave.

Ron and Hermione entered minutes later and soon the first years were brought through the entrance hall until they were grouped before the ratty, old sorting hat and three legged stool beneath the enchanted ceiling above.

The hat sung a vary similar tune to the one of the previous year, telling all to unite despite differences in these dark times or whatever, Harry wasn't paying attention. He was thinking about BJ and Alex, for whom he left to figure out his disappearance for themselves, as the news papers would have put something in about a suicidal drunk and the disappearance of Harry. Dev would know where he was by now, he would send her a letter addressed to the tree of them, Dev could explain if she wanted, it didn't make much difference as he may never see them again.

"Harry" Hermione hissed in his ear indicating the high table where Dumbledor now stood looking about at his many pupils for silence. Harry didn't listen to his speech, it would be the same as ever except he'll talk about the precautions the school now had to take into account due to the return of the dark (bastard) lord; Voldemort. When he finally finished he invited every one to their meals, this was Harry's cue. He stood as everyone became to preoccupied to care whether or not one of their number slipped away.

"Im not hungry, im going up to the dorms." Harry muttered to Rom and Hermione.

"Are you alright?" worried.

"Im just tired, haven't been sleeping well." not one word of a lie. He left before Hermione could say anymore words of anxiety though first getting the new password from Ron.

With luck he hadn't experienced in months, he made it to the common room with out meeting even a ghost. He climbed the stairs to the sixth year boy's dorm. The second he entered the dorm he walked quickly to his bed throwing himself on it and laying still with out movement. He lay like that for a few minutes before mustering the energy to role over onto his back. Still as anything, and staring stonily at the ceiling he thought of nothing if he could help it. The other boys would be in here soon, so he dragged himself from the surface of his bed and into the shower.

When he finished he climbed onto his bed, laying fully clothed in his muggle attire with the drapes pulled shut so he couldn't be seen by the other boys laying there staring to canopy above his bed.

AN: Well Iv come to a decision on the snape thing, and im sorry to disappoint most of you but like I said, if one of you said you didn't like the idea of a sev thing then I wouldn't do it, and only one of you said you didn't so I wont, BUT I have something just as good, im going to a...LOOK A DISTRACTION!

I know my spelling still sucks! Some of you were shocked when you found out I was only fourteen so I'll use that as the most pathetic excuse ever for it. Yes I am playing the blame game!

Anywho, hope you liked. I almost have two hundred reviews, I feel so loved! Hehe.

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-Nikki