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"-rry! Harry! Oh for god's sake... HARRY POTTER!" Harry was startled out of his thoughts and realized that Ron had been shouting his name with Hermione glaring at him. He grinned sheepishly and Ron rolled his eyes.

"Blimey Harry! You've been in a daze since the Quidditch Cup! Snap out of it already!" Ron said under his breath as the three lined up behind Fred and

George to go through the secret portal that led to platform nine-and-three quarters. They casually leaned against it and fell through and continued in under the archway to wait for the rest of the group. The smoke from the glistening red and black Hogwarts train hovered in the air as wizards of all ages talked, laughed and yelled to the friends they hadn't seen for 2 months.

Harry, Hermione and Ron found an empty spot in the luggage car and hoisted their luggage on, backing up so the twins could do the same. Hermione said she would go to save a good spot on the train and Fred and George waved goodbye and ran off to their friend Lee Jordan. The remaining two walked through the crowd nodding and waving to their classmates. Then the train whistle blew. The last few students including the two boys climbed on as parents waved goodbye and hugged their kids through the open windows. As Harry grabbed the railing to pull himself on he saw a streak of white. He immediately twisted his head to the side but he couldn't see a hint of anything resembling white. Harry shook his head and climbed on, the door sliding shut behind him. As he forced his way through the crowded corridor he thought once again about their white-caped savior. Ever since that incident whenever he even saw a hint of white he tensed up. But who WAS that person? White-caped heroes don't just come out of nowhere saving people. When he talked about it with Ron, he had said that anyone who saved them couldn't be a bad person so just shut up and pack. And what were "akuma"? Harry had just assumed "akuma" were those ball-shaped creatures. But he had rolled the word around his mind a little bit but couldn't think of ever hearing that word before in his life. He had even asked Hermione to see if she knew but she too had never heard it. He thought a little bit more as he sat down in the one compartment that was empty but settled on researching in the gigantic Hogwarts library. There had to be something about "akuma" there. He looked out the window at the countryside landscape flashing by. Ron started talking to him about this year's Quidditch tournament and that Gryffindor would definitely win and Hermione merely cracked open a book. Harry began to relax listening to the chattering of Ron's owl Pig slightly muffled by his robes and the creaking of the train. He was about to drift off when the door slid open with a bang. They looked up into the sneering face of Draco Malfoy with his white blond hair gelled back as usual. Standing behind him were his two cronies Crabbe and Goyle. They had identical idiotic grins plastered on their faces. Harry glared at the blond haired boy and he glared back. Malfoy then turned toward Ron with an equally hateful glare.

"I heard that your father was in the paper Weasley. For shooting off a few spells at the Cup. Congratulations. It's a first isn't it? But you wouldn't know how many times my family has been in the paper for our prestigious deeds that you wouldn't be able to comprehend." Draco said in a spiteful voice as if he couldn't even stand to breathe the same air as them. Harry narrowed his eyes and retaliated with his own hateful remark.

"Were one of those deeds looking the most idiotic with all that gel keeping your prissy hair on your pointy head? If not I'll inform the press for you. Eh

Malfoy?" Ron began to guffaw openly while Hermione shot him a glance but tried to stifle her own giggles. Draco's eyes widened as if he had never been so insulted in his life. His pale eyes then turned toward Hermione and sneered.

"Filthy Mudblood." Ron and Harry stood up with a shout and Hermione did also, trying to calm them down. Crabbe and Goyle cracked their knuckles and they lunged forward, twisting both Harry and Ron's arms behind their backs and sending all four boys crashing heavily to the floor. Hermione shrieked and yelled at Malfoy to let them go. The boy just continued laughing. Then the hysterical girl slapped him across the face with a loud smack. The compartment was silent. Draco slowly lifted his head and spat out, "How dare you touch me with your dirty hand mudblood!" he then raised his own hand in the air to slap the curly-haired girl. As the hand came whistling down Ron and Harry both tried to break free from their position on the dirty train floor. Then a gloved hand shot out from behind the boy and grabbed the surprised wizard by the wrist. Hermione flinched. Then the mysterious hand slowly wrenched Malfoy's down and the body attached to the hand stepped forward. With a shock he stopped struggling and Harry stared at the mysterious person that had just appeared. A dark hood was covering his or her face and Harry could see nothing but the stranger's boots and the hem of their cloak from his vantage point on the ground. As Malfoy recovered from his surprise he snarled,

"Let go of me do you have any idea of whose hand you're grabbing? What the hell do you think you're doing to me?" Harry and Ron both finally struggled out and stood up brushing Crabbe and Goyle to the side who were both scrambling up and stared stupidly at the stranger. In fact they were all staring at the person for an answer. Harry now saw that the person was wearing a gold and black military jacket, the upper half covered by a dark cloak. There was a slight definitely chuckle from underneath the hood.

"No I do not have the slightest idea of whose hand I'm holding and..." the figure let go of Malfoy's hand with a flick of their wrist as if it was something dirty and continued speaking in the same pleasant tone that hinted of anger, "I don't think I particularly want to know. But I have a feeling you're going to tell me. Mr...?" the man paused and tilted their head, the hood slightly shifting to the side.

"Draco Malfoy." Malfoy said and he lunged at the stranger apparently trying to rip off their hood to get a look at their face. The man quickly sidestepped and grabbed Malfoy's hand twisting the arm behind the wizards back while bending him to the ground. The stranger crouched down next to him and whispered something to the boy groaning in pain that made the blond's eyes widen in fear. The man then bent the arm back up so Malfoy was standing and lightly pushed the boy back into the train's corridor. Malfoy stumbled then tried to regain his dignity by brushing his hands off on his robes and saying in a cold voice.

"My father will definitely hear about this and rest assured he will not be pleased. Come on Crabbe. Goyle." he gave one last glare to the man then to

Harry, Hermione and Ron before brushing past the stranger making sure to bump into their shoulder. Not that the stranger was even budged in the slightest.

Harry looked out into the corridor, and realized another stranger in wearing a similar uniform except of red and black was also there leaning against the wall and many faces were poking out of doors down the hallway. The two strangers chuckled and made their way into the compartment. As they did Harry noticed that the one who'd been leaning against the wall had some sort of instrument case strapped to his back. Harry nervously closed the door behind them and turned around. The uniformed strangers had moved to the back of the room near the windows. Harry frowned and narrowed his eyes at the one in the red black uniform. But he was suddenly interrupted from his staring by the person shifting and raising his hand to push back the hood and the three young wizards finally got a good look at his face. Hermione blushed while Harry and Ron merely stared in bewilderment. First thing that they noticed was that it was a young man that was several inches taller than even Ron. They also noticed that he had dark black hair and deep purple eyes and high cheekbones. Hence the reason Hermione was slowly resembling a man flashed two rows of brilliant white teeth at them and Hermione blushed a deeper scarlet. The man turned toward the other one who was still wearing his hood.

"Awwwww come on General~~ stop being a prick and take off your hood. Don't you want them to at least know the face of their savior? Eh? EH?" the man laughed while poking the other slightly shorter man in the side. The still hooded stranger grumbled and pushed the other's hands away.

"No Eddie I will not take off my hood I've gone against orders enough as it is.

And why don't you try to give me some bloody respect as your superior once in a

while." he said lightly smacking the back of Eddie's head and his voice seemed slightly exasperated. He then turned toward the three wizards still standing by the door and said in a clear voice,

"I apologize for intruding but the man before didn't seem the pleasantest of fellows seeing him trying to raise a hand against a lady. So-"

"Naturally he had to do something being the insufferable gentlemen he is. Oh and by the way my name is Edmund Jackson nice to meetcha!" he said with a cocky grin extending his hand. Harry and Ron both stepped forward to shake it and when

Hermione stepped forward and raised her hand Eddie also lightly kissed the back of hers. Hermione blushed and stuttered seeming to be on the verge of fainting while Ron furrowed his eyebrows and clenched his fists looking extremely aggravated. The man whose face was still obscured, sighed and grabbed Eddie by the arm dragging him out the door to his protests. As he blew past the cloak fluttered and in that moment

Harry saw an intricate cross sewn onto the uniforms left chest. Then the moment passed and he turned at the door and looked over his shoulder the hood still covering his face.

"I hope we'll meet later then." he gave them a slight inclination of his head and closed the door leaving the 3 standing there staring or in Hermione's case blushing. Then Harry finally cleared his throat and sat down and the others did the same.

"Well... They were interesting eh?" Ron finally said raising an eyebrow. Ron started laughing about Malfoy's many hilarious facial expressions during the whole ordeal and Harry joined in. Then Ron seemed remember something and turned toward Hermione darkly.

"And you seemed to like that Eddie bloke a lot." Ron smirked and Harry laughed.

Hermione finally broke out of her daze and tried to cover her blush. She sniffed and looked the other way.

"I have no idea what you're talking about. But..." she crossed her arms across her chest and frowned. "I've never seen those uniforms they were wearing anywhere. They're clearly not our uniforms and they don't seem to be of any school I've heard of. It kind of looked like a military uniform. Not to mention the hooded one was called General and he seemed to have some kind of training in fighting seeing as how easily he twisted Malfoy around. However" she tapped her chin. "I didn't recognize their uniform as one from any country I've ever heard of. But the emblem on it... I recognize it from somewhere... You saw it too didn't you Harry?" Ron merely looked mystified at the word military and Harry nodded.

Though the subject was dropped when the food cart came by Harry couldn't get his mind off of the mysterious two people. Eddie and the gold uniformed man. The voice had seemed so familiar. But from where? He didn't think it was the voice of someone famous. He felt he hadn't heard it often or else he would have remembered it by now. Who were they? His head started throbbing and he sighed and bit into a Cauldron Cake. So many odd things were happening recently. With "akumas", Dark Marks, and mysterious heroes appearing out of nowhere. With a sense of foreboding he felt that going to Hogwarts would only make things weirder from all those hints that Percy had been dropping about there being something special this year. Harry leaned back and sighed.

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