Harry Potter and the new companions.

Chapter: 1

GRIEF.

Chapter 1:

Grief:

Harry sat in the train, His emerald eyes staring at the scenery outside the window. Thinking of the previous days events. The funeral, the minister of magic, the breakup.

"Damn, that was a busy day?" .He thought to himself. "Everyone I love dieing, first my parents, Sirius, now Dumbledoor. All because of that mad man. "

"Harry what are you thinking?" a voice opposite to him said.

" Oh, nothing." Mumbled Harry. Looking at the brown-haired girl opposite to him.

"We all miss him." said Ron. A red headed guy next to her.

" I know." He replied, "Thanks to that Fucking reptile, that cold blooded bastard, just you wait, I'll find those horcruxes and fuck that fucking fucker."

"Harry!!" screamed Hermione while Ron laughed.

"What? Its true…" he broke of as the lunch lady walked in with the trolley. Walked in. This time she had a grim face with red eyes instead of her usual smile.

"Take what you want." She sniffed. "Its free."

"No thank you" replied Harry.

"I'll take a few cauldron cakes." Said Ron

" You should have something too. You haven't eaten since the funeral."

"Guess so," replied Harry. "Ill have anything that has alcohol in it." The lady handed a cake with a slightly reddish color on the top.

"It has fire whisky, " she said.

"Thanks" said Harry. " What?" He said looking at Hermione.

"I'm hungry." She shrugged and looked out the window mumbling something that sounded like, "Your life."

The lady reached under the trolley. Took out a bottle of muggle whiskey and took a swig.

She put it back and said, "Have a nice day." and walked out.

Harry looked at Ron who said, "Mom once told me, nothing can be stronger than a muggle whisky. Wizards make it in a way that it won't fuck your liver. But they have to reduce the strength in the bargain. But for inexperienced guys like us. Fire whiskey will still be very powerful. It can even make you Hallucinate if your not careful."

Harry took large a bite of the cake and found it delicious. But nothing happened. " What the fuck? Nothing's happening." He thought and ate more cake. He ate about 2/3rd of it and gasped.

Everything was dancing in front of him. Ron and Hermione's faces were elongated and swimming in different directions. "Nice." Said Harry with a smile. His ears were buzzing pleasantly. The door opened and Neville walked in holding hands with Luna Lovegod.

"Hello people." Said Neville with a smile unlike his own.

"What happened to you?" asked Ron surprised.

" Luna and I had a long talk. And I realized being that powerless coward would not work any more. I need to stand on my own feet. I'm a man with balls. For god's sake. I need to be more like Harry."

Said Neville looking at Harry, who was having a conversation with the window.

"Or maybe not like Harry, But you know what I mean" Said Neville as Harry started to make out with it.

"He's drunk or crazy?" asked Luna.

"Drunk." answered Ron. "He had a cake with fire whisky."

Luna looked worried and said. " He shouldn't have taken it. Fire whisky may have some Egyptian xylocainenine in it. They live in the whiskey and make the drinker pass out and vomit mushrooms."

She took the remaining cake, threw it down and stepped on it.

She put her hand on Harry's shoulder, held out 2 fingers asked," How many fingers?" Harry began counting and passed out when he reached 25. Hermione looked shocked while Ron and Neville laughed.

He woke up an hour later when the train reached the London.

He heard Luna say." The mushrooms will start n-n-n-n-now." 5 times.

Ron screamed," WILL YOU SHUT UP ABOUT THE MUSHROOMS? "

Luna looked hurt and stuck out her lower lip at Neville, who put his hand around her. Harry Retched and vomited all over his seat. Neville and Ron saw this and puked. Hermione who didn't eat anything could only retch.

She recovered and then waved her wand and cleared up the mess and pointed her wand at others and stopped the flow of puke stopped.

Luna just sat like nothing ever happened. "Ok maybe this whiskey was clean." She said shrugging. Everyone laughed.

Harry groaned and woke up. "What the hell did I eat?" he groaned again and complained of his aching head.

"Serves you right" said, Hermione shaking her head. She waved her wand over Harry and his head stopped aching. He thanked her and got up. He sat up and straightened his clothes.

Then the grief got back into his head in full force.

He started staring out the window. And things got back to the way it was.

Everyone else became silent.

They reached the station and each got out. Dragging their trunks and dumping them on the trolleys. And walked through the wall (Barrier between the rest of the station and platform 9 ¾).

Weasley appeared from behind them (she was in another compartment with the rest of the order). Ginny was behind her, her eyes fixed to the ground. She refused to look at him since the break up. But you could say she was crying.

Mrs. Weasley kissed Harry and said," See you for the wedding. I changed the date so you could come after your birthday."

"Ok." said Harry. And went towards the Dursleys.

"Get that arse moving." Said Uncle Vernon " We haven't got all day."

"Coming uncle Vernon" replied Harry. He wasn't in a mood to speak.

The car began moving towards the place he hated the most.