Chapter 2

Harry and Hermione enjoyed a stroll around the lake the sat under the old oak tree and reminisced about their earlier years at Hogwarts. They had gone through a lot together. The troll in the bathroom seemed to be the most memorable thing they remembered from their first year it was, after all, then that they became friends.

The sun was setting and darkness was slowly creeping through the Hogwarts grounds as the sun sunk behind the hill. "I suppose you'd better get back and do some more revision for that test of yours tomorrow, Hermione," said Harry "Yeah I guess so. It's getting kind of dark too lets go and get some dinner." Harry realised he hadn't had any food for six or so hours and he was starting to feel very hungry. Harry pulled Hermione up off the ground where she had been sitting, and half dragging her set off to get some dinner.

The Great hall was well decorated as always. Harry looked drearily up at the sky, the stars where now starting to come out. "Isn't it beautiful," Hermione commented, "Yeah," said Harry snapping out of his trance-like state. She gave him a wink and carried on eating, huh what was that I wonder why she winked at me just then, surely she does not suspect anything. Hmmm let us see maybe its time to start implementing phase two of the plan. That could be a little bit dangerous just now he thought lets just leave it for the moment.

Harry had a very uneasy night he had been recently plagued by dreams of Voldemort killing Hermione. "No don't kill her please don't harm her, Avada Kadavra," Harry screamed. He woke up with a jolt to find himself clutching tightly to his wand. The bitter winter wind was blowing in the broken window just above Ron's bed. That is strange I wonder how that broke thought Harry, "Reparo," He said aiming at the window.

"Bloomin' Hell Harry what were you playing at," asked a visibly shaken Ron. "What do you mean?" replied Harry "You just about killed me with that curse you sent flying my way." "What curse?" replied a very confused Harry. You know the Avada Kadavra Curse?"

"All I remember" said Harry very coolly "was my nightmare about Voldemort, then when I woke up and had my wand in my hand and the window was broken." How did I summon my wand without using the summoning charm? thought Harry, very odd. I must have been angry again and unable to control my powers.

"If I hadn't been awake worrying about tomorrows test you could have killed me Harry." "I had to dodge the flaming thing!" "Sorry mate, I didn't even realise I could do that curse anyway,"said Harry."Well it looked pretty scary," replied Ron. I think we, or at least I" said Harry correcting himself "should go and see Professor Dumbledore"

Harry went to see the headmaster, reluctantly dragging a tired and scared Ron behind him.

Harry rapped with his knuckles on the Oak door of Dumbledore's office. "Enter," came the familiar voice of the professor. Harry opened the door and entered Dumbledore's office. "Ahh, Harry, Ron I wondered if I'd be seeing you two tonight." "B-B-But How did you know" said a very surprised Harry?

"Lets just say there have been rumblings, I have my sources," said Dumbledore

"Harry do you know why you summonded your wand and shouted the killing curse?"

"Not really, sir, all I remember was my nightmare about Voldemort, then when I woke up and had my wand in my hand and the window was broken."

"Well Harry you did actually kill someone" Harry's heart sank he was going to spend the rest of his life in Azkaban prison. "However, the ministry are willing to take into account that you actions were not under your control and secondly the person you hit was one of Voldemort's most loyal deatheaters, Lucius Malfoy."

Ron gasped, "You mean Lucius as in Draco's father? He asked.

"That's right Ron; ministry officials had been tracking him high and low." He turned to Harry

"It looks like you did the ministry a service. Cornelius Fudge wants to have a word with you."

Rumours that Harry had tried to kill Ron were running riot after people found out about the 'Avada Kadavra' incident. Harry and Ron of course fervently denied these accusations. Draco however was not himself he was moping around looking rather confused until he put two and two together and gain an understanding of what had happened.

"You Killed My Father Potter," hissed Malfoy

"Well in any war there are going to be casualties," said Hermione, much to the annoyance of Draco.

"No one asked your opinion you filthy little mudblood."

"You are going to pay for this Potter just wait till my master gets my hands on you!"