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Summary: The duel with Voldemort in Harry's fourth year began a chaotic chapter in Harry's life. He learns more of what happens the night he got his scar and the unexpected circumstances that unfolded.

Notes: Well I just realized that Harry seemed familiar with Luna, Ginny, and Neville. To explain this, they talked some before Harry had his "hot flash" and Harry didn't want to speak with Hermione and Ron anymore.

Also this will become a Draco/Harry fic as requested. Hopefully it'll be a good one. ;)

One last note: Sorry for all my crazy typos. I wrote that really late at night as a joke to my friend and I didn't have her look it over. So this one will be scrutinized more.

"Faerie talking"

"Harry thinking to the faeries"

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Chapter Two

Glitter?!

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"Wow it's like the retarded ballet."(1)

Harry stops to watch the chaos of the upper levels jockeying for a place in a carriage. Luckily the mess was far from bad since no one had their animals or luggage with them. He could pick out the unsorted first years by how lost and pale they were. Luckily Hagrid was walking to round up the firsties like he usually does. Somehow the sight of the giant didn't comfort some of them as they seemed to get paler.

"You shouldn't say that Sage!" Gia admonishes though Harry could see that she agreed with the thought.

"Hmmm Harry, you should really start getting into a carriage otherwise you'll be left to walk to the feast. I'm sure Mims would get angry if you did that." Carrie points out.

"Mims?" Harry questions silently.

"McGonagall" was the swift answer followed by a "You really should hurry."

At the urgings of his new friends, he found the carriage his friends were in. Getting in he noticed some odd looking horses. They were bony and had scales instead of hair. "Woah, I thought these were horseless carriages. When did they start using horses?"

"What are you talking about, Harry? There is nothing in front of the carriages. Are you feeling ok? Should we go see Madame Pomfrey? Oh Ha-" Hermione starts to babble.

"You could ask the nargles that are sitting on your shoulders but I don't know if you can hear their answers. They only talk to people who believe in Ishkabibbles. Those are thestrals and you can only--" Luna started to say.

"--See them when you see someone die. I've read about these in some books. Oh Harry dear can you see them because..." Hermione trailed off. The atmosphere in the carriage became tense.

"That bitch! Who is she to cut off someone!" Carrie bit out.

"Who? Luna?" Sage queries.

"No, that bookworm. Gosh she's so uppity. I think it's because she needs to get shagged and thoroughly." Harry starts to turn red because he is having a hard time containing his laughter. The others see the look and mistake it as him getting angry at Hermione.

"Harry, mate, Hermione is just concerned for your health no need to get angry at her!" Ron starts to get angry and yell. Ginny and Neville reach for their wands in case something happens. Luna sits with the Quibbler upside down in her hands. If Harry looked closely, he could see that she too was holding in her mirth.

"Harry, you really aren't helping the situation." Hermione turns to Harry who is still trying not to laugh. The faeries didn't stop their unseemly commentary when Ron blew up; in fact, it got progressively worse. They started to debate whether or not Hermione was an exhibitionist. The carriage stopped before Hermione could continue fussing and Harry steps out of the carriage with the faeries floating beside him. No matter how many times he looks at the castle, he still sees the magic of it. He was home.

"Another year at Hogwarts. Well let's get to the feast and then we can see if Madame Pomfrey will see Harry." Hermione cuts through Harry's pleasant mood. The faeries glare at her for disturbing Harry's trip down memory lane.

"Oooooooo if only we could do magic to hum--AAACCHHOOO" The little green woman careens a foot away from Harry from the force of her sneeze.

"Gia, are you ok?" Sage asks.

"Yeah. I'm fine. Carrie, are you ok?" The two faeries and Harry look at Carrie who is laughing hysterically and pointing at something. They turn to whatever was making her laugh that hard. It was Hermione or at least that's what they thought it was. "What did you do?!"

There standing on the steps of Hogwarts was a giant squirrel. Harry could tell she was still lecturing although she spoke in squeeks. The fur on her body was black like the robes she had on. Her tail though was her original hair color and it was just as frizzy. The two-toned squirrel finally realized that everyone was looking at her but not listening to her. In fact, it seemed that they were gawking at her. Why would they be staring at her? What could possibly be--? The resulting squeek/squeal will haunt students' dreams for many years to come.

Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape both came hurtling out of the castle to investigate the sound. Both were expecting some sort of fight or injured animal. Neither were expecting a student transfigured into a giant squirrel. It took them both a few moments to collect their thoughts. The two teachers asked everyone what had happened. Nobody had a definite answer. One moment she was talking like she usually did and then poof she was a squirrel. No one saw a hand grab for a wand or a jet of light. Some hinted that Harry had something to do with it since the "arguement" in the carriage wasn't that quiet. The Weasley twins were so disappointed they didn't think of this sooner and started to plot a new prank.

McGonagall tried a few spells to reverse the damage but each one failed. Hermione was starting to get hysterical. The other students were ushered inside by other teachers that came to investigate what was taking so long. Snape was forced to take the distraught squirrel girl to the Hospital wing. McGonagall would have taken her student but the fact was that she could not abandon her duties as deputy headmistress. She had to welcome the new first years.

During the whole brouhaha, Harry was trying to figure out what happened with his faeries. They didn't even know what was going on. In all the fifteen years they were alive, never had they been allowed to do magic that would effect humans. The worst part was that Harry could not ask anyone what could be happening. After all, these were the first ever faeries.

"The school hasn't even begun and already it's crazy. What else can happen tonight?" Harry thinks towards his fluttery friends. The students all get settled into their tables though Harry could see everyone still wondering what happened outside. Ron decided to go to Hermione's bedside instead of going to the feast. Ginny thought that this was just a way for Ron to get food from the house elves and not wait during the welcoming speech.

So there Harry sat, with Neville and Ginny waiting for McGonagall to arrive. It didn't take too long for all the first years to walk in and get sorted. It went faster for Harry because he was listening to the three women puzzle out what happened. Carrie had outrageous ideas ranging from latent energy in the ley lines to plaid squirrels wanting their revenge on the world. Sage thought that they could do magic since Harry could see them now. Gia just agreed with Sage but encouraged Carrie to come up with more outlandish remarks.

Dumbledore started his usual speech about what is and isn't out of bounds. A soft cough interrupts him. He tries to continue but the cough interrupts him again. He concedes his rights to the welcoming speech. A toady woman appears from behind the teacher's table.

"Oh gosh, she looks like toad that mated with a human. I would have called her a weretoad but it's not the right time of month for that. Unless she is the leader of the weretoads and then we have a weretoad infestation. I guess that means we must eradicate the problem."

"Carrie, do we need to have a talk about how inner thoughts need to stay inner thoughts?" Gia asks.

"Hey, you're all thinking it. I'm just saying it."

"I give up."

"I actually have to agree with Carrie on this one. She is quite toady."

"Ha, Harry thinks I'm right!"

"Shush all of you! I'm trying to listen to this!" Sage tries to listen to what the new DADA teacher, Umbridge, is saying.

"Why?"

"Future ammunition."

"Ooooooo. I like that idea." Carrie thinks for a moment. "Is it just me or does she like the type that would dump glitter in the toilet just to make it seem like she would be all sunshine, glitter, and happiness?"

"Where do you come up with these ideas?"

"Glitter?! In the loo! Gross, now I have a bad mental image. Thanks."

"You're welcome"

"I was being sarcastic"

"I know"

"Harry are you feeling ok? Maybe you should see Madame Pomfrey. You're looking a little bit peaky." Neville and Ginny look concerned at their friend's health.

"No, it's fine. I just don't like glitter right now" responds Harry. Both Ginny and Neville mouth the word "glitter" at each other and shrug. The rest of the feast went as it usually did. The three talked for a while before the twins came around to harass them about their thoughts on what happened with Hermione. The twins seemed to think that some new prankster was moving onto their turf. The trio waved them off with a promise that if they found anything they'd tell the mischevious duo. By the time they got rid of the twins, it was time to go to the dorms. None of them were chosen to be prefects so they didn't have to deal with the first years. As Harry got into the dormroom with Neville, both of them realized that Hermione and Ron still weren't back.

"That is some powerful magic you got there Gia!" Carrie starts to swish her tail and twitch her ears. Harry was beginning to see that when that happens is when trouble is about to start.

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking? Carrie? Gia?"

"Oh, yes I think we are. So begins our quest to eradicate the weretoad and bring 'joy' to the world"

"Why do I have a bad feeling about this?"

"Don't worry Harry, we won't let them catch you"

"Oh ok. Well then what's the plan?"

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1) My friend actually said this when everyone was havin issues backing out of a parking lot.

Ok so no Draco yet. He hasn't been bothering Harry on the train or during the welcoming feast. What is the world coming to? I'll have him come in during the next chapter.

Review please! I dunno if you like it or not. I'll accept happy reviews, apathetic reviews, and flames. Nothing like flames to roast marshmellows on. Mmmm smores.