A true friend forgotten

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Chapter 1

Hermione just stood there. The surprise was numbing the pain. Luna walked away, not skipped, walked. Harry could tell Luna was upset. Hermione looked at Harry, looking for some sympathy. "Sorry Hermione." Harry said walking over to Luna.

"Go away." Luna sighed. "She's right, I'm getting in the way of your friendship and I said before, I don't want people to hate me."

"But I don't hate you. She was just jealous because she's not used to not having me around." Harry said.

"I still don't want to make other people upset!" Luna argued.

Hermione walked up. "Sorry." she said.

In the common room

"Are you really sorry, or did Ron persuade you to apologise." Ginny asked.

"I don't know. I sort of feel weird about it." Hermione moaned.

"Yes. . ." Ginny said expectantly.

"I'm jealous, OK!" Hermione sighed. "I've never had a better friend and now he's just like all of my other friends, ditched me to be friends with someone more 'fun' because apparently I'm 'boring'!"

"I don't think you're boring. I'm your friend." Ginny said reaching over to the bowl of peanuts. Ginny threw up.

Fred and George started laughing hysterically. "Puking pastels, we made them look like peanuts just to trick you." George said.

"Oh! Now I have to clean myself up!" Ginny groaned.

The next day

Harry and Luna sat in the clearing with the thestrals. "They're beautiful aren't they." Luna sighed looking at the baby thestral walking alongside it's mother.

"They sure are." Harry laughed.

Suddenly Ron appeared through the bushes. "Hagrid's back!" Ron said excitedly.

Harry said nothing and ran through the bushes with Ron.

Luna just sat there. "Well bye then." she sighed to herself getting up slowly and walking towards Hagrid's hut.

Harry and Ron arrived at Hagrid's door where Hermione was waiting. "Hi." Hermione said akwardly.

They knocked on Hagrid's door. Nobody answered. "Hagrid! It's us! Harry, Hermione and me!" Ron shouted.

The door creaked open and Hagrid let them in.

After Hagrid telling the three of them all about his trip to see the giants, Harry, Ron and Hermione left. Luna had just got to Hagrid's door. "I guess we're turning around now." Luna panted.

"Yep, basically." Harry laughed.

Three days later

"Welcome fifth years to my very special class." Hagrid said beaming as his class bit their nails, played with their hair or whispered to each other. "Come on now, pay attention!"

Some people looked up, others, including all the Slytherins, paid no attention what-so-ever. "Well if yeh follow me now. . ." Hagrid said trudging along to a clearing near the forest.

Everyone followed. "Tadaa!" Hagrid said smiling. Everyone looked puzzled, except Harry who stepped forward and started stroking his favourite thestral. Everybody laughed.

"No need to laugh! What Harry is seein' is a thestral. Misunderstood creatures they are, but really they're gentle. As you can see- well, you can't, thestrals have skeletal figures. Always black. Now, can anybody tell me why Harry can see 'em, but none of you can?" Hagrid asked.

"They can only be seen by those who have seen death." Harry said.

"Very good Harry. I'm surprised Hermione didn't know that." Hagrid said looking towards the back of the class where Hermione and Ron stood.

"The oaf. There's nothing there." Malfoy said in a lowered voice to his Slytherin friends.

"Now these creatures are winged. They look a bit like horses. Anyway, though they may seem like dark creatures, they're very gentle if yeh know what you're doin'." Hagrid continued.

The lesson went on until the end of the day and then Harry made his way to the tree by the lake and joined Luna. "DA meeting tonight?" Luna asked.

"Same as always." Harry said.

"Oh good. They're fun." Luna said picking up the latest issue of the Quibbler.

"What's in there today." Harry asked.

"Oh, dad thinks he found more proof that nargles exist. I mean, how else could a corner of his draw be nibbled away?" Luna asked.

Harry thought of several good reasons, but didn't say them aloud.

"Anyway, I think I'll start teaching patronuses today. I wonder what your animal will be." Harry asked.

"Well, I like rabbits." Luna said.

"You strike me as the sort of person who would." Harry laughed.

At the DA meeting that evening

"Expecto patronum!" Luna said calmly waving her wand and thinking of something happy. A silvery hare sprouted from Luna's wand.

"Wow." Harry said in awe at the beautiful room filled with jumping, silver animals.

"So many animals. It's beautiful!" Luna said absent mindedly.

There was a bang. A second bang. A third bang. Everyone's patronuses faded away slowly. Luna's was the last to disappear. "Run, Luna!" Harry whispered. Then the entire wall blew apart. Umbridge's face was the first to be seen in a horrible pink, frilly shirt. Then, Cho's best friend appeared. She was smirking. Cho smirked at Harry and walked to Umbridge.

"Nobody rejects Cho Chang." Cho said to Harry.

The next day Harry left his detention. His hand was burning. Luna was waiting for him. "Thank you so much for getting me out, but I feel bad that you guys have to suffer." Luna sighed.

"Don't worry about it." Harry said.

"Does your hand hurt?" Luna asked

"Yeah, but I'm a big boy." Harry said.

Luna laughed. "Anyway, I think you ought to head back to the common room."

"Yeah." Harry agreed.

The next day

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat in the common room doing nothing. Hermione was swaying side to side in her seat thinking about nothing. Ron was daydreaming about a huge pile of cheese that was his to eat and Harry was having one of the weird dreams. He saw Sirius being tortured by Voldemort. "Hermione, Ron!" Harry said. "We have to help Sirius!"

"Why?" asked Hermione suddenly coming back into the real world.

"He's being tortured by Voldemort." Harry said looking around. "And we have to get to the Ministry of Magic right now!"

"Eh, he'll live." Ron said.

"Ronald!" Hermione barked. Ron came back to his senses.

"Oh my god! We've got to help him!" Ron shouted. Everyone looked. When they saw that there was nothing of interest going on, they all turned back to their various activities.

"OK, Harry, but how are we supposed to get there?" Hermione asked

"Floo network." Harry suggested.

"Umbridge has all of the fireplaces under surveillance!" Hermione argued.

"Not all of them." Ron said.

Harry, Ron and Hermione managed to find a few people who were willing to help out. Ginny and Luna were sent watch the corridor whilst Fred and George created a diversion.

The whole plan went wrong. In the end they had to lead Umbridge into the forest to be taken away by the centaurs. "That was a very good plan, Hermione." Luna said as they walked around.

"Thank you." Hermione said, faking a smile. "I can't believe she was prepared to use an unforgivable curse."

"I know. You were also very brave, Hermione. You too Harry." Luna said, smiling.

"What about me?" Ron asked angrily.

"Eh." Luna said shrugging her shoulders.

"What is wrong with you people!" Harry shouted. "Sirius could be dead by now! We have to get to the Ministry!"

"Sorry Harry." Hermione said.

"Yeah, sorry mate, but how exactly are we supposed to get there?" Ron said.

"We fly of course!" Luna said skipping off to the clearing where the thestrals were.

Everyone followed. "This is ridiculous. How are we supposed to fly on something we can't see." Hermione said to Ron in a lowered voice.

"I can hear you, you know!" Luna said angrily.

"If they can only be seen by those that have seen death, then how exactly are you supposed to see them yourself?" Hermione asked, rudely.

"My mother died in front of me." Luna said. Luna quickened her pace a little to get closer to Harry and further away from Hermione.

"Oh." Hermione said to herself, feeling a little guilty.

"Here they are!" Luna exclaimed.

They all found a thestral and climbed on top (with a little help from Harry and Luna).

"You ready?" Luna asked. "Let's rock and roll!"

Several thestrals took off in an organised formation. Off they sped into the evening, what dangers they would face, they did not care. . .