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Chapter 6:

Hermione Granger stared out of the window of the Hogwarts Express, in sadness, while her boyfriend Ron Weasley sat in a huff next to her. She got like this every year since third year when Harry disappeared, when they boarded the train and for the first week or so she would get all quiet and depressed, but after that initial week she was back to her usual self. Ron knew that it was Harry or his memory that was bringing her down (which is ironic seeing as the last time he saw him, Harry had just defeated an evil memory.) He was used to it by now but that didn't mean he liked it. Sure he missed his old best friend, but he made his peace with it years ago. He hated watching his girlfriend of almost a year feel down about a guy who was claimed dead years ago, and it made him feel jealous of Harry even now and he didn't like that at all.

As the train pulled into the station the Head Girl (Hermione) noticed something that she wasn't told about, a tall stranger, wearing a grey pants and jacket with a hood pulled over their eyes, swords strapped to their person and they were standing in-front of a massive evil looking creature. The students that got off before her were looking at the stranger with hesitation until Hagrid's voice boomed over the crowd and the rain (it had been raining all afternoon) "First years over here; everyone else to your carriages." That made the students move and get to their proper destinations. Hermione was the last to get into a carriage with Ron right behind her. She never took her eyes off the grey man, and she felt that their eyes were on her as well.

When the carriages arrived at the school's front doors, two more figures were waiting outside of them; one was shorter in stone grey armor holding a giant axe with a helmet on showing that he was a dwarf. The other was a satyr (she could tell by the small horns on the top of her head) wearing red and brown leather with a deadly-looking crossbow in her hands. Confused, Hermione walked in to the Great Hall sending a questioning look to the head table, only to see Professor Dumbledore looking happier than he had in a very long time.

As the sorting and feast went underway, Hermione's thoughts wandered, like they do at the beginning of every year, to Harry. She honestly thought that this year was the best chance of getting her long time crush back. Yes, she had a crush on Harry pretty much as long as he had known him and the fact that he was gone hit her hard. Though her instincts told her that something big was going to happen and it was going to involve the emerald-eyed wizard. As those thoughts entered her mind a great white flare lit up the sky and that's when everything went crazy.

Harry stood on the platform as he watched the students stare at him until Hagrid brought them back to reality. Then he saw her. Hermione had disembarked the train holding the hand of his old best friend Ron, that made his heart clench but he kept his composure. When the last student had left the platform safely, which just had to be the girl he cared most for, he got on to Tempest and headed up to the school at a leisurely pace just enjoying the rain and the school grounds. That was until he heard the sound of cloaks swishing from the forest.

The young Warden turned and saw about a hundred and fifty shades flying over the trees towards the school. "Shit!" Was the only word that left his mouth as he drew his sword with his right hand and spurred Tempest forward to his top speed. Harry also let off a flare that was to signal Orsin and Paner that danger was fast approaching and they were to barricade the school.

Harry managed to cut off the charge of the specters and rolled off the back of his bolf, shooting a bolt of lightning at a shade while using his sword that was in his right hand to swipe right through two of the shades. A hack here, a slash there, a lightning bolt at another, Tempest taking down two at once, Harry kept fighting till there weren't any left which didn't take very long at all. The young Warden thought that was it and he could relax, but he was wrong. Harry was thrown back by a blast of dark energy, throwing him into the ground pinning him there. There was a chuckle from the direction the blast came from and a yelp. When Harry looked in that direction he saw a young man with glowing purple eyes, robed in blood red with a black trim and iron gauntlets, holding a staff with an obsidian skull on the top. In that instance Harry knew exactly who it was, the Dark Warden (the yelp coming from Tempest being hit.)

"Orsin, Paner! CODE: SKULL, Highest Priority" Harry yelled using his power over air to amplify his voice and that's all he got out as another blast hit him in the head.

Once that flare went up the female satyr came bursting into the hall, her crossbow aimed at the door looking slightly worried. The hall was silent for a few minutes, Hermione stood and walked up to the head table to ask what was going on when an eerily familiar voice came yelling through the hall (and probably the couple miles surrounding the castle.) "Orsin, Paner! CODE: SKULL, Highest Priority." The satyr paled significantly, her eyes widened, and her hands shook. There was an explosion that came from the Entrance Hall and the dwarf from earlier came flying in and landed at the feet of the armed female. In walked a man whose aura made the entire room feel like a hundred dementors just came in, it was a young man with glowing purple eye, robed in blood red with a black trim and iron gauntlets, and an evil smile on his face. One word came to Hermione's mind as she laid eyes on the man and that was "evil."

The man flicked a ball of dark energy at Paner and sent her flying back till she hit her head on the Head Table. The Dark Warden chuckled at the scared faces in the room, as he spun around surveying the room he stopped on the only person left standing in the hall. Hermione stood frozen as the Dark Warden looked at her. Before he could take a step forward, a bolt of lightning stopped him from whatever he had planned on doing.

"Take one more step and you'll have to deal with me!" a fierce voice came from the door way, the entire hall turned to see the grey man standing there. Though now the hood was down and they could see his face, he had short but wild hair (reminding the muggle-born students of the actor Josh Duhamel), a strong face and an intense expression, and in his hands were two silver swords. But what made Hermione and some of the older students gasp was the fact that his eyes were a beautiful emerald, and he had a scar on his forehead in the shape of a lightning bolt.

Harry Potter glared at the man that was the villain of the Wardens, now the man that threatened his first very home and he was mad, so mad that the weather was picking up and making it rain heavier. "Storm Warden, what a cute little name." his deep voice made people feel like they were hearing nails on a chalkboard. All of a sudden a bolt was sent flying from Paner at the evil man, he spun, however and caught the bolt an inch from his face. Harry used that distraction to charge the Dark Warden, as he moved (using his power over air to increase his speed) he charged the blades of his swords with light energy and he struck, but so did the Dark Warden.

Harry had sliced into the Dark Wardens leg and arm, but the man of darkness had summoned a black blade, about the size of a dagger, and stabbed into Harry's right shoulder. The Dark Warden looked down at Harry with loathing, "Hm, an insect managed to sting me, so I will let you all live for now," and the man vanished in a black cloud. Harry stood there with the blade still in his shoulder as the hall erupted in noise and a few people came to the aid of the Storm Warden, but he never found out who because his vision blacked out and he passed out only being saved from hitting his head on the floor by Orsin. Harry Potter had returned to Hogwarts alright, definitely with a bang, one most will never forget.

Well Harry is finally back at Hogwarts!

Hope you all enjoyed it.

Next chapter will hopefully be up by the end of the week.

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Dragon Vongola