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Harry Potter

Harry heaved his trunk and hedwig's cage up in to the overhead luggage compartment. Hedwig was already making her own way back to Privet Drive. Harry slumped into a seat and Ron and Hermione sat opposite him. A few minutes passed in tense silence with Ron and Hermione glancing anxiously at Harry and exchanging concerned looks.

Harry sighed in exasperation, "Look, I'm not going to disappear or anything."

"Sorry mate," Ron said sheepishly.

"We're just worried about you," Hermione continued, "it's just that after umm well after the third task you've been acting strange."

"And we're worried about you-know-who, what if he tries to trap you again," Ron explained.

Harry sighed again, this time he sounded tired, "sorry I know I've been acting strange but Voldemort just killed Cedric because he was there."

"Harry, you know it's not your fault," Hermione said frowning.

"I know, it's Voldemort's fault!" Harry replied angrily.

"Will you stop saying the name!" Ron hissed agitatedly.

"No, it's just a name Ron," Harry answered firmly "most of Voldemort's power comes from fear, if you start saying his name he'll lose power."

Harry smiled, Ron seemed to be thinking about what he said and Hermione was reading a thick leather-bound book so they must have stopped worrying about him. This was a relief because they didn't really need to worry. He had already realised that Cedric's death wasn't his fault, there was no way he could have known that the triwizard cup was a portkey and there wasn't enough time to block the killing curse or push Cedric out of the way. The sound of the compartment door pulled Harry out of his thoughts, he looked in the direction of the sound to see Neville, Fred and George standing in the doorway.

Ron

Ron was thinking deeply. This wasn't something he usually did. In fact if any of his brothers, his parents or Ginny were there they would be shocked speechless and considering how talkative his family was, this was an amazing feat. The reason for his sudden seriousness was his best friend Harry. Harry had reassured him that he was okay and Ron believed him. But Ron was determined to help his friend, especially after the way he had acted during the weeks before the first task. I'll never turn my back on him again, Ron promised to himself.

Another reason for it was what Harry had said about you-know-who. No, Ron thought, I have to call him V-Vol Voldemort. Ron grimaced in disgust, look at me, I can't even think the name. Ron sighed mentally, clearly he would have to work on taking away V-Voldemort's power. Well at least this time I didn't stutter so much Ron thought. The compartment door opened, Ron stood up thinking that it was Malfoy and his brainless baboons. When he saw Fred, George and Neville he sat down and waved them into the compartment.

Hermione

Hermione was happy, well as happy as she could be with Cedric dying and Voldemort coming back from the dead using her best friend's blood anyway. She was happy because Harry didn't seem to be blaming himself for Cedric's death or for Voldemort's return. She didn't want Harry to feel guilty, he had always had bad dreams but after going through something so terrible the nightmares must be nerve-racking. She was also happy because Professor Mc'gonagall let her take a library book home. It was called Special Abilities of The Wizarding World. It explained about all the abilities that witches and wizards could have, like animagi and metamorphmagi. Hermione looked up as she heard the compartment door opening and saw Fred, George and Neville standing there. Ron waved them into the compartment and Hermione went back to her book.

Neville

neville boarded the Hogwarts express dragging his trunk behind him. He was thinking about Harry. Ever since the third task Harry had been acting distant. I hope Ron and Hermione have talked to him Neville thought. Neville new he wasn't one of Harry's close friends. Harry was to famous and powerful to want to be Neville's friend. But Neville would help Harry as much as he could, Harry always helped Neville and now Neville had a chance to pay him back.

He looked around, he had unthinkingly walked to the end of the train. There were two compartments, the one on the right had a glowing indigo net stretched over the door. Neville subconsciously stepped away from it. The door of the left compartment opened.

"Well, well, look who we have here," Malfoy drawled, "its Longbottom, you know it's funny, with the other Gryffindorks I at least I need to think about ways to insult them but with your name is enough."

Neville glared at Malfoy, this sort of thing had been happening ever since 1st year. This time it would be different.

"At least no one in my family has been sent to Azkaban," Neville retorted sounding more confident than he felt, "so where are your pet trolls?"

It was a good question, Malfoy was standing there sneering as usual but for probably the first time ever Crabbe and Goyle weren't looming behind him.

"No, they were sent to Saint Mungos instead," Malfoy smirked maliciously, "Crabbe and Goyle are raiding the sweet trolley."

Neville didn't hear the second part of what Malfoy said, he was furious, how dare he! that deatheater scum! he raged.

"Speaking of Saint Mungos," Malfoy said mock-thoughtfully, "I think the permanently affected patients should be thrown out."

Neville growled menacingly and clenched his fists.

"i mean," he continued, "they can't be cured and it's not like it makes a difference to them."

There was a blur of movement and Malfoy's nose smashed under Neville's fist. He stared at his bloody nuckles in amazement, he couldn't believe it, he'd punched Malfoy without thinking. Malfoy spluttered in shock then he "grinned evilly.

"Or maybe they should just be killed, after all their brains are so damaged that even a troll could outsmart them."

Neville roared and charged with his fists raised. Behind him the indigo net flashed and unravelled. The door opened and three red-haired figures stepped out.

Fred

Fred and George found a quiet compartment at the end of the train and sat down to plan. Fred was thinking, he knew that Ron and Hermione would talk to Harry about Cedric and make him feel better but he wanted to do something to cheer everyone up. ~Good idea, it would take their minds off the problem with You-know-who~ George said in his mind. ~And with the gold Harry gave us, we could do something big~ he replied excitedly. Fred and George put their heads together and plotted. A knock on the door caught their attention.

"Come in," they chorused.

The door slid open and Ginny came in.

"Ah, and what does our dear little sister," Fred began.

"Want from the Princes of Pranks," his twin finished.

Ginny scoffed, "Princes of Pranks? really? and what have I told you about calling me that."

"Calling you what, little sister?" George asked teasingly.

Ginny glared warningly and took out her wand, "stop that or I won't tell you my plan to prank Malfoy."

Fred straightened, this was definitely the best way to cheer people up.

Ginny smiled mischievously, "so you don't want to hear my plan?"

"Ginny, Princess of bat bogies," Fred said respectfully.

"We would be delighted to hear your amazing plan to prank the ferret," George continued in the same tone.

"Please your majesty, tell us," they said in unison, bowing deeply.

"I suppose I might as well tell you," Ginny said, rolling her eyes, "but I don't want anyone listening in."

Fred nodded and took out his wand, he used it to draw a complicated pattern in the air.

"That will stop anyone hearing any sound in this room and if anyone gets to near the door''' lets just say they'll be in for a surprise," he answered Ginny's unasked question.

A few minutes later Fred took down the ward and he and his siblings stepped in to the corridor. Fred gaped at the scene before him and felt George's surprise and amazement through their twin bond.

"Impedimenta!" George yelled, pointing his wand at Neville. Neville froze, all three Weasleys glared at Malfoy.

"What did you do ferret?" Ginny asked quietly.

Malfoy scowled, "like I would tell a poor blood-traitor weasel like you."

Ginny and the twins bristled, ~time to implement our plan?~ Fred mentally asked his twin. ~Definitely~ George answered. Time to take him down a peg or two and show him that just because his ugly dark lord master has returned doesn't change the fact that he's a stupid ferret, Fred thought smugly. He flicked his wand at the ferret, causing a sticky indigo web around him. George cast another nonverbal jinx causing Malfoy's previously blonde hair to flicker between shocking pink and bright orange. Finally Ginny cast the bat bogy hex causing huge bat-like bogies to explode from Malfoy's broken nose and attack his face. Fred levitated him and sent him floating along the corridor past compartments full of staring students.

A peal of laughter reminded the Weasleys of Neville's presence.

"Good job," Neville complemented, "what spells did you use?"

"Pranksters don't reveal their secrets," George replied mysteriously.

"Come on, lets go find the golden trio," Fred suggested.

They all laughed at the well known nickname, well known to everyone but the so-called golden trio anyway. They walked up the corridor looking into every compartment to see if Harry, Ron and Hermione were inside. Finally they found them and opened the door.

Harry

Ron waved Fred, George, Neville and Ginny inside and they sat down.

"Have you looked into the corridor?" Neville asked cheerfully.

"No, why would we?" Harry queried curiously.

"What did you do?" Hermione frowned at the twins.

"Us, we didn't do much," Fred said.

"It was Neville who broke the ferret's nose," smirked George.

"What?" Ron said incredulously, "brilliant!"

"Ron, it's not brilliant, Neville could have got in to a lot of trouble," Hermione chided sternly, "why did you do it Neville?"

"He insulted my parents," Neville explained shortly.

Harry winced, he knew that Neville's parents had been tortured into insanity by some of Voldemort's loyal followers. The others were completely oblivious and Harry could see that Ron was about to ask about them.

"Even if Neville broke Malfoy's nose, it's not like he's going to parade down the train showing it off," Harry stated before Ron could speak.

Ron gave me a curious look but he seemed interested to know what his brothers would say.

"Well, after Neville broke his nose, Fred trapped him in a web and George changed his hair colour," Ginny told them gleefully.

Harry looked at her, he'd forgotten that she was there. It seemed strange that she wouldn't hex Malfoy though.

"And our dear little sister Gin-gin used the bat bogy hex on him," Fred added.

Yes, that makes a lot more sense, Harry thought amusedly.

"Where is he?" Ron questioned excitedly.

"He should be coming back up the train about now," George informed him.

Harry, Ron and Hermione went to look. They all roared with laughter, Ron was rolling on the floor clutching his ribs.

"Brilliant!" Ron repeated.

Harry nodded in agreement, the sight of Malfoy floating upside down, wrapped in an indigo web with bright orange and pink hair and big flapping bat bogies attacking him had to be the funniest thing he'd ever seen.

They picked themselves up and sat back down.

"So Hermione," George started.

"Going to tell us that we shouldn't have done it and that we're going to be in deep trouble?" Fred teased.

Hermione glared at them in annoyance and turned away with out bothering to respond.

Harry, still chuckling slightly at Malfoy's situation, noticed Ginny slipping her wand out of her pocket and aiming it at Fred. He remembered when Fred called her Gin-gin and realised that she was reaping her revenge. He also remembered the bat bogy hex that she'd used on Malfoy and decided that he wouldn't interfere.

A few seconds later, Hermione was reading her book, Ron and Ginny were playing chess and Fred, George and Neville were starting a game of exploding snap. Harry watched Fred waiting for signs of Ginny's spell, there didn't seem to be any yet. Harry turned away and watched Ron beating Ginny at chess.

"Check mate."

Ron had just won the game against Ginny, Harry noticed that Ginny had been distracted throughout the game. He looked at Fred again, wondering if Ginny's spell had finally done its work. Harry sniggered silently, Fred had donkey ears growing from the top of his head and there were glowing yellow letters in the air above him. They spelled `my dear big brother Freddy-weddy`. Harry nudged Ron and gestured to Fred.

After a while of joking about Fred's predicament and playing games, Harry decided that it was time to tell them about his plans for the summer. He was hoping that they would be able to help him.

"I'm planning on training over the summer," he declared.

"That's a good idea Harry," Hermione commented, "i'll lend you some books."

"Yeah, mate that is a good idea, I think I'll try training too," Ron agreed, "so next time V-voldemort tries to kill you, I can help you escape."

Harry smiled, he was happy that his friends would stand with him and that Ron had finally got over his fear, even if he did stutter a bit. He nodded proudly to Ron who smiled back happily.

"And we'll give you some of our inventions," Fred and George chorused.

Harry's smile widened, with Fred and George's inventions, there was no way that this summer could be boring. But Harry didn't know that this summer would be his most interesting and dangerous adventure yet.

"I could lend you some books from the Longbottom family library," offered Neville.

"And I'll give you the defence book where I found the bat bogy hex," said Ginny.

Harry was extremely grateful for all there help.

"Thanks guys, for everything."

For the rest of the train ride everyone teamed up against Ron and managed to kill three quarters of his pieces before he trapped their king with his queen and bishop. Harry said his goodbyes at the platform and spent the trip to Privet Drive making my schedule for the summer. For once, I don't really mind staying with the Dursleys Harry thought.

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