I forgot this last time so:

DISCLAIMER: I OWN NONE OF THIS.

The queen J. does but I just own the plot and storyline

This is all my own and I am aiming for a chapter a week and maybe to make the chapters longer but, I have lots I've things to watch so I can give them back and exams and coursework to do, but maybe soon I will be free, but for now, chapter 2

I wait, and wait. Where are they I wonder. That's it! Prefect duties, also the new Defence Teacher will need to be told about everything, Hermione will have jumped up and said she and Ron will do it.

"Hey Hedwig." I start a conversation, she won't answer but sometimes it looks like she understands what I mean.

"Hoot."

"Do you think I'm doing the right thing?"

She cocks her head. "Hoot?"

"By going it alone, just me and you, maybe Ron and Hermione if they force themselves on me."

She ruffles her feathers proudly and turns her beak up. "Hoot."

"I'll take that as a yes." I slide her a few treats as thanks. "I wonder how all the adults will react. Probably something like 'A cross between Lord Black and Lord Potter' and old man Dumbledore will try to talk to me."

"Hoot" said Hedwig looking down at me.

The door opens. To a blond, cocky, slytherin and also who happens to be a Death Eater son. Draco Malfoy. "What do you want, Malfoy?"

"To see how 'The Chosen One' is doing."

"Better than your father, who's roting in Askaban." I retort, already bored of this petty squabble.

He pulls out his wand. "Say that again Potter!"

I raise my wand that was in my pocket and look into his stormy grey eyes. "Rictusempra." He collapses wheezing and laughing. "That could have been worse for you."

"Diffindo." He gasps, his wand pointed at me. I parry the spell easily. And quickly I return fire. "Silenco, incarcerous, expelliarmus, colloportus." Draco is tied up, silenced and wandless, the door is locked again so no one can help him. "See Draco, I can do what I want now. And I will let you go. I want to and I'm not soft. I want peace. For the remainder of the journey at least. Can you do that?" He nods furiously. And I nod that will be good. So I cancel the spells, open the door and kick him out the old fashioned way, foot up the arse.

I don't look after he lands, I slide the door closed. I sit down and pull out a book. How to Cast Correctly, Differently and With Power. By Peter S. Tunned. It talks about ways to cast spells differently, different ways to use spells and how to cast them. Also how to transfigure things better and faster and easier. I want to get better at lessons this year, and make Sirius proud. I open it to the page I last read. I start to read. But I can't, I keep thinking back to Draco, I don't normally care about him, but something is bugging me about him. I want Hermione and Ron to get here soon, I need someone to talk to, to take my mind off him, I don't want to think about him, but I do, kind of. I try to carry on reading but I can't.

I don't have to worry long because Ron and Hermione open the compartment door and walk in. "Harry!" Hermione yells and buries me in a hug. "Why didn't you come to Ron's? Are you okay? What have you been doing? Are you looking forward to this year? Have you read the new books? Have you practiced for school?" Hermione questions at a mile a minute, not even releasing me yet.

"I was busy 'mione, practising, reading and yeah I am looking forward to it, I'll give you a run for your money." She looks shocked.

"Really?" She asks.

"Really, this year I'm doing it properly." I confirm. She releases me. Looks me up and down and smirks, and gives me a challenging smile. "May the best of us win!" She declares.

Ron walks up to me and looks quizzical and worried. "Was that the truth? Or was it just to keep Hermione happy?" Ron asks as Hermione snaps her head between us and looks upset. "It's all true Ron!" I laugh.

I hope Ron books HIS ideas up. Me and Hermione may laugh and joke about the fact that we are competing for 1st place in the year, but I'm sure Hermione feels the same as me and wants Ron to do well too. Maybe the Golden Trio will expand, I think that we should maybe get more people to join us, and then we can work harder, continue the DA like Sirius said to do. This time no one will die. Not like Sirius.

'But Sirius was murdered' that nagging voice murmurs 'murdered, murdered, murdered'

"This year, is the year we train, against Voldemort," Ron and Hermione gasp, "His death munchers, against anyone who wants to stand against me when I take him down, wether light or dark, anyone who stands against me will fall, and those who stand with me I will honour. The DA will continue, and expand, I will avenge those who died last time, and this time!" I gasp after my speech and looked at an awestruck yet horrified Ron and Hermione.

"Harry that sounds like a more noble version of what you-know-who says, so promise me that you won't do any thing morally wrong, I'll stand by you, but I won't do things I don't agree with." Hermione proclaims.

"I promise Hermione."

"The same goes for me mate!"

"Thanks mate. But the both of you need to do done stuff for me, say his name like you said Hermione 'the fear of the name only increases the fear of the thing itself', and if it doesn't sound morally wrong then you will need to help me, people will stand against us therefore we are as strong as we are united as weak as me are divided."

"Ok Harry." Hermione agrees nervously.

"Right mate, you're mad but ok." Ron agrees.

"Well onwards we go!" I shout, "Malfoy already came by, I got my wand in before he could say much, I don't think he'll bug is much now."

"What happened Harry?" Hermione asks as she looks worriedly at the door. So I recount what happened for them, Ron slaps me on the back and Hermione looks even more worried.

"It's ok 'mione, really." I assure her.

"Comforting your little pet Potter?" Came a drawling cold voice. "Surely you haven't fucked that little mud-" he suddenly stops talking and looks terrified at me, Hermione looks amazed and Ron dumbstruck.

"Do you want to finish that sentence?" I growl at that prat, with the good looks he doesn't deserve. He shakes his head and goes to back away, but the door closed behind him, and he came all alone. He falls down on his ass and I loom over him and say "never use the word you were about to use again, because if I find out I will curse your tongue off. Now let's see..." I start to think, what spell to use? Which one of many? Maybe. "Evanesco." His clothes disappear, Ron turns red and looks away snickering, Hermione gasps and covers her eyes, Draco looks embarrassed and goes to cover himself. That won't do. "Petrificus totalus." He goes as stiff as a board. He's surprisingly long, almost as long as me I notice, but that doesn't matter I look at him and I know what to do. "Let this be a lesson to you, now let's see, I find a pair of boxers that are a little too small for me and I drag them up Draco's legs, which is a hard task, and it leave Draco with a little cover but the outline of his 'manhood' can just be seen when looked at carefully. I hoist him up, open the door and drag him into the hallway and lay him down gently, I push him along with my foot, so I can see him when I sit down and it won't look as obvious that it was me who did it.