A/N:sorry for the long wait on this this chapter is short and rushed a bit but I am trying to get a bit sorted.
"Harry are you ok." It was dark past curfew by a few hour and they were sitting in their room at the edge of the bed. They were previously asleep but however had been jolted awake when...
"yeah I'm fine just a nightmare."
"Harry I may not have been with you for the last year but I am not stupid enough for one moment to know when you lie especially when it comes to you're mind."
"seriously it was a petite nightmare."
"well then why was it that you jolted awake." She asked turning from a slight of annoyance to caring tone.
"it was of a rat getting torn apart by a large black dog graphically repeatedly."
"well that's understandable then please may I ask though why have you been so tense since we came here."
"I don't know I guess I just don't like physical contact much I wasn't brought up to like it." He said a flash or remembrance on the brink of his mind.
"Ok then" she finished laying back down turning in for a hopefully graceful sleep.
Dear Mum and Dad
I am writing to you to inform you that my life has had yet again a total change around I now have some friends like Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom. Talking about Harry Potter do you remember him from last year when he stayed around at ours for a while because he's getting ever sweeter.
Hope this letter finds you well.
Love from Hermione.
P.S: this is Harry's owl.
"Whats that?" came a voice from behind the desk calling out to her.
"A letter that I'm sending home can I use you're owl please Harry."
"of course you can what do we have today."
"just transfiguration and charms as were allowed time off to see prof. Mcgonagall."
After lessons they among the other students headed down to the black lake to sit and chill however on there way down to one of the times were they interacted with other people they came across a portion of the forest. Getting tired from walking around for a while they decided to take a small rest putting their bags down they heard a growl and upon turning their backs to the forest a dog easily up to Harry's waist grabbed Hermione's bag retreating slowly back into the forest.
Harry letting his hot headedness getting infront of him went straight into the forest running, foregoing the boundaries of the bond. Upon entering the forest it seemed to envelope him and out of nowhere a man with hair of a shaggy black hair appeared.
"Harry." The man said in a almost cheerful tone mixing with Hermione's cry.