Title: Kiss.

Author: AspergianStoryteller.

Genre: Supernatural/General.

Summary: When a Dementor tried to Kiss Harry Potter, it got more than it bargained for. And Harry did not walk away unaffected. Don't own Harry Potter.

Chapter 9: Senses.

'Oh my God, what is that gnome doing!'

As he felt a space out starting, Harry gently let himself drift off and relax. It was always an odd feeling this, and it went smoother if he stayed calm.

The trains noises and rain became muffled, images blurred, even physical feeling was fuzzy. Harry remembered that Ron and Hermione, and Pig were in the compartment with him and could feel them close by.

*'Bagman wanted to tell us...'* Ron sat next to Harry.

*'Shh!'*

There was someone else familiar near by. Not so much as his friends, but he still recognised who ever it was next door.

*'Father actually considered sending me to Drumstrang...'* Draco Malfoy's drawl leaked into their compartment.

They talked about European magic schools for a while and had a quiet few hours with several friends dropping by.

'So where did you disappear to Harry?' Seamus asked. 'One minute you were there and then gone.'

'I got lost around the Bulgarian supporters. It was alright. I had damper with one of them.'

Even Draco, Crabbe and Goyle paid a visit.

Harry had another space out on the carriage ride to the castle. The cold rain outside was a relief from the late Summer heat, but being soaked made them all chilly. A remembered chill didn't help. Harry hoped he wouldn't get a cold again.

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*'Argh!'* Water balloons rained down from above, soaking students even more thoroughly.

'Wheeeee!'

Uh, Peeves. Damn.

In the Great Hall it was much warmer. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down at Gryffindor table next to next to the slightly cool presence of Sir Nearly Headless Nick.

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Something about the Divination classroom made Harry more prone to spacing out. Perhaps it was the fumes and heat that usually made him and Ron nearly fall asleep? I should use Divination and History of Magic to practise getting the hang of this, Harry mused to himself.

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*'Never – do- that – again!'* As Professor Moody bounced ferret!Draco up and down, Harry got that strange feeling again, like when he had touched Viktoria's Dark magic book. He told his friends about it at lunch, after they'd had a laugh about the ferret incident.

'Moody used to be Auror remember?' Ron said. 'He'll have been hit with Dark curses heaps.'

Fred, George and Lee soon joined them, and by the end of the day, everyone was very much anticipating their first Defence class.

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*Quoted from the book.* What do you think? Sorry if it seems like I'm rushing over things, I just don't see much point in rewriting stuff that's going to be the same as cannon. Tell me if I can improve that. Thanks for reading!