AN: Very sorry everyone clicked the wrong number thanks for telling me guys. Please go back and read the previous chapter. Still not Jk Rowling.
Ron and I had prefect duty and had to leave Harry. I really hoped he got us a seat. When I got into the prefects apartment was absolutely shocked. Malfoy and Pansy were there. Dear Merlin could things get any worse?
"Hermione?" I felt my stomach drop. That was the voice of Anthony Godstein, he was in Ravenclaw and I was fairly sure he had a crush on me.
I turned around slowly and plastered a large smile on my face. "Hi Hermione how was your summer?" He asked watching me closely.
"I mostly read." I said shrugging. "How was yours?" I barely got the words out when he dived into this story about how he had been practicing for quidditch and almost got caught by a group of muggles. The fake smile I had had on my face was beginning to slip when the head girl called us to order. I had been pretty excited about being a prefect but this meeting was rather boring. After another forty minutes she and the head boy let us go. Ron and I quickly escaped to find where Harry was sitting and Crookshanks jumped out of my arms the moment we opened the door.
"I'm starving!" Ron said sitting next to Harry and grabbed a chocolate frog off the table.
"Well there are two fifth year prefects from each house boy and girl." I said sitting across from a girl with dirty blonde hair and slightly vacant gray eyes.
"And guess who's a Slytherin prefect..." Ron said with a mouthful of chocolate.
"Malfoy," Harry said right away not sounding the least bit surprised.
"Course," Ron said grabbing another frog and stuffing it into his mouth whole.
"And that complete cow Pansy Parkinson. How she got to be a prefect when she's thicker than a concussed troll..." I said my words trailing off.
"Who's Hufflepuff?" Harry asked.
"Ernie Macmillion and Hannah Abbott," Ron said thickly around the chocolate in his mouth. Neville had a slight red tinge to his cheeks at Hannah's name and was looking closely at his plant.
"And Anthony Goldstein and Padma Patil for Ravenclaw." I mumbled slowly.
"You went to the Yule Ball with Padma Patil," the girl across from me said vaguely.
"Yeah, I know I did," Ron said mildly surprised.
"She doesn't think you treated her very well." The girl said.
"Hey Luna can I have a look at this?" Harry asked picking up the Quibbler. I smirked it was the same one Tonks had shown Sirius about him being Stubby Boardman. A laugh burst out of my lips before I could stop it. Harry looked up from the magazine and smiled at me he knew exactly why I was laughing.
"Anything good in there?" Ron asked looking between us confused.
"An interesting theory in which it says that Sirius black is actually the singer Stubby Boardman." Harry said shrugging and giving the magazine back to Luna. A moment later the compartment door crashed open and Draco was standing there with Crabbe and Goyle. I didn't pay close attention to the conversation but then I came back into when something he said caught my attention
"Just watch yourself Potter because I'll be dogging your footsteps in case you step out of line." Dogging – Sirius oh Merlin.
I paled and stood up immediately, "GET OUT!"
The three of them left laughing but I couldn't help the painful jerk of my stomach. After a moment I said we should get changed since we were getting close. I pulled on my Hogwarts robes and pinned my prefect badge on them. It rested next to the necklace Sirius had given me. I took a closer look at it and popped the clasp. A picture of Sirius and I sitting together was in there and I felt a warm flush crawling up my neck. Yeah he was smooth.
The train began to slow and we left the compartment with Crookshanks under my arm for safe keeping. The first ominous feeling I had was when I saw Hagrid wasn't there. He might not have been the best teacher ever but I still cared a great deal about him.
The second was when Harry kept asking what was pulling the carriage but I had no idea what he was talking about, nothing was there. The carriages had never had anything pulling them and I told him as much. He kept eying the front of the carriage warily and jumped into the carriage.
The third thing was the sorting hat's song. It sang about us being united within and that we were stronger together and he hated to separate us. The hat really was smart.
And then there was the final thing that made my stomach drop. A short fat woman who looked strangely like a toad wearing all pink was our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. She interrupted Dumbledore's start of term speech and made her own. Professor Umbridge talked about changes coming to Hogwarts and it didn't sound good. Once she was done I sat at the table shocked. The ministry was interfering at Hogwarts.