Lust for Knowledge

As we sat on the train to Hogwarts I was sitting next to Harry and opposite Ron as I looked out the window.

“So, what was Draco doing with that weird-looking cabinet? And who were all those people? Don’t you see? It was a ceremony, an initiation.” Harry spoke,
“Stop it, Harry. I know where you’re going.” Hermione spoke,
“It’s happened. He’s one of them.” Harry spoke,
“One of what?” Ron asked,
“Harry is thinking that Draco Malfoy is now a Death Eater.” I spoke,
“You’re barking. What would You-Know-Who want with Malfoy?” Ron asked,
“Well, then what’s he doing in Borgin and Burkes? Browsing for furniture?” Harry asked,
“It’s a creepy shop. He’s a creepy bloke.” Ron replied,
“Look, his father is a Death Eater. It only makes sense. Hermione saw it with her own eyes.” Harry spoke,
“I told you, I don’t know what I saw.” Hermione explained.

“I need some air.” Harry spoke and grabbed something above me.

I closed my eyes then sensed something.

“Harry.” I called after him. I followed him down the train and grabbed his wrist, “If you do go you’ll end up hurt.” I spoke, Harry looked at me,
“Have a feeling did you?” Harry asked sarcastically,
“I can’t help it, it just happens…” I replied, “Look, I’m not going to stop you because I’m not your mother… I’m just a friend warning you.” I explained, Harry looked a little down but then smiled,
“Thanks.” He replied and carried on.

I walked back to the carriage and looked out the window.

“You ok?” Hermione asked I nodded slowly. Biting my lower lip I leaned my head back with a sigh, “Are you sure you’re ok?” Hermione asked, I looked at her confused with my eyebrows furrowed,
“Do I have a sign on my head saying ask how I am in many different ways?” I joked laughing at the end,
“Sorry.” Hermione replied.

“I just wish Harry would listen to me sometimes.” I spoke,
“He does.” Ron spoke, I looked at him,
“How would you know?” I asked,
“Because he told me he likes the sound of your voice… wait, I didn’t say that.” Ron quickly spoke,
“No, please continue. What else did Harry say about me?” I asked smirking, “This would be fun to tease him with.” I added, “Not in a mean way though.” I quickly spoke.

Though Hermione and me were in fits of giggles as Ron knew he said something he shouldn’t of.
“At least I don’t yell ‘cock’ in the middle of a song.” Ron smirked, I burst out laughing and punched his shoulder.



As the train came to a halt we exited our carriage,
“Where’s Harry?” Hermione asked,
“He’s probably already on the platform. Come on.” Ron spoke as we followed him.

Though we found he wasn’t on the platform or on the carriages.

Ron was stuffing his face as Ginny sat next to me. I was tapping my finger on the table worrying about Harry.

“Don’t worry. He’ll be here in a minute.” Ron spoke, Hermione looked at Ron seriously for a moment then hit Ron with her book 3 times,
“Will you stop eating? Your best friend is missing!” Hermione snapped,
“Oi. Turn around, you lunatic.” Ron spoke, we all looked to the doors and saw Harry walking up.

Though I could smell blood.

“He’s covered in blood again. Why is it he’s always covered in blood?” Ginny asked,
“It’s his own.” I spoke as Harry sat down next to me, I rubbed his back gently,
“Where have you been? What happened to your face?” Hermione snapped,
“Later. What’ve I missed?” Harry asked,
“Sorting Hat urged us all to be brave and strong in these troubled times. Easy for it to say, huh? It’s a hat, isn’t it?” Ron explained, I pulled out a spare packet of tissues for Harry and gave them to him,
“Thank you.” Harry spoke I smiled and nodded.

“Very best of evenings to you all. First off, let me introduce the newest member of our staff Horace Slughorn.” Dumbledore stood, we all clapped as Slughorn stood up and waved quickly. “Professor Slughorn, I’m happy to say has agreed to resume his old post as Potions Master. Meanwhile, the post of Defense Against the Dark Arts will be taken by Professor Snape.” Dumbledore explained,
“Snape?” we all looked at each other shocked, as Slytherin clapped,
“Now as you know each and everyone of you was searched upon your arrival here tonight. And you have the right to know why. Once there was a young man who, like you sat in this very hall, walked this castle’s corridors, slept under its roof. He seemed to all the world a student like any other. His name? Tom Riddle. Today, of course he’s known all over the world by another name. Which is why, as I stand looking out upon you all tonight I’m reminded of a sobering fact. Every day, every hour this very minute, perhaps dark forces attempt to penetrate this castle’s walls. But in the end, their greatest weapon is you. Just something to think about.” Dumbledore explained, “Now, off to bed. Pip-pip.” Dumbledore spoke light heartedly.

“That was cheerful.” Ron spoke as we left the Great Hall.