'Harry! You're on time', Hermoine said.
'I was with Cornelius Fudge. I had problems with the Dursleys...again. How was your summer?', he asked her.
'Mother and Father were in Paris, France. They're not witches, or anything; they're Muggles. And the hate the attention I'm getting in our World', she answered. He nodded; Ron Weasley was with his huge family. George and Fred Weasley were red haired, and had a copy of the Marauders' Map. With them was Ginny Weasley, who was in love with Harry in secret, and was always blushing every time they met at the Burrow, or at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Percy Weasley, who was working for the Ministry of Magic, under Cornelius Fudge this year after leaving the school to work for Gringotts Bank last year for Griphook, the goblin banker, was married to Penelope Clearwater, a fellow student for Ravenclaw House. Ron looked at the cheap magic books; he frowned. Despite everything, the Weasleys were poor; Harry Potter was rich, and paid for everything, except for Hagrid's help in paying for Hedwig, which was a gift for him after he rescued Harry from the Dursleys during his first year at Hogwarts.
'Hi, Ginny'.
'Hi, Harry'.
'How are you?', he asked her.
'Fine, would you like to go to Hogsmeade with me?'.
'Yes', Harry answered.
He kissed her gently on the left cheek, and she smiled.
Then they headed towards the Hogwarts Express train, and got into the cabins, where the Train Master blew his silvery whistle, then it left Charing Cross Station, and reached the misty lake, where all of the students would go into canoes, to take them to Hogwarts.
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Chapter Two
'It seems, Harry Potter, is afraid of those who seek fame', Professor Severus Snape smirked.
'That's untrue, Professor'.
'Is it, Potter?', Snape asked him.
'Yes', Harry answered.
'Severus, this isn't the time for you to glare at Harry Potter', Professor Albus Dumbledore said.
'Potter is being protected by you, Albus'.
'Lord Voldemort is rising, Severus. You know that, don't you'.
'I don't know that, Professor Dumbledore', Snape lied.
'And you're not to inform Lucius Malfoy about Harry'.
'I have, Professor. He wants what's best for his family. Narcissa isn't happy about what her son, Draco, has to put up with, especially with Harry Potter, who he is his rival in the magical World'.
'Narcissa can come here, and inform the Ministry about her objections'.
'Yes, of course, Severus', Professor Albus Dumbledore said. They all walked to the double doors, and attended the Sorting hat ceremony, which spoke to all wizards, and witches, as to what house they were in.
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'So, Potter, I think Slytherin house will win the Quidditch, and House cup, this year', Draco Malfoy sneered; Pansy Parkinson, a fourteen year old Slytherin girl, who was rumored to be dating Draco, sneered as well. 'I think not, Draco. Not this time', he said with confidence.
'Where's Ginny, your girlfriend?', Pansy asked.
'Over here, Pansy', Ginny answered. She was grinning in her Gryffindor robes; she kissed Harry, and grabbed her wand in her small, right hand. 'Freeze!', she yelled. Pansy was frozen on the spot like a statue.
'And, what is going on?', Professor Severus Snape yelled.
'Ginny Weasley froze Pansy, Professor', Draco Malfoy cried.
'Did she, now. 100 points off Gryffindor house'.
'But, Professor. Pansy-', Ginny said.
'Yes'.
'She was horrible to Harry'.350Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBOsmRQOEHV
'Harry Potter is not as famous for anything other than surviving three years at Hogwarts, somehow, Ms. Weasley. I shall inform her parents of this crime of magic; I shall make them know which magical family did it, and she will not freeze any witch, or wizard, will I am here'. And he stormed off into his dim, dark, office to the left of the Slytherin dungeons, while Draco followed behind them, including Marcus Flint, the fourth-year Slytherin Quidditch captain, who vowed to get revenge on Harry Potter, and Ginny Weasley.
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