HP : The Chronicles

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"It's necessary." She had insisted. "With Peter on the loose, we can't take chances." Harry understood the reasoning behind her actions, but couldn't really help but wonder if it was necessary. As it had become apparent, the Minister had appointed extra security to patrol the grounds; the nature of said security was still unknown. It wasn't Aurors, as James had informed them; the Minister said it was all taken care of and, even if coming from him that wasn't truly reassuring, he had probably deployed the Unspeakables. Harry always wondered what the Unspeakables did as they, honouring their name, didn't speak about it. Maybe he would find out this year, he thought as he sat in the same compartment with his brother, Ron and Hermione, the two new professors, Neville and Ginny.

The youngest Weasley seemed more demure and quiet than she had remembered her being on the last train ride, but that was only to be expected considering she had been possessed by the memory of the Dark Lord for a large part of her first year; maybe she was remembering what had happened last year or how she had started writing in the diary? Either way, not even the brief look of distaste Malfoy directed their way as he passed by with his cronies -not daring to try anything with Remus and Sirius in the compartment- managed to get a reaction out of her, though it was something that would have at least made her blush a year ago.

"So, how did you like Egypt?" Remus asked an hour into their journey, pulling Harry's attention from Neville's description of his newly acquired, and admittedly interesting, plant.

"Ginny loved it…" Ron commented.

"I did."

"… But I found it awfully hot. I mean the tombs were wicked and so was the magical community of Cairo but the bloody sand…"

"Language, Ron!" Hermione cautioned.

"I get what you mean though." Sirius admitted. "James and I trained in Egypt for a few months back when we were in the academy and I can assure you it's hot, especially during the summer." I liked it, Harry thought.

"That's not the most important question at the moment." Ginny commented a soft smile on her lips, even if it did not completely reach her eyes. Harry wondered what she meant as everyone turned to look at her.

"And what would the most important question be, Miss Weasley?" Remus asked well naturedly.

"I was simply wondering how you two feel as the new professors in the school." She asked innocently; the green eyed wizard watched her curiously with the corner of his eyes; something told him she hadn't made her point yet.

"It's going to be weird for sure." Sirius declared. "I mean, most of the professors were our teachers too."

"But now you're going to be working together, on even ground." Ginny stated, nodding as if she understood perfectly what Sirius meant. "You're going to be equals in a way, working together and stuff."

"Exactly that." Sirius agreed. "I'll be the first one to admit I still have trouble calling Professor Dumbledore, Albus."

"I still have trouble calling McGonagall, Minerva." Remus admitted.

"Imagine, working together with her!" Sirius stated awed, as if had never considered the prospect.

"Or with Flitwick!" Remus added.

"Or with Professor Snape." Ginny offered innocently, making Sirius and Remus cringe and stare at her, a look of horror etched in their faces. Harry was just about to break out laughing as she spoke again. "Everybody knows that the Potions' and Defence's professors always worked closely. Well, except Lockhart but…" She simply shrugged and Harry waited for the explosion; Sirius didn't disappoint.

"Dumbledore failed to mention that!" He was breathing deeply and gripping the armrests of his seat as Remus tried to calm him down; Ginny just sat back and pulled open her Spells textbook humming while the rest of the students in the compartment stared at her as if they had never seen her before.

"That, Miss Weasley," Harry stated "either marks you as a genius or as plain evil." Sirius was still hyperventilating, swearing he would never work closely with any greasy git, let alone show one respect.

"Can't we call me an evil mastermind and leave it to that?" She asked impishly as Harry chuckled and her brother stared at her in awe. She chuckled once more and sighed contently, watching her brother laughing. Ron had been a little down too, from what he had seen of him during the summer and had been watching his little sister as if she might disappear as long as they had been on the train, the green eyed wizard noted. Maybe that's what this had been about?

"Spending time with the twins?" Harry asked interested.

"So it would seem, Mr. Potter." She answered.

"And if it is ever expected of me to help him with something, with anything," Sirius continued with his rant "I swear I'll…" He never managed to finish his sentence as the train began slowing down.

"Great, I'm starving." Ron stated as he looked out the window trying to discern the school in the distance.

"That's new." Sirius commented still a little flustered.

"We can't be there yet." Said Neville looking at his pocket watch, a birthday gift from Harry.

"So why're we stopping?" The train was getting slower and slower. As the noise of the pistons fell away, the wind and rain sounded louder than ever against the windows. Harry, who was nearest to the door, got up to look into the corridor. All along the carriage, heads were sticking curiously out of their compartments. The train came to a halt with a jolt, and distant thuds and bangs told them that luggage had fallen out of the racks. Then, without warning, all the lamps went out and they were plunged into total darkness.

"I can't see a thing!" Adrian complained.

"What's going on?" said Ron's voice from behind Harry.

"Ouch!" gasped Hermione. "Ron, that was my foot!" Harry felt his way back to his seat walking with more ease than anyone as his night vision kicked in.

"Oy! That was mine!" Ginny exclaimed as her brother tried to stop injuring the people around him.

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