Harry Potter ran a hand through his scruffy black hair. Even though he had accomplished many things in his seventeen years of existence, including defeating the most powerful and dark wizard of all time, he was still unable to tame his hair. It seemed to want to stay in the permanent bed head look to matter how many times he tried to comb it.

A sigh escaped his lips as he pulled on his robes as they were nearing the school. Harry was happy that for the first time in his life his school year wouldn't be plagued with perilous adventure's and the danger of having to defeat Lord Voldemort.

Sitting down next to Ginny he gave her a warm smile. He was beyond excited to be able to spend the year with her, a normal school year where nothing crazy would happen. They could spend time in Hogsmeade together, as well as sit by the lake when it was warm out. Quidditch was another thing he was looking forward too, especially when they had a solid team with the potential to win the House Cup.

"Ron would you leave it be!" Harry heard Ginny shout, a frown creasing his brow, before rolling his eyes slightly. He feared that Ron and Ginny would always argue over the stupidest things, and this time was probably one of those times.

"What's wrong this time?" Harry asked, not really caring about what his girlfriend and best friend were arguing about. Especially because Ginny's temper was starting to wear on him. She had always been a passionate young woman, but the squabbles between the two of them were starting to take its toll.

Ginny huffed, an exaggerated sigh escaped her lips. "It's nothing...Ronald seems to think some of the classes I want to take are pointless. Like Muggle Studies."

"Yeah, I think it's a bloody waste of time. Why would you want to learn about Muggles?" Ron asked, quite annoyed at having this conversation. He was always embarrassed when his dad brought things back from the Muggle world and tried to enchant them. Or when he tried to talk to other wizards about what the Muggle objects did. It was enough to make Ron's skin crawl whenever his father brought it up.

"Besides, you know how Dad gets whenever something from the Muggle world is around." Ginny agreed with him, but was still interested in Muggle Studies. She found their world fascinating, how they lived from day to day without magic was very interesting for Ginny, especially because Harry came from that world.

Harry couldn't help but roll his eye's the pointless banter between the two. "Ron...leave her be, she can take whatever classes she wants to." He was probably asking for trouble for taking the side of his girlfriend over his best mate, but at this point he was to tired to care. He hadn't slept well the night before, having been too excited to start his final year at Hogwarts to get much sleep. He was taking Potions with Slughorn, Defense Against the Dark Arts with a new professor, Charms with Flitwick, and a few other classes that seemed interesting.

He hadn't needed to go back for seventh year, Kingsley Shacklebolt the new Minister of Magic had given him the go ahead to become an Auror but, Harry had wanted to have a normal year at Hogwarts. He wanted to go to classes without having to look over his shoulder, fearing for his life, that Lord Voldemort would come to kill him.

"Ronald leave Ginny alone, Muggles studies is fascinating. I'm taking it this year too." Hermione chimed in, much to Rons dislike. It was so like Hermione to put her two cents in, which wasn't helping Rons temper.

"Of course you would." Ron muttered, shaking his head. "I'm going to change into my robes." He said as Hermione looked furious at what Ron had mumbled under his breath. She had heard it of course, and went red with anger. Ron was never very understand about Hermione's love of the Muggle world and its technology, for he always associated it with the fact that his father was so crazy about it, which embarrassed Ron.

Harry gave both Ginny and Hermione a sympathetic smile, wishing Ron could be more accepting of the fact that both his girlfriend and sister wanted to take a Muggle studies class.

It seemed like the ride to Hogwarts took forever, especially since there was a lot of tension in the train car. Hopefully once everyone had stuffed their faces at the feast, and had a goods night sleep everything would blow over.

It was while they were filing into the Great Hall that Harry saw a flash of pale blond hair out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head and his eyes went wide. Standing a few feet away from him with some other Slytherin classmates with Draco Malfoy. Harry Potter had had no idea that Draco would be coming back for his final year. The Malfoy's had pretty much gone into hiding after the War, no one had had heard much of them since the end of the war. They led a quiet life which was just fine with Harry and the rest of the wizarding world. He assumed that Lucius had managed to get an unimportant job in the Ministry, and the Draco would be in a similar position. It had never occurred to Harry that the younger Malfoy would ever go back to school.

Harry poked both Ron and Hermione to get them to look over at Draco standing amongst his Slytherin friends. "Blimey, wouldn't have expected to see him here." Ron said quietly, as Hermione just glared at the blond with great distaste.

"I don't want to deal with his snarkiness right now." Harry said, ushering his friends to the Gryffindor table. "Let's just eat." The Boy Who Lived said, trying to get in a better mood. He had been eagerly awaiting the Start of Term feast, where he would be able to eat until he burst before going off to the Common Room to enjoy catching up with his friends.

Harry was excited to see that everyone from his class had come back for their last year. He was unable to stop a large grin that appeared on his face as he watched Neville Longbottom nearly fall over when he sat at the bench near him.

For once this would be a normal year and all Harry would have to worry about was making sure Ron and Ginny didn't argue too much.