Chapter 1: In the Picture
Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft & Wizardry started off normal with the trip to Daigon Alley where he met his two best friends, Ron and Hermione after the two month summer break.
Harry made his was through Daigon Alley, to see if one of them had already arrived. He spotted Ron, sitting in front of Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour.
"Hey mate! Finally made it? Good to see you again!" waved Ron. Harry sat down next to him.
"Good to see you too. Where's the rest of your family?" he asked.
Ron grinned "Fred and George wanted to show them their joke shop. Pretty cool, eh?" Harry nodded. Suddenly, he heard a voice calling his name.
"HARRY! Oh Harry, it's so wonderful to see you again! I was so worried!" cried Hermione when she saw him. Harry stood up and Hermione hugged him. "I really WAS worried, but it seems you're okay!" she said, before releasing him. Harry grinned. "Oh, hello to you, too." said Hermione, without paying much attention to their red-haired friend. Ron sniffed.
Harry knew Ron was cruel to Hermione sometimes and she responded scathingly to him as well. Though, for some reason, Harry seemed to think Ron actually liked her more as a friend, though Harry doubted Hermione didn't know. It was quite obvious. Hermione, on the other hand, didn't seem to have any other affection for Ron but friendship. Harry was quite done with relationships personally. Last year, he had a crush on the black haired Ravenclaw seeker Cho Chang, but she still had been very emotional because of her ex-boyfriend Cedric Diggory dying. Harry should've known it wasn't a right moment for him to get a crush on her; he had been there when Cedric died, so she was really torn between her feelings. At those moments, Harry wanted to be anyone BUT himself. Their relationship hadn't last though, Cho had been too emotional and a bit cruel towards him too; she blamed him for Hermione's actions.
"We need to get some new stuff." Ron unfolded his list and read the new things out loud.
- The Standard Book of Spells, grade 6.
- Sense and See like a Centaur, by Cassandra Vablatsky.
- Perfect Potions for Pesky Persons, by Timothy Croakfield
- Hélas! J'ai Transfiguré mes Pieds! By Malecrit-
"WHAT did you say? Not Malecrit?" asked Hermione surprised.
Ron raised his eyebrows. "What, you've read the wrong book or something?" he asked sarcastically.
Hermione gritted her teeth. "No, you idiot! Malecrit is a wizard who writes plays!"
Ron dropped his jaw. 'No way... we aren't going to...' he closed his mouth again.
"Let's get the books, then." decided Harry.
After they got their new books they went to the Leaky Cauldron, to drink some Butter Beer. The Leaky Cauldron was crowded with people, as usual; weird looking witches, old wizards and other sorts of people were talking, drinking and discussing the latest news from behind their Quibblers and Daily Prophets. Ron, Harry, and Hermione sat down and ordered three Butter Beers.
Ron looked at the front page of the Daily Prophet a wizard was holding it in front his pointy nose. "D'you reckon they will send guards to Hogwarts again? You know, with all the You-know-Who rumours lately,.." Ron asked frowning, while taking a large sip of his Butter Beer.
"What's going on lately, then?" asked Harry curious.
Hermione frowned, "You haven't been getting the Daily Prophet, have you?" Harry shook his head. "Well, Durmstrang has been under attack by Giants. Nobody knows the true reason, but they say their Professor Karkaroff has something to do with it... Viktor wrote me all about it." Explained Hermione.
"He's still in school!?!? But he's like... what? 19!?" laughed Ron.
Hermione didn't throw him a destroying glare, but blushed a bit. "Yeah...well... he isn't that far behind... he just takes his time... and he is in his last year..." Behind her back, Ron just rolled with his eyes. Harry couldn't help but grin. Hermione cleared her throat. "Anyway, some of the Durmstrang students will be transferred to Hogwarts, due the fact some parents don't consider their school as 'safe' anymore." added Hermione, surveying a large crowd of people walking in.
"Vicky won't be coming to Hogwarts, will he?" Ron asked in a teasing voice.
Hermione took a zip of her Butter Beer. "As a matter of fact, he is." she said plainly. Ron fell silent.
Before either of them could say anything, a quick flash of bright light blinded them. When the spots finally disappeared in front of Harry's eyes, he saw a grinning Colin Creevey, with his huge camera. "Hi Harry! How was your summer? I bet you did loads of wicked things! You still got your Firebolt? I'm really excited about taking pictures of you on that broom again!" he rattled; now turning to Ron. "Hi Ron, what's up? I heard your brothers opened a joke shop? Awesome, I can't wait to check it out! Bet they make-" He fell silent at the sight of Hermione.
Hermione stared at him, raising her eyebrows. "What?" she asked.
Colin didn't do anything for a second, then, he grabbed his camera and said "Smile for me, baby!" while clicking away.
Now it was their turn to fall silent. Colin was taking pictures of Hermione from every single angle. "Colin... uh... that's Hermione..." informed Ron.
Colin paused, "I know, isn't she gorgeous?" then to Hermione: "Work with me luv, your head a few inches to the right...wonderful!"
Harry didn't know whether to consider this as funny or not while Hermione seemed to be getting rather irritated. "Colin, I want to drink my Butter Beer normally and I want to talk with my friends without you interrupting!" she snapped.
Colin nodded, "Of course luv..." he took a few steps back and positioned his camera in front of his eye again. ". That way I'll be able to take pictures of the more 'natural' you"
Before Hermione could actually do what she was planning to do (hitting him with her book 'There's a Muggle in All of Us', which was about 800 pages), another student from Hogwarts passed by; Cho Chang.
"Colin! Make a picture of her!" suggested Ron, pointing at Cho. Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise. "What?" Ron asked while his ears reddened. "I just want a picture of her!" he snapped.
Harry raised his eyebrows even more and Hermione frowned. "To do what?" she asked, while crossing her arms.
Ron's face turned red too. "Uh. just to have... you know, I collect them..." he said quickly.
Hermione raised her eyebrows as well. "Collect what? Photo's of Cho?"
Ron hid his face behind a magazine (The Quibbler, which he held upside down). "No... not just Cho..."
But Hermione wasn't satisfied with his answer. "Not just Cho... you mean you collect pictures of girls?" she asked suspiciously.
"Yes!,...NO! Wait! Yeah... I mean NO!" corrected Ron quickly.
Hermione sat back and surveyed him. "Hmmm... so you don't collect pictures of Cho, you don't collect pictures of girls, but you want a picture of Cho because you collect them?" she frowned.
Ron sank deeper in his chair, now only his hair was visible from behind the Quibbler. Colin frowned. "So what do I do? Take the picture or leave it? I'd say leave it, and then I have more film for darling Hermione, who looks absolutely stunning. She makes Cho look like a nasty virus." He grabbed his camera and made a few more pictures of Hermione.
It was getting pretty late, so Hermione decided to go to her room. When Colin followed her with his camera, she turned around. "NO Colin, you CAN'T take pictures of me while I'm sleeping!" she snapped, before going up the stairs.
"Well, she's had a tough day... all those photo shoots... night!" Colin shrugged before leaving.
Harry and Ron laughed. They fell silent when Cho walked passed their table. Ron turned red and Harry frowned. "What's up with you?" he asked.
Ron turned red even more. "I...I think I really like her..." whispered Ron.
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Who? Cho?" he asked bemused. Ron nodded. Harry dropped his mug. "You're not serious... are you?" he asked.
Ron nodded "I'm afraid... I am...." Harry didn't know whether to laugh real hard or to disapprove it. His feelings were a bit mixed. Ron stood up. "You probably think it's really funny... don't you?" he asked suspiciously.
"No, no! It's just... well, I thought you always liked Hermione..." he said quickly.
Ron sighed. "I did. But she doesn't really like me, now does she? I can't keep a crush on a girl that would never look at me..." Harry frowned. Like Cho would ever look at Ron. Like any girl would ever look at Ron. Harry knew it wasn't right to think that way, but somehow he knew he was right. He just smiled at Ron, very weakly. Ron shook his head. "I'm off to bed too. See you tomorrow." And with that, he too went to his room.
Harry's sixth year at Hogwarts School for Witchcraft & Wizardry started off normal with the trip to Daigon Alley where he met his two best friends, Ron and Hermione after the two month summer break.
Harry made his was through Daigon Alley, to see if one of them had already arrived. He spotted Ron, sitting in front of Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour.
"Hey mate! Finally made it? Good to see you again!" waved Ron. Harry sat down next to him.
"Good to see you too. Where's the rest of your family?" he asked.
Ron grinned "Fred and George wanted to show them their joke shop. Pretty cool, eh?" Harry nodded. Suddenly, he heard a voice calling his name.
"HARRY! Oh Harry, it's so wonderful to see you again! I was so worried!" cried Hermione when she saw him. Harry stood up and Hermione hugged him. "I really WAS worried, but it seems you're okay!" she said, before releasing him. Harry grinned. "Oh, hello to you, too." said Hermione, without paying much attention to their red-haired friend. Ron sniffed.
Harry knew Ron was cruel to Hermione sometimes and she responded scathingly to him as well. Though, for some reason, Harry seemed to think Ron actually liked her more as a friend, though Harry doubted Hermione didn't know. It was quite obvious. Hermione, on the other hand, didn't seem to have any other affection for Ron but friendship. Harry was quite done with relationships personally. Last year, he had a crush on the black haired Ravenclaw seeker Cho Chang, but she still had been very emotional because of her ex-boyfriend Cedric Diggory dying. Harry should've known it wasn't a right moment for him to get a crush on her; he had been there when Cedric died, so she was really torn between her feelings. At those moments, Harry wanted to be anyone BUT himself. Their relationship hadn't last though, Cho had been too emotional and a bit cruel towards him too; she blamed him for Hermione's actions.
"We need to get some new stuff." Ron unfolded his list and read the new things out loud.
- The Standard Book of Spells, grade 6.
- Sense and See like a Centaur, by Cassandra Vablatsky.
- Perfect Potions for Pesky Persons, by Timothy Croakfield
- Hélas! J'ai Transfiguré mes Pieds! By Malecrit-
"WHAT did you say? Not Malecrit?" asked Hermione surprised.
Ron raised his eyebrows. "What, you've read the wrong book or something?" he asked sarcastically.
Hermione gritted her teeth. "No, you idiot! Malecrit is a wizard who writes plays!"
Ron dropped his jaw. 'No way... we aren't going to...' he closed his mouth again.
"Let's get the books, then." decided Harry.
After they got their new books they went to the Leaky Cauldron, to drink some Butter Beer. The Leaky Cauldron was crowded with people, as usual; weird looking witches, old wizards and other sorts of people were talking, drinking and discussing the latest news from behind their Quibblers and Daily Prophets. Ron, Harry, and Hermione sat down and ordered three Butter Beers.
Ron looked at the front page of the Daily Prophet a wizard was holding it in front his pointy nose. "D'you reckon they will send guards to Hogwarts again? You know, with all the You-know-Who rumours lately,.." Ron asked frowning, while taking a large sip of his Butter Beer.
"What's going on lately, then?" asked Harry curious.
Hermione frowned, "You haven't been getting the Daily Prophet, have you?" Harry shook his head. "Well, Durmstrang has been under attack by Giants. Nobody knows the true reason, but they say their Professor Karkaroff has something to do with it... Viktor wrote me all about it." Explained Hermione.
"He's still in school!?!? But he's like... what? 19!?" laughed Ron.
Hermione didn't throw him a destroying glare, but blushed a bit. "Yeah...well... he isn't that far behind... he just takes his time... and he is in his last year..." Behind her back, Ron just rolled with his eyes. Harry couldn't help but grin. Hermione cleared her throat. "Anyway, some of the Durmstrang students will be transferred to Hogwarts, due the fact some parents don't consider their school as 'safe' anymore." added Hermione, surveying a large crowd of people walking in.
"Vicky won't be coming to Hogwarts, will he?" Ron asked in a teasing voice.
Hermione took a zip of her Butter Beer. "As a matter of fact, he is." she said plainly. Ron fell silent.
Before either of them could say anything, a quick flash of bright light blinded them. When the spots finally disappeared in front of Harry's eyes, he saw a grinning Colin Creevey, with his huge camera. "Hi Harry! How was your summer? I bet you did loads of wicked things! You still got your Firebolt? I'm really excited about taking pictures of you on that broom again!" he rattled; now turning to Ron. "Hi Ron, what's up? I heard your brothers opened a joke shop? Awesome, I can't wait to check it out! Bet they make-" He fell silent at the sight of Hermione.
Hermione stared at him, raising her eyebrows. "What?" she asked.
Colin didn't do anything for a second, then, he grabbed his camera and said "Smile for me, baby!" while clicking away.
Now it was their turn to fall silent. Colin was taking pictures of Hermione from every single angle. "Colin... uh... that's Hermione..." informed Ron.
Colin paused, "I know, isn't she gorgeous?" then to Hermione: "Work with me luv, your head a few inches to the right...wonderful!"
Harry didn't know whether to consider this as funny or not while Hermione seemed to be getting rather irritated. "Colin, I want to drink my Butter Beer normally and I want to talk with my friends without you interrupting!" she snapped.
Colin nodded, "Of course luv..." he took a few steps back and positioned his camera in front of his eye again. ". That way I'll be able to take pictures of the more 'natural' you"
Before Hermione could actually do what she was planning to do (hitting him with her book 'There's a Muggle in All of Us', which was about 800 pages), another student from Hogwarts passed by; Cho Chang.
"Colin! Make a picture of her!" suggested Ron, pointing at Cho. Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise. "What?" Ron asked while his ears reddened. "I just want a picture of her!" he snapped.
Harry raised his eyebrows even more and Hermione frowned. "To do what?" she asked, while crossing her arms.
Ron's face turned red too. "Uh. just to have... you know, I collect them..." he said quickly.
Hermione raised her eyebrows as well. "Collect what? Photo's of Cho?"
Ron hid his face behind a magazine (The Quibbler, which he held upside down). "No... not just Cho..."
But Hermione wasn't satisfied with his answer. "Not just Cho... you mean you collect pictures of girls?" she asked suspiciously.
"Yes!,...NO! Wait! Yeah... I mean NO!" corrected Ron quickly.
Hermione sat back and surveyed him. "Hmmm... so you don't collect pictures of Cho, you don't collect pictures of girls, but you want a picture of Cho because you collect them?" she frowned.
Ron sank deeper in his chair, now only his hair was visible from behind the Quibbler. Colin frowned. "So what do I do? Take the picture or leave it? I'd say leave it, and then I have more film for darling Hermione, who looks absolutely stunning. She makes Cho look like a nasty virus." He grabbed his camera and made a few more pictures of Hermione.
It was getting pretty late, so Hermione decided to go to her room. When Colin followed her with his camera, she turned around. "NO Colin, you CAN'T take pictures of me while I'm sleeping!" she snapped, before going up the stairs.
"Well, she's had a tough day... all those photo shoots... night!" Colin shrugged before leaving.
Harry and Ron laughed. They fell silent when Cho walked passed their table. Ron turned red and Harry frowned. "What's up with you?" he asked.
Ron turned red even more. "I...I think I really like her..." whispered Ron.
Harry raised his eyebrows. "Who? Cho?" he asked bemused. Ron nodded. Harry dropped his mug. "You're not serious... are you?" he asked.
Ron nodded "I'm afraid... I am...." Harry didn't know whether to laugh real hard or to disapprove it. His feelings were a bit mixed. Ron stood up. "You probably think it's really funny... don't you?" he asked suspiciously.
"No, no! It's just... well, I thought you always liked Hermione..." he said quickly.
Ron sighed. "I did. But she doesn't really like me, now does she? I can't keep a crush on a girl that would never look at me..." Harry frowned. Like Cho would ever look at Ron. Like any girl would ever look at Ron. Harry knew it wasn't right to think that way, but somehow he knew he was right. He just smiled at Ron, very weakly. Ron shook his head. "I'm off to bed too. See you tomorrow." And with that, he too went to his room.