The Bond Between Us

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Harry Potter was in his room lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling. He was thinking about his fight with the Basilisk, in other words, about how he had almost got killed in Hogwarts. Again. He didn't want to spend his summer holidays thinking about Voldemort's sweet little pet, but he just couldn't help it. 'Even if I stop thinking about him now, he would still come to me in my dreams' he thought. He had never thought himself to be an overthinker till this summer.

What if Hermione had looked the snake in the eyes?

What if something bad had happened to Ron?

What if he couldn't have saved Ginny?

Too many "What if"s related to his friends and his parents' murderer and no answers. So he decided he wanted to close the topic, at least for some time. After all it was his birthday tomorrow he had to have more positive thoughts.
Suddenly, he heard sharp sounds. He looked at the window and saw 3 beautiful owls, one he recognized was Ron's, Pigwidgeon. Harry grabbed the two letters Pigwidgeon had brought and started reading them. Letters from Ron and Hermione wishing him happy birthday and explaining the gifts' early delivery. Ron had sent him a Pocket Sneakoscope and Hermione a Broomstick Servicing Kit. After unwrapping the second gift he saw a copy of The Monster Book of Monsters. It was Hagrid's gift.
Harry really liked the presents his friends had sent him and wanted to thank them immediately, so he sat and started writing back forgetting about the 3rd owl. After he finished he gave Pigwidgeon and Hagrid's owl cookies and then the letters themselves. He turned around to see the little owl standing on his bed. The letter( or another paper)in the bird's beak was in a green envelope. He approached the owl and took the envelope and after opening it he took out a letter and saw the beautiful handwriting.
"Hello, Harry Potter.
I wish you a happy birthday and a peaceful year in Hogwarts.
Hope, you like my gift.
KLACB."
Harry got off of his bed and ran towards the locker, after some time he found.
Here they were, the three letters with the same addressers, him, that were sent to him on his previous birthdays. What was going on? Who did this? Another thing that was unusual was the box sent with the letter. He opened it and saw black watches. In the past he didn't really pay attention to this letter thing but now it could no more not be paid attention to. He wrote a letter for the KLACB:
"Hello, KLACB.
As you can imagine it is really hard to write to a person you don't know and it is even harder to accept their gift. So I hope you understand my decision to send it back. I would also appreciate it if you write your real name,
Harry Potter."

He fed the owl and let it fly away. Tomorrow is the big day,aunt Marge comes.
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Harry didn't know where to go. And he was really nervous. Was he still a Hogwarts student? If not.... He didn't even want to imagine it. Hogwarts was his home. He tried to walk away from Dursleys' house as far as possible before he got tired and decided to rest. He was looking around when he heard a noise coming from the bushes. There was a big black dog. He was going to run away from it when he suddenly couldn't feel the earth under his feet. He looked up and saw a bus and a man staring at him.
"Welcome to the Knight Bus, emergency transport for the stranded witch or wizard. Just stick out your wand hand, step on board and we can take you anywhere you want to go. My name is Stan Shunpike, and I will be your conductor this eve - ''. The man stopped. He looked down at Harry who still hadn't got up.
"What were you doin' down there?" said Stan, dropping his professional manner.
"Fell over," said Harry.
"'Choo fall over for?" sniggered Stan.
"I didn't do it on purpose," said Harry.
Harry stood up and looked at the place the big dog? was supposed to be.
" 'Choo lookin' at?" said Stan.
"There was a big black thing ,like a dog" Harry replied.
He told Stan his name was Neville, didn't want to draw attention. It was after a while that Stan unfurled a copy of the Daily Prophet and started reading it. The man with dirty hair that was on the photograph seemed familiar.
"Oh,this man! He was on the Muggle news."
"Sirius Black. Course 'e was on the Muggle news, Neville. Where you been? Minister's been criticized a lot."
"Why?"
" Ha,do you hear it Ernie? Why would people criticize dear Fudge? 'Cause a murderer can walk wherever he wants, kill anyone whenever he wants. And Ministry doesn't do anything. Don't ya think it's enough, Neville?"
" Oh.." was Harry's reply as he did not want to continue this conversation.
He arrived at The Leaky Cauldron and was surprised to see Cornelius Fudge there.
" Hello, Harry. "
"Hello."
" Well, Harry, we were very worried about you. Running away from your aunt and uncle. You will be pleased to know that we have dealt with the unfortunate blowing-up of Miss Marjorie Dursley. Now she has no recollection of the incident at all. So that's that ,and no harm done."
Fudge asked Harry to stay at the Leaky Cauldron for the rest of the summer and Harry agreed. He spent a lot of time during summer buying necessary school things and ,finally, on the last day of holidays he met his two best friends.
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Harry, Hermione and Ron had arrived in Hogwarts and were currently waiting for the Sorting Ceremony when Fred asked them:
" Have you heard the rumors?"
" Rumors about what?" Hermione asked despite not being really interested.
" About the new American student." George replied instead of his brother.
" It is believed that he was expelled from Ilvermony and that is why he came to study in Hogwarts."
" So what? "
" It is not very common for Hogwarts to accept students that were expelled from their previous school, in fact, I can't remember the last time we had an American studying in Hogwarts. I thought there was a rule that they can't attend our school. "
" Guys, come on, I am almost sure this is just a typical Hogwarts rumor." Hermione said" Besides, don't you guys have things to be more worried about?"
" Like what?"
" Like O.W.Ls ."
" Oh, Hermione, come on! You know we don't care."
Hermione gave the twins an annoyed look and they turned their heads in Harry and Ron's direction.
"What about you, guys? Who do you think this mysterious student is?"
" Guys, to be honest, I don't believe 'this mysterious student' even exists."
" Ahh, you are boring. Let's talk to more interesting people, Gred."
" Of course, Forge."
After the Sorting Ceremony and 50 minutes of Hermione and Ron arguing because of his manners, three friends got up to get to their dormitories. Climbing the stairs Harry couldn't help the feeling of nostalgia. He had missed Hogwarts so much in summer and now that he was back, he remembered his very first day on these stairs. It felt good to be back, to be at Hogwarts, to be at home.
They had only entered the Gryffindor Common Room when they heard a very, very loud voice that caused them to turn around.
"IMBECILE! WHAT. AN. IMBECILE."
Harry was astonished by the angry girl's beauty. Her hair was loose and some of the black like night strands rested on her shoulders. Her long-sleeved orange top and purple skirt were giving her an image of a happy and energetic person. Her eyes were green ,but unlike his they were dark. He realized that he had been staring only when he heard her, this time calm, voice.
" Is there something on my face?"
"Uh, no. Sorry, I didn't mean to..um..stare " Harry said awkwardly.
" It's OK." She replied." It is my fault, I just started screaming in the middle of the common room. So I guess I should apologize. Sorry, guys."
" No problem. Are you not a Gryffindor? Haven't seen you here before." Asked Hermione.
" Oh, I am. As much as my grandmother doesn't want me to be. I'm new here, maybe that's why you haven't seen me."
" So you are the new American student that Fred and George were talking about. " For the first time in her presence Ron said something.
" Interesting. You don't have an accent.?" Hermione asked although it sounded like a statement.
" Guys, we haven't even introduced ourselves and you are already throwing millions of questions on her." Harry said in order to make Hermione calm down and it worked. Her face softened and she said:
" You are right, Harry. Sorry. I am Hermione Granger."
" I am Ron Weasley."
" And I am Harry Potter. "
" Nice to meet you. My name is Eleanor. And answering your question, Hermione, I don't have an accent because I am British but I was living in the States until this summer. So if you want I can show you my American accent."
" No, thanks. I got it." Girls smiled to each other.
" When did you get sorted? We didn't see you in the Great Hall."
" Well, I thought it would be embarrassing to, you know, get sorted with first years and Headmaster agreed with me, so I have known my House for a month now. By the way, we are in the same dorms, Hermione. Now ,gentlemen, it was a pleasure to meet you, but it's been a long day and I wish to go to bed as soon as possible. So... see you tomorrow ."
And with those words she left them and as soon as she was out of vision Hermione turned to them with a frown on her face.
" She is strange. She didn't tell us something."
" Hermione, don't play a detective. She is a nice girl, she's just tired." This answer angered Hermione and Harry could see another argument coming. Great. First day of school.
" Hermione, let's think about it tomorrow. We are all tired, it's late." Harry said in order to get these two not to argue.
" OK, Harry. But we'll talk about it tomorrow. Good night."
" Good night."
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