Hello readers! This fanfiction is officially set off! I realize that at the time I'm posting this first chapter it isn't a Sunday (as I noted on the warning chapter there will be new updates every Sunday) I figured why not start this off on an earlier day just for giggles! Anyway feel free to comment any questions you might have, correct me for any mistakes and of course voice your opinion! Enjoy! (The second chapter will be posted next Sunday 😉)
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Hogwarts had and always will be a second home to Harry, he may have suffered many many attacks against him, friends and enemies, watched the Dark Lord be reanimated in front of his own two eyes and numerous other things but he always came back, he doesn't know why but he does, it feels like a magical force always forces him near the castle and it's grounds like a magnet.
So now he's here again walking up the hill to the carriages trying to hide himself from the looks of curiosity that first years give him, to the looks of anger and fear older students give him. Everyone thinking you are insane is another thing he can add to his list of achievements in school years he supposes while entering the carriage, his friends in tow.
Going up the mountain to Hogwarts is as spectacular as it always is, the silence in the carriage helping him relax and enjoy the scenery since this may as well be one of the precious times this year that he has some peace in his mind. With that thought he slumps backward in his seat, closing his eyes and focusing on the sounds of the wheels to calm his thoughts of Voldemort's return.
As they arrive at the schools entrance he wordlesly exits the carriage following behind his friends absentmindedly tuning them out knowing they would resolve it on their own. Lately he's noticed that they have stopped asking for his opinion in problems that they have, he believes it's always been that way but he can't be sure, though it might be because of the ever blooming romance the two seem to have developed but he keeps that thought to himself.
As he's slowly trekking up the stairs standing near the wall to not get swept up by others he looks up to chuckle at his friends situation but notices they are gone and he is basically walking by himself, he stands there for a bit, shocked at his own predicament while other students pass him quickly when he feels two pairs of hands envelop both his shoulders and is pulled to the corner of a turn in the stairs only being able to see the gray of uniforms and ginger for a few seconds.
"Whoa there Harry!" Stabilizing himself after that fast movement he locates the owner of the voice to Fred Weasley throwing a half-smile his way.
"What are you thinking standing near the swarms?" He now turns and is surprised that he hadn't noticed George who's holding his arm helping to stabilize him.
"Yeah you could have fallen." Fred continues seemingly ending their sentence.
"Ughhu uh yeah probably" words come out his mouth slurred, a mental face palm already heading his way, how can he completely ruin a sentence like that. Vowing to never do that to his dignity again he tunes back to the twins faintly hearing them chuckle.
"Yeah alrighty Harrykins let's get you to the Great Hall to drink some water yeah?" Says George while motioning to Fred as they help him ascend the stairs holding his arms carefully.
He genuinely doesn't know what happened when he entered school grounds but he's definitely feeling very weak all of a sudden and he feels like he just fell down the Chamber of Secrets five times in high speed. Mentally thanking Merlin that the Twins found him before he fell down the stairs and smashed his skull, he let's himself be guided to the Great Hall, be sandwiched between the twins and slowly sipping a cup of water. After the first years were all sorted he feels quite better than before though still a tad wobbly and as Dumbledore is walking to the podium to give his annual speech he ends up at the conclusion that he is probably sick and turns his attention to the Headmaster as he's about to start speaking.
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So? What are we thinking so far? I decided not to immediately start on Harry's transformation and build up to it, idk why but I like the idea! Feel free to write your thoughts and comments, hope you enjoyed!
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