Harry, Emily, Ron and Hermione are seated on the train, when a voice calls out.
"Anything from the trolley? Anything from the trolley?"
The lady appears at their door.
"Anything from the trolley dears?", She asks sweetly.
"Packet of drewbals and a liquorice wand.", Ron says before recounting his money.
"On second thought, just the drewbals.", He mutters.
"It's alright I'll get it.", Harry offers.
"Just the drewbals, thanks."
A group of girls walk up to the trolley.
"Two pumpkin pasties please.", A girl says politely.
Harry would have looked up, but he was too enthralled by Emily's bright smile and contagious laughter, from inside their compartment.
"Anything sweet for you dear?"
"Oh no thank you I'm not hungry.", Harry says.
"This is horrible, how can the ministry not know who conjured it. Isn't there any security or-", Hermione's ranting is cut off by Ron.
"Loads according to Dad, that's what worried them so much. Happened right under their noses."
Emily sees Harry rubbing his head.
"It's hurting again isn't it, your scar?"
"I'm fine.", He mumbles.
"You know Sirius will want to hear about this. What you saw at the world cup, and the dream.", Hermione tells him.
"She's right, Harry. We all know the only reason you haven't yet is because you don't want him calling you out on your bullshit too.", Emily adds.
"Language!", Hermione gasps.
"Oh bugger! Ron says Bloody Hell at least 10 times a day and you don't scold him for it!"
Hermione raises her brows and shrugs.
"You're right."
Emily smirks at her victory before leaning back against the seat. Harry leans over to her.
"I haven't gotten the chance to talk to you yet. How are you doing?"
"I'm fi-"
She stops noticing his look.
"I'm still scared. I- don't even know how to begin to describe the feeling to you. Believe me, if I did, it wouldn't be good."
"And don't give me the pity eyes. You and I both know their the worst!"
Harry drops the sad look from his eyes and instead, decides to lay his head on her shoulder.
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Harry has written a letter marked with the words, Sirius Black, on an envelope before giving it to Hedwig./*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/*/
The students all gather in the courtyard to see four flying horses flying through the air pulling a carriage
coming in to land at Hogwarts. The crowds cheer."Well there's something you don't see every day.", Harry chuckles.
A large ship emerges from under the water and approaches too.
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"Now we're all settled in and sorted, I'd like to make an announcement. This castle will not only be your home this year but home to some very special guests as well. You see Hogwarts has been chosen-", Dumbledore's soled his cut short by Filch running up the aisle, limping before he reaches Dumbledore. He whispers something to the headmaster, before leaving in the same fashion.

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FanfictionEmily Merlin is the granddaughter of Merlin himself, hence the last name. When she begins her studies at Hogwarts, she catches the attention of Harry Potter. Harry Potter X OC