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It was quiet in the burrow, or as quiet it could get. In the living room various items were ticking and from upstairs you could hear the muffled snoring from Arthur Weasley. In the kitchen the sweet tones of Celestina Warbeck rung out.

"Ginevra! Your Hogwarts letter is here! And..." Mrs.Weasly went quiet as her brow furrowed up in confusion

"Is everythin' alright mum?" Ron asked, mouth filled with cereal and bread at the same time

"Ehm no it seems like they've made a mistake..." She rounded the table "Here you go sweetie" she said as she handed the letter to the youngest Weasley.
But in her hand she still held two identical white letters with a crisp red stamp.

"Harry this one is for you love and here Ronald, this one is yours" She put the two letters between the boys. Both their eyes going wide as they read the text.

"But this can't be true Molly" Harry carefully said as he reached for the letter with his name on it. Using his short nail he picked up the end of the letter before ripping the rest open. Harry was just about to take the note inside but a thump beside him caught his attention.

Ron grunted in distaste before slowly lifting his head of the table, his long red hair framing it perfectly to make the freckled face stand out even more. With a downturned mouth Ron slowly said exactly what Harry feared.

"We're going back"

A small giggle escaped Ginny's lips making everyone turn their heads towards the girl.

"Sorry but you are going back and Ron you hate school" Ginny said before covering her mouth as laughter spilled out "It's just funny how much shit you've caused to the school but still they want you back"
"If I were McGonagall I would have expelled you in first year, even though you saved the world and everything blah.. blah... but seriously you guys are a pain in the ass"

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Harry was leaning his head back against the plush blue sofa. Legs stretched out in front of him, shoes resting besides Hermione.
Once again, for the seventh time to be exact, the trio found themselves sitting on the Hogwarts express taking them towards the school. Hermione was bouncing of her seat with excitement, talking about all of her coming classes. Ron was dozing of to the left of Harry, the talk about the school working as a lullaby for the ginger boy.
But Harry didn't mind Hermione. Her voice calmed him down. As of every little bump or squeal from the train made Harry's heart skip a beat. His fear had just increased after the war. Before the loud noises was only related to the Dursley's, but now with every heightened sound or bang he saw the flashes of dark spells and curses flying, aiming at people he loved and cared about. It was like his hearing always was on super, with even the smallest thud he would flinch.

A small and quiet knock interrupted Hermione as the trio looked towards the door seeing a tall boy with dark hair standing there, looking lost.
A smile splayed out on Harry's lips as he nodded a greeting towards Neville. He mouthed a 'thank you' to Neville for not knocking so hard on the door. He had always been careful around Harry and respected his phobias like a true friend. The boy sat down besides Hermione closest to the window.

And that's how they stayed the rest of the journey, Hermione and Neville discussing the coming classes whilst Harry and Ron slipped in and out of sleep.

Until one particular blond haired boy slid open the compartment door.
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Draco Malfoy walked quickly down the corridor, Theodore Nott and Blaize Zabini following closely behind him. Malfoy checked every compartment and dodged all the confused first years as he strode forwards looking for one specific person. He was just checking the last compartment in that corridor when a messy black hair caught his attention.
Draco was just about to open the door when he realized that Harry was asleep. His long lashes rested against the toned skin, pink lips slightly ajar from breathing peacefully. Harry had grown since last year, he wasn't as skinny as the last time and his face looked fresh. Draco's hand was resting on the handle, waiting to open the door. Somehow he didn't want to barge in anymore, Harry was at piece for once. A state of the boy that Draco never had encountered.

"What the heck are you waiting for?" Nott asked confused, reaching out to help Malfoy open the door.

Draco snapped back to reality "Sod off will you?" He asked as he batted of the other boy's hand, quickly sliding open the compartment door.

Harry jerked upright as Malfoy took a small step over the threshold.
"Well, well what do we got here? Weasel, Mudblood, Granny's boy and Scarface!" Wow what a fantastic sight"

Harry growled at the back of his throat as he held Ron's shoulders, preventing him from lunging up at Malfoy.

"What. Are. You. Doing. Here. Malfoy? " Hermione asked through gritted teeth.

"Well the same as you of course! Finishing school" The blond boy answered with a sly grin.

Blaize tapped hesitantly on Malfoy's shoulder indicating it was time to leave.

"Oh time flies when you're having fun! Goodboy folks" He said cheerily before slamming the door shut, causing a loud bang to erupt.

Harry made a choked sound as he clenched his ears with the palms of his hands. Trying to block out the sound of the loud noice. But it was already to late. The noice started to bounce on his eardrums making Harry shake. Once again he struggled with shortening breaths as his throat clamped up.

"Oh that was the last drop" Hermione said furiously as she went for the door. Jogging to keep up with Malfoy she snatched the back of his shirt bringing him face to face "Don't you fucking see he has a problem with sounds, what is wrong with you! Aren't you done Malfoy?! There is nothing to fight for anymore!" Hermione growled towards the other boy

Something like regret flashed by in his eyes but it was to quick for Hermione to catch, before she could think about it Draco already had his facade put up again.

"I'll never be done." Malfoy said with a dead tone as he turned his heel and kept walking down the corridor.

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