Harry Potter and the New Enemy

AN: Okay so here would be the first chapter of the story. It’s kinda short but the next few chapters will be short. A warning about that. That said I’d like to thank the only two people to review this story, you know who you are. And here you’ll meet some new people. I hope they aren’t too confusing. So with that said, read on!

Chapter 1: The Start of another Journey

Harry and Hermione were walking along the road looking for Draco and Ron. They should have been closer to the graveyard where the battle took place. There were a bunch of healers around helping all of those who were injured and could not move. As they grew closer they saw a previous fourth year being helped out by one of their newest good friends.

“Christine!” yelled out Harry and Hermione simultaneously. Christine looked up and gave a tired yet energetic smile. Christine Turner was a new friend that they had met around the same time Draco and Snape had revealed the truth. She was taller than Hermione yet shorter than the boys. With long, wavy brown hair flowing down until mid-back and beautiful green eyes she defiantly caught the attention of most boys. She was 19, the same age as Hermione, Harry, Ron, and Draco. She ran up to them.

“Hey you guys. Are you okay,” she asked in a worried voice. Christine had lost most of her family to Voldemort and she was constantly worried about everyone. Hermione and Harry both smiled before looking back at her.

“Christine, don’t worry, we’re fine,” said Harry as he put his arm around her shoulder. Hermione saw this and smiled but on the outside she wanted to tear Christine apart. She then shook herself. What am I thinking? Harry is my friend! God I must really be ill. She faced the two and gave them another happy smile.

“We’re looking for Ron and Draco, Christine. Have you seen them anywhere?” asked Hermione. Harry then took her arm off her shoulder and moved to stand next to Hermione. Christine smiled.

“Yeah I just saw them. They’re over there helping Luna heal people. Come on I’ll take you there,” she replied already beginning to walk. That was Christine, always on the move. Harry and Hermione smiled and started walking with her. Soon they started talking about random things although they steered off the topic of Voldemort and Harry’s battle. That would be talked about another day. For now, they were just normal, everyday teenagers. They finally reached the northern part of the graveyard where they saw Ron and Draco helping out Luna while she healed Colin Creevey. The three walked up to them and smiled.

“Hey, Ron, Draco, Luna,” said Christine as she smiled. The three in question looked up at the others and smiled.

“Hey Christine, Harry, Hermione,” replied Luna, “Just give us a second to patch up Colin over here. Then we have news to tell you.” Harry and Hermione looked at each other curiously while Christine pondered over what Luna was going to tell them. She’d finally finished healing Colin when she stood up and led the five others to a secluded area. Ron finally spoke.

“We’ve heard from the prisoners that there are two other prisons where V-V-Voldemort held other prisoners. One in Scotland and another in Ireland. We’ve already sent two groups to both places to make sure no one runs off with the prisoners. They’ve all been caught and they want us to head over there,” said Ron. The others were not so surprised that Voldemort would have kept two other prisons separate from the others. Harry then decided to speak up.

“All right, we’ll have to split up. Luna, you stay here and keep helping the healers, all right?” Luna nodded her head, gave a quick kiss on the cheek to Ron and headed off toward the healers. They all smiled as they saw Ron blush but then turned their heads toward Harry who was not finished.

“We’ll need to split up into two groups. Christine do you know where Tristan is,” he asked looking at Christine. She nodded her head.

“Yeah, do you want me to go and get him?” Harry nodded in reply.

“Yes, and quickly please.” Christine quickly ran off and returned quickly with Tristan in tow. Tristan was her twin brother and one of the only surviving members of her family, not including her aunt who lived in America and wanted nothing to do with them. He looked very much like his sister except instead of the bright green eyes; he had gorgeous blue eyes that girls often found themselves drowning in.

“Hey, you guys,” said Tristan, “what’s going on?” They all nodded their heads and then looked at Harry to explain.

“Well, the short version is Voldemort kept two other prisons in two different places and they need us to go over and help out the Order. So we’re going to split up into two groups. One will go to Ireland and the other to Scotland. Ron, you, Draco and Christine will go to Ireland and deal with it there while Hermione, Tristan and I will go to Scotland. Contact us if you need to. Everyone got it?” The five looked at each other then nodded their heads and began to side with their groups. Once they were all with their assigned partners they all gave each other a quick smile before apparating to their destination.

AN: I told you this was short. The chapters will get longer as the story goes on. I’m planning on a prequel to this which should explain how Harry defeats Voldemort and him meeting Christine and Tristan. Do you think you’d like to see that? I don’t know if I could post it here because it probably wouldn’t be harry/Hermione but it would allude to it, for sure. I don’t know. If you like the idea tell me in the review. And speaking of which, please review. Reviews make me very happy and make me upload the chapters faster. Okay so that’s that. Review everyone.

~harryfan2111