Title: Hogwarts High
Author: Michelle Kay
Disclaimer: Of course these are JKRs wonderful characters. I have no money if you'd sue me anyway.
Summary: The students of Hogwarts have been informed that their school is no longer safe. How will they fair when they're transferred to scattered high schools across Europe temporarily and will the trio be split up?
A/N: Wow, I'm so blown away with response to this story! I know these chapters are short - just give me time to develop the story and I'll start with the longer chapters. I know the characters are a little off in this chapter (reasons, my friends) so please don't comment on OOCness. Anyways, I'm glad my wonderful readers have returned and I hope you're all very pleased with this chapter. There's a surprise!
Chapter 4:
Harry Potter awoke slowly, and found himself lying on the boy's dormitory floor. He felt a slight pressure on his side and turned, only to be bombarded with bushy, brown, only-could-be-Hermione's-hair.
They were lying there, seemingly innocent. They were fully clothed and Hermione wasn't sprawled across him. Harry couldn't help but wonder what had happened the previous night.
Hermione started to stir and tensed a bit when she realized someone was lying against her. She turned to check who it was - and looked slightly relieved that it was Harry. "G'morning, Harry!" she said brightly.
"Good morning, Hermione." Harry replied, getting up from the floor and helping Hermione up as well. Neither dared to mention what might have happened between them last night.
Suddenly embarrassed that she stood in the middle of the boy's dorm, Hermione skittered downstairs, waving a quick good-bye to Harry.
Harry turned, only to see that the other boys were, indeed, in the room with them. Turning all kinds of red, Harry levitated his trunk downstairs.
Harry emerged from the stairs to find everyone, looking slightly hung-over, ready to head downstairs to the Great Hall. Harry found Hermione, Ginny, and Ron standing in a circle by the fireplace.
"Okay, let's go." Ginny said to the group. The group sighed in defeat and headed downstairs. It was a long trip down there - glum looks surrounded them, friends parting, couples breaking up right and left and Harry couldn't help but wonder about what might have happened between him and Hermione the previous evening.
They all sat down in their usual seats around the Gryffindor table and waited for Dumbledore to start his inevitable speech.
"Well, I hope you all had a nice, sleep-filled night." He said with a slight smirk and a twinkle in his eye. McGonagall giggled slightly to herself as well. "But now comes our departure, however unfortunately. I know that most of you have been separated from the people you care most about - and that is something I do not have the time, or patience to change." He continued.
"You see, it is when we are separated from those who seemingly hold us together when we find out whether or not we can fill their place." He said, almost cryptically. The students were anxious, ready to get it over with, but wanting to stay.
"I know that, for most of you, this will be quite a difficult transfer. However, I believe that this is needed - considering the looming danger that surrounds the magical schools. At these schools you will be re-united with people you may remember from two years ago at the Tri-Wizard Tournament." Dumbledore smiled.
"All three schools feel that if we send you all into the muggle world you will be safe from harm - if only for awhile. While you're there - and I cannot stress this enough - there will be NO magic. We cannot risk the muggle world finding out about us. The story is that your school burned down and you need a temporary place to stay. Please, do your best to comply with these rules - if you choose not to, you will face expulsion from Hogwarts - and do not ever plan on returning." Dumbledore looked the same, smiling and happy as he said this.
"Now, it is time to leave - and I hope that you aren't going to leave any unfinished business behind. If you want to say something - say it now for I fear communication isn't going to be easy when you arrive at your new schools." And with that Dumbledore proceeded to call out groups to start leaving the great hall.
"Now, I want all third year girls to follow Madam Pince to your designated seats." There was a rumble as the girls grabbed all of their belongings and hugged every person within ten feet of themselves. Dumbledore proceeded to name off teachers for groups of kids to follow. Fourth year girls, firth year boys, sixth year girls.
Dumbledore called the sixth year girls to follow Professor Flitwick to their own designated seats. Hermione slowly got up and stood, frozen, for a moment before leaning down hugging Harry tightly around his chest. She hesitated, if only for a moment, before kissing him softly on the lips.
It seemed the whole room stopped to stare at what had just happened. The quiet seemed to fill the room - with only a gasp or two sounding. Hermione turned around and walked away, levitating her things in front of her. She waved a quick good-bye to Ron and Ginny. She turned sadly to the door and walked out, leaving Professor Flitwick and the rest of the girls standing, still shocked at what they had just witnessed.
Fred and George started clapping loudly - and soon the rest of the hall had joined in. There were whistles and many a "Go Harry!" echoed in the hall.
Harry couldn't help but smile slightly - even if he was the most confused person in the room. He turned to see that even Draco Malfoy was clapping loudly.
"Boys, Girls - Calm down, calm down…" Dumbledore seemed to be calming himself down as much as he was trying to calm the rest of the hall. "Now, sixth year boys - please follow Professor McGonagall outside." Harry turned to Dumbledore -and even across the hall Harry could swear the old man winked at him.
Ron looked a little upset as they walked outside. Harry had known Ron for years, so he thought it best not to mention what had just happened. Maybe with a little time Ron could see that it was a good-bye kiss. No big deal - there was no telling how long it would be until they saw Hermione again.
They rounded a corner to see stations set up outside. McGonagall proceeded to tell them to make their way to the stations indicated on their cards but everyone was too busy looking at the different means of transportation.
Harry and Ron saw the station labelled `Stonewall' and made their way through the crowd to it. Harry looked frantically for Hermione, but didn't see her. "Harry!" Ron yelled. Harry was pulled out of his daze only to see a line of Pegasus.
Soon enough they were up in the air, on their way to the high school that Harry had almost taken instead of Hogwarts. It almost seemed like fate.
Ron had begun talking to Harry while they were in the air, Harry would be happy to say, and all bad thoughts had left their heads. They decided to just lean back and enjoy the ride - in hopes that it would last longer, if only to put off the knowledge that all of this was, indeed, real.
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