Hi @ all ..... my dear hardworking readers!
Well, this story was actually only revised by me because I didn't like the old version that much ..... I also changed a lot and hope that you still have as much fun reading it as the previous one! * hope *
I also want to talk for a long time ..... then start! xD

So go ahead ..... 30. May 2006, Tuesday

It was that time again. Harry's summer vacation was over again and that meant finally getting out of Privet Drive and away from his terrible Uncle Vernon and his family! The fifth year for him and his two best friends Ron and Hermione would start again shortly. Harry was really happy to see them again. But he was still here ... in Privet Drive.
It wasn't until a couple of hours that the Weasleys would show up and get him out of this "cage". Until then, Harry decided to just sit quietly in his room and dream. He fell asleep.
"AAAAHHHHH !!!!! ..... HELP ME HARRY!"" NO ..... CEDRIK, NO! "Harry woke up frightened and drenched in sweat. He looked around the room, stared at his hands, which were trembling like a volcano, and listened to the pounding sound of his heart. Harry sat kneeling on his bed. His head drooped more and more to the floor and his whole body began to shake, his forehead wrinkled, his eyes squeezed shut and his cheeks all red, his lower lip began to bleed as Harry screwed up his mouth tightly.
"I am to blame for everything! Just me." He spoke so softly that it sounded like a whisper. He stretched his arms in his lap and clutched his thighs with his fingers. "Why wasn't I more careful? I wanted to help him, but I couldn't ... I just couldn't!" Tears rolled down Harry's cheeks. He wanted to hold her back but he couldn't. At first it was just a slight sob, but then it got stronger and stronger. This feeling to be to blame for his death made him mentally as well as physically completely exhausted.Harry tried hard not to cry out loud. He was afraid his uncle Vernon or his aunt Petunia would hear him. But no matter what Harry tried, he just couldn't make it. The pain was too great to just look over it. He burst into tears, threw himself on his bed and hoped Ron would come as soon as possible so that he can finally get out of here. With a glazed look he fell asleep again. This time he didn't dream anything.

"HARRY ... Are you in there? Come out of there now, your strange wizard friends are there to pick you up. Come on down now!" Uncle Vernon's screams gradually woke Harry from his deep sleep. He looked around again and felt for his glasses on the bed. He sat up straight away, took Hedwig's cage in his right hand and went downstairs.
He immediately stepped into the living room where Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley were standing close together behind the couch. But Harry didn't care.His gaze turned to the fireplace and indeed!
"Harry! * Happy * we're here to pick you up. I hope you're happy?", Ron waved his right hand in front of Harry's face and grinned right into his face. Harry had to smile. "Of course I'm looking forward to it. Wait a minute, I'll just get my luggage." Harry turned around and wanted to go into the hallway when Mr. Weasley stopped him. "Fred and George have already picked it up and brought it to the Burrow!" Harry proudly looked at Harry and winked at him. Harry had to smile again. Oh nonsense, he couldn't stop anymore. "Come on Harry let's go." Ron pulled Harry by the sleeve, grinned briefly at the Dursleys and disappeared into the fireplace with him and his father.
Their way was short and uncomplicated and after a few seconds they were at the burrow. Harry was getting more and more pleased. Also because he would see Hermione, the twins Fred and George, Ginny and Mrs. Weasley again.
With determined steps and his best friend in tow, they entered the Weasley's house."HARRY My dear!", Mrs. Weasley came up to Harry and kissed Harry left and right on the cheek. Fred and George also greeted Harry warmly. They stood next to him grinning and fooling around. "Well Harry ..." "... you probably missed us ...." "... and you are definitely happy now ..." "... you are here Wh?", They finished each other's sentences and nudged Harry lightly in the side. They went out laughing. Ron rolled his eyes in embarrassment and said that he should come up to his room because Hermione and Ginny were safe there. Of course, he agreed.
"But don't stay awake too long. Immediately give food and then go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow. DID RONALD UNDERSTAND?", Mrs. Weasley was always so caring and Harry thought that was so great about her. But he noticed Ron's reluctant grumbling. He started giggling. Ron turned to him and looked at him with slanting eyes. But after a few seconds I went up to the room without hesitation. Harry followed.When they were upstairs, Harry didn't even notice that Hermione was talking to him because he was completely lost in thought.
"PSST, HAARRY ?!" Harry was startled when Hermione pinched his forearm and put on her "don't-you-hear-me-again" look. "Oh yes ... Hi Hermione." He smiled at her and hoped that evil look would disappear from her face.
Hermione smiled back in relief. She took Harry in her arms and as he soon found out, she almost crushed him too.
But when she let go of him again suddenly her smile disappeared and her face twisted into the unknown. She removed Harry's glasses and ran her fingers over his cheeks. "Did you cry Harry?" She looked him in the eye questioningly. Ron turned to the two of them. His expression twisted. His forehead was wrinkled, his eyebrows looked raised and his eyes irritated.
"What ... how ... how did you come up with that Hermione?" He tried in vain to play around the embarrassing situation.But he couldn't fool Hermione. She would have noticed anyway. He sat on Ron's bed and folded his arms. Lowered his gaze. "I dreamed of him," he began. Hermione sat down next to him and put a hand on his left thigh and started caressing him. "I saw him ... and I couldn't do anything. Nothing." "But Harry, it wasn't your fault," Hermione tried to cheer him up a little. "Oh ... I know, but I have the feeling that I let him down." "Nonsense! You shouldn't even think like that .... Cedrik was unlucky. Voldemord is a monster, you know that. "Harry looked at her and smiled a little. It looked pained, but Hermione just smiled silently back. She wished so much that Harry would be better soon.
Ron had been watching the two of them the whole time. Something bothered him about this picture. Hermione and Harry so familiar. But it was normal. After all, they were friends. Or was there more between them?Ron didn't want to think about it at all and ran out of the room. Hermione and Harry didn't even notice. they had been too busy looking deep into each other's eyes.
! WUMMS! The door of the burrow banged so loudly that Mrs. Weasley got half a heart attack. (xD ... how do you like it so far? lol)
"What was that ?!", questioning and confused she looked at her husband, her son Persey and Ginny. Everyone shrugged.
° What is this, why are they so familiar? I don't even know them like that. ° Ron strutted across the yard of the compound. A thousand things were buzzing through his head. ° Am I just imagining it? ° ° Why did you look at each other so strangely? ° ° Did I miss something? ° he wondered all these things. But why actually? Was he jealous?
"BUHH!" Ron jerked out of his thoughts and screamed out loud. "It's just us brother heart.", Fred and George grinned at Ron. But only got a "you-are-assholes" look back from him."What's going on? Why aren't you with Harry?", The two poked around curiously. "It doesn't matter!" Grumbled Ron.
Actually, Fred and George would piss off until he told them, but they noticed that he was somehow mad at something and left it at that. "Let's go back, Mom is waiting." "You're right Fred. Let's go. Come on Ron." "Yeah ..." hesitantly he came along.
Finally they had dinner. Also then Ron noticed again how familiar the two were with each other. It drove him insane. Fred and George noticed this but didn't go into it. After they ate they were sent to bed. Ron and Harry of course stayed in one room. Hermione slept with Ginny.
"Psst ... hey Ron. Are you still awake?" Harry looked over to Ron's bed, but he didn't answer. ° He's probably already sleeping ° Harry thought to himself and leaned back. But Ron was still awake. He just didn't feel like answering Haarry.But he too fell asleep a short time later.

The next morning they were all awakened early. "Get up ... breakfast is ready!" Harry and Ron were the last to sit down at the kitchen table. Ginny and Hermione set the breakfast table with Mrs. Weasley. Fred and George were already on their way to Hogwarts. "Mom where are Fred and George?" Ron was surprised why they weren't there. "Oh, you know my darling, the two of them are already on their way. They still have to do something." "Oh." returned Ron.
Hermione rolled her eyes then found Harry staring at her. She smiled at him and finally sat down at the table too. Right next to Harry. There, too, their eyes met again, so that Ron had the urge to vomit. He tried to play around the situation, but he didn't quite succeed. Time passed and they began to eat.

Later at the train station:

"Hurry up or we'll miss the train!", Ginny and Hermione were totally over the top and the boys had to pull hard not to lose sight of them.
But they made it in time. When they got to their compartment and put the things away, they all looked out the window and staggered to Mrs. Weasley. Finally the train started.
The journey was pleasantly quiet. Nobody said a word. Hermione and Ginny even fell asleep afterwards. Harry then took this as an opportunity and asked Ron why he was so quiet. "Say, did I do something to you or why aren't you talking to me anymore?" Harry's look indicated that he was a little angry with Ron. "It's nothing ... ok?", Ron was still