Era of Potter (HARRY POTTER FanFiction)

Chapter Fourteen-Hogwarts Express

Harry was excited, yes that was the best way of describing his last month before going to Hogwarts. He couldn't wait to start actually doing magic and he would have endless conversation with Hermione about how they thought the lesson would be liked or wondering what house they would be in. They were both afraid, though neither one said it out loud that they wouldn't be sorted into the same house and what that would do to their friendship.

The one subject that Harry looked at more than anything else was Potions. If fact it was the only subject he looked at.

"Harry, why are you reading your whole Potions book?" Hermione had asked him one day near the end of August.

"You're one to ask that, haven't you read every single book we have to for this year," Harry said.

"Yes, but...."

"And haven't you read about a hundred extra books too," Harry added with a chuckle.

"It's not a hundred," Hermione mumbled. "And still, I like reading, it what I do."

"That's true, but I like reading, too," Harry said.

"Hmph," Hermione said rolling her eyes. "Not like this you don't. I doubt you even opened up your other textbooks."

"That's not true, I looked through my History of Magic textbook," Harry said.

"Sure, but only so you could find a name for your owl," Hermione said, "by the way, I think Hedwig is a beautiful name."

"I like it, too," Harry smiled. "And you should have seen her expression when I tried to call her Eirwen..."

"I can imagine," Hermione chuckled, Hedwig definitely had quite the personality, but it was clear the owl already cared a great deal about Harry. "Okay, so you opened one other textbook..."

"Fine, I'll tell you the reason," Harry sighed. "Padfoot told me about the Potions Master."

"Is he bad?" Hermione as softly for Harry had paused there, looking sad and thoughtful.

"I have no idea," Harry shrugged. "I just know that my dad and Snape, er... that's the Potions Master's name.... that they were enemies throughout their years at Hogwarts."

"Oh," Hermione said. "And you think that Professor Snape will take out this rivalry on you."

"I'm not sure," Harry said honestly. "Which is why I'm reading this. I don't want to look stupid in this class in case he wants to pick on me."

"Harry... there's something else," Hermione said in her voice that always seemed to say I know your keeping something from me and I really want to know what it was but if you really don't want to tell me I'm not going to force you.

"He was my mum's best friend, Moony told me," Harry said looking at Hermione. "My mum was a Muggle-born just like you, and just like you she meet someone before she even got to Hogwarts. I don't really know much about this, Remus just said that they were good friends at Hogwarts, despite the fact that they were in different houses, Gryffindor and Slytherin to be exact, and you know their rivalry is supposed to be the worst. Anyways they were friends until fifth year and.... I don't know what happened but they just stopped being friends."

Hermione listened to this with a sad frown. She couldn't help but think of her relationship with Harry and worried even more than ever what would happened if they were sorted in a different house. Harry was the only friend she ever had after had and she didn't want to think about being at Hogwarts without him. She force her mind back to what Harry was saying, but she wasn't sure what to say.

"And now I don't know if this guy is going to hate me or... I don't know," Harry said.

"I'm sure it will be okay somehow," Hermione smiled at him reassuring.