Harry pov

Uh oh is right. I'm back at Hogwarts for barley five minutes and I'm already in trouble. The three of us were silent until we reached Dumbledore's office. Ounce he had closed the door I started pleading with professor McGonagall.

"Professor we're really sorry. We didn't mean to start anything. It just-"I stopped. She wrapped her arms around me in a tight hug. Ever science my little trip to the school I had become a lot taller. I was taller than Ron, Hermione, and most of the professor so this was kind of awkward. I just stood there "what should I do?" I mouthed to Ron and Hermione. They shrugged their shoulders.

When she finally let go I took a large step back. "Um ok..." without really thinking about it I rubbed my arm. Compared to things that happened at the school (which some I have yet mentioned) this didn't hurt at all. But I was aware that I was getting blood on my cloths.

With my sped up metabolism a wound like this would only take about three minutes to heel but professor McGonagall was horrified at the sight of all the blood. "Let me go fetch madam Pompfrey!"

She started to run out the door. "Professor that really isn't necessary!" I called to her.

She stopped "potter there is a huge gash in your arm. What do you mean it's not necessary?!"

I pushed up my sleeve to show what was a bloody wound was now just a long scar. "See professor no harm done."

She was so shocked she almost fell over "potter how did you- when did- how- but-"she stuttered on like this for a while until Dumbledore finally asked her to head back to her room.

Ounce she had left he motioned for the three of us to sit down. We did and so did he. " Well Mr. Potter I guess you've decided to join us for another year of schooling here at Hogwarts after all."

I cringed at the word 'schooling' but I quickly regained myself before anyone would take notice. "Well it does look that way doesn't it sir."

He smiled "that it does. Now I would like to ask you a few questions. And the first one is the most Important." Uh here it comes I'm going to have to make up some story. "Do you prefer lemon drops or sweet tarts?" he asked showing the three of us two bowls. I smiled maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.

(A/N - hope you all liked it! :) Bye!)