There is no place like home

Note: the next chapter will take a while because i currently read the fifth book and I will try and see to work it into the sotry. ^^ Now enjoy reading an pretty please leave a review.


Hogwarts Express

Safely settled in their compartment at the train the Golden Trio plus their honorary member sat and chatted. The make over had done Harry and Hermione a lot of good. Harry's hair was now shorter and the unruly mess became to a stylish spiked look. True it showed his scar, but then when did people not nag him to see it? Instead of the glasses he had now contact lenses, the new clothes fitted nicely. All in all he looked hot.

Hermione's hair had finally been tamed in a stepped cut, that framed her face in beautiful curls. Her clothes now looked a little less bookish and more feminine. It suited her nicely and she didn't feel uncomfortable.

For Ron there wasn't much to be done. Only a few clothes that didn't clash with his hair and the freckles. He didn't want to take advantage of Janne, he was grateful enough for the new dress robes and other clothes that were thankfully not maroon.

"Did you see Neville's face? He couldn't believe it was really us! It's so exiting, but I'm still not sure about Cho though. I mean it's not all about the clothes right?" Harry seemed a little uneasy. He liked his new look and all but still he was a little shy. Cho had been seeing Cedric after all.

At this point all eyes were on Janira. She was a year older then them, but from her attitude and behaviour it was clear, that wherever she'd grown up, she had a lot more experience than they did. If only they knew.

Janira played along and set her face all serious and teacher like. "Of course it's not about the clothes alone Harry. It helps just to draw attention. If I wouldn't dress the way I do a lot less people would notice me." At their sceptical glances she laughed. "No really. I tried it out and the attention was less. But back to topic. It's also about the way you hold yourself. Being a little shy is charming but behind that it should be clear that you know what your worth and that a 'No' will not crush you… too much."

Ron frowned. "But you find Malfoy hot." He shuddered at that. "And there is nothing shy about him."

"True, but he is a different type. A little shy and soulful that's like Harry, Draco is more like… never mind. Harry should operate like this: watch her and make sure she notices, find out what she likes and what she doesn't and 'accidentally' show up where she is. Start a conversation and look her deep in the eyes. Never underestimate your eyes Harry. This colour is an absolute killer with the other sex trust me. And then, when she's used to your company you do the unexpected. Kiss her." Janne leaned back and looked very pleased with herself, while Harry blushed so red he was nearly purple.

"K-kiss her? But I can't! " Harry muttered, he was clearly embarrassed.

"What do you mean you can't? It's the easiest thing really… oh…" It dawned on her. "You never kissed before right? It's going to be your first? Kiss I mean."

Harry nodded to ashamed to speak. He never thought he would be discussing this with his sister.

She took a clip out of her bag and pinned her hairup. "Ok, come here."

Harry stared at her and Ron coughed uncontrolled. Hermione gasped. "But he's your brother!"

Janne frowned. "Well of course he is. It's just kissing. Not like I want to shag him or something." For the first time Janira looked confused. She caught herself. "Ok if not Harry then you and you can teach him." She nodded to Hermione.

"M-me? You kissing me?" It was Hermione's turn to blush.

"Well, yeah. How do you think the other girls learn it? Don't be so squeamish, where is that Gryffindor courage and this famous thirst for adventure you three are supposed to have?" All twinkling eyes and supreme smile, Janira looked at Hermione challenging.

"Ok, I'll do it. But it'll be real gross kissing you and Harry. He's my best friend and you are a girl..." She took several deep breaths and motioned to Janira to begin. Ron and Harry looked curious and eager. Two girls kissing right before their eyes. Just to good to be true. Even if the girls were Janira and Hermione.

Janne looked at the boys. "Now watch and listen,cause I'm only giving this lesson once. First, make sure, that this first kiss is somewhere, where you two are alone. Less pressure and nerves that way. So and now watch." Janira gave Hermione a quick kiss on the lips, which left her a little startled. "Ok, now that you've surprised her, take your right hand and stroke back some of her hair behind her ears, but don't take your handback, the rest you'll see." Janne got to the demonstration.

She looked Hermione deep in the eyes and tucked her hair behind her right ear, but didn't let go. Instead she brought her face nearer and nearer to Hermione's and began to gently nibble on her lips. She did so until Hermione's eyes slid closed and her mouth opened slightly. Now she made the kiss a real one, deep and passionate. Hermione was so lost in that kiss, that she unconsciously moved nearer to Janne.

The boys were at a loss for words. The compartment seemed to grow hotter by the minute. Harry was sure, when he made his turn on Cho and he did it only half as good as his sister, she wouldn't turn him down.

Ron on the other hand, had only eyes for the action. Newly feminine Hermione was bad enough but paired with Harry's sister… He just couldn't decide which one he would ask to the next dance or whatsoever. Maybe he'll ask Janira. Hermione was his friend for most, it would just be too awkward.

Nobody noticed the figure outside the compartment. He had come to make his usual appnce nce and annoy the hell out of Potter when he came to hear their little conversation and decided to just eavesdrop for awhile. So Potter had the hots for Chang. And then just as he was about to enter, Potter's sister offered to teach him kissing. But when they agreed that she'll teach Hermione he'd nearly swallowed his tongue. Now he was still watching. Draco swore under his breath. Bad enough that he couldn't get Potter's sister out of his head, but with this visual he would never forget about her. Damn!

Janira however felt someone watching her from outside and turned her tourmaline gaze up. Draco Malfoy. Very interesting. And it left so many options. Slowing the kiss, she made it more sensual, drawing low moans from Hermione, all the while Janne held Draco's gaze. 'Let's see how much you can take.'

Draco was frozen to the spot and every single hair on his body rose to attention. Merlin's beard, he was a Malfoy. No Potter, no ma how how sexy and hot, would make him look foolish like this. But how he wished to be in Granger's place. Soon, he promised himself. Soon he would teach her not to play games with him like that. He wanted to sneer and to leave her to play with the Golden Trio, but he couldn't tear his gaze from hers.

He felt like he was sucked into a pool of deep green water with streaks of light that played with the colour, making it more fascinating. He didn't want to look away. Not really, but he couldn't let her win. With all his inner strength he willed himself to look away. He blinked a few times and the 'spell' of her eyes was broken. He smirked. It had been a good try. And she'd surprised him. Didn't happen often, normally he knew what to expect.

Mentally shaking free of his thoughts he left. There would be plenty of time to torment the Golden Trio, now he was more concerned with formulating a strategy to rid himself of his 'feelings' for Potters sister. He couldn't hate the brother while fucking the sister right? Even if it sounded heavenly.

Janira finally broke the kiss and leaned back in her seat momentary satisfied. "So boys, that's all kissing 101 you'll get today. I hope you paid attention." She smiled. She knew they hadn't taken their eyes off of her or they would have seen Malfoy and that would have lead to a nice little scene. As it looked only she had noticed him, even better she had given him an extra show.

"Ah, I think I got it." Harry was hesitant to kiss Hermione. She was like a sister to him. He didn't really want to kiss her. Not after that display. He feared she could feel the evidence of just how much he liked the show.

Hermione was uncharacteristically silent. Why had she forgotten she had kissed Victor? As Janne had offered to teach Harry kiss, she didn't think of him and when it came to her kissing Janne, he had totally fled her mind. She could just have taught Harry herself right? But now she wasn't so sure. Victor's kisses had been nice but her kiss with Janne had blown her mind. But why hadn't she thought of Vic? Was he so easy to forget? Or was Janira just that good? Now, where had that come from? She shook her head.Whatever thought had inspired the last, it was gone.

"Nonsense Harry. Maybe you got the theory but you'll still have to practice. But not here, not right now. Someone could catch you and tell Cho." Janne smiled comforting at her brother.

He smiled back. It was amazing, after only a few weeks it was like they knew each other really for years. But deep down he knew better. There was so much he didn't actually know about her. Mostly he just assumed. He didn't want to pressure her, he was to glad she hadd found him. The looks on the faces of the Dursleys had been absolutely priceless. Like fish out of water. And the house she had taken him to. It was more a medium sized castle somewhere between London and the burrow. Her voice shook him from his brooding.

"We should get ready people, we're nearly there." She put her robes on.

"How do you know?", asked an ever clueless Ron.

"Simple. I have been here before, or how do you think I asked Dumbledore to let me come? Not by owl I assure you."

Harry struggled with his robes. "Why didn't you take me with you then?"

"Sweets, I asked him before I came to pick you up from the Nightmare Muggles. I wanted to make sure it was ok so I could give you the best news possible."

Ron and Hermione smiled at that. They had indeed seen their best friend so utterly happy as when he'd met them in Diagon Alley. He had nearly shone with happiness.

"So, now that I can no longer chicken out, you people tell me about the teachers. Who's who and teaches what?"

They grinned. Ron and Harry let Hermione introduce the teachers. She would just correct them and tell them they were rude anyway. "First we have the headmaster, whom you know. Then there is McGonagall our Head of house. She teaches transfiguration. She's a little stern but fair. Then there's Professor Sprout, head of house from Hufflepuff, she teaches herbology. She's a nice person. Professor Flitwick, head of house from Ravenclaw. He teaches charms. Brilliant but a little small. Professor Vector teaches Arithramancy and Professor Sinistra Astronomy, there is not much to say about them really." Hermione frowned. "Professor Trelawny teaches divination, but the class is worth shit. Madame Hooch teaches flying and Quidditch." She sighed. "And there's Professor Snape, your head of house. He teaches potions and he is really…"

"Nasty? Ill tempered? Greasy haired git? Unfair smug old basta…"

"RON!", Hermione shoved her elbow forcefully in his side and Harry snickered.

"Potions? My head of house? Sounds very interesting.I believe that's a class I will enjoy." She laughed, crystal clear. "I always enjoy a good challenge."

"Challenge my ass. Snape's gonna eat you alive." Ron snorted.

There was a flash of wickedness in her eyes. "Eat me alive eh? We'll see about that… Sounds like fun none the less."

She got more shocked looks at that. "You know you're awfully easy to shock. A little double entandre and you're speechless."

"Yeah well, that kind of happens if you keep hitting or intend to hit on people who loathe us and we them." Harry was so uncomfortable. He knew she was flirty and a little on the wicked side, but a teacher and the Malfoys? And she had made comments on Lucius…

"So sorry. I try to keep my naughty thoughts to myself then. Anymore teachers I should know of?"

Harry beamed. "Hagrid. He teaches care of magical creatures, he's also gamekeeper of Hogwarts. Hagrid's a real…"

"I know Hagrid Harry. He came to visit James and Mom you know. I don't know if he remembers me though."

y hay had gone pale. Hagrid hadn't told him about her. Like he didn't tell him about Sirius. But with Sirius there had been a reason, but his sister? Why had Hagrid held back that information? This time he was not going to let it slide. This time he wanted answers. He was fifteen no longer a child. The thought that Hagrid held that back, it was so…

"Harry. Harry look at me." Janira titled his head upat his chin. "Don't be mad at him ok? He probably doesn't know that I survived. My father had already taken me, before he came for you. I'm sure he just didn't want to torment you any further. Don't assume things you don't know for sure."She gave him a huge hug. "So now, who wants some sweets? Dad's gold screams to be spent."

They got all that was there on sweets and the rest ofthe ride was utterly happy and full of laughter. All evidence of sad thoughtsand of the past forgotten, for the time being.