No more Mr. Nice Potter

Chapter 1

The Enchanted Train

It was Harry's first day back at Hogwarts, and he was now in his sixth year.

When Harry boarded the Hogwarts Express, he noticed that things were different. The whole of the interior had been refurbished, and instead of the gold and red walls, roof, floor and chairs, they were now silvers and blacks, and almost everything was made of magical, imitation silver. Also the inside of the train was the size of the great hall, but the outside was the usual size.

Harry figured that there must have been some sort of hoax on the train to achieve this look.

Not only did the train have a new look, it also had a swimming pool, and a tennis court, and from what Harry could see, the next carriage had a Ferris Wheel, that magically went through the roof, and in the carriage behind, the was a beach, with a roller coaster on the side, and there was a door in the middle of the sky. It was amazing. Harry hadn't seen anything like it in his whole life.

"Harry!" a familiar voice called, which couldn't be mistaken for anyone else's that Ron Weasley's.

"Ron!" Harry called back. "This is amazing! Isn't it?"

"Yeah, I just went through every carriage, and there's a video games room, a dueling room with special walls that return you to the podium when you hit them, so that it doesn't hurt, an anti gravity room, a Quidditch pitch, and a casting room, which allows you to cast any dangerous or harmless spell on people, and once they leave the room, or die, the charm looses it's effect, and you return to your usual self. That's where Hermione is, just before I left, she was waking the dead, and setting them at all the people who tease her, and I think she's adjusted the hoax on the room, so that what ever she does, sticks no matter if they leave the room, or: *gulp*: die." Ron explained at an unusually fast speed.

"Cool, let's go meet up with her!" Harry said excitedly, as he put his robes on and ran through door after door, listening to the joyous screams of the children.

"Hermione!" Harry called out interrupting her during a memory spell she was about to cast on Draco Malfoy.

"Hold on a second!" she called back, continuing her spell. Her, now black hair, raised in the air, as if all gravity no longer existed, just for her hair, and her brown dog like eyes glowed, now turning red. "Arcanol, Monjalicus!" she cried, pointing her wand at Draco, who now had a magic shield conjured up, causing the charm to reflect off and hit Neville Longbottom, throwing him back slightly, and causing him no real harm, seeing as he can never remember anything anyway.

This fight went on for a while, Hermione casting a spectacular spell, then Draco casting a simpler, but darker spell, and at one stage, Hermione ended up with bat's ears and wings, causing her to drop her wand, and ultimately, lose at the mercy of Draco, who surprisingly, held out his hand to help Hermione up, so she could accept her defeat. Then she flew out of the room and returned the same as usual, only now she had short hair, spiked at the back, and the same brown puppy dog eyes.

"How are you Harry?" Hermione asked, receiving no reply. "Oh you're wondering about my hair and eyes, aren't you?"

"Aha!" Harry and Ron simultaneously replied.

"Well, when I was practicing transforming into a dog, my eyes stayed like this, and when I was running around, I got hot, so mum took me to the vet to get a hair cut, and when I turned back, my hair came out like this, and I quite like it." she replied, in a chirpy tone.

"Ok, I understand that, but why were you a dog?" Ron asked, baffled by her story, as was Harry.

"I've been practicing to be an animagus, and I'm a sheep dog. I'll teach you two if you like." Hermione chimed, with a big grin of success. "Now let's get something to eat, I'm starving"

"Hold on a minute," Harry called as he walked up to Draco.

"So Potter, you want to take on me, a Malfoy, you don't stand a chance." Draco said, slowly pulling out his wand.

"Wand!" Harry called, and Draco's wand flew from out of his hand and landed in Harry's, then he called out a couple of words. "Timelewarpus, bonusobedus!" and at that, everything slowed down, except for Harry, who now was rising into the air. Then he pulled out his own wand, and struck them together like a match, and a small bubble appeared between the two, which was bright, and glowed a transparent blue. He then put the wands in his back pocket and held out his right hand, underneath the blue bubble, and landed on the ground again, and time went on as usual again. Harry then raised his hand above his head, and threw the ball at Draco, causing him to shrink and turn into stone, and crumble into ashes.

Harry stood there and panted, and kept watching the pile on the ground. He then pulled out his wand and pointed it at the pile and shouted, "Reversus!" and the pile of wind slowly raised, forming a statue again, and then the statue exploded, leaving Draco standing there, bewildered by what just happened. Then everyone in the room, bar Draco, started clapping causing a grin to form on Harry's face.

"Wow! What was that?" Ron asked in amazement.

"I've been at MSM." Harry replied.

"What's that?" Hermione asked in shock.

"Military School for the Magical, that's what it is. The best school around for combat training." Ron answered her question for her.

"Why would you want to go there?" Hermione asked, already knowing the answer.

"Next time Volde... ...I mean, he who must not be named, comes, I'll be ready for him."