The next few hours were enjoyable for Raymond. He talked to friends about the summer, ate some candy, played some exploding snap (somehow they didn't get caught), and were taking about how eager they were to go back to Hogwarts. Raymond heard a new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was here. In the fifth year, Raymond might be the most skilled in that field. It came natural to him, and although the written examns weren't the best for him, the physical ones is where he excelled, and he also showed that on the Gryffidor dueling team. He got them to many tournaments, winning only one last year. But after practicing with pronunciation and having his father teach him how to use his wand, Raymond was eager to try it in many other classes. After a few more rounds of Exploding Snap, using the bathroom, and checking to see if Willow was alright (Acacia shooed him away almost immediately...),Raymond fell asleep.

Raymond awoke to the sound of first years gasping and yelling in anticipation of Raymond ran a hand through his messy-perfect hair, and looked out the window. The sun had set, with Twilight orange filling the sky. He gave a smile as he saw the large castle on top of the hill, lights were shining in some of the ancient windows. You could tell though that most of the castle looked newer than the rest. Ever since the major battle that happened here, it had that ancient, natural look, but it still gave off a fresh look.

[b][u]Arrived at Hogwarts[/u][/b]

Students eagerly stepped off the Hogwarts Express, gasping at the view ahead of them. Raymond stepped out, landing on ancient cobblestone, grinning at the sight. "Al'right, ferst years er on the boats, ev'ry one else, on the carraiges!" A loud voice rang. A very large and tall man with a large thick black beard with graying spots stood before them holding a lantern. Hagrid the gamekeeper pointed people the directions they needed to go. Raymond enjoyed his class, he found the creatures of this world, fascinating, but he knew it was dangerous.

Raymond climbed on board of a carriage, his stuff already being sent to the front of his bed in the Gryffindor boy's dorm. He sat down, and looked around, trying to see if anyone he knew was coming his way.