Hogwarts love

Chapter One

(Quick disclaimer I am not claiming any of these characters and they all belong to j.k Rowling who owns the copyrights)

(Hermione is your cousin just incase you didn't read the description )

It's your first year at Hogwarts.

You and Hermione are sharing a carriage buzzing with excitement. This was it. The day you had talked about ever since well, you could talk.                                                                                                           
You gaze out through the misty windows, the air was thick with fog creating a sense of eeriness.

Your shaken out of your trance by a knock on the rickety doors. Hermione jumps up to see who the stranger is.                                                                                                                                                                      Suddenly a head of red hair appears through the small doorway. "Sorry but is there any space in this carriage, everywhere else is full you see. We came a bit late and-"                                                    
"Of course there is", Hermione intervenes, making room for the two new strangers we have.          You eye up the small boy who seems to be travelling with the ginger. He has round, wonky glasses which slant off his nose at a funny angle and coal black hair which seems to be covering a lighting shaped mark on his forehead.                                                                                               
"Hi my names y/n," you chirp, desperate to make this long ride pass faster.                                             "Ron, and this is Harry," the ginger boy nods over to the one with glasses. Hermione's face lights up, "Did you say Harry? As in THE Harry Potter?"

They both nod. You couldn't believe it, the chosen one was in your carriage talking to you.        
You and Hermione had grown up being told with stories about the chosen one.
'The boy who lived' they called him. He didn't look as powerful as the stories described him to be but you weren't all too confident with your powers either so you let that detail slide.           
After all you were on your way to Hogwarts, a school where they are supposed to teach you and help you with your powers.    

The train ride passed quickly as you passed chatter about what the teachers were to be like. Ron had two older brothers, Fred and George, attending there already so he filled us in on what to expect.                                                                                                                                                                                    
  "What's your family like Harry?", you asked after Ron had given a rundown of his whole family tree.                                                                                                                                                                                        
  "I don't know my parents", he replied, "they died when I was a baby." His smile faded off his face leaving a look of sadness in his eyes. You try and comfort him, "I don't know mine either, mine left me with Hermione's family because they were too busy to handle me, whatever that means"

Harry looks up, his eyes catch yours. There's a feeling of empathy for a couple of seconds before the train comes to a stop.

Ron jumps up and looks out the window. "We're here", he exclaims.                                                          "Bloody hell it's massive!"