Harry goes to Hogwarts after growing up in an Orphanage, where he learned all about a certain Tom. He makes friends (allies) and he may become a dark lord in the process, that is if he doesn't fall in love with one first. And he does it all with his...
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Summary: Harry makes it to King's cross station and runs into someone... Literally
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Harry spent the next month reading every single one of the first year curriculum books inside of the apartment in his trunk (which in Harry's opinion had a way more comfortable bed than the orphanage). They were easy to understand, after all, Harry had done most of the magic already anyway without meaning to.
When it came time to leave the orphanage, the matron was so happy to see him go, she all but shoved him out the doors.
He stood in front of the gloomy looking building for a minute, before checking his pockets for the money he'd managed to steal off the other children the past few days- because you can't use cards on buses yet- and once he was satisfied with the jingle, he exited the front gates, trunk and wand in pocket and Aquila in her chosen spot (around his midsection) hidden from view.
He managed to catch the first bus to Kings Cross Station, which left at 8:00, and should arrive at the station around 9:00. The ticket didn't exactly say what time he needed to be there, only the platform. Which harry thought was very stupid.
He rode the bus, reading a book on apparition during the journey. When he arrived, he exited the machine, and then entered the station making his way towards platform 10, which obviously had to be somewhere near 9 ¾. The red brick of the station along with how crowded it was made him feel closed in, so he hurried his pace, went as fast as his little legs could take him, and finally made it to platforms 9 and 10.
He knew this magic platform had to be somewhere in between, so he chose a bench along the wall and sat.
A few minutes later, a short woman came strutting through the crowd with a hoard of red-heads behind her. "Platforms' this way! Come on!" The people around her were throwing her annoyed looks, but it didn't seem to bother her. In fact, it seemed to encourage her.
