DARK 🐍Hermione Granger🐍

Chapter 4

"Platform 9 3/4?" Alaric voiced looking at the slip of parchment paper in his hand. The entire student body of the Salvatore School stood around in a group huddled together. "What the hell are we supposed to do with that? It only goes from Platform 9 to 10." Hope added. I looked around the packed train station in my black trench coat. I squinted my eyes before catching sight of strange warping in a brick column. I pushed my brows together before realizing it was a magic portal. "Found it." I announced. "No you didn't." Hope argued. "I didn't? Huh? Then uh...how do you explain this?" I stated before walking through the portal.

As I stepped through, I found a train station filled to the brim with people hustling and bustling about. "Huh...strange." I sounded looking around before I noticed a giant bearded man with a sign that read, "Salvatore". I walked over and realized he was even larger. He glanced down at me. "Hello there." He voiced. "I assume you are looking for the Salvatore Boarding School?" I asked him. "Correct. Have you seen them anywhere?" He asked leaning down. "Well...if they would all stop being a bunch of cowardly wankers and walk through the damn portal." I said. "Ah! I forgot you supr'naturl don't have much experiences with portals." The giant voiced. "Oh...believe me. I know all too much about bloody portals. And I hope to never see another any time soon." I stated.

"Ah! Forgive me. Where me manners? The name's Rubeus Hagrid. Keeper of Keys and Ground at Hogwarts." He said extending a large hand. "Henrik Mikaelson." I answered shaking the hand as best as I could. "Mikaelson, eh? By chance, you wouldn't happen to be related to the Original Hybrid, would you?" Hagrid questioned. "That would be my father." I answered with a sigh. "Fascinating. Apologies, I have a thing for supernatural creatures and such." He stated.

"Henrik! There you are." Alaric stated jogging over with the rest of the school. "Who is—" He started. "Hagrid. Professor Dumbledore sends his greetings. I presume you are Alaric Saltzman, yes?" Hagrid asked. "Yes, so how does the train work?" He asked him. "Oh don't worry about it. "Your students already have seats reserved for them." Hagrid stated. "So why are you here?" Hope asked him. "To make sure that everyone makes it on the train, Ms.." He answered. "Hope. Hope Mikaelson." She answered. "Ah...the famous Tribrid." Hagrid voiced. "You've heard of me?" She asked him with a smile. "The entire wizard world knows of Hope Mikaelson and her defeat of Malivore." Hagrid answered. I rolled my eyes. Give me a break. "Oh, it was nothing. Really." Hope said waving it off. "Oh I bet. Well. Don't let me keep you here." Hagrid said before everyone got onto the train. I looked at Hagrid. "She's...something." Hagrid whispered. "You have no idea." I shot back before climbing into the train.

I walked down the train before taking a seat in a cabin that was empty. A lady pushing a snack cart down the train stopped next to the cabin. "Would you like any snacks?" She asked. "No, I'm good, but thank you." I answered. To my left I found two teenagers, one with round glasses and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead and the other had shoulder-length red hair. Amongst them, was a girl with long brown hair and brown eyes. I let out a sigh before looking away out the window.