History uncovered

Chapter 1

Harry Potter was a boring child. Utterly uninteresting, and he was fine with that. Preferred it to being noticeable. Hiding was something he was good at.
This all changed however when one day he received a letter through the post. A letter addressed to him! He couldn't believe it, and in his shock let his cousin catch sight of the letter. Before he could open it it was snatched out from his bony hands by much meatier ones as his cousin ,Dudley, decided he wanted to know what made his cousin look so ecstatic. And so began his life at Hogwarts.

~September 1st~
As Harry climbed onto the Hogwarts express, with the help of the Nice ginger twins when he couldn't carry his trunk on his own, he began to drag his trunk behind him as he walked down the train, spotting many empty carriages on the way, on his was to the very back. He didn't know why he ended up in the very last carriage. All he knew was that the green and black colour scheme of the back carriages was soothing to a small part of him. He pushed his trunk into the corner and checked that his wand (his wand) was tucked securely into his worn belt he settled down into one of the seats and set his head against the glass window, watching all the parents waving and kissing goodbye to their children and he felt a spike of envy as he saw once again the one thing he knew he would never truly be able to have.
Not 5 minutes later, a gangly red headed boy loudly opened the door to his carriage and proclaimed "there's no where else to sit! Everywhere's full! Can I sit here?" And promptly did just that without waiting for a reply. Harry thought the boy was very rude but didn't say anything about that, softly muttering "yeah s'pose" but the gangly boy didn't seem to hear. Harry suddenly realised that this was one of the nice ginger ladies children! He thought to himself that he should be nice to this boy because his family did help him through the strange platform and without them he probably would've missed the train entirely. The boy shouted (something that made Harry flinch a little) "my names Ronald Weasley! What's your name" and looked at Harry with suspiciousness and curiosity. Harry felt his throat tighten up at the thought of talking with other children his age, something he was never able to do with the Dursley's, but managed to croak out a quiet "Harry".  Ron's face seemed to light up with a cheery, and slightly smug, grin and said "Are you Harry Potter? Have you got the... you know?" And made a wild gesture in what Harry thought was his head. Harry nodded and squirmed uncomfortably in his seat and Ron's smile faded a little before he seemed to  brighten up again and shouted "well let's see it then!" And leaned forward from his seat directly across from Harry. Harry figured their was no harm in it and lifted his slightly long hair up for him to see the large jagged line going from his hairline to just the top of his eyelid, where it crashed with the bright green eye that met it. Ron gaped for a moment before apparently regaining his bearings and whispered "wicked.." Harry smiled at that, this boy thought he was cool. Not moments later the trained started to move and Ron promptly shoved his head against the window to wave goodbye to his mum before sitting back down and talking loudly about his favourite quidditch teams. Harry didn't know what quidditch was but he thought he might like to know, if only to impress Ron with his knowledge of the subject. When the trolley lady came by and politely knocked on the door of their compartment, he bought the last of everything on her trolley and finding joy in the way her and Ron's eyes seemed to bulge at the thought. Not 5 minutes later, a girl with wild bushy hair and dark skin burst through the door (something he privately thought might be a wizarding thing ) and asked if they had seen a toad. They both answered in the negative and she huffed before storming out. With that, Harry decided it was time to change into his uniform and Ron seemed to agree when he brought it up.as they got changed, Harry made sure to keep the vest he wore under his shirt on to ensure that Ron wouldn't see the big scar he had across the side of his waist and curling around his naval. He had gotten that one day when Dudley and his gang found some broken beer bottles I'm the park. Harry didn't know what he looked like in his uniform thanks to the lack of mirrors on the train but imagined it fit well enough compared to Dudley cast offs, and just as he and Ron finished changing the train began to slow.

(AN this is my first time every writing something that's not for an English test to feel free to correct ANYTHING and make suggestions because I'm literally just winging it, I don't know how this stories going to play out at all so feel free to suggest ideas👍)