He fell for a Hufflepuff.

Chapter Two- Hogwarts express

Wow. Just wow. Even though I have been around the wizarding world now for nearly 4 years I honestly sometimes forget magic exists and I still get amazed and surprised at how incredible magic can be. "Well this is something isn't it," my mum said after finally collecting herself after what had just happened, and it really was something. I will honestly never forget the first time I laid my eyes on the Hogwarts express. The masses of steam smoking out the top off it the noise of it rattling and huffing. I smiled at my mum and squeezed her hand with excitement, but also slightly nervous. I was so excited to start at Hogwarts this year after spending time there last year during the triwizard tournament, but only as the new school year slowly started to approach did I realise how scary this was. I knew absolutely no one, how did I know anyone was gonna like me and that I'd make new friends, and what about what house I'll be put in. I don't wanna end up in slytherin, absolutely not.

"Come on we better say goodbye the train is meant to leave in 5 mins," my mum said. Even though I've been away from home for school for 4 years now it hasn't gotten any easier saying goodbye to mum knowing the next time I will see her is at christmas time which seems forever away. I gave her the biggest hug in the world and say goodbye to her with both of our eyes filling up with tears. This was it I was finally going to my dream school. I stepped up on to the train and stood by the door waving and crying to my mum until the train had left the station. We were finally heading to Hogwarts, I picked up my bags and started walking down the train aisle, most students were already sitting down with all their friends rekindling after the summer with each other. I had no idea where on earth I would be able to sit as every carriage seemed completely full. I came to one compartment of the train where I saw Harry Potter sitting with his friends Ron and Hermonie. I couldn't believe it was really him, I mean this isn't entirely the first time I had ever seen Harry. I saw him plenty of times last year, but it's still so surreal to see such a legend and hero. I was about to slide their carriage door open to ask whether there was any space for me to sit when I noticed it was full and there was a fourth in there. I had no idea who this person was, only that they were completely covered under a cloak or cover of some sort. Anyway I proceeded to continue down into the next carriage where I first saw him. Well only the back of his head , there was a free chair next to him and opposite an attractive boy and a girl who looked like she'd just been slapped around the face. As I approached where they were sitting the boy turned around to look at me and wow.