Eternal Despair (Harry Potter/OC)

𝟙: Hogwarts Express

1991

Lorenzo sat by the window, alone in his compartment on the Hogwarts Express, nervously fidgeting with his robe sleeve. The train was about to depart for his first year at Hogwarts.

He stared out at the platform bustling with students having a heartwarming goodbye to their families and couldn't help but think about his family. Lorenzo's grandmother had refused to accompany him at the departure, something to do with it being beneath her, sending a house elf in her stead.

He continued to stare out of the window as the train whistle blew, signaling departure.

Just then the compartment door slid open, and a friendly looking boy with unkept dark hair wearing glasses stepped in.

"Oh- sorry, I thought it was empty." He said timidly.

"If you want a seat you're going to have to wrestle with everyone here." Lorenzo replied with a joking tone and gestured to the empty seats. The boy with glasses chuckled as he sat down Infront of him.

F̶o̶r̶ s̶o̶m̶e̶ s̶t̶r̶a̶n̶g̶e̶ r̶e̶a̶s̶o̶n̶ h̶e̶ f̶e̶l̶t̶ a̶s̶ i̶f̶ h̶e̶'d̶ a̶l̶r̶e̶a̶d̶y̶ m̶e̶t̶ h̶i̶m̶ b̶e̶f̶o̶r̶e̶

"I'm Lorenzo Black, you can call me Enzo."

"My name's Harry," he paused before continuing. "Harry Potter."

Lorenzo's eyes widened slightly. "Blimey... Harry Potter."

"Could I see your scar?" He tried asking politely, but the excitement in his voice gave him away.

Nonetheless Harry pushed his fringe away exposing the lightning formed scar etched on his forehead.

"That's so sick! I mean- not the way you got it but in general." Enzo explained.

"My aunt made me grow out my hair just to hide it." Harry covered the scar again.

"Seems to me that she was jealous." Enzo gave him a warm smile that Harry returned.

The door of the compartment slid open once more breaking the silence.

"Anyone sitting there?" A young redhead with freckles asked, pointing at the seat beside Harry.

"No." Enzo shook his head lightly and the boy sat down.

"Are you really Harry Potter?" He blurted out, Harry nodded in response.

"Oh- well I thought it might be one of Fred and George's jokes," said the ginger. "Have you really got- you know..." He pointed at Harry's forehead.

Harry pulled back his bangs once more to show the scar. The boy seated next to him stared at it.

"Wicked..." He blurted out again before finally introducing himself. "I'm Ron Weasley."

"Nice to meet you, Ron. I'm Lorenzo Black." It took only a matter of seconds for Ron's expression to falter.

"Black... As in-"

"Yeah." Enzo looked out the window, watching as the train advanced through the scenery.

"Wow," said Ron as he sat there and kept switching his gaze between the two boys.

"Are both of your family wizards?" Harry sensed the tension and broke the silence, forcing Enzo and Ron to look over to him instead.

"Everyone that I know of is a wizard."

"Er- Yes, I think so," Ron stammered. "Mum's got a second cousin who's an accountant, but we never talk about him."