Devotion (Snape × Student OC)

1《season one》

I stood on Platform 9¾, my heart raced with excitement and nervousness. The air was electric with the sounds of laughter, excited whispers, and the shrill whistle of the Hogwarts Express. Surrounded by fellow students and their families, As I stood there, holding the hand of my guardian, Miss Gentiana, an unexpected pang of loneliness struck me. I yearned for a family I had never known. The crowd shifted, and the Hogwarts Express came into view, standing majestically in the gentle morning light.

I took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the moment, as i prepared for the beginning of my magical journey. Me and my tabby cat, Teddy, hurried towards the platform, the chaos of the station enveloped them. Families bid farewell to their children, and first-years huddled together, their faces reflecting a mix of excitement and trepidation. They navigated through the bustling crowd, seeking a place on the Hogwarts Express where they could settle in for the journey ahead.

As i walked through the narrow corridor of the Hogwarts Express, my eyes searched desperately for an empty compartment. The train was filling up quickly, and it seemed every space was occupied. Just when i thought i'd have to stand the entire journey, i caught sight of an open compartment up ahead. Peeking in, i spotted two boys engaged in conversation, One with dark hair and green eyes and the other with red hair while talking about Bertie Bott candies.

Feeling a mix of nervousness, i mustered my courage and approached, "Good morning..i-is it okay if I sit here?" The red-haired boy, shook his head, "yeah why not?" The boy with glasses smiled a little, he seemed a little shy, maybe because it was our first day As i settled into the seat, a comfortable silence fell over the compartment. After a moment, dark haired boy spoke up, his curiosity piqued. "So, what's your name?" ,"Sue..." I said softly, offering just my first name. "Just Sue?" He questioned, his eyebrows raised in surprise.

Ginger haired boy also looked puzzled, as if he was expecting more. "Nice to meet you Sue.. i'm Ron weasely and he is-" The other boy spoke up "Harry , i'm Harry Potter" Ron chuckled and continued "so what is your last name Sue? You didn't mentioned it" I opened my mouth to tell but the The door of the compartment opened, a girl with light brown hair stood at the compartment door, her gaze scanning us carefully. "May I join you?" she asked politely. Harry gestured to the empty seat opposite them. "Of course," he said, scooting over to make room.

As the girl settled in, I noticed her eyes lingering on me for a moment before turning her attention to Harry and Ron. "Thank you," she said, offering a small smile. I couldn't help but take notice of the girl's lovely wavy hair as I cleared my throat slightly. "Good morning," I said politely, holding out my hand in greeting. "My name is Sue." Hermione shook my hand firmly, her brown eyes meeting mine. "Pleased to meet you, Sue. My name is Hermione Granger."

Her voice was soft yet confident, exuding a certain air of wisdom beyond her years. I gave her a small smile, feeling a flutter of nervousness in my chest. Ron, in the midst of opening a frog-shaped chocolate, let out a gasp as the frog within made a daring escape, jumping out the window. "Bloody hell," he exclaimed, a mix of surprise and annoyance on his face. Harry chuckled at Ron's misfortune with the frog chocolate, his eyes still filled with amusement.

Then, fixing his gaze on Hermione, he introduced himself with a small smile. "I'm Harry Potter," he said, the words seeming to carry a weight of significance. Hermione's eyes widened as she registered Harry's name, her expression shifting from surprise to awe. I, on the other hand, had no idea who this 'famous' Harry Potter was. Hermione spoke up "so you are- HARRY POTTER?" Hermione's disbelief was evident in her tone as she addressed Harry. "Can I see your famous scar on your forehead?"

Harry chuckled at her request, his hand subconsciously reaching up to touch the lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead. "Sure," he replied, pushing back his untidy fringe to expose the scar. Hermione leaned forward a bit, her eyes studying the scar intently, while I sat quietly, watching their interaction with a mixture of curiosity. Ron raised his brows "What group do you think we are going to be in?" Harry looked at Ron and answered "just not Slytherin."