Star-Crossed | Draco Malfoy

.06

Harry

The next day, Harry, Natalie and Hagrid were sitting together on the train in the underground tube beneath London.

They'd since changed from their pyjamas of course, Hagrid had allowed both twins to pack their things from the cabin before they'd truly left that night.

Harry was wearing a vastly oversized grey shirt, obviously from the courtesy of Dudley's old closet he'd grown tired of. The same was true for the baggy flannel thrown over his shoulders.

And even the sagging khakis slung around his waist with the ratty old belt from his uncle.

His sister beside him had it only slightly better, wearing some old girl's clothes from their aunt. They were old, and it showed in the way the light blue of her mockneck was faded and pastey.

And the blue and green shortsleeved overshirt had some mothholes and fraying seams. The tears in the distressed knees of the denims she wore were also indication enough.

While Harry wore a pair of manky old work boots, his sister was wearing tattered old tennis shoes, where the sole was quite literally peeling from the toes.

But regardless, Harry was more interested in reading over the rest of the letter tucked between his fingers.

While Natalie was far more keen on staring doe-eyed out the windows, watching the scenery blow past.

Harry read the writing allowed, squinting slightly through his glasses, "First year students will require three sets of work robes in black, one plain pointed hat, black, one winter cloak with silver fastenings, one wand..."

Natalie perked at that mention, head swivling around, causing Harry to sputter as the whisping ends of her long auburn hair whipped him in the face.

"Wand?" She asked, head tilting curiously.

"An essential piece of equipment, Natalie." Hagrid remarked from across the train. He essentially sat with almost an entire row all to himself.

Harry nodded, seemingly agreeing with the sentiment, though Natalie continued to ponder even as Harry returned to reading through his list.

"Please note that all pupils' clothes should carry nametags..." Harry frowned at the letter, rather confused as to why name tags were a necessity, but as he wondered, Natalie took over.

She had brought out her own letter and begun to skim along with him, so when he trailed off, she stole the chance to continue reading.

"All students should carry a copy of the following; The Standard Book of Spells by Miranda Goshawk, A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot, Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling-" she cut herself off with a snort, and beside her Harry couldn't help but giggle as well.

The names were rather odd considering what they were used to, but they might as well grow used to them now, he supposed.

So Natalie continued, "A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Arsenius Jigger,"

Both of them seemed rather taken by the next couple mentions, the topics sparking some interest they'd never have thought of before now.

"Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find them by Newt Scamander, and The Dark Forces; A Guide to Self-Protection by Quentin Thimble."

Harry was quick to stop Natalie, pointing to the parchment in front of her, "it's Trimble, Natie." he chuckled as Hagrid gave an amused huff.

She paused, flashing her brother an embarrassed glance before chuckling and nodding as well.