Squib

Chapter 5: Starting Hogwarts

A/N: FFN should have some function for replying to reviews cuz i don't like answering reviews in the chapter. But oh well needs to be done :P.

Some general answers :

-Sirius is dead (from first chappy)

-John is the real BWL , Harry is a squib ( it'll come up later...everything for a reason you know ;)

to jabarber69 -few adults may know that Harry transferred magic to John but it was hushed up as they didn't want image of their BWL spoiled. And besides it's been a long time and now barely anyone remembers.

to deadfeather -He's an eleven year old, he doesn't fully understand anger.

THANKS TO ALL THOSE WHO REVIEWED! (i just remembered that :p)

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Starting Hogwarts

Harry woke up to the commotion coming from downstairs. Looking at his watch he saw that he barely had half an hour before the train left. His parents hadn't thought to wake him up in the hope that he wouldn't go. 'Not gonna happen!' He thought to himself.

Thankfully, he was already packed, so he hurriedly changed clothes and went downstairs dragging his trunk behind him.

"Oh, Harry dear, you're awake! Have some breakfast." Lily exclaimed though her face was flushed. Harry controlled his anger, though it felt good to know that at least his mother felt a little guilty. His father came in at that moment, and proclaimed that John was finally packed and they were ready to go.

Then his eyes fell on Harry. "Good morning Son, have you packed?". Harry looked at his father incredulously and pointed towards the trunk he held in one hand. James nodded and turned towards the floo. John came in and his excitement fell a little upon seeing Harry ready.

James was holding floo powder and beckoned John to come, soon John was gone and James followed. Lily soon followed, "Come along Harry, they'll be waiting on the other side." And then she was gone.

Harry grabbed his trunk and after grabbing a sandwich from the table followed through on the floo. He landed in a heap on the floo at the platform and his trunk bumped him on the head. "OW!" rubbing his head he got up and looked at his surroundings. The platform was brimming with people, all parents saying goodbye to their children. He looked around to spot his parents having a conversation with the Weasleys.

He caught the eye of the youngest weasley daughter who smiled at him. He smiled back but didn't go near. After all, his anger at his parents hadn't dissipated. If they weren't going to wait for him, then he wasn't going to follow along like a bloody pet!

Pulling a proud look over his face, he went straight to the train. Finding an empty compartment in the back he put his trunk under his seat, he locked the door. He sat down with a sigh. His anger dissipating and replaced with sadness. He took out his dagger, which he always kept with him in an inside pocket, pulling back his arm, he hurled the dagger straight at the compartment door. With a whoosh and thump, the dagger was stuck in the door before he could blink.

He pulled it out with some effort and started practicing his moves with the dagger. It always helped him to calm down. He didn't realize but the dagger always gave him a sense of comfort and ease. It was almost like magic...

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The train soon came to a stop and Harry got out like the rest of the students. Like the rest of the students, he was simply awed when he got his first sight of Hogwarts. It was beautiful, it was magic. It was like seeing magic for the first time.