Silver Hourglass

Fated Meeting Chapter 3

Harry Potter was excited. Today he was going to get his books and cloaks for Hogwarts. Remora met with him and Hagrid in the main pub of the Leaky Cauldron and told him that unfortunately her father-in-law couldn't join them. That didn't put a dent in his excitement however, as the crowd of three went towards Madam Milkin's Robes for All Occasions. However, due to his size, Hagrid couldn't get in so he waited outside, telling Remora and Harry that he would go get ice cream for the three of them, while Harry and Remora brought clothes. Remora and Harry entered the shop and the owner, a plump witch dressed in all mauve. She walked up to Harry and smiled "Hello dear, guessing you're here for Hogwarts robes?"

"Yes ma'am. I am." Harry said.

"First year I suppose. Very well then, go stand over there next to the blond boy. He's a First Year too." Madame Milkin said.

Harry nodded and made his way happily to a small raised platform, where a boy was standing, his arms out reached as a magical tape measure measured him. The boy was a bit taller than Harry, his short platinum blonde hair making Harry think that he was pretty. "Hello." Harry said as he stood next to the boy.

The boy glanced at him, his face aristocratic and adding to his beauty, in Harry's opinion. "Hello." The boy said.

"I'm Harry." Harry said, laughing when the tape measure started to measure him, tickling Harry a bit.

"Draco..." the boy said, watching Harry, curious about him.

"Are you going to Hogwarts too?" Harry asked, trying his best to stay still as the magic tape measure measured his feet and toes.

"Yes." Draco said, "I suppose you are too?"

"Yeah." Harry said.

"I suppose you don't know what house you'll be in." Draco said, Harry could hear some smug in his voice.

"No, do you?"

"I'll be in Slytherin of course." Draco said smugly, "The best House in Hogwarts. My family have always been in Slytherin."

Draco looked like he was about to say something else but Harry said "I don't mind being in Slytherin, or Ravenclaw or Gryffindor." He blushed slightly and whispered, "I just hope I don't get into Hufflepuff."

Draco gave a small laugh and said "Hufflepuff might be one of the worst Houses in Hogwarts. Ravenclaw's alright, if you're into bookworms and boring people. Gryffindor might be even worse than Hufflepuff! Father said Gryffindor is just full of dunderheads who act before they think, and they're so stubborn they always think they're right. Slytherin is the best of all the Houses. We're smart, cunning, and just better in every single way."

Harry nodded and thought to himself, maybe Slytherin is the best. "My friend was a Ravenclaw, and her husband is a Slytherin." He said.

"Then she married right." Draco said, "Like I said, Slytherins are the best. You better hope you get into Slytherin Harry, that way we can keep the House Cup where it belongs."

House Cup? What's that? Harry wondered. He was about to ask when the tape measure moved to his nose and brushed against it, causing him to sneeze. Draco smirked at Harry's sneeze and he blushed. When the tape measure moved away Draco asked "You into Quidditch? It's such a stupid rule that first years can't join the teams. I've been flying ever since I was five, so I don't see why I can't tryout just because of the stupid rule. Do you know how to fly?" Draco asked.

Fly? As in flying a broomstick? Harry thought. "I umm never flew or watched Quidditch," Harry admitted blushing, "but they both sound like fun!"

"Never-wait, you're not a muggleborn are you?" Draco accused him of. Harry shook his head and said "No, my mom and dad are wizards."