Wizards and the Sociopath - A PotterLock Fanfic

Chapter 2

As The Hogwarts express drew nearer to Hogwarts some of the prefects started doing rounds of the train. John and Sherlock's carriage door opened.
"It can't be. Sherlock Holmes making a friend!" Said the tall, slightly overweight boy standing in the doorway. John stood.
"John Watson," John said offering his hand. The boy looked at his hand, frowning.
"Mycroft! You don't have to keep checking on me!" Sherlock growled.
"Now, now. Brother mine. I'm only doing my job to tell all of the first years to prepare to get off the train as we are nearing Hogwarts. As you might remember, I'm the head boy!" Mycroft said rather smugly.
"Pleasure to meet you, Mycroft!" John smiled.
"Now shove off!" Sherlock added. Mycroft grinned at Sherlock before turning on his heel and leaving. Sherlock sighed.
"Was he your brother?" John asked.
"Unfortunately, yes." John sat back down and laughed.

The train arrived at Hogwarts twenty minutes later and all the first years were lead by Hagrid to the boats. Hogwarts loomed over them in the darkness, the windows casting an eerie glow over the water.
"It's beautiful!" John thought to himself. He looked at Sherlock who wasn't even looking at the castle. He nudged him.
"Look! It's an amazing view!"
"I have little time for views," Sherlock replied going back to reading his book.
The boats moored and the students were lead by Professor McGonagal up the stairs to the great hall.
"Everybody line up in alphabetical order!" She ordered and all the students formed an orderly line. John was right at the back because of his surname, Watson. He glimpsed Sherlock ahead as they were lead into the great hall.

"Come forward and sit on the stool when I call your name. I will then place the Sorting Hat on your head," said Professor McGonagal loudly addressing the line of First years.
"Philip Anderson,"
A small boy walked up and sat on the stool. He looked nervous and a bit confused.
"Hufflepuff!" The sorting hat shouted. Anderson hurried over it the Hufflepuff table where everyone was cheering.
"Sally Donovan"
Sally strode up to the stool and sat.
"Slytherin!"
She grinned and and ran over to the Slytherin table. Sherlock cursed under his breath.
"Sherlock Holmes,"
Sherlock walked up the steps and winked at John before sitting down. John found himself holding his breath.
"Slytherin!"
Sherlock rolled his eyes. Predictable.
"Molly Hooper,"
Molly walked up to the sorting hat and didn't take her eyes off sherlock the whole time.
"Ravenclaw!"
She grinned and it looked like she was going to faint as she went very red. There were several other students between John and Molly and John was getting increasingly more nervous. Where was he going to be put. He wanted to be in Slytherin with Sherlock but he had heard that only pure bloods go in Slytherin.
"John Watson,"
He stumbled up the steps and sat down. Sweat formed on his brow as the hat was placed on his head.
"Gryffindor!"
A grin spread from ear to ear on John's face. He ran down to join his table and glimpsed Sherlock clapping on the Slytherin table. He was immediately swamped by the others on his table and lost sight of Sherlock.