His Butler, at Hogwarts (Black Butler, Harry Potter Crossover)

Chapter 2- Young Master and the sorting hat

Harry's POV
No one talked much for the remainder of the journey.
At long last the train stopped at Hogsmeade station, and there was a great scramble to get out.

I couldn't wait to get off the train either. The recent events of the train journey was very tiering and I couldn't wait to get to the feast.

Ciel Phantomhive is definitely a mysterious boy. Wearing that eyepatch and that strange stoic and calm tone of voice he always uses, no matter the issue. I do wonder where he comes from, It would be interesting to have him as a friend.

Owls hooted, cats miaowed and I watched as Neville's pet toad croaked loudly from under his hat. It made me chuckle slightly.

It was freezing on the platform; rain was driving down in icy sheets. I saw Ciel looking stoic as usual but clearly unaware of what to do.

"Firs' years and transfers this way!" Called a familiar voice.
Me, Ron and Hermione turned and saw the gigantic outline of Hagrid at the other end of the platform, beckoning the terrified-looking new students forward for their traditional journey across the lake.
We dragged Ciel over.

"All righ', you three?" Hagrid yelled towards us.
"Who's this?" He added when his soft beady eyes spied Ciel.

"This is Ciel Phantomhive, a third year transfer" Hermione states clearly and Hagrid smiled at Ciel.

I'll admit, Ciel did seem quite cold towards us, but I guess that's just what you would expect from someone new to a school.

"All righ' then, this way Ciel." Hagrid ushered him towards the other new students and waved at us.
We all smiled back and with one last look, a huge mass of people started shunting us along to the other end of the platform.

The three of us followed the rest of the school out onto a rough mud track where at least 100 stage coaches awaited, I could only assume that they were being pulled by an invisible horse.
I only thought this because when we climbed inside one and shut the door, the coach set off all by itself , bumping and swaying in procession.

The chocolate made me feel a lot better. But I couldn't help but think I was still a bit weak. I smelt the faint scents of the mould and straw.

I watched as Hermione and Rom kept a sideways look towards me. Come on guys... I'm not going to collapse again.
Right?

As the carriage trundled towards a pair of magnificent wrought- iron gates, flanked with stone columns topped with winged boars, I remembered the thrilling events of last year. I loved Hogwarts and I wondered what adventure may take place this year.

I was cut out of my trail of thought as I saw two hooded dementors, standing guard on either side of the columns.

I gulped as I felt that familiar cold chill shiver down my spine. I didn't want that sorrow to engulf me again, like it did on the train.

I leaned back into my seat and closed my eyes, hoping that the feeling would be over soon.

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Meanwhile
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Ciel's POV

I watched in dismay as the three I met in the train disappear into the crowds of Hogwarts students, leaving me with this incredibly tall man.
If I wasn't the Earl Phantomhive, I'd say he was definitely intimidating, but what have I to fear?

Occasionally slipping and stumbling, a group of fest years and a few transfer students followed the man called 'Hagrid' down what seemed to be a steep, narrow path.