Harry Potter and the Hogwarts Mystery

Chapter 1

Harry

"Harry!" I hear Ron yell from the other side of the platform, "you bloody idiot, you didn't reply to my letters!" 

I sighed as he carried on hollering nonsense to me. I sometimes wonder why Ron is my best friend. He can be so obnoxious. Why does he think I’ve not been replying to all his letters. Two words. Uncle Vernon. Every time an owl entered the vicinity of the house, the shotgun came out, and the owls were destroyed into oblivion…including Hedwig. It rained feathers for weeks. The blood rain was the worst. Just kidding. The organs landed on my head once. That was the worst. 

I had to save Ron and Hermione’s' owls, so I took a few shots myself. I considered reporting him to the police but I had better things to do.. Like go to the hospital. Anyway, I am so sick of eating chicken for dinner. I don't know where uncle Vernon gets all the meat from and also where he put all the dead owl bits. 

Hermione comes up behind me and starts talking nonstop. I also wonder why she’s my best friend. She's such a know-it-all and can be so annoying. Near the bathroom doors stand Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy is shouting at them and throwing a fit. I can see his parents behind him trying to calm him down. Compared to Malfoy, my extremely stupid cousin Dudley is an angel. Malfoy is being such a brat. Just looking at him reminds me why Ron and Hermione are my best friends. 

Ginny

Harry always does this. Treats me like a child and only views me as 'Ron's baby sister who he saved from a Basilisk'. The feeling of not having his love returned..I'd rather be possessed by good old Voldy again. Every time I see him I feel a rush of emotions. I love him so much it hurts. I can't tell anyone, not even Hermione, and she knows me inside out. 

We're all walking towards an empty carriage when Draco purposely trips me over. He is, apart from Voldy, the worst person alive. I wonder why he's staring at me so intently, probably the fact I’m red in the face (as well as hair), it's getting weird though. 

''Shove off, Malfoy, you blonde bimbo, who the hell do you think you are,'' bellows Ron.

''The son of a highly respected man, unlike your pathetic excuse of a father. He's exactly like his name states. A weasel.'' 

''Oooh burn”, I drawl sarcastically. I mean seriously, who is this fool. He has hair blonder then Luna, which is saying something. 

Malfoy scurries off with the rest of his cronies, a look of hurt visible in his eyes. That's strange. 

Ron

''I am so bloody hungry. If I don't get some chocolate frogs right now, I’m going to cry'' 

"Brilliant, that's all we need, you to look uglier then you already do" Hermione remarks. 

Why is that girl so mean to me? I only ever try to be kind and loving towards her. Last week I sent her a scarf made out of cat fur. I mean, I know she loves cats and scarves, so what could be better then a cat fur scarf right?! But of course she was angry, sent the bleeding thing back with a howler. People these days should learn to be more grateful. 

What the hell is that smell. If it's another one of Fred and George's stink bombs, I'm going to steal the lot from them and shove it where the sun don't shine. Them things are ridiculous, brilliant spell work to make the stench stick to everything, but hellish to wash off. Mum found one on the table during summer, thought it was a cough sweet and ate it, lets just say it wasn't pretty, poor dear had to spend 4 weeks at St Mungos. 

Luna

I sit in an empty carriage alone. Hogwarts is great, but I hate trains. They are so stupid with their smoke and noise and stupidity. Neville walks past the doors and stops. I think he has lost some weight. He isn't the chubby little buck-toothed boy he used to be. 

"Can I sit here" he asks me. 

"Of course Neville" I answer. I go back to daydreaming. I miss my mum. I am alone again in my mind for a while until I realise Neville is talking to me. 

"...And then I bounced all the way back home." I am confused for a second then remember this story. Who doesn't? The tale of how Neville's family found out he isn't a squib. I laugh lightly and we have a nice conversation. 

Hermione

Why can't everyone just shut up. Don't they see the importance of studying for the end of year exams? I understand it's only September, but being friends with Harry means spending half the year in detention or on some impossible task Mr Voldys set us.

Why is Ron so disgusting? Talking with his mouthful whilst pieces of pumpkin pasty are spraying everywhere, not attractive at all. But sometimes, only sometimes, I get this weird sensation. It usually happens after I stare at him for a prolonged period of time or after he does something spectacular. Well spectacular for him, saving the odd goal during a Quidditch match, or getting an E in potions. He's acting really weird lately. Why would anyone in the name of Merlin send his armpit hairs when I stated, as a joke, that I couldn't remember his smell. Also, why did he kill a cat, which happens to be my favourite animal, to make a hideous scarf. When I say hideous, I mean a cross between Umbriges’ pink hats and Snapes God awful greasy hair. I could fry chips with the amount of grease he has. 

I hear the familiar call for the first years to gather in the front carriages to get ready for the boat ride up to Hogwarts. 

I'm home.