The Potter Twin Who Lived (Draco X Reader) (Book 1) [DISCONTINUED]

Platform 9¾

Our last month at Dursley's wasn't so bad yet not so good.

"Er.. Uncle Vernon, we need to be at King's Cross tomorrow to go to Hogwarts." "Can give us a lift? " we asked him.

Grunt.

'Well, we'll take that as a yes.'

On 1 September, both of us woke at five o'clock. We're too excited and nervous to go back to sleep.

So, we dress up and make sure we had everything we needed and decided to change into our robes in the train.

The Dursley drooped us at the station and laughed at us as we searched for Platform 9 ¾ . Even the guard told us we're a time-waster. It's not our false.

We looked around like lost children until we saw a woman, daughter, and four boys walk by, pushing carts.

" It's the same year after year." She said, "Always packed with Muggles, of course."

"Muggles?"

We titled our head towards the direction of our scar. Harry to the left and me to the right.

"Come on. Platform 9 ¾ this way!" She walk a litlle more faster and stop between two barrier, "All right, Percy, you first."

A tall boy with red hair comes forward and ran towards a brick wall.

Amazingly, he disappeared right into it. 

"Fred, you next," the mother told one of a redhead which happen to be twin.

"His not Fred, I am!"

"Honestly, woman, call yourself our mother?"

"Aw, sorry, George." 

"I only joking, I'm Fred." 

"Excuse us." Harry called.

"Well, hullo, dear. First time at Hogwarts? Ron's new too." she said while pointing at her youngest son.

This 'Ron' was tall, thin and gangling, with freckles, big hands and feet and a long nose.

"Yes," I answered.

"Can you tell us.. erm" Harry stopped.

"How to get to the station?" the mother help him finish the question.

We nodded.

"Not to worry, all you two have to do is walk straight at the barrier between platforms nine and ten." she said. 

'Well that sound safe'

"Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, they very important. Best do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous." She smiled sweetly, "Go on, go now before Ron."

"I'll go first." Harry said.

"Okay." I replied as Harry run through the barrier like the read heads' mother told us. He looked very scared though. I took a deep breath and do the same, closing my eyes.

I opened my eyes.

A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to the platform packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, 11 o'clock.

"We did it!" we beamed at each other.

After we pressed on through the crowd, we found an empty compartment near the end of the train.

We tried to lift our bags up the steps and our owls' cage inside but could hardly raise one end and twice Harry dropped in painfully on his foot.

I couldn't help but laugh at him.

"Dork."

"Want a hand?" A helium like voice broke out.

It was one of the twin of the red-haired twins.

"Yes, please." we answered him.

"Oy, Fred! C'mere and help!"

His twin walked in and the both of them help us.

"Thanks." we thanked them as Harry then pushed his sweaty hair out of his eyes.

"Blimey! You're Harry Potter" chorused the twins. "Then, you must be (Y/n) Potter!" \

"Yes." we answered shortly.

"Fred, George? Are you there?" the twins then rushed to their mum who's calling them.

Both of them wave at us and walk away.

Harry and I took our seat by the window and stare at the red hair family which were talking,

"Now, you two, this year, you behave yourselves. If I get one owl telling me you've blown up a toilet or-"

"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet." "But it's a great idea, Mum." 

My twin just chuckled along with me as the redheads keep talking and joking about toilet bowl

"Oh, Mum, can I go on the train and see the Potters? Please..." a girl begged the mother.

"You've already seen them, Ginny, and they aren't something you goggle at in a zoo." the mum told a little girl, "I forbid you to ask him about You-Know-Who." 

The word 'You-Know-Who' playing on our mind. Knowing that he's the one who killed our parents.