Hufflepuff: The loyal and the patient.

On the train again (Part one)

"Who are you?" - Normal Conversation.

"GO AWAY!" - Loud/yelling.

Neville Longbottom. - Meeting a person.

'Hmm...' - Thinking/thoughts.

(A/N: I took out the Weasley and Granger bashing. It didn't go well with the plot later on. I replaced them with Professor McGonagall. Yeah, I didn't know who else to replace them with. So the Weasley family and Hermoine are still her friends.)

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The next day was unpleasant, the Dursleys kept pretending that she wasn't there, and Dudley couldn't be in the same room as her.

But that didn't bother Hope, as she was excited to get on the train. She packed all her clothes, possessions and cleaned Hedwig's cage.

She raced down the stairs when she heard a faint voice yell, "Hurry up girl." Uncle Vernon called.

She loaded her possessions on the boot, once they were at King's cross, Vernon smirked. "It seems that they haven't made it eh?"

"Aah no, all I need to do is walk past that wall and I'm there," said Hope. "That wall between 9 and 10."

Vernon reddened in the face as he forcefully slammed the door of the car and sped off.

Hope laughed to herself as she pushed her luggage. Like every August, it was full of muggles. But there were other people there that was passing through the wall between 9 and 10.

'Hmm . . . . Oh Weasleys!'  she looked at the red headed family. She walked over to them, smiling as she did so. Mrs. Weasley noticed her coming and smiled sweetly at her. 

"Oh hello there dear . . . . Are you lost?" She asked. Hope nodded. "I'm here to look for a platform . . . . I believe you know Hogwarts? You're the Weasleys right?"

Mrs. Weasley looked surprised that she knew their name. "Ah yes . . . . What's your name sweetie?" The raven-haired girl looked down at her feet. "Er -- Hope Potter."

Mrs. Weasley's eyes widened in surprise. "Hope Potter? The girl who lived?" She then suddenly caught a glimpse of her scar. "Oh my! My family is so grateful that you saved us!" Her eyes starting to water. "Well darling, to get to the Platform, you need to run through those two Platforms. You can go first if you'd like."

"Fred, get your hand of me!" The youngest son slapped his brother's hand. The twin who was Fred chuckled and circled him. "You're going to Slytherin,  Slytherin, Ronniekins is going to Slytherin!"

"Fred Weasley! Stop taunting your little brother! Ah -- come along now Hope, you go first." Mrs. Weasley patted her on the back. Hope inhaled and ran towards the wall, the last things she heard was, "Mum met Hope Potter!"

She came out at the other end. She felt great that she talked to the Weasleys again, though a little ashamed at herself for lying that she didn't know how to get on. She waited for them, until.

"GEORGE WEASLEY, DON'T TRIP YOUR BROTHER!" The familiar voice shouted. She turned around to see Percy, the third oldest, laying on the ground. George snickered. "Was not my fault."

"Hey, you're Hope aren't you?" Fred looked at her. She nodded. Ginny almost hopped with excitement. 'Fan girl.' Hope thought to herself.  Ron looked surprised and nervous while he looked at her.

"Ah well, I just -- I just want to thank you Mrs. Weasley - for showing me how to --"

"It's no problem dear," said the adult.

"Well, see you all later . . . ." She turned, heading for the train.

"Woah!" Ron said in awe. "You really weren't lying!"