Harry Potter - A Zen Danielson Tale

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A small boy with faded hair, freckles and two amazingly different coloured eyes sat across from his older sister, who was seemingly tall and had the similar faded hair and blue eyes.

All was silent and peaceful until a boy with ginger hair and green eyes, who seemed to also be in his first year, like Zen, walked into the room, "Hey..." he dragged out the word, "Is there any room in here for me? Everywhere else is full." He admitted. Zen turned to the boy from the book he was reading, "Sure!" He smiled.

The older girl, Lucy stood up from her seat, "You can sit here." She gestured to her former chair, "I have to go find Fred and George anyways, they're probably up to mischief without me - and I'm not suppose to be in the 1st years carriage."

The gingers eyes widened, "Your Lucy Danielson aren't you? You hang around my brothers, Fred and George Weasley, don't you!" He beamed.

Lucy just smiled and nodded, before looking at the boy, "Yep! I'm her! So you must be Ron Weasley, am I right? Nice to meet ya'!" She held out her hand to shake.

Ron stared at her hand, "Hand buzzer?" He gestured to the button on her hand.

"Dang it! You know me well and you've just met me! Anyways, I better go to the boys, I bet they are doing something cool without me! Gotta dash!" That was the last thing she said, before zooming out do the room.

The booth was silent, before Zen looked at Ron, who was now in his sisters former seat, "I'm that crazy girls brother, by the way." He smiled, "And, don't worry, I'm not prank crazy like her!" He added.

Ron laughed, "Good, I don't know how I'd live if I had another Weasley twin as my booth mate!"

Before Zen could speak, he heard the door open again. There stood a boy with short raven hair, tattered clothing and round classes. "Hey, do you mind if I sit here? I can't find any other booths that are full." He admitted.

Zen gave Ron a knowing look, before looking back at the boy, "Sure!" He smiled, patting the seat next to him.

"Thanks." He sat down, "I'm Harry, by the way." He added.

Ron's eyes widened again, "Harry? As in the Harry Potter?!"

Zen looked a bit surprised aswell, he had heard that name before, but where? He turned back to his history book before seeing the page titled, "Harry Potter, the wizarding legend.'

Harry looked seemingly surprised that Ron had noticed him.

"D-do you have, the scar?" He questioned needingly.

Harry nodded, lifting his fringe to show the lightning shaped scar placed on his forehead.

"Wicked!" Both Ron and Zen beamed at the same time, before looking at eachover and laughing, Harry soon joining in.

Once they had calmed down, an elder woman, with a big trolly of sweets came by and opened their door, "Any sweets from the trolly dears?" She enquired signalling to the sweets.

Ron quickly grabbed the sandwich from his pocket, "No thanks, my mum packed me lunch." He said, a small hint of sadness in his voice.

Zen shook his head, "I'm saving room for the feast in the hall, but thanks anyways!" He rejected politely.

Harry looked at the two before looking back at the woman. "We'll take the whole load." He smiled.

< TimeSkip brought to you by Zen's fabulous hair >

Harry and Ron sat there stuffing their faces with the magical sweets, "What's this?" Harry questioned, holding up a chocolate frogs packet.

"Oh they have the cards don't they?" Zen questioned, he wasn't eating anything, he just sat there with the book in his hands.