Fire and Fury (Harry Potter Fanfiction)

The Beginning Of An Unlikely Friendship

Unlike everyone else on the 9 3/4 platform, no one was there to say goodbye to me. I was even one of the first ones on the train, and sitting in a carriage, Rosa sleeping softly on my lap. I almost couldn't believe it when my letter came in the mail, i mean, since my offical citizen name is Nora Ryde i shouldn't be, but, you'd think the ministry would notice that i dont appear to have anyone under family which is suspicious, even if they believe im from the muggle world. Now you must be thinking, why am i actually attending Hogwarts, especially under the watch of the famous all knowing Dumbledor? Honestly, i couldn't tell you. I got a letter one day just before the Hogwarts letter saying if i got one, i HAD to go. That if i didn't id be betraying the family and blah blah blah. It wasn't signed by anyone so i don't know who it was. 

As i was mulling over my thoughts, two boys entered the carriage and sat down. I look up, slightly annoyed, and then there i was, looking into familiar green eyes, clouded by glasses. 

"Hi, well sorry, but there were no other carriages is it alright if we sit here? We were sitting somewhere else but someone practically fart bombed that carriage and-" the orange haired boy next to him rambled. 

"It's cool, its just me and Rosa in here after all" I state, patting my kitty, her purring vibrating my legs. 

"Im Ron Weasley" The ginger boy said with an awkward smile. I return the smile with a nod, and glance at the dark haired boy aka the boy who lived.

He nervously puts out his hand and quietly says "Im Harry Potter".  He probably had people oogling him all morning poor kid, but even I felt a strong urge to reply with 'i know', instead i said;

"Im Nora Ryde. Nice to meet you both"

"Is your cat good with rats? Scabbers gets stressed pretty easily" Ron asks slightly nervous. I glance at the beautiful white owl in the cage with Harry, and then look at Ron's lap. A rat was sitting there, well to be exact, Ron was holding onto said rat tightly on his lap, his rat seemed to be squirming quite a bit. A resist a snort. A rat. I hate rats. Reminds me of that piece of dung Pettigrew. 

"She won't attack him unless i tell her to, and Im not planning on doing that anytime soon"

Ron lets out a sigh of relief, and then begins rambling to Harry about how exciting Hogwarts is going to be. I zone out slightly, nodding when appropriate. Harry Potter hadn't changed in the two months since the muggle zoo, though, he didn't seem to remember her. He probably thought she was a ghost when he saw her. I hated my pale ghost like skin, just standing in the sun for two minutes seemed to enact the pain of a sunburn. At least i got long dark brown hair, with light brown eyes, so im not a complete ghost. The carriage door opens and a brown puffy haired girl steps into the carriage.

"Has anyone seen a toad? A boy seems to have lost one" We all shake our heads, the girl turns to leave with a sigh, but at the last second whips around to look at me- well to be exact- my lap.

"What a beautiful maine coon you have!" the girl ushers into the carriage and sits beside me, staring at Rosa with eyes of delight. "Im Hermione Granger" She introduces herself, straightening her back.

"Im Nora Ryde, and this is Rosa" I say warmly, liking the attention Rosa was getting. 

"This is Harry Potter, and Im Ron Weasley" Ron said, not looking impressed with her. Hermione then begins a ramble about Hogwarts and studies, it becomes clear she is Muggle born, but unlike my dear father, I dont care about the place people are born. 

"So what house do you want to be sorted into Nora?" Ron asked, turning his attention to me, snapping out of my thoughts.

"Oh.. Um-"

"Oh! You must be from a muggle born family! Thats okay, well there are four houses you get sorted into at Hogwarts, theres-" 

"No no, i mean-" I quickly interrupt, but then pause. What was my story again? Ron and Harry stare at me, confusion in their eyes. I take a deep breath and look down at Rosa sleeping in my lap.

"I was born into a wizarding family, but i was left to a muggle family to actually raise. They knew about the wizarding world and I kept in the loop about the wizard news because of that. How did you guess i was from a muggle family?" I ask. Ron blushes slightly and glances at Harry. 

"Well.. You didnt say anything when Harry introduced himself" Harry looks away out the window, clearly embarrassed. Ron opens his mouth as if he was about the explain why Harry Potter was the most important figure of our generation (or so im guessing) but i cut him off.

"Well i do know about that actually, i just thought it'd be rude if i pointed that out the first time i saw him, especially since everyone is probably going to say it" Ron goes a darker shade of red. 

"And i didnt say anything cause i also thought itd be rude, but im from what you call a muggle family. Though i find the term-" Hermione begins as Harry cuts her off,

"So anyway-" Harry coughs, "what house do you want to be in? So far Id rather be in any but Slytherin" I shift my feet uncomfortably. 

"Im probably going to be put into Gryffindor like the rest of my family" Ron states proudly. 

"Gryffindor definitely seems like the best house, oh but i'd love to be sorted into Ravenclaw" Hermione sighs, torn between the two houses. 

I withhold a nervous cough, i was absolutely dreading the sorting hat, and everything involved, but the famous Harry Potter was staring at my expectantly, and his new friends Ron and Hermione was as well, most definitely waiting for something positive to come out of my mouth. 

"S-someone in my family was from Slytherin, and well... Id say i will be placed there as well" I avoid looking at them, knowing that they are probably looking at each other thinking Im going to turn out to be some sort of bully. 

"Well i dont really know much about the system, but just cause there are a few bad wizards in a house doesnt make you a bad wiz-witch!" Harry protests, and i snort.

"Did you just call me a wiz-witch?" i laugh. The tension in the room breaks as all four of us laugh.

"Anyhow, there are plenty of good wizards from Slytherin! They aren't known for being evil after all, their qualities are ambitious, goal orientated and confident! You aren't definitely going to be in slytherin but even if you are, that doesn't mean you're gonna turn out bad" Hermione insists.

"yeah they're also cunning, and evil" Ron mutters under his breath. We fall into awkward silence again, until Hermione spits out- 

"Well ill have you know that the great wizard Merlin was in Slytherin and he was amazing-" Hermione begins a full story of how great of a wizard he was, and i found myself smiling at her. I could definitely get used to this girl.

"-Well anyway, even if you get sorted into the sorting hat, Im not gonna treat you like you're evil" Hermione glares at Ron, smiling back at me.

"Me too" Harry adds, nudging Ron hard in the ribs, who mutters under his breath 'sure'. Ignoring Ron, i smile at both Hermione and Harry,

"I promise if im evil, ill still want to be friends with you guys" I giggle.

"Good enough for me then" Ron shrugs, and we all burst out laughing again.

I hope i can fulfil that promise. That i won't turn out like my father. I dont know why im being sent to Hogwarts, but i doubt it means anything good to my new 'friend' Harry Potter.