chapter 3

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After the Initial shock of finding out Harry and I have magical abilities and our Aunt and Uncle knew, it made sense. Hagrid (the man who told us) said that we would be heading to a great school for magic. Hagrid seems like a kind wizard/giant although he is very intimidating with his size.

Harry and I also found out the reason for our scars, see unlike harry mine scar is on my right wrist, it's a reason I always have sleeves on -also the fact that I have no choice seeing as they are all Dudley's old clothes.

Harry and I are trying to find platform 9 ¾ I think it may be magic because all the security think we are pulling a prank. Eventually we hear a woman saying something about 9 ¾ so we follow the family of red heads, Harry asks the woman and she says to run at the wall, I see a little girl holding onto the woman's hand, I smile and wave at her.

When on the train Harry and I find an empty compartment and we sit and talk for a while, then the youngest boy from the family of red heads asks to join due to compartments left we agree. He says his name is Ron Weasley.

"Harry Potter," Harry says without hesitation I whisper my name

"(Y/N) Potter," he's shocked by the names he asks to see our scars and we show him.

When the sweet trolley comes Ron says he's set and shows what I assume is a crumbled up sandwich, I politely decline seeing as I'm not used to eating much food, but Harry buys all the food on the trolley with the money he has. Later, in the trip while the boys are eating all the sweets, I go for a walk. I meet a girl with bushy hair called Hermione she seems like a show-off, but I like her. She tells me she had met my brother and Ron, she welcomed me to her compartment, and I agreed.

By the time we arrive at Hogwarts, Hermione had filled me in on so much, see had already read all the history of Hogwarts, she told me about the four houses: Slytherin, Gryffindor, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. Based on the traits she told me about they all seemed like good choices, so I don't really mind what house I get into. We get out of the train and see Hagrid again; I walk up and say hello. He then instructs us to get in a boat. When I see the castle, it looked so majestic and historic – which thanks to Hermione, I knew a lot of.

We were standing in the hall with a woman name Professor McGonagall she then started speaking:

"Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor. Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you're hear, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup."

Next thing I know, a boy leaps to McGonagall's feet as he yells "Trevor!" I then see he has a toad in his hands it must have gotten lose. With a now timid voice he apologises to the professor.

"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." The professor the walks in to through the doors. Then a Platinum blonde hair boy stepped forward and speaks up.

"It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry and (Y/N) Potter have come to Hogwarts." With this, students start whispering a mixture of mine and Harry's names. The boy then introduces "This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy... Draco Malfoy." At the mention of the name Ron snickers, Draco snaps his head towards Ron, "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley. Well, soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potters. Don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." He then extends his hand right in the middle of me and Harry obviously wanting to shake hands, but I refuse to, he reminds me of Dudley and I just want to slap away his privilege.

And thankfully Harry speaks before I can give him a piece of my mind. "I think we can tell who the wrong sort are for ourselves, thanks." I smirk knowing I would probably said some very impolite things had I have spoken. Draco glares obviously not being used to getting denied something. Then Professor McGonagall returns to the hallway and taps Draco's shoulder with a roll of paper. He backs down but continues to glare at both Harry and me.

'We're ready for you now. Follow me." Once she says that she swiftly turns and pushes the doors open to revel a beautifully set dinning room with four long table then a bigger one where what I assume are staff are sitting, I look at the ceiling and see the beautiful sky just as Hermione tells how it's a spell. We walk though the hall until we are in front of the adults.

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