Chapter One: Hogwarts Express

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Awe.
That's what I felt when Hagrid took Harry and I to Diagon Alley. It was such a bustling place, filled with people from so many different backgrounds.

Granted, the trip was filled with people gushing over my brother, and per usual, ignoring my existence in general. So I've tried to block that memory from my mind.

Now, it was September 1, 1991. Harry and I had a bit of trouble getting to Platform 9 3/4, due to the fact that we were both still learning how things worked in the Wizarding World. However, we met a lovely woman who told us how to get the platform. Run straight at a wall. Because that's definitely something that everyone would be able to guess.

Now, we were currently sitting in a compartment with a ginger haired boy named Ron Weasley. Quite an interesting name, if you ask me. Not to mention his disgusting pet rat, Scabbers.

Harry's owl, Hedwig, was rustling her feathers while perched in her cage. She was a beautiful snowy owl, and she was incredibly sweet. It might have just been my imagination, but I swear Hedwig looked like she was ready to eat Scabbers any minute.

Personally, I find rats disgusting. Scabbers is no exception. He spent half the train ride squeaking, and when Ron asked me to hold him, he bit my finger. He bit my finger.

About 20 minutes into the train ride, an elderly lady came by with a cart of sweets and assorted snacks. Harry spent a load of money that we had acquired from Gringotts on sweets. Sweets.

I thought he was being foolish to spend his money on something as useless as that. It's not like I didn't buy anything, but I wanted to save my money for something more important.

About halfway through the journey, a girl with bushy brown hair opened the compartment door. "Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville has lost one," was literally the first thing she said.

Ron looked at her like she was crazy when he responded with a 'no'. Ron had been telling us about a spell he knew to turn Scabbers yellow, and was about to show us when the girl showed up.

He had his wand out, and I'm guessing the girl is just really observant because she said, " Are you doing magic? Let's see then."
Ron cleared his through and waved his wand saying, "Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!"

A small light protruded from his wand, hit Scabbers, and did absolutely nothing.
I giggled while the bushy-haired girl took to questioning Ron. "Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good is it?," she said.

Ron looked offended that she had questioned his ability to perform the spell, and rolled his eyes at her. She took it upon herself to seat herself next to Ron, and to further prove herself better. "I've only tried a few simple spells myself, but they've all worked for me," she said. It seemed as if she was trying to make Ron feel better, but I don't think it was working.

She pulled out her wand, pointed it at Harry's glasses, and spoke, "Oculus Reparo."  In an instant, the tape holding his glasses together vanished, and in its place was a gold band across the bridge of his nose, holding the lenses together.

Apparently she just figured out who Harry was, because she started speaking again. "Holy crickets! You're Harry Potter," she exclaimed before continuing, "I'm Hermione Granger."

She turned to look at the ginger-haired boy next to her and said, "And you are?"
He had his mouth full of food, so his response was a bit garbled, " Um, Ron Weasley."

The look of disgust on her face was as clear as crystal as she spoke again. "Pleasure."
She turned to me with a puzzled look on her face, not seeming to know who I was. I took this as a great time to introduce myself.

"I'm Y/N. Y/N Potter."
She glanced at Harry and said, "I didn't know you had a sister." Harry shrugged, seeing as we had gotten used to people only knowing Harry's name. He was famous.

I spoke up in a somber tone before Hermione could say anything else, "Not many people do." I was used to being overlooked, as it was an often occurrence. I was only ever acknowledged by Aunt Petunia, and frankly, that doesn't amount to much.

Hermione looked around awkwardly before standing and speaking in a motherly sort of tone, "You three best change into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon." Then she left. But not before telling Ron he had dirt on his nose, which I found slightly funny. All in all, that was an interesting way to meet a new person...





I'm sorry if that was short, but I didn't really have any idea how to spread out that scene very much. I know that's not how it really happened, but Harry didn't have a sister in the series either. If you spotted any mistakes while reading, please let me know! xx

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