Chapter 3

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Professor Dumbledor started the feast (after a few worrying words) and everyone tucked in. Well, everyone apart from Sherlock. He had never eaten much at meals, so he had only taken a few chips. John, as per usual, frowned at him. He had always gotten annoyed at Sherlock for not eating enough, and whenever he could help it, he would force feed it down his mouth. Not literally. But still, he got annoyed. Just then, Hermione began to talk to him.

"Which lessons are you looking forwards to? Oh yeah, I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, we met on the boat." She smiled at Sherlock, and he knew she was a true ravenclaw. Only they would talk about work before introducing themselvees.

"Sherlock Holmes." He said in a low voice. "And I like the sound of potions the best. And-" He said again before the other girl, Annabeth could speak, "I know you're looking forwards to Astronomy. Possibly herbology too, or was that stain on your shirt from something else. I mean, only people who really care about herbology would be checking on dirigible plums before their first day at school."

She stared open mouthed at Sherlock, surprised at his knowledge and how he worked that out. "Astronomy? How did you get that?" John rolled his eyes at him, obviously tired of the way Sherlock introduced himself.

"Isn't it obvious? The rings around your eyes seems to let on that you've been staying up late. The fact that your right eye has a darker one that the left would point towards you pressing a telescope into it numerous times. I don't know about you, but someone who doesn't like astronomy doesn't do that. Of corse, your parents could be making you learn before Hogwarts, but the rings suggest that you don't sleep long enough in the mornings which would lead me to believe that you are doing it behind your parents back, which means that you must love the stars to do that, seeing as your parents obviously think the world of you."

Hermione stared at him. She began to say, "ho-" but was cut off by Sherlock once again.

"New clothes, new shoes (hardly necessary if you're wearing the same thing muggle schools do), new hair clips, your trunk coming off the train cost at least 15 galleons, had your name printed in gold on the top, something young children wouldn't have enough money to buy, the fact that you're in ravenclaw suggests that you get good grades (something all parents like), you've had your ears pierced, hair dyed, two things that normal people would be annoyed at, but you still wear the earings, suggesting that your parents don't mind, and for all of these facts to be coincidental, I think absurd. Your parents love you a lot."

"Sherlock" John moaned. His head was in his hands and he was slouching over his chair. "What did I tell you about trying to make friends? You don't deduce their life stories when you introduce yourself." Sherlock looked merely amused. Luckily, the feast ended and saved the four people for any more awkward situations. As they got up to leave for their dormitories, Sherlock whispered to John.

"You seemed ok with it!"

"Yes" John signed, exasperated, "But most normal people arn't" John looked over at Sherlock and shook his head.

"Whoops"

A/N

So, how's the story? If you notice any typos, don't hesitate to comment what I did wrong as I haven't edited these stories as of yet. So thanks for reading, it really makes me happy when I see how many reads I have!

Till next time

MH

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