My queen

The Ally

Tom pov-
I remember going to the Hogwarts train my first time. The fumes, the people, everything disgusted me. I wanted to go home so bad. It was all so much it made me sick, but the look on my Harry's face made it all melt away. He was practically buzzing with excitement. His bright green eyes were a blaze with curiosity and wonder. I could stare at him all day.
The train however had other plans. The loud wistle blared out a high pitch squeel that made me want to grind my teeth and hide.
"Its time." Sev whispered to me as he pulled away from Harry, I sighed knowing I was going to hate the next part.
Harry, sencing my discomfort as always, squeezed my hand and pulled me down into a hug.
"You have everything under control." He whispered, kissing my cheek softley, "I have Dray, and Neville, Im going to be fine. Just...trust me?" He looked deeply into me. A gaze that held me against my will in honesty.
"Its not you I don't trust, it's everyone else." The damned train blew again prompting a stampede of children pushing themselves into the train for seats with friends.
He sighed and giggled, " I'm going to be fine. I love you." He whispered.
I gave him a quick kiss on the head and watched as he and the others boarded.
My heart raced as the train began to pull out. I almost felt sick, I was just about to upchuck before I spotted my Harry sitting and smiling at me as they pulled away. A calm reassureing smile. It made my panic fade and my strength roar.
Not even God can help you with the plagues coming your way fumbles.
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Harry pov-
The train was everything I had hoped for. Spacious, calming and comfortable. It was everything.
I leaned my head to the window and watched as all of the trees and spaces past by. It was bliss.
"Exuse me?"
Well almost
"Do you mind? Everywere else is full." A boy with bright red hair and fearful look on his face came, a Weasley. They had long worked for both sides of the war, each generation brought on a new belief.
'I'd best make this one the right one'
"Not at all." I smiled, the boy have a half smirk and came in cousiousley. Draco would have thrown a fit, but he was with Neville calming him down, while the twins were helping scope the place with Mike. My familiar curled comfortably around me. Out of sight but not out of mind.
"I'm Ron by the way." He chirped out, clearley trying to make conversation.
"Ron Weasley."
"I'm Harry. Harry Snape."
His eyes bugged out of his head and his mouth gaped.
"So..So it's true..I mean..your..your really-"
"Really what?" I cocked my head in confusion.
"Snapes son.." He whispered
"Oh!" I giggled and leaned out to show him my family crest on my chest.
"Wicked." He gasped
I smiled lightley, he was sweet. Easly intertained.
We stared at each other for a moment before a ding caught my attention.
A cart full of sweets and sandwiches came by being pushed by a sweet old lady who made my skin crawl.
"Anything from the trolley dears?" She asked in a raspy fake voice.
I sneered at her, I saw Ron out of the corner of my eye, looking sullen he said
"No thanks, I'm all set." He held up a bag of mushed sandwich, smiled at the women and looked to his lap not meeting my eyes.
He seemed embaressed, and hungry.
"We'll take the lot." I said throwing out a bundle of savings.
"Wow," I heard Ron mumble under his breath.
Treats distributed I watched as Ron, bless him, he was trying so hard to be civilized and polite when eating. I could tell however, that it had been awhile since the poor boy had sweets. Even his little rat was nibbling away at a candy.
"Bertie Botts every flavor beans, they mean every flavor. He shoved and Apple in his mouth, "theres
Chocolate and peppermint and there's also Spinach, liver, and trout."
I plopped a random pastery in my mouth.
"My brother, George, Swears he got a boogie flavored one once."
Ron went to knaw on a gummy string while I marvled at an actual chocolate frog box. Tom only let me have them when they had been opened and checked.
"Make sure you look at the card before you throw it out. Those are the most    Important. You'll never know wich famous witch or wizard you'll get."
I opened it excitedly, the frog jumped out at me and landed on the window.
"Watch it!" Ron called out. It was to late, the frog hopped out of the window and flew off the train.
"Aww, that's rotten luck. They've only got one good jump in them."
I peeked in the box and pulled out the card and my heart stood still:
Fake twinkling eyes, a forced sinister smile, and a large aura that screamed run.
"Oh! You got Dumbledore, I've got about six of him.
I looked down again and jumped when I reilized he was there.
Good riddance.
I spotted Ron's little rat friend nibbleing away in an empty box.
"This is Scabbers by the way, pathetic isent he."
"Only a little bit." I smiled,
"One of my brothers taught me a spell to turn him yellow. Do you want to see?"
"Yeah!"
How strong is his magic?
He cleared his throat, picked up his wand, and cleared his throat.
"Sun-"
Our door flew open reveling a short girl with bushy brown hair and big eyes.
"Has any one seen a toad?" She asked in a huff, Neville.
How do I ever leave him alone.
"No." Ron shrugged, the girl caught sight of his wand and her eyes lit up.
"Oh! Are you doing magic? Let's see then?"  She was snooty, not in a mean way, but a 'I must protect myself way'.
Interesting.
Ron cleared his throat again.
"Sun shine, daisy, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!" He flicked his wrist and I watched his wand flicked and spit out a weak flame.
He gave me a sad look, I shrugged my shoulders sympathetically.
"Are you sure that's a real spell?" She gave a breathy chuckle, "Well it's not very good is it?" Ron shot me a confused look and I shrugged again.
"Of course, I've only tried a few simple ones myself, but they've all worked for me." She pulled out her wand and plopped down in front of me.
"For example." She said in a breath.
"Oculus reparo." My pockets watch pulled itself out of the air, the chain melded back together and straightened up. The chain had needed to be replaced but we had been to busy to fix it.
"Thats better isn't it." I pulled it back to examine it. It was almost new. I gasped at the quick fix this girl made at such a young age.
Interesting.
Ron and I shared a look.
The girl let out a sudden gasp, "wholey Cricket, your Harry Snape? I'm Hermione Granger. And you are?" She gave Ron a concerned look.
"Um..Ron Weasley." He smaked out,
"Pleasure." She rolled her eyes, "You two better change into your robes. They said we'll be arriving soon." She stood elegantly and scurried of, but not before stopping at the door, turning to Ron and telling him he has dirt on his nose.
He scrubbed and she ran off at the sound of the train.
Interesting.
The both of them.