Harry Potter. OC Insert

First Days of Hogwarts

TJ woke up early in the morning too excited to start his first day at Hogwarts. He eagerly got up and got dressed in his robes and went down into the common room he looked out of the window to see his first sunrise at Hogwarts and admiring it for so long he failed to notice someone walk up to him, but he was lost in his own world it was as if he was the only one in the world watching as the sun rises.

AN:(For all of you. Yes I'm a sunrise person).

The person finally got his attention, and to TJ's surprise it was Hermione. He looked at her as the early sunlight shined in the room on her giving her a glow. He was stunned, and taken back to see her. He finally came out of his daze after what seemed like forever.

TJ:
Morning Hermione.

Hermione:
Morning TJ. What are you doing up this early? I've been trying to get your attention for ages.

TJ:
Sorry, I like to wake up and watch the sunrise.

Hermione:
Why it's just a sunrise.

She gave him a weird smile.

TJ:
Well it appears that you have never really watched a sunrise. Have you?

Hermione:
No I haven't.

TJ:
Well it's one of the most amazing things, I used to wake up early with my grandparents all the time. Especially winter mornings, you wake up in your pjs grab a blanket and a cup of Coco, tea, or Coffee, dealers choice. You sit on the porch and watch as nature is waking up for the day, you hear the Owls hooing, you watch as the sun starts to rise. You see the yellow paint the sky as it clashes with the blue sky, it's almost as if you were staring at a painting that was made for you. You feel as if you're the only person in the world and it's quiet.

As Hermione is listening to him describe his experience with sunrises it sounded magical to her.

Hermione:
Well it seems that I'll have see this for myself.

TJ:
So it would seem, but it's almost time to start getting ready for breakfast.

Hermione was shocked to hear that and dashed to get her things, and the both of them headed towards the great hall for breakfast. Meanwhile whispers about Harry Potter attending Hogwarts were getting around, and continued to follow him the moment he left the dormitory.

Student:
Look did you see his face? Did you see his scar?

People would double back just to get a good look at him, and continuously followed him, and gawking at him.

As time progressed in school. Students continue to follow, gawk, and whispered. Harry wished they wouldn't, because he was trying to concentrate on finding his way to classes. There were a hundred and forty-two staircases throughout Hogwarts. Wide sweeping ones, narrow ones. Some that lead to somewhere on different days. Some were old and rickety. Some were vanishing staircases. Then there were doors you had to ask politely to open, or rub them a certain way, or tickled them in the exact spot. Some were just plain walls that just pretend to be doors. It also seemed very hard to remember where everything was because it all seemed to move. Sometimes the students would get turned around, and lost. Nearly Headless Nick was happy to help the Gryffindor house members to find their way around.

Even worse was the caretaker, Argus Filch. Harry and Ron managed to get on the wrong side of him on their very first morning. Filch found them trying to force their way through a door that unluckily turned out to be the entrance to the out-of-bounds corridor on the third floor. He wouldn’t believe they were lost, was sure they were trying to break into it on purpose, and was threatening to lock them in the dungeons when they were rescued by Professor Quirrell, who was passing.