TW // Death, violence/fantasy violence, cursing
L'Manburg had...an interesting friendship.
It was very strong. They had gone through so much together and stayed close.
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Tommy was walking through the train, looking for an empty compartment to sit in alone.
He had grown up in a Pureblood family of six. There was him, his parents, and his three older brothers.
His oldest brother was named Phil. Phil was a Hufflepuff and...was good at everything. He excelled in school and had just graduated to become an Auror.
His second-oldest brother was named Techno, who also happened to be adopted. Techno was a Ravenclaw and...insane. He was the top of his class and could easily defeat someone in a fight—whether it be physically or dueling. He was in his fifth year.
And the second-youngest brother was named Wilbur. Wilbur was also a Ravenclaw. He was very creative—however, he was almost put into Slytherin because of his odd tendencies of bullying Tommy to get what he wanted.
Or bullying Tommy at all. Wilbur was in his fourth year.
Tommy was worried about what House he'd be put in. It'd obviously be Gryffindor, right?
His parents were both a Gryffindor and Hufflepuff. And they both had horrible experiences with Slytherins.
So as long as he didn't get into Slytherin he'd be fine. His family wouldn't hate him and he'd be in a good House.
He found an almost empty compartment near thhe back of the train—there was only one person in it. A boy who looked about his age, reading a book.
He slid the door open, causing the boy to look up from his book about...bees?
"Hello there," Tommy said awkwardly, "can I sit here? There's nowhere else to sit..."
"Oh, sure!" the boy replied happily, moving his suitcase off the seat. "My name's Tubbo, by the way."
"T-tommy," Tommy replied, a little nervous around meeting someone new.
The two had slowly started to talk on the train ride to Hogwarts. It was a long ride, after all.
When they got there, they were all herded out by a giant man, and were told to get into boats with four people.
Tubbo and Tommy got in a boat with two others. They both seemed to be boys their age.
"So, what's your names?" the boy with the odd hat on asked. "Mine's Fundy."
"Jack Manifold!" the other boy said proudly.
Tommy and Tubbo introduced themselves. The four talked while the boat rowed itself.
When they arrived at Hogwarts, it was...beautiful. Indescribable.
They were led inside and told to wait to be sorted.
While the rest of the first years stood there awkwardly, the group of four started a conversation going.
Tommy found out that Jack was a Muggleborn and Tubbo and Fundy were Half-Bloods.
They were then told to line up.
The boy behind Tommy whispered, "I'm so nervous about this..."
Tommy nodded. "Same," he whispered back, so he wouldn't be caught talking. "What's your name?"
"Eret. You?"
"Tommy. Nice to meet you, Eret."
Jack was called up. He sat with the Sorting Hat on his head for a good minute, until it finally called out, "Ravenclaw!"
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FanfictionLittle stories and possibly AUs about my story, Doomsday! Based off of the events in Dream SMP.