The war between them

Chapter 3

"Y/N! Harry!" I awoke as soon as I heard the screams. I had forgotten Harry had stayed the night but he was still sleeping so I shook him and he woke up.

"Come on Harry we are gonna miss the train hurry up" I say rushing to grab my makeup. I turn around and he starts grabbing his clothes to change in the bathroom attached to my room. When I heard the bathroom door unlock I took the opportunity to get changed as well. Before I put my robes on I decided to wear a pink crop top matched with blue jeans and a brown belt. My morning was a bit of a patchy one with Harry coming out and me and him frantically searching for his robes.

"Where'd you place them last night?" I asked the worried looking boy.

"I could've sworn I hung it up in your wardrobe to keep it from wrinkling." Harry mentioned. I began looking in my wardrobe then I remembered I had a rotational wardrobe meaning I must have hit the button when I had grabbed today's outfit. I hit the button again and the black Hogwarts robe came whizzing around the corner. My wardrobe stopped and Harry grabbed his robe.

"Alright we have just enough time fore breakfast but then we have to go" I said as my empty stomach growled. I had decided to make me and Harry a bowl of cereal with the little time we had. As I looked in the kitchen I started to realize this would be the last time in the whole year I step foot in it. I began to have the memories of baking with my mother late at night she would always put the powdered sugar on my nose as I took some flour in my little hands and put it in her hair. I began crying and feared Harry would see.

"Are you alright?" Harry's voice sounded very concerned as he watched me cry.

"Yea I am I'm just going to miss it." I said knowing I was going to see the kitchen again someday. I touched the black quartz counters one last time and started to pack up. Harry followed me out the one person doorway. My mother drove us to the train station and came inside the large train station with us. We had reached the place between platforms 9 and 10 that I had watched my older siblings go through every year since they started at Hogwarts but I was still super worried that I would run into the wall and not make it through. That's when we saw Mrs. Weasley the mother of the twins who had been pranksters as kids. I had only met them through my siblings but I had little knowledge that Mrs. Weasley had another son about my age. Mrs. Weasley had helped us go through and after we had said our goodbyes to my mother we boarded the train.

"Next stop: hogwarts!" I whispered to Harry in excitement. We had quickly found an empty cabin that looked as if for now we would be the only ones sharing it. That was until the smaller Weasley boy came in asking if he could join us. We both agreed and Harry moved over for him to join us.

"I'm Ron by the way, Ron Weasley." The small boy who now had a name pronounced. I looked at Harry to see who was introducing ourselves before the other. Harry gave me a small nod as if to signal he was going to start.

"I'm Harry, Harry Potter." Harry said. Ron looked at him as if he saw a gigantic spider but then remembered I was there and looked at me anxiously waiting for me to introduce myself.

"I'm y/n Raiden." Ron looked as if he were looking at two ghosts. His eyes wide with amazement. He possibly looked at us this way because me and Harry were the two most famous wizards attending hogwarts in our year. Ron looked as if he had a question for both of us to prove us as who we are.

"Do you actually have the- you know- scar?" He asked looking at Harry. I looked over at Harry already knowing the answer. Harry confirmed that he did and lifted up his dark brown hair to reveal the lightning bolt scar. Our train ride was becoming shorter by the minute and we were almost there when a girl with fluffy brunette hair came into our cabin looking for a toad.

"Holy cricket your Harry Potter!" She exclaimed. "I'm Hermione Granger. And you are?" She asked rudely glancing in the direction Ron and I was in. She seemed like she was rich so I expected her to be rude.

"I'm Ronald Weasley and this is Y/N Raiden" Ron said back to Hermione. Hermione looked at me and started to recognize me. She started to feel bad for being so rude and apologized and asked to sit with us. We had automatically agreed. Our train ride was coming to an end and my new found friends were going their separate ways to separate boats that takes us to Hogwarts. We finally reached the castle and I found Malfoy right away. His normally loose blonde hair was slicked back today. Knowing his father he wanted the family name to be represented as very rich and powerful. Draco is the only Malfoy heir meaning that him becoming a wizard was crucial for him. If Draco wasn't a wizard his parents would be very disappointed.

"Draco!" I called out to him. He seemed to be distracted by a very familiar boy. As I started to walk towards him I began to hear the conversation.

"Think my names funny do you? No need to ask yours! Red hair and a hand me down robe you must be a Weasley!" I could hear Draco snarling while I was pushing to he large crowd.

"Draco Malfoy leave them alone!" I screamed and he looked up at me with instant regret. I could hear people whispering about Harry and I. I grabbed Draco's scrawny arm and dragged him away from the two boys before anymore trouble could be made.

"Hello students welcome to Hogwarts before you takes seats you must get sorted into one of the houses." Mcgonnagal said getting our attention. I already knew all four houses. Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, and Gryffindor. So far all my siblings were placed in different houses. Cassie was a Ravenclaw, Jayden was a Hufflepuff, and Julian was a Gryffindor. I already knew the house Draco hoped to be, Slytherin. I had secretly wanted to be part of Slytherin too but I didn't tell anybody. As the sorting ceremony started I began to get worried because if I didn't get Slytherin my parents would want me to be a Ravenclaw.

"Draco Malfoy" Mcgonnagal called out and he walked up. Draco was standing right in front of me so I knew I was next. The hat hovered inches above his platinum blonde hair when it shouted 'Slytherin'. I started to sweat as I waited for my name to be called.