Hermione told the boys and I to get our things ready. I could tell she was the responsible one, as I was merely forced to observe her and the boys the whole time. As I grabbed my bag, my stomach lurched. I luckily didn't show it; that would be embarrassing. I glanced out the window as the train came to a stop before Hogwarts' miniature train station. Ron, followed by Harry then Hermione and me, exited the train and continued over the 'moat', I guess you can say, in trolley cars on a bridge. I noticed that some students were traveling to the school in boats.
"Hermione, who are those students?"
"Oh, just first years."
I heard Harry say, 'I remember those days.'
"Uh, shouldn't I be down there?"
"No. I will lead you to where (I think) you should be."
The trolley stopped suddenly. Hermione's mood changed quickly. She grabbed my arm as if she saw a giant cake and wanted to share with no one but me and pulled me all the way to the school. She pulled me through the huge doors, a couple hallways, and some smaller doors. She swung me to her side in front of a desk with a plaque that said, Headmaster, Albus Dumbledore but every 30 seconds or so, the sign changed to a picture of him. I looked around the room, which was filled with many magical items. My eyes snapped back to the desk as a quiet conversation began with the headmaster and Hermione. By this time, (we had outran, surprisingly, the boys earlier) Harry and Ron had caught up with us. The headmaster seemed to see the boys without looking at them, as he said, "My, My, Potter, you dropped your glasses in the hallway in front of Nearly Headless Nick."
Potter? That's my last name...
"Clumsy boy. Yes, Granger?"
"Well, this is Renee," She gestured her hands out to me like, explain.
"Potter." I said.
"Well, looks like you've found you're brother!"
"My...WHAT?!?"
"Yes, your brother."
I glanced back at Harry, who was staring at his shoes like they were playing catch or something.
"Ya, I guess I didn't tell you."
