Looks Can Be Deceiving
Disclaimer: I do not own the world of Harry Potter. J.K Rowling, the most brilliant person ever does. I do however own Evan, he's mine I tell you all mine. I don't own the title either. So ha!
A/N: this is set in Harry's fifth year.
Chapter 1
"Look at all those mudbloods." Evan said under his breath. "You would think that they have enough sense not to draw attention to themselves." He said, as a family walked around asking every guard they saw where platform 9 ¾ was.
The boy, whom he assumed was a first year, was already dressed in his robes and receiving strange looks from the people around him.
"I can't believe I'm doing this." He mumbled as he walked over to the family.
"Excuse Me, he said to a large woman he assumed was the mother. " but I think I can help you." He said as he walked the woman and her family over to the platform.
"Oh my goodness, thank you so much young man." The woman said in an extremely relieved voice.
"It's right here, you just walk right into that wall and don't stop until you get to the other side." Evan said.
Once he had done his good deed for the day he got on the Hogwart's Express and went in search of an empty compartment. He was unsuccessful in his search, but did find the compartment that Harry, Ron, and Hermione were in.
"Excuse me but would you mind if I sat in here with you, there doesn't seem to be and empty compartment on this whole train." Evan said.
"Sure, we don't mind sharing." Hermione said to the tall boy with spiky brown hair and ice blue eyes standing in front of her. "You can put your trunk over there and by the way I'm Hermione." "This is Ron" and "this is Harry," she said as she pointed to the two boys next to her playing Wizard's Chess.
"Hi" my name is Evan Baltizar," he said to the three people in front of him.
"What year are you in?" Hermione asked curiously, "The three of us are in our fifth." She said.
"I'm in my fifth year too, I transferred here from Durmstrang because my family moved to London." He said. "I've heard a lot about the houses, which one do you think is the best?"
"Gryffindor" All three said at the same time." "All three of us are in Gryffindor." Harry said. "If you don't get in there then I recommend Ravenclaw."
"I hope you're not put in Slytherin." Ron said. "They are all just a bunch of stuck up backstabbing rats. Hufflepuff wouldn't be my first choice either but it's better than Slytherin, anything is. He said.
"I hope I get into Gryffindor with all of you then." Said Evan.
The rest of the train ride was uneventful, except of course for a visit from Draco, Crabbe and Goyle.
"Oh look at this." Draco said. "Potty, Weasel and Granger have made a new friend." Draco said in a sarcastic tone. "If you know what's good for you then you won't hang around with these losers." He said to Evan. "There are certain people who can help your reputation and these are not them." Draco said again.
"Watch what your saying Draco." Said Ron while he and Harry were making fists and so were Crabbe and Goyle.
"Thanks for your advice." Evan said. "But I think that I can choose my own friends."
"Suit Yourself" Draco said. "I'd just watch your back from now on."
The rest of the train ride was uneventful. The four of them talked about themselves, Quiditch, and when the cart of sweets came around everyone bought something, except Ron, who was blushing furiously and mumbling something about his mum making sandwiches. They all shared their sweets with him.
When the train finally reached the Hogsmeade station Evan felt very pleased with himself. He had completed his first assignment.
A/N: ooh I wonder what Evan's assignment was? If you want to know then you need to review. Just push that little purple button down there. I am hoping for at least 10 reviews. Flames not welcome they give no constructive criticism, just make you feel bad.