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Chapter 1: The First Surprise
A boy of 11 walked into King's Cross Train Station. He was the wizarding world famous Harry Potter. At the age of one he became the first wizard known to have survived the killing curse. His parents died to save him. As Lord Voldemort, a.k.a. HE-WHO-MUST-NOT-BE-NAMED, raised his wand to kill Harry, his curse backfired upon himself. This whole ordeal left Harry with nothing more than a small lightening bolt shaped scar on his forehead. Just a month ago he was told by a half giant that he was a wizard.
With a look of pure nervousness on his face as he walked next to the monstrous Rubeus Hagrid, he accepted his ticked with a look of confusion on his face.
As he looked at his ticket he said," There must be some mistake. I've never heard of platform 9 and ¾." He turned to look at Hagrid but instead of seeing his enormous waist, he was looking at the barrier between platforms 9 and 10.
As he walked up to the barrier he saw an entire family of redheads, or they seemed like a family because they all looked alike. He heard the mother say, "They should have more people helping the first years get onto the platform. First Years of Hogwarts, if you need help, follow me. I don't know why they make us do this, with so many muggles around."
She looked around at the barrier and saw Harry standing there. She walked over to him and said, "Come here and we'll help you. You are a first year aren't you?" Harry replied, "Yes. How do I get onto the platform?"
The woman said, "You just walk straight into the barrier between platform's nine and ten. I suggest a running start. Don't be nervous."
Harry replied gratefully, "I'm Harry, Harry Potter. Thank you so much Mrs. …?"
The woman chuckled and said, "I'm Mrs. Weasley. It's a pleasure to meet you Harry, dear. My son Ron is also a first year. Now you both best be going now you don't want to be late."
"Thank you so much Mrs. Weasley."
"Of course dearie."
Harry and Ron Weasley both walked toward the barrier at a fast pace. As they both prepared for crash they knew would occur, it felt as if they passed though a sheet of cool water. They both emerged warm and dry on the other side. Instead of arriving on the other side of the barrier, they found themselves staring at the steaming scarlet engine of a train. On the side of the train were the words, HOGWARTS EXPRESS.
As Ron walked away, Harry looked at a sign and found himself amazed as he saw that it said platform 9 and ¾.
He walked toward the engine not knowing what to do with his luggage. A strange man with red hair walked up to him and said, "Here, let me help you with your bags. You get on the train." He thanked the man but got his robes out of his trunk before the man put his luggage on the train.
As he walked down the aisle passing all of the compartments on his way to the back of the train, every person in all of the compartments stared at him as he walked past. He stopped at one of the last compartments and found it to be empty. He walked in and sat down heavily on the seat right next to the window.
After a few long minutes of silence, he heard the compartment door open and a strange voice say, "All of the other compartments are full. Can I sit here?"
"Sure, I don't mind."
As the redheaded boy sat down opposite Harry he gasped and said rather loudly, "OH MY GOSH! YOU'RE HARRY POTTER!"
Harry said, "Yeah, I am."
He replied, "Do you really have the, you know…?" and he pointed to his fore-head and moved his hand in a zig-zag motion.
"Oh, yeah." said Harry and he flipped up his bangs, "And just asking, but, who are you?"
"Wow. I never knew if the story was true or not. I guess it is. I'm Ron Weasley, my mom helped you at the station. We walked through the barrier together. So what house do you want to be sorted into?"
"Nice to meet you. What houses are there?"
"Gryffindor, for the brave; Ravenclaw, for the smart; Hufflepuff, for the shy; and Slytherin, for those who are evil or end up being evil. I Hope to be in Gryffindor. Everyone in my family has been."
Harry said proudly, "I hope I'm in Gryffindor too. Then we could be best friends. Both my parents were in Gryffindor."
"That's cool. I can see the school. We should probably get our robes on."
"Okay."
As they got up to put their robes on their compartment door burst open revealing a bushy-haired girl and a sleek, blonde-haired boy with a very pale face. They seemed to be both first years.
The pale boy said, "Harry Potter, isn't it? I'm Draco Malfoy. I'm going to be in Slytherin house no doubt. You shouldn't be hanging out with this filth. Come with me and you can hang out with me and some others in our compartment."
"Thanks Malfoy, but I can choose my own friends. And I don't think that you'll be one of them. You can leave now."
As Malfoy stormed off muttering swear words under his breath, both Ron and Harry turned to the girl in the doorway.
"So," Harry asked, "who are you?"
The girl replied by saying, "Me, I'm Hermione Granger. You're Harry Potter, everyone knows that, but I don't seem to know you." turning to look at Ron.
Ron replied, "I'm Ron Weasley, pleased to meet you."
"Pleasure", said Hermione with a slight snobbish tone to her voice.
Harry said as Hermione turned to leave, "Would you like to join us Hermione?"
"Oh, yes. Just let me get my things. I'll be right back!"
As Harry and Ron both settled back into their seats and were just getting comfortable they remembered that they must get their robes on. They hurried into their robes and just as they finished the door slammed open. There stood a disheveled looking Hermione.
"WHAT HAPPENED?" Harry and Ron both screamed.
"I got trampled by a boy who has just lost his toad. His name was Neville Longbottom. I got his toad back though with a simple summoning charm."
Ron said with a surprised look on his face, "You can do a summoning charm?! That's fourth year material."
"Yes, I was looking through some spellbooks at Flourish and Blotts and I saw it, so I learned it. I'm rather good at magic."
Harry said quickly, "The train is stopping. We had best get a move on before the train starts going back to London with us still on it."
As they got off the train it started to rain. They all heard a booming voice saying, "First years over here to me."
Harry and Ron looked up and they saw the bearded face of Hagrid towering over them. Harry said over the rain and wind, "Hello Hagrid!"
"'ello Harry. We'll be going over in the boats."
The boat ride was chilly and wet. They arrived at the castle sopping wet. They walked up the great stairs into the entrance hall. They saw a very proud looking woman striding towards them wearing emerald green robes. She said to them all, "Welcome to Hogwarts. In a moment you will go into the door on my left and be sorted into one of the four houses. After that you will go to that houses table and sit with your new house. Your house will be like your family while you are here. Please follow me into the Great Hall." And she strode off at a brisk pace and the doors opened on their own.
They walked into a magnificent hall with four long tables side by side and one long table at the front of the room where many older witches and wizards sat and Harry guessed that they would be the teachers of the school.
The Witch in the emerald robes introduced herself as Professor McGonnagal and she stood in front of the long line of first years. She placed a stool and an old hat in front of the students next to her.
She called names one by one until Granger, Hermione was called. Hermione walked up and sat on the stool. The hat called out Gryffindor after a minute on her head. Hermione walked off proudly to the Gryffindor table. Names continued to be called out until Potter, Harry was called. Harry walked up nervously to the stool and sat down upon it. The hat was placed upon his head. At once it started to talk to him.
"You would do well in Slytherin." The hat said, but Harry retorted by saying, "but my only friends are in Gryffindor."
The hat and Harry were having a fierce conversation, and then, a clear, cold voice in his head that was not his own nor the hat's said, "Put me in Slytherin. It is my rightful place."
"Slytherin", the hat called out for all to hear. Every person in the hall was silent. You could have heard a wand drop. Then there were many gasps, but no other sounds. Harry slowly got up and looked for Ron in the midst of the remaining first years. He saw his face mixed with shock and revulsion.
As Harry slowly walked over to the Slytherin table, he saw the same look on their faces as the one on Ron's. He sat sown heavily on a bench away from his fellow Slytherins. The sorting was finished with Ron being sorted into Gryffindor.
A tall man with a long, gray beard and hair stood up and introduced himself as Professor Dumbledore, Headmaster of Hogwarts. He made a speech and wished everyone good night and he walked out of the Hall. With much scraping and grinding of wood benches on a stone floor, people stood up to go to bed too.
Harry raced in the crowd to find Ron. He found him and rushed up to him and said, "How did that happen?! I even told the hat I didn't want to be in Slytherin!"
Ron replied by saying scathingly, "Don't talk to me you evil Slytherin! And I thought that you'd be all right!" and he rushed off into the crowd.
Harry looked at his retreating backside and he suddenly realized, that this was going to be a long first year at Hogwarts. The one worry he had, more troublesome than his lack of friends, was that cold, clear voice that had spoken during his sorting. It was evil, haunting, and yet eerily familiar. Where had he heard it before?
So that's my first ever chapter. please review it
my favorite line is the ending line from Ron. It is just sooo like him!
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