Here is a beginning of a series. Oh and I know they are older in here than the book but I didn't want to have to make them 11 years old because I don't want to make 11 year old's kissing. Sorry it is just my preference not to have little kids kissing or making out sorry.
I don't own Harry Potter.
Today is my first day of High School, well it is my first day at this High School. I was always the odd ball in middle school and my freshman year at my other school, I just never really fit in. Me being an orphan and all. They also didn't want to hang out with a kid that had a cousin that would beat you up if you talked to me. This year is going to be different because I am going to a boarding school. I don't have to see my abusive Aunt and Uncle for a whole school year. I can't forget that my cousin Dudley will be going to a school that Uncle Vernon went to when he was our age. I finally got Uncle Vernon to let me use the money my parents left me for a boarding school, even though it is a cheaper one. I guess he thought me being out of the house would be beneficial to him.
I am on my way to the boarding school now. I had to take the train because my Uncle didn't want to take me. When I got on the train I put my trunk away and sat down. A few minutes past of me just looking out the window when I heard a knock on the door to my compartment. I looked up and saw a red haired boy standing in the doorway he was about my age. "Can I sit with you there isn't any more empty seating." He asked kindly. "Yeah sure you can."I said nonchalantly. He came in and sat across from my after putting his trunk away. I looked back out the window until I heard him say rather loudly "Your Harry Potter, aren't you the one who put that murderer/gang leader in jail!?" I look at him with a sad look. "Yes that would be me." I look away and watch the landscape rush across the window.
I remember that night just like it was yesterday... I remember my mother screaming to take her instead of me, my dad had already been shot to death. I ran to the kitchen and grabbed a knife when I came back I saw my mother crumple to the ground, blood pooling everywhere. The man turned and looked at me his face hidden by the shadows of his hood, I throw the knife as hard as I good. It sunk deep into his shoulder blood soaking his jacket. I ran as fast as I could to the phone I called 911. When they came I was sitting in my closet holding the phone, crying. Not sobbing but it was like silent water falls running down my cheek.
I was 7, I am now I am 16. I have been training how to protect myself and the people I care about since I was 13. My aunt and uncle don't know about me training after school they just think I am doing some sort of after school activity, if they really knew what I was doing with the money my parents left me they would not even let me go to school.
"I am sorry, I didn't want to make you upset." I heard the red head boy say quietly. I looked over at him and faked a smile. "Now that you know my name you have to tell me yours." He looks at me and says "My name is Ron, Ron Weasley." I say "Well Ron, where are you going to?" he says "Hogwarts Academy, you?" I could feel my spirits rising he would be in my grade. "I am going-" I was interrupted by a knock on the door to our comportment, I looked up to see a girl that looked to be my age. She had bushy brown hair and was holding a book in her hands. "Have you seen my friend, Neville's, toad?" She asked with a bossy tone. Ron said sharply "Why would he have a toad?" I looked at him he was a scowling, I looked back at the girl she was about to retort but she saw me. "YOUR HARRY POTTER!" I wince with pain from how loud/high her shriek was. "Yes that is me, Yipee." I say dispirited. She comes and sits down next to Ron. "Is it true that you sunk the knife 3 inches into his shoulder?" she asked not getting the hint from Harry's tone. "It was 3 and a third inches deep, guess I was lucky to have a dad who taught me at age 6 how to throw a knife." I said dishearteningly. She must have noticed my tone and got up and walked to the doorway. "What is your name?" she asked Ron. He looked like he didn't want to tell her but he said "Ron." The girl looked at us both and said "Well, my name is Hermione." Sh- Hermione walked out of our compartment.
After a few minutes of silence I asked "Do you have any family?" He looked at me and burst out laughing. When he stopped he said "Have family, I have a hell of a family 5 older brothers and a little sister who is a freshman this year." I smile thinking about how much fun it would be to have a family that cares about you. "By the way I am going to Hogwarts Academy too." I say. I look at him and smile. "Is your sister hot?" I ask jokingly. "Hey!" I start laughing and he realized that I was joking and joins me. When we were done laughing I ask "Have you gone to this school before?" He smiles "Yes, and it is the best."
When the trained stopped, me heart stopped.
I will try to make my next chapter longer. Sorry