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Description: Harry and Zeke, are the Potter Twins. Everyone believes that Zeke is the Boy Who Lived; Harry is living in the shadows of his famous brother. Friendships will form in the most unlikely way; and the true heroes are the least expected ones.. wrong BWL cliché.
Everyone in the Magical World knew the story; how could they not their parents reminded them for the past ten years how grateful they should be for it. The story typically went like this: You know who was a Dark Wizard and tried to kill the two potter twins, One of them caused Accidental Magic and is now the Boy Who Lived.
Some people added extra details, some completely changed the story. Their only real evidence to what happened came from Albus Dumbledore, who admitted he himself, wasn't exactly sure what had happened. The only ones present couldn't give the account; The Potter Twins were only a year old and No One's heard from Voldemort in almost ten years.
It has been ten years since, as many, many wizard families had told their now heading off to Hogwarts children. The first years were buzzing around trying to figure out how to get on to the platform. The ones returning were searching for their friends.
It was also Joe Racker's first day at working at King's Cross Station. His job was to help bystanders find their platforms.
He stood there in the station. The first person to walk up to him was a little girl, around ten or eleven, with silky blonde hair. In one hand she held her suitcase and in the other she was holding up a caged owl.
"Excuse me sir?" She asked. Joe gave her a smile anyway. "Can You show me where Platform 9 ¾ is ?"
Joe's smile fell. "I'm, there is not platform 9 3/4" The little girl blinked her eyes. She laid down her suitcase and reached into her pocket. She glanced over some paper, looked around the station, and then left.
Two minutes later, a boy, also around eleven, walked up to him. The boy held a suitcase in one hand as well, but in the other he was snuggled up to a fuzzy black cat.
"Excuse me, Sir? But can you tell me where Platform 9 ¾ is?" The boy asked.
"There is no such thing" Joe told him. This happened Fifty-three mores times.
Joe was about to lose his mind. An eleven year old boy with raven hair came up to him. The boy had a lightning bolt scar on his forehead.
"Can you tell me where platform nine ¾ is?" The boy asked.
"That is it! You are the Fifty-Fourth kid who has asked me that today!" Joe screamed "I don't know what kind of sick joke this is all you little brats are trying to pull, but I have had it!" With that he stomped away.
Soon after he pondered for a second that there may have well been a platform nine ¾ and since he screamed at a little child, he was now going to get fired.
Hermione Granger stopped short from asking the guy how to get on to her platform. Suddenly, she felt asking him would only provoke more anger out of him. She looked up at her parents who too were shocked at the guy's actions.
"Sweetheart, are you sure it says platform 9 3/4?" Her father asked. Hermione nodded her head.
She stretched her head to glance over at Platform nine and saw a girl around thirteen run into the wall between Platform nine and ten.
"I think I just solved our predicament" Hermione told her parents.
Ron Weasley trudged behind his many brothers and little sister. His mother conducted them.
She looked around the station. "Every year packed with muggles. This way to the Platform 9 ¾" She called out to them, mainly to Ron who was dazing off and almost colliding into a train.
They stopped in the middle between platforms nine and ten.
"Alright, Percy" Molly Weasley "You go first" After Percy, She called for Fred to go.
"But He's not Fred, I am" One of the twins shouted.
"Sorry, George" Molly Weasley told him.
"Only Joking, I am Fred" The boy said. The twins then disappeared through the wall.
Ron was getting ready when a boy came up to them.
"Excuse me" Harry asked.
"Hello dear" Molly Weasley told "First time at Hogwarts? Ron's new too" She gesture over at Ron. She told them both how to get on to the platform.
Ron stared off into space as Harry ran through the wall.
"Alright, Ron, you're turn" He heard his little sister say. Ron snapped out of his daze.
"What?" Ron asked. His mother gestured towards the wall. Ron grinned and ran through and onto the platform.
Ron searched around the station, trying to find the boy who his mother had helped. He found him boarding the train, and Ron followed him.
Harry glanced around the train. He was in search of his brother, Zeke Potter. It shouldn't be that hard to spot someone famous could it? Harry turned around and almost collided into Ron.
"Hi" Harry said to him. "You wouldn't happen to know a Zeke Potter, would you?"
"You mean The Boy Who Lived?" Ron asked.
Harry nodded. "Yep, He's my brother; I'm supposed to find him the minute I get on the train"
"I haven't seen him" Ron told him "Blimey, I didn't know the Boy Who Lived had a brother?"
The two boys felt the train take off. They moved into the first empty compartment they could find.
"How could they? Zeke's too famous" Harry said.
Ron shrugged his shoulders. "I wish I was that lucky. You only got the one brother to worry about. I've got five older brothers" Harry stopped listening half way through Ron's speech of his older brothers' accomplishments. His attention didn't really get caught again till Ron pulled a sleeping Rat out of his pocket.
"This is Scabbers by the way." Ron said. The compartment door slid open and in walked Zeke Potter.
Zeke sat down beside Harry. Zeke cast a glance at Ron. "Who's this?"
"Ron Weasley" Ron answered. Zeke looked more interested in the rat than what Ron's name was.
"He helped me get on the train" Harry told Zeke. Zeke nodded his head in understanding.
"We both better get in Gryffindor" Zeke muttered. "Do you know how shameful it would be to have the brother of the Chosen One put in hufflepuff" Harry shrunk down in his seat. He didn't know what Gryffindor, or Hufflepuff were just quite yet.
"What about you?" Zeke asked Ron.
"My brothers are all Gryffindor" Ron answered "but I guess Hufflepuff wouldn't be so bad, not compared to being put in Slytherin"
"I would leave Hogwarts If I got sorted into that house" Zeke said.
"What's wrong with Slytherin?" Harry asked.
"That's the house You-know- who was in" Ron explained.
"Voldmort" Harry said.
Zeke stiffened while Ron gasped. "Harry" Zeke said "We don't say the name"
"Sorry" Harry muttered "I'm not trying to be brave or anything I just…"
"Well, you know now" Zeke stated.
Hermione Granger was sitting in her loud compartment. She was trying to read Hogwarts, A History for the tenth time. The people in her compartment were behaving like monkeys. She flipped the page in her book when a shriek came from down the hall. The compartment door slid open and in walked a boy with big ears and buck teeth.
"My toad, Trevor! He's missing" The boy wailed.
"Want me to help look?" Hermione asked. The boy nodded his head and the two began searching for the toad.
"I'm Neville by the way" The boy said.
Hermione nodded her head. "Hermione" She told him. Neville went down one end of the train, while Hermione went down the other. Everywhere she went, other students were screaming and tackling each other.
She opened up the first compartment she came to and peeked inside.
Zeke, Harry, and Ron turned to see Hermione as she entered into their compartment.
"Has anyone seen a toad a boy named Neville's lost one" She said. All three of boys shook their head no.
Hermione's eyes widened. "Holy Cricket, You're Zeke Potter" She gasped. "And you're Harry Potter!"
"How do you know that I'm his.."
"I've read each and every one of our course books, and know them all by heart. I've also bought a few more for a little extra reading. One gives a brief bio on Zeke's family, mentioning that you were a Squib. I guess you're not considering that you too are heading off to Hogwarts. I was ever so thrilled yet surprised when I received my letter. I come from a muggle family, my parents are dentists. I was so excited that I thought I get a head start. I've only practiced a few simple spells myself, and they've all worked for" She said real fast "For example…"
She reached into her pocket and pulled out her wand. She aimed it at Harry's glasses. "Oculus Reparo" She said. Harry flinched. He then took off his glasses. They were fixed!
"I'm Hermione Granger" The girl told them. "And you are?" She asked the only person she knew nothing about.
"Ron Weasley" Ron said with his mouth full. He had taken a bite out of the snack his mother had packed him.
"Pleasure" Hermione said as she left the compartment.
Neville got on his hands and knees in search for Trevor. "Trevor! Where are you?" He called out a bit more, crawling down the aisle.
"Well look who it is," Neville heard an all to familiar voice. He looked up to see Draco Malfoy. Malfoy was flocked by his two cronies.
"If it isn't Longbottom" Draco sneered. "What are you doing on the floor? Lost that stupid slime ball you called a toad again?" Draco walked around Neville, leaving the boy in search of his toad.
Neville had secretly hoped the boy would've been sent to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts. It was one thing to get bullied every so often by Malfoy, but now it was going to be done on a daily basis. Neville shivered, and continued looking for Trevor.
The train stopped at Hogsmeade station. The first years were called over to Hagrid. They each got into boats and swayed over to the castle. They were ushered over to a staircase.
"Welcome to Hogwarts" Said Professor McGonagall. She explained to them the rules of Hogwarts, and how they were soon to be sorted into one of four houses: Ravenclaw, Slytherin, Gryffindor and HufflePuff"
The doors opened and the bustling first years entered into the Great Hall. One by one they were called to sit on the stool and have the sorting hat placed upon their heads. ..
Hermione Granger nervously awaited her turn to be sorted. She was finally called up after Seamus Finnegan.
She sat down on the stool, as the hat debated where to put her.
"Ravenclaw!" The hat shouted at once. The students sitting at the Ravenclaw table cheered and shouted.
A few more students were called between Granger and Longbottom. Neville plopped himself down on the stool while jiggling Trevor in his hands.
The Hat too waited awhile before announcing "Hufflepuff!" Neville almost fell off the stool, racing to get to his table.
Harry stood there beside Zeke, watching his fellow classmates get sorted into their houses. Harry didn't know what to think of them. Professor McGonagall finally called out his name.
Harry edged up to the stool, his knees wobbling. He sat down on the stool. The hat took forever, deciding where to put him. It was roughly debating between Slytherin or Gryffindor.
"Slytherin!" The hat exclaimed. Harry jumped off the stool, only to be met with a glare from Zeke.
Zeke's turn had silenced the whole school. Of Course, Everyone would want to know where The Boy Who Lived would end up. The hat didn't take a second in deciding "Ravenclaw!"
Zeke looked a bit upset with himself for a moment, but soon found himself making his way over to the Ravenclaw table.
More and more students were sorted till there were only two left to be sorted; Ronald Weasley and Blaise Zambini.
Ron tripped on his way over to the stool, with tons of laughter from his classmates following after. He sat down on top of the stool.
"Gryffindor!" The hat shouted within a second of being placed on his head. Ron sighed with relief and ran towards the Gryffindor Table, tripping once again on his way over. Blaise was put in Slytherin.
The Feast Began. ….
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