Arriving at Hogwarts

Hermione arrived at platform nine and three quarters alone again, her parents had dropped her off far enough away from kings cross station to not be considered related to people like her. They didn't even pretend to be okay with her "special talent" although they seemed happy enough to pack her off to school only to be seen at summer. She weaved through dozens of people to find a carriage door and dragged her huge trunk into the train; it bumped the step of the train.

"Owww, watch where you're going with that trunk!" said an angry boy behind

"Um sorry, but it's rather big and it must have knocked you, sorry again" she stuttered

"Yeah well, we'll just get out of my way okay" said the boy pushing past her and storming away

Hermione was used to people acting like this towards her but she expected Hogwarts to be different, after all these people were just like her weren't they? Perhaps not.

As she walked down the aisle she finally found an empty carriage, got out a book and put her trunk up. She had barely got to the second page when the door opened and the boy from before entered and shut the door quickly and sat down not saying a word. He opened his trunk and pulled out a cloak which he then put around him, the cloak was worn and considering this boy was dressed quite expensively it looked pretty ridiculous.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" he said before getting up and moving to another seat and then another "Hang on can you see me?"

"Well yes your right there obviously?" she said confused by why he would think she wouldn't be able to see him

"Strange. Potter by the way, Harry Potter but you obviously know that" he said still under the cloak

"Hermione Granger, did you know my name? I didn't know who you are" she said

"What why would I know your name and you not know mine? Are you mental? I'm Harry Potter, you know the boy who defeated the darkest wizard of all time" he said staring at Hermione "You genuinely don't know who I am"

Hermione shook her head she had no idea who this boy was or why there were people screaming Harry Potter's on the train and running around the train. Harry was now bored with her and texting o n his phone which Hermione found a bit rude and suddenly announced he was leaving. What the hell just happened? Hermione thought as she watched the boy leave with the cloak still covering him, maybe he was just mad?

Harry picked up his trunk and left the carriage, what a strange girl, everyone knew how he defeated Lord Voldermort as a baby and saved his parents from death, every man, women and child in the wizarding world celebrated that night. Ever since he could remember people would shower him in gifts and tell him how brave he was and how his was a hero, he parents used to think that he would grow up to be arrogant but Harry wasn't arrogant, Harry was better than everybody else in every way possible.

He already had a little ginger haired sidekick and girl begging to see him, Harry was overjoyed eleven years of age and girls were already throwing themselves at him. Result. In all fairness it was mainly because he defeated Voldermort but still he was a sex God in his own right or so he thought. Meanwhile amidst all his adoring fans a bushy haired girl was sitting all alone wondering what the big deal was about this arrogant idiot.

The train slowly came to a halt and Harry took of his cloak and stepped outside the carriage and onto the platform, it was raining and people were rushing into the boats. He was with Ron who was paddling twice as fast in order to make up for Harry to just sit there, he looked back to see Hermione on her own struggling to paddle. He faced forward feeling a bit guilt that he wasn't doing anything whilst she and ron were working extra hard and then he saw the castle.