Harry was slightly depressed. Before school ended last year, he had failed to capture 1 Peter Pettigrew. He failed to bring the evidence required to give his Godfather a proper trial. He even got sent back to the Dursleys. But on the bright side, he was headed back to Hogwarts, the school of witchcraft and wizardry. So far Harry was the only one in his compartment. Harry was wondering why there where so few people on the train at the moment, when he remembered that Vernon had decided that waiting 2 hours till people would show up for the train was wasting to much time.
Suddenly the door opened, making Harry jump. "Sorry," came a voice with a bit of a Russian accent. Harry looked at the teen before him. He was tall, about 5' 8". (Sorry but I do not want to change that to the other system). Strangely enough he had dark skin tone, for someone from Russia, as he presumed. He wore leather boots, a lynx skin jacket with a fishnet mesh shirt underneath it. On his side, he had a deer skin satchel. Harry also thought he saw a fang hanging out of his mouth. "Do you mind if zi sit here?" He asked Harry. "Sure mate, go ahead." Harry replied. "You don't mind if a few others join us later do you?" He asked the strange guy. The teen just nodded his head in acceptance.
"I'm Harry by the way, Harry Potter." Harry sad as he introduced himself. "Sven, Sven Volfvin." Sven replied. "Are you a werewolf?" Harry asked. "No, but like you I am not pureblood. I am half-blood. And not of two humans." He told Harry. "Really, sorry if I offended you, your last name sounds like a werewolf's, I know one and he said that they tend to change their names to a more animalistic name." Harry said trying to apologies. "Is okay, I am sorry if I offend you, my English is not vedy good. But you are right, Verevolfs do like a more animalistic name, but my name is my clan name, not just family." Sven told Harry. "I am half Human, half volf. In Siberia, there is last clan of the Shadow Volfs. They have Human and volf form, so they change to fit the purpose." Sven explained. "I am Son of Vain Volfvin, chief of clan." He said happily. "But I am youngest of 4, two brothers and vone sister. I am only one that is Half breed." Sven continued. Harry was on the edge of his seat listening to the Halfling's tale. "So my parent's sent me here, to learn human magic." Said Sven as he finished his tale.
"But how does your mum stay with the tribe, Siberia must get awful cold, even if you are a witch." Harry asked. "We have ability like verevolfs, to turn humans into shadow volf. Only difference is said human must give permission for it to vork." As Sven was explaining, people started to arrive and get into the compartments. "Harry!" Came a voice as it opened the compartment and jumped on the famous teen. "Hello Hermione, would you mind getting off? I was having a conversation." Harry said to the bushy haired girl. "Hello, I've never seen you at school before? What's your name." She asked the Halfling. "Sven Volfvin." He replied. "Are you a werewolf?" She asked, rather rudely. Sven just sighed. "Vould you mind explain Harry, I von't to vork on my English before we get to Hogvorts." Sven said as he pulled out an English Dictionary. "Um Sven, that's an English dictionary. Shouldn't you be reading a book on translation?" Hermione asked. Harry had guessed that Sven mainly spoke the language of wolfs.
"Hey guys how was your summer?" Came the voice of a redhead as he opened the door. "Who are you mate?" Asked the redhead. "Sven Wolfwin," Harry replied, guessing that Sven didn't like to have to repeat himself so much. "Okay, but what's he doing in our compartment?" Ron asked. "It's not your compartment. It is a compartment that you decided to sit in." Sven replied a bit pissed at the redhead. "Anyway, so Sven, what year will you be in?" Harry asked trying to lighten the mood. "4th, I had tutor to teach me up till now." He told the group. "Well that's our year too." Harry said.
The group continued to have small chats here and there on the way to Hogwarts. There was about half an hour left before a certain blonde with a huge god complex decided to show up. "Well look what we have here boys, it's Potty, the Mud blood, and the dirt poor Blood traitor." Said Malfoy to Crab and Goyle. Then he noticed Sven. "And who are you?" He asked. "Sven Volfvin, foreign exchange student." He told Malfoy. "The name's Draco Malfoy, I wouldn't suggest hanging around this lot, they are weak and troublesome people." Malfoy explained. "I vill make my own decision about who to trust, but thank you for varning." Sven said to Malfoy. the blonde wasn't quiet sure what to make of Sven, so he just ignored him and went back to harassing the rest of the compartment.
Soon Malfoy had gotten bored and left with his meatba- I mean Crab and Goyle. after about ten minutes, there was an announcement, telling them to change into their robes. When the guys where changing, they noticed that Sven had a tattoo on his shoulder. "What's that?" Ron asked pointing to the tattoo. "Symbol for clan." Sven only giving them that as an answer. They all sat back down waiting for the train to arrive. "You all have red gold ties, vhy is this?" Sven asked. "Oh right, you don't know about the sorting. Well, when everyone arrives in first year, they get sorted into a house based on your qualities. We are in Gryffindor, the house of Courage and determination. Then there are 3 other houses, Hufflepuff for everyone that is extremely loyal, Ravenclaw for those of intellect and brains, And Slytherin for those that are cunning and ambitious." Harry explained. NOW ENTERING, HOGSMEAD STATION! came the voice from the intercom. "Welp I hope you can join us Sven, see ya." And with that, the three friends left him.
Welp welcome to my new story everybody. Hope ya like and there is not much for me to say at this point except for... MAMUSHCA, MAMUSHCA, and a HAY AND A HAY AND A HAYYYYY! MAMUCHA!