"Come on Ron we're going to be late!" Harry shouted as they pushed their trolleys towards Platform 9 3/4.
"I'm coming!" Ron shouted trying to catch up with Harry, "I don't want Scabbers to fall."
Harry and Ron burst through the Platform as the clock struck 10:59. They rushed on the train and started to look for Hermione. Finally, they stopped at the car where Hermione was next to a man he had never seen before. Hermione looked up then smiled when she saw who was at the door.
"It's about time you two came, I thought the train was going to leave without you again," Hermione said referring to the incident last year, "Are you guys going to Hogsmeade? I've been told that they have butterbeer there. I can't wait to try it!"
Harry shifted uncomfortably in his seat remembering suddenly that Uncle Vernon hadn't signed his form.
"Is something wrong Harry?" Ron asked.
Harry shook his head and smiled but didn't talk for the rest of the train ride.
When they neared the school, the air started to chill around them. There was suddenly a feeling of sadness in the air. There was also a sense of fear, as if all hope had been drained from the world. Then, the source of the misery seemed to get closer and closer Harry finally saw the black shadow that was coming towards him. Suddenly, he heard people crying tans screaming as if all horrors had become one thing. Then everything went away and Harry saw the stranger standing with his wand ready.
"Dementfed," the man said then hand inimitable a peice of chocolate, " Eat this, it will help."
Harry was still feeling shaken up by the time they got to the school. Although he had eaten the chocolate bar, he still felt like he could eat a whole meal. Sadly, they could only eat once the first years were sorted.
As if on command, the first years came into the Great Hall to be sorted. Mcgonnegol set down the hat and it sang a marvelous tune. Harry was about to eat his arm when finally, the last first year was sorted and they were allowed to eat. After Harry had eaten and was waiting for desert, Dumbledore went to make an announcement. Suddenly, Harry felt as if something was going to happen.
"Students, I hope that so far you are having a wonderful time here. I know that all of you have been sorted, but I have an announcement. We have a new student! However he isn't a first year, he is a third year. He has just transferred from another wizarding school so he will be caught up. He will be sorted right now so please welcome him hid he happens to be sorted into your house," with that the doors of the great hall opened and the student walked in.
Harry felt his stomach twist as the student walked in. It wasn't the fact that everyone had gasped when the doors opened and it wasn't even that everyone was looking back and forth between the new student and harry. No, it was how his jet black hair spiked up, his round wire glasses, and his eyes. Harry had seen those eyes before. In fact he saw them everyday when he looked in the mirror. It was the fact the the new student looked exactly like Harry.