'It can't be?!'

I was walking through the Hogwarts Express looking for a compartment to sit in. I had just walked past one when I saw someone that looked exactly like Kara Zor-El! I took a double-take. 'She's an alien from Krypton,' I thought, 'how can she be here?' My curiosity immediately got the better of me and I went inside.

'Hello,' I said, nervously, 'I'm Bob.' 'Hello,' she said, 'I'm Kara Danvers.'

I knew from the epic "Supergirl" TV show that, that name was Kara's secret identity. I was not known for my tact, especially in front of a gorgeous girl. 'Excuse me,' I inquired, 'but you look exactly like Kara Zor-El'

'I was hoping you would not notice,' she said, sounding annoyed, 'but yes, I am Kara Zor-El.'

'I'm sorry,' I said, meaning it. I mean, here I was in front of a gorgeous, sexy alien and I had to go and put my size nines in it. Well, at least I had a counter.

'Apparently, according to the letter I received, I'm also called Harry Potter.'

'You're Harry Potter,' she said, surprised, 'I've read all about you. When I got my letter, I went to the book shop in Dagon Alley and bought books on you. You defeated Lord Voldemort, when you were a baby. The books contradicted themselves at that point. I guess nobody knows how it was done.'

'Look,' I said, 'why don't we start again. The name's Blunt, Bob Blunt.'

'Kara Danvers, nice to meet you.'

'So,' I said, 'why are you here?'

'My planet was destroyed so my parents sent me here to…:'

'No, I mean here, as in, on the Hogwarts Express.'

'Of course,' she giggled, 'I suppose you know that bit, as you know my secret identity. My folks here on Earth told me not to tell anyone. On that note, how did you know straight away, Mr. Blunt?'

'There is this TV show in the Muggle, I suppose, world where you are in it. It is based on a comic by DC which is based on another comic called Superman. I suppose he is your cousin in real life?'

She nodded.

Suddenly the compartment door opened and another girl entered. She had strawberry blonde hair, was about 5"4' and had blue eyes.

'Hello,' she said, 'but can I sit with you. I don't want to be on my own.'

I looked at Supergirl who shrugged. 'Of course,' I said, 'I'm Bob Blunt and this is Kara.'

'Daphne Greengrass,' the girl said and sat down.

'I am a pureblood, and I have never heard of the Blunt family,' she said, tactfully, 'are you a muggleborns?'

'No,' I said. She looked confused, 'but you may know me as Harry Potter.'

'Harry Potter, THE Harry Potter,' she said, surprised, 'but we thought you had gone missing. I mean, you should have been at Hogwarts a decade ago.'

'I know,' I said. Kara looked as if I was mad. 'I'm 21'

'Oh,' Daphne said. 'How do you know that? I mean, the magical world is secret.'

'In the muggle world,' I explained, 'there is a series of 7, well now 8, books and 8 films on Harry Potter written by a lady called J.K. Rowling. She 'invented' these stories about Harry's life at Hogwarts. I guess I'll find out whether any of the books are true.'

The compartment door opened again and a red-haired boy entered. 'Do you mind,' he said, 'everywhere else is full.'

'Well, well well,' I whispered into Kara's ear, 'this must be Ron Weasley, saying the exact same line as in the books and films. I don't want to be friends with him'

'You must be Weasley,' I said, out loud to him. I had already seen him on the platform when I was trying to enter the train. 'I'm sorry, but it looks like my friend, Daphne, is giving you the evils.' And it was true. Daphne was eyeing Ron with distain. I knew the exact way to get rid of him.

'So, Daphne,' I said, eyeing Ron, 'I wonder whether I'll be in Slytherin or not.' Ron backed away, as if I was Voldemort, reincarnated. 'Quite probably,' she said, sadly, 'I know I'll be there.' 'Daphne, the House system is irrelevant, I'll still be your friend.'

'As will I,' Kara added, knowing what my objective was.

'But, Harry,' Ron said, 'you cannot be friend with a slimy snake.'

'So Ron,' I said, fully aware of his slip, 'you are only in here to be friends with Harry Potter. I, on the other hand, want to be friends with people who like me, not hangers on like an idiot. I do not like my fame, as I won it because of my parents dying. If I could, I would be with them, instead of here, listening to you prattle on. Now no, you may not join us, as you were offensive to my friend and you only want to know me as I am famous. Now, please leave.'

Ron scuttled off, looking dejected. He had probably hoped that Harry Potter would be on his own and hoping for anybody to say hello to him.

'What House are you planning to be in? Daphne asked, interested. 'Not Slytherin or Gryffindor,' I said, 'in fact, I am planning on threatening the Sorting Hat so I am not placed there. Personally, I would like to be placed in Ravenclaw, where the friendly Charms Professor, Flitwick is the Head of House.'

'You know how they put you in Houses,' both girls said, shocked. 'My parents told me it was a secret,' Daphne added. 'I didn't know that,' I said. 'Let's make a pact, to filter out the unnecessary characteristics to try and be placed together, but if not, at least someone go with Daphne into Slytherin, so she is not alone. If this is not possible, can we try and stay friends no matter what House we are placed in.'

'Deal,' Kara and Daphne said, almost together and without a seconds thought. 'Thank you,' Daphne added, 'I was terrified of being alone in the Snake's den.'

We carried on taking until we got to Hogsmeade station about out hopes for Hogwarts. Kara, of course was looking forward to the flying. Daphne wasn't looking forward to anything apart from having friends, no matter what House she was in.