Hi! This is my first time writing for the fandom, so any suggestions or constructive criticism is welcome!

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When Sherrinford had received an acceptance letter to a 'Hogwarts' along with a visit from a man could called himself Professor Neville, well, all he could say was that he certainly had not expected the news that he was a wizard. Nor had he expected that all that magic malarkey was real, actually. And apparently this 'Hogwarts' was a school for witches and wizards too.

He pursed his lips at the thought of the letter. Honestly, it was the 21st century, yet they were still using letters? Professor Neville had assured him that there was technology and wifi at the school, of course, and said that they simply preferred the traditional ways. Still, it was

a letter. Pen and paper. Topped off with a huge barn owl. Let it just be said that he despised everything that did not involve technology. Except his beloved cat Turing that was currently settling itself on top of his head, of course.

Now here he was, wandering the aisle of the train they called the 'Hogwarts Express', searching for a (preferably empty) cabin where he could simply settle down with a book. He forwent the cabins emitting loud laughter, wishing that he had a familiar friend with him. Except that he had left them when he chose this magic world, wanting to explore its depths. He reached up to pet Turing.

Sherrinford jumped when a door opened, nearly crashing into him. He fell with a thud.

"Woah! Sorry there, I didn't see you."

A friendly voice came from behind the door and out came a blonde with pale blue eyes that was slightly taller than him. He extended a hand towards him. "Thanks," He told the blonde, taking the hand.

"Nah, I almost crashed into you. I'm Bond, by the way. James Bond."

"Sherrinford Quinn. I prefer to go by Q."

"James!" A call came from within the cabin and blonde number 2's head popped out. He preferred numbers, much easier to remember. "Oh, who are you?" He saw Q and asked.

"I almost crashed into Sherrinford here just now," James cut in,"by the way, are you a first year too? Excellent, come sit with us."

Q barely had time to nod before he was being dragged off by the wrists by two excited blondes. Excellent, here goes my plans of reading a book quietly.

"Guys! Look who we found! This is Sherrinford." The two blondes introduced him to a rowdier cabin he had passed earlier.

"Q, actually. And I'm not some toy that you can just pick up on the floor, thank you very much. Also, this is Turing." Q cut in while hugging the cat, irritated at being referred to as a thing.

"I'm Lilya Chernova. Call me 001. It's a game we used to play when we were younger," She added at Q's questioning look," I am the oldest, so I got number one."

This started off the round of introductions. The two blondes he had met, Alec and James,were 008 and 007 respectively. There were nine of them in total. Q also learnt that all of them were from the same wizarding village, one named MI6,which meant he was the only one of the group who had parents who were both 'Muggles', a word, they explained, meaning non-magic people.

He spent the rest of the ride trying to find out more about the Magical world, only stopping when a majestic castle came into sight. "That's Hogwarts," James told him as he gaped. He hadn't expected the school to be a big bloody castle either.