BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
Ron Weasley moaned as he got up from his bed and looked into the mirror.
Ron had always been tall for his age, slightly gangly with flaming red hair and azure blue eyes and a lightning shaped scar on his forehead Ron thought he seemed okay for an eleven year old, except that he didn't have any friends. People seemed to avoid him for two reasons
He was a bit of a hothead, and was famous in his old school for having punched a bloke three years older than him
Strange things seemed to happen around him. once his teachers chair disappeared just as the man was about to sit down, another time he had convinced a snake to hiss at a guy who had been bothering him. Many such weird things tended to happen around Ron for no particular reason.
"Ron come on down" he heard a voice and shouted back "in a minute" Ron dragged himself to his bathroom and took a quick shower before heading down into the dining area.
"Good morning boy" Matthew Prewett smiled at the redhead "you seem awfully chipper"
Matt Prewett had been his mother's cousin and had taken Ron in when his parents had died; he was the only family Ron had. He was a banker by profession, a man in good physical shape and a bit of a health nut, had a few friends, no girlfriend. He tended to dress expensively and enjoyed books, wine and comedy of all sorts from small jokes to plays to movies.
"It's my birthday" Ron smiled at his uncle as he sat down for breakfast "y'know, the one that comes every year"
"Ah yes" Matt leaned forward from his chair "the time in a young man's life when he thinks 'I'm eleven, I don't need school I'm going to join a circus"
"Yes because that's the ultimate profession isn't it" Ron grinned as he piled up sausages, fried eggs and mashed potato on his plate and filled up his glass with orange juice. Silly talk (small talk that was funny) with his uncle was always fun for him.
"So what have you got for me?" Ron asked his uncle who laughed and said "I've got something very interesting in mind" Ron smiled widely "not that interesting" Ron deflated a bit, there was a distinct click of the mail slot and the sound of letters falling onto the floor "and since it's your birthday, you get to fetch the post"
Ron rolled his eyes as he headed to the door and picked up the letters on the ground, he checked the letters, most of them were bills and a letter to matt from some lady, but there was also a letter for Ron
"That's new" Ron thought with a frown and read the address
Mr. R Weasley
The smaller bedroom
Fulham road
Chelsea
London
With trembling hands, Ron tore open the letter
HOGWARTS SCHOOL
of WHICHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore Dear Mr. Weasley, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Yours sincerely, Minerva McGonagall
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer, Chief. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation of Wizards)
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31.
Deputy Headmistress
Ron turned to the second page and continued reading
HOGWARTS SCHOOL UNIFORM COURSE BOOKS The Standard Book of Spells (Grade 1) A History of Magic by Bathilda Bagshot Magical Theory by Adalbert Waffling A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration by Emeric Switch One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi by Phyllida Spore Magical Drafts and Potions by Arsenius Jigger Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection OTHER EQUIPMENT 1 wand Students may also bring and owl OR a cat OR a toad. PARENTS ARE REMINDED THAT FIRST YEARS ARE NOT ALLOWED THEIR OWN BROOMSTICKS
of WHICHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
First-year students will require:
sets of plain work robes (black)
plain pointed hat (black) for day wear
pair of protective gloves (dragon hide or similar)
winter cloak (black, with silver fastenings)
Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags.
All students should have a copy of each of the following:
by Miranda Goshawk
by Newt Scamander
by Quentin Trimble
1 cauldron (pewter, standard size 2)
1 set glass or crystal phials
1 telescope
1 set brass scales
Ron blinked once; twice he then whispered "Holy shit"
"Articulate" Matt said appearing behind Ron and glancing at the letter "from Hogwarts?"
"You knew?" Ron demanded to which Matt nodded, he had an uncharacteristic scowl on his face
"Ron you entire family was magic, our entire family was magic...except me. Ron our families had magic in them for generations, but I was a man born into a magical family without magic; A squib. I left the magical world and made a home for myself in the muggle -non magical people- world, cutting all ties with magic. Till you came along" Ron stared at Matt
"What about this school? This Hogwarts?"
"Hogwarts is a school that aims to teach young witches and wizards about magic and how to use and control it; you remember all the weird stuff that happened around you? Magic"
"Where can we buy this wand, and cauldron and all that other stuff?" Ron questioned to which Matt answered "right here in London"
They climbed into Matt's BMW and he drove them to Charing Cross road and parked the car, after which he led the way to a dingy little pub "the leaky cauldron" he said as Ron stared at it "it is a famous landmark in wizarding Britain"
"Okay" Ron said staring at the small pub nestled between a book store and a record shop. Ron looked at the muggles around him and noticed how people seemed to ignore it as if it didn't exist
"they can't see it" Matt said figuring what Ron was thinking "even I can see it only because I am a squib and have the trace amount of magic required to notice such places"
Matt led them inside. It was a dark and dingy place with a few people hanging inside, there were a few old women drinking sherry and another old man with a top hat talking to the bald bartender, all the chatter stopped when they entered
"And what will you be having mate?" the bartender asked to which matt replied "nothing, I'm here to get my nephew his Hogwarts supplies"
"Good lord" the barman said peering at Ron "is this...it can't be" the pub suddenly went deathly quiet and the barman whispered "bless my soul- it's Ron Weasley"
The barman approached Ron and began shaking his hand and said "welcome back Mr. Weasley welcome back" there was a flurry of chairs scrapping and suddenly Ron found himself shaking hands with another man "Doris Crockford Mr. Weasley so nice to finally meet you"
"That enough" Matt said steered Ron away from the people after almost everyone had shaken hands with him "there's no need to crowd around Mr. Weasley"
Another pale young man approached them as they headed to the back of the pub; he appeared to be nervous, with one eye twitching "w-w-Weasley" the man stammered "s-so nice to m-m-meet you"
"I do not mean to be rude, but we're running on a tight schedule here" Matt said to which Quirinus nodded
"o-of course I've g-got to pick up a n-new book on v-v-vampires myself" he looked as if the very thought was terrifying, but he tapped a brick on the wall and revealed an archway "I'm Q-Quirinus Quirell by the way I teach d-defence against the d-dark arts at Hogwarts"
"Why was everyone acting so weird?" Ron asked Matt who answered
"It's because you're famous Ron" he answered with a smirk "I'd tell you why you were famous but then I'd have to kill you"
"Funny" Ron commented blandly as he looked around him in amazement
"Welcome to Diagon alley" matt said followed by "We need to draw money from our vault before we go shopping"
"Wizards have banks?" Ron asked to which Matt answered "we only have one bank in Britain; Gringotts"
They walked down the alley and Ron kept looking around fascinated and exited.
"Hey Matt, do wizards actually brew potions and poisons?" Ron asked
"Yes Ron" the man answered tiredly
"Hey Matt, do wizards use owls for mail service?"
"Sure Ron"
"Hey Matt, look at those broomsticks, do you think I can get one?"
"Take a deep breath and stop talking Ron" Matt grumbled as they walked to a large building made of white marble that towered over the other smaller shops and standing beside it's burnished bronze doors was a...
"He is a goblin" Matt told Ron "the entire bank is run by their kind" he bowed as they entered the bank and faced a pair of silver doors with the words engraved upon them:
Enter, stranger, but take heed
Of what awaits the sin of greed,
For those who take, but do not earn,
Must pay most dearly in their turn,
So if you seek beneath our floors
A treasure that was never yours,
Thief, you have been warned, beware
Of finding more than treasure there
A pair of goblins bowed as they entered the gates and Matt whispered to Ron "to try and rob Gringotts would be the biggest and most foolish mistake a human being can make"
They entered a vast hall with a hundred other goblins doing banker stuff and approached one free goblin teller "Mr. Weasley would like to access his vault" Matt told the goblin who peered at Ron and then turned to Matt
"You have his key sir?"
"Got it right here" Matt said pulling it out of his pocket and showing it to the goblin who peered at it before replying "it seems to be in order. Very well I'll have a goblin take you to both vaults" the teller said and then "Griphook"
Griphook was yet another goblin who led them to the doors leading off the halls. He led them into a narrow stone passage with flaming torches, the passage steeped downwards with little railway tracks built on them, Griphook whistled and a cart hurtled down the tracks and stopped in front of them, the three of them climbed into the cart and sped away.
The cold air stung Ron's eyes as they whistled through the caves, the cart seemed to have a mind of its own as Griphook didn't seem to be steering. Soon the cart slowed down in front of a large door on the passage wall and they all got out of the cart
Griphook opened the door and a smoke blew out of the vault revealing a room filled with coins; gold, silver and bronze coins. "All yours, the gold one is called galleon, worth seventeen sickles; those are the silver ones which are worth twenty nine bronze knuts" matt told him holding onto the door, he looked a little shaken from the ride.
"I didn't know our family was this rich" Ron told matt as he stared around him
"it wasn't" Griphook said receiving glares from Matt "your family's financial status was barely average when you died, it was your squib uncle who invested it and brought it to this level, his ability to distinguish businesses with potential from those without them is legendary in the banking world"
Ron stared at matt in awe making matt roll his eyes; he then helped Ron pile coins into the leather pouch he had brought "Enough for a few terms" matt told Ron, and one whirling cart ride later, they were out of the bank and under the sun.
Matt led Ron to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions where they purchased robes for Ron "all this is a bit old fashioned isn't it?" Ron questioned matt once they left the shop
"It is, but that's wizards for you. Our kind doesn't adapt to change easily it's one of their many faults" he led Ron into a shop known as Flourish and Blotts, which was a book shop. Ron himself had never really been a fan of books but even he had to admit looking at all those books made even him want to get some of them. Matt wouldn't let Ron buy a solid gold cauldron (it says pewter on your list) but they did get a nice set of brass scales and a collapsible telescope along with a kit for basic potion ingredients.
"Now all that is left is your wand, and your birthday present" matt told Ron who perked up at that point
"ohh, what are you getting me?" Ron asked matt exited to which matt answered "a pet"
"A pet?" Ron blinked "as in a cat?"
"Or rat, toad or even a dog, but I would suggest an owl" matt told Ron "they're incredibly useful, deliver letters and stuff. An owl is an essential part of any wizarding home" twenty minutes later they walked out of Eeylops owl emporium with Ron holding onto the cage of a jet black owl.
"Now we get you your wand" matt said leading him into a building that had the sign 'Ollivanders'
"Good afternoon" a soft voice said making the two men jump, there was an old man standing in front of Ron gazing at him curiously with his wide pale eyes
"Hello" Ron said awkwardly nodding towards the man who smiled eerily at him
"Ah yes Mr. Weasley, I had been wondering when you would be coming here" it wasn't a question "I was in school with you parents" he supplied coming closer to Ron, his eye flicked upwards to his scar "yew and phoenix feather, I'm afraid to say that I was the one who sold that wand"
Ron was too stumped to say anything so Mr. Ollivander pulled out a measuring tape "which is your wand arm Mr. Weasley?"
"I'm right handed" Ron said and the measuring tape began to take measures of Ron all by itself while Mr. Ollivanders went to the shelves and began looking through them while explaining about wands to Ron "now then Mr. Weasley try this; Beechwood and dragon heartstring, nine inches, nice and flexible. Just give it a wave" Ron grabbed the wand and waved it, feeling a little foolish
"No no no" Mr. Ollivanders said snatching the wand out of his arm and gave him another one "ebony and unicorn hair, eight and a half inches, springy. Try it out" again Ron waved and again Mr. Ollivander took it out of his hand.
This went on for a long time with Ron trying more and more wands and Ollivander getting happier with each one "tricky customer eh? Don't worry we'll find you the right wand" he then went quiet once he pulled out another wand "why not?" He whispered pulling out the wand and giving it to Ron "Ash and phoenix feather thirteen inches, unyielding"
As soon as Ron held the wand, he felt a sudden warmth in his fingers, he raised the wand and brought it down in a swishing motion making a stream of blue sparks shoot from it like a firework and Ron turned to matt who was smiling but it didn't quite reach his eyes.
"Oh bravo" Mr. Ollivander cried "yes indeed! Very good... how very curious..." he put the wand back into its box still muttering
"What is so curious about this?" Ron asked Ollivander who fixed him with his pale stare "I remember every wand I ever sold Mr. Weasley, it just so happens the phoenix that gave the feather for your wand had given one another feather. The curious part is that this wand chooses you when its brother wand is gave you that scar. Thirteen and a half inches, yew; curious how these things happen" Ron paid for the wand and he and matt walked out of the shop.
Matt was mostly quiet when they had a quick meal in a hamburger joint and only spoke up on the drive back home "Ron... do you remember how everyone at the leaky cauldron wanted to shake hands with you?"
"Yeah" Ron replied examining his new wand "they were acting like I was a celebrity or something"
"There's a reason for that" matt replied "it all began with a man named Voldemort..."
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Ron's last month as a muggle was tense, he was furious with matt for having lied to him his whole life, but was too excited to attend Hogwarts to stay angry properly, matt for his part seemed more subdued than Ron actually remembered him ever being.
And before he knew it, it was first September. Ron was up at seven and was too excited to go back to sleep, he packed up his trunk and was ready to leave before matt had even had his coffee. Two and a half hours later matt was loading matt's trunk into the car.
"We'll be too early" matt told Ron who seemed both excited and nervous "do you need to pee?" he asked to which the redhead rushed back into the house "thought so"
They had reached the station by ten and matt wheeled the trolley between platform 9 and 10 "just run into the wall and you'll reach the other side of the barrier" matt told Ron who was highly sceptical about it.
Still he let matt lead him rushing towards the wall and suddenly they were in front of a scarlet engine and a sign above them read Hogwarts eleven o'clock "wow" Ron said looking around
"nice isn't it" matt said his bitter tone catching Ron's attention "y'know I came here three times in my life to see my siblings off, when I didn't receive my letter I was so heartbroken, I just couldn't come here to see them off anymore"
Ron then realised how hard it must have been for matt to see him off to a world he was born in but was never a part of it "thanks a lot matt" Ron told him "I really appreciate everything you've done for me"
Matt stared at Ron before saying "you cannot be in trouble, school hasn't even started yet"
"Just putting something in the bank for later use" Ron replied with a slight grin "now help me load the trunk into one of the carriages" Ron lifted his trunk into a carriage with matt's help and placed it in one of the compartments
"Okay little buddy, you're all settled and I have a meeting, so I'll be leaving" matt said once Ron got down from the carriage "best of luck"
"You too" Ron said and Matt left leaving Ron all alone "maybe I am too early" Ron mused looking around the platform observing all the people. After some time a family came through the barrier attracting Ron's attention. There were two adults and two kids one boy and one girl, both the men had unruly black hair and were wearing glasses while both the women had dark red hair, but while the boy and his mother had emerald green eyes, the father and daughter had hazel brown eyes.
Ron observed them from the window of his compartment "you have everything you need?" the mother asked the boy who replied "yes mom, I'll be fine"
"Oh you've grown so much" the woman hugged harry making the boy say "mom, you're embarrassing me" "oh shush" the woman said and let go of the boy after a few seconds
"Make me proud son" the man said clapping the boy on the back and leaned forward to whisper something in his ear
The mother spoke again "now harry, whatever you father may say, if I hear about you breaking any rule or hearing that you blew off a toilet seat I swear you will not be able to try out for quidditch until your fifth year"
"yes mom" the boy replied deflating a bit, the girl then came forward and hugged him "I'll miss you" she told him to which the boy answered "don't worry it's only one year, and I'll write you loads of letters, I'll even send you the toilet seat I'm gonna blow off" seeing his mother's glare the boy asked "where are uncle Sirius and the others?"
"Padfoot had some work so Rachel dropped off the boys early, they must be in the train now" the father answered looking a bit forlorn, the mother turned to him and said "you're a grown man, not seeing your friend for one day won't kill you"
"But he's my friend" the man said making puppy dog eyes. The woman rolled her eyes and turned to the boy "now you be a good boy" the boy gave her a look that said 'are you out of your freakin mind?' he then hugged each of his family member and wishing them goodbye, climbed into the train.
Ron sighed wondering if that was how his parents would have been, he had seen photos of his family but he knew he would give anything to be able to meet them. The door to his compartment opened to reveal the boy he had been observing earlier "hey all the compartments in this carriage are full, can I sit here?"
Ron stared at him for a moment before shaking his head "sure sure c'mon in" the boy set his luggage and sat opposite Ron
"I'm harry potter" he put his hand forward which Ron shook "I'm Ron Weasley" immediately Harry's eyes widened and he glanced at Ron's forehead and Ron lifted his bangs to show his scar
"Wow" Harry whispered staring at it when suddenly the door to their compartment opened to reveal two other boys. They were identical twins with wavy blonde hair and black eyes with smooth handsome faces.
"Hey harry" one of them greeted the raven haired boy who turned to them excited "Max, Charlie you won't believe who he is" harry gestured towards Ron who had let his bangs hide his scar again and smiled at the two boys
"Who are you?" one of the twins asked to which Ron replied "Ron Weasley" the twins' eyes widened a bit before they smirked "cool! We're Max and Charlie Black Nice to meet you mate" the other twin smiled at him which Ron returned. They then turned to harry and said "we're going to the front carriages; apparently Lee Jordan has a tarantula"
"See ya" harry said and the twins departed. Ron turned to harry and asked "who are they?"
"The Black twins" harry answered "they're the eldest sons of Sirius and Rachel Black and family friends. They're like, really popular and fun, the eldest marauders of my generation and beaters on the Gryffindor quidditch team"
"Okay" Ron said slowly "Who are Sirius and Rachel Black? Who are marauders? And what is quidditch?"
"You don't know about quidditch?" harry asked in surprise "it's the most famous sport in the wizarding world. Let me explain it to you" harry added excitedly and Ron couldn't help but grin as well, harry seemed like a great guy.
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Matt let out a sigh as he finally finished his report on the current status of the economy, thinking that after lunch he could begin working on foreign market analysis when suddenly the door to his office opened
"Hello Matthew" an old man said walking into the room. He was tall and thin with close cropped white hair and blue eyes, wearing a black suit and a fedora "I hope I'm not interrupting any important work of yours"
"How did you get in?" Matt demanded making the man chuckle "a notice me not charm, a muggle repelling charm and a disillusionment charm and no one bothered me while coming up here"
"Why are you here?" matt sighed "I haven't seen you in almost eleven years"
"I'm just here for Ron" the man answered "I've stayed away from his as I was requested but now that he's returning to the wizarding world... what I wanna know is, what have you told him?"
"Nothing" matt replied "he just knows what everybody else knows. Nothing more"
"Not about you-know-who boy" the man added calmly "about the Weasley family? Does he know about the burden he has on his head as the Weasley heir? The sole descendant of an ancient and noble house?"
"He knows nothing" matt answered "I didn't want to burden him with so much before he even started Hogwarts"
"A good decision" the man agreed "but do not try to coddle him, he needs to know the truth, do not hide it from him just because you feel he is too young"
"Let me worry about him" matt told the man "you just handle the politics you're so good at"
"Very well then kid" the man smiled "I'll see you around" saying this he vanished with a pop. Matt fell back onto his chair "so much for having a muggle life" he mentally groaned it hadn't been a day and already he was worried about what stupid thing Ron was up to.
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"When do we get to eat?" Ron asked harry who stared at him
"we're inside of Hogwarts" harry told Ron "we're waiting her to enter the great hall, we're about to be sorted into a house which will be our identity for all our years at Hogwarts and all you can think about is eating?" Ron gave harry a questioning glance making harry sigh and reply "we can eat after the sorting"
Ron glanced around catching a few familiar faces like that of Hermione Granger, who was muttering spells she knew, Neville Longbottom who looked nervous as hell; they had met when the two were looking for Neville's toad
Harry nudged Ron "Malfoy's staring at you" he told Ron who turned to see the blonde boy who had come to their compartment and had caught a look at Ron before leaving without saying anything "I think he has a crush on you" harry said grinning making Ron turn bright red.
Before Ron could respond a shriek was heard as a dozen translucent people emerged from the walls. "Ghosts" harry told Ron "Hogwarts has a lot of them" soon professor McGonagall appeared and ushered in the ghosts followed by the students.
The great hall was a large hall with five long tables and dozens of candles floating in mid air, the ceiling depicted the moon and stars ("bewitched to depict the night sky" Ron heard) but everyone seemed to be staring at a frayed, patched hat placed on a stool suddenly the hat opened near the brim and began singing
"Oh, you may not think I'm pretty,
But don't judge on what you see,
I'll eat myself if you can find
A smarter hat than me,
You can keep your bowlers black,
Your top hats sleek and tall,
For I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat
And I can cap them all.
There's nothing hidden in your head
The Sorting Hat can't see,
So try me on and I will tell you
Where you ought to be.
You might belong in Gryffindor,
Where dwell the brave at heart,
Their daring, nerve and chivalry
Set Gryffindors apart;
You might belong in Hufflepuff
Where they are just and loyal,
Those patient Hufflepuffs are true
And unafraid of toil;
Or yet in wise old Ravenclaw,
If you've a ready mind,
Where those of wit and learning,
Will always find their kind;
Or perhaps in Slytherin
You'll make your real friends,
Those cunning folk use any means
To achieve their ends.
So put me on! Don't be afraid!
And don't get in a flap!
You're in safe hands (though I have none)
For I'm a Thinking Cap!"
The entire hall burst into applause including the new students "that was awesome" harry commented
"And for a minute there I thought we had to pull out a bunny from the hat" Ron said making harry roll his eyes.
Suddenly McGonagall called out "Abbot, Hannah" a blonde girl went forward and put on the hat which soon shouted "HUFFLEPUFF" followed by Bones, Susan. Boot, Terry became a Ravenclaw and Bulstrode, Millicent became a Slytherin. Brown, Lavender was the first one to get into Gryffindor.
Ron didn't pay much attention to the sorting, but he did notice that Granger and Longbottom went into Gryffindor while Malfoy went into Slytherin, soon enough McGonagall called out "Potter, Harry" the raven haired boy sat on the stool as the hat was placed on his head and after almost a minute the hat shouted "GRYFFINDOR"
Ron whooped and clapped as harry ran to the Gryffindor table being patted on the back by Max and Charlie. They were only a few students left at this point. Smith, Zacharias went into Hufflepuff; Thomas, Dean became a Gryffindor; Turpin, Lisa went into Ravenclaw and finally professor McGonagall called out "Weasley Ronald"
The entire hall was filled with hushed tones as Ron walked up to the stool
"Weasley, did she say?"
"The Ron Weasley?"
Ron saw the entire hall staring at him when the hat suddenly covered his vision.
"Hmm" the hat muttered in Ron's head "intriguing, you sit here worried about what house you'll be in yet part of your mind keeps wondering what you'll get for dinner"
"So what house am I going to be in?" Ron asked the hat
"That is very easy to decide" the hat replied "you're sly but you lack the ambition that would make you rule Slytherin, you're curious but you abhor studies, so you'll make a horrible Ravenclaw, you're a loyal person but you have a penchant for violence and you're very brave and reckless although your chivalry is lacking. Still..."
"GRYFFINDOR" the hat shouted and Ron ran to the table to sit beside harry while the Blakc twins sang "we got Weasley, we got Weasley"
"Welcome" Dumbledore said getting up from his seat "I have a few words to say and they are: nitwit! Blubber! Oddment! And tweak! Thank you"
"What's with the man?" Ron asked harry who replied "he's an eccentric, I think" then all the food appeared; roast beef, roast chicken, pork chop, lamb chops, sausages, bacon and steak, boiled potatoes, roast potatoes, chips, Yorkshire pudding, peas, carrots gravy and for some strange reason mint humbugs.
Ron was stuffing himself, trying to maintain some semblance of dignity, but everyone seemed interested in eating. They chatted with the Gryffindor ghost sir Nicholas de Mirsy- Porpington AKA nearly headless nick.
Soon the food had vanished leaving behind pudding, blacks of ice cream, treacle tart, apple pie, jam doughnut, chocolate éclair... Ron took some chocolate ice cream, apple pie and éclair as the conversations turned to families
"I'm half and half" Seamus told them "mum was a witch and dad muggle, bit of a nasty shock to him when she told him" everyone laughed at that
"My mom was a muggleborn and my dad was pureblood" harry told the group
"My parents are muggles" Dean Thomas supplied "As are mine" Hermione Granger added. Lavender Brown, Parvati Patil and Neville Longbottom were all pureblood as well.
"My parents were pureblood but I live with my uncle who is a squib" Ron said smiling slightly. The conversation soon drifted to quidditch, chocolate frog cards and classes. Ron then noticed a man at the staff table
"Harry" he tapped said boy on the shoulder "there is a hook nosed professor glaring at you" indeed a man with a hook nose and greasy black hair was glaring at harry from beside professor Quirell.
"That's Snape" Max Black said "he's had it in for us from the first day, was rivals with our fathers in their school days"
"And his hatred for our fathers extends to us" harry added glaring at the professor who had gone back to talking with Quirell. Ron felt a sharp pain in his forehead and clapped his hand on his scar. "You okay?" Harry asked
"Fine" Ron replied. Soon all the desserts had disappeared as well and Dumbledore warned them about not performing magic in the corridors, quidditch trials, not entering the forbidden forest or the corridor in the third floor and then singing the school song.
Ending the feast, the Gryffindor prefect Dylan Stiles led them up the Gryffindor dormitories. "girls to the left, boys to the right" he directed them "you aren't allowed to enter the dorms of the opposite sex" there was a little bit of chuckling from the boys on hearing 'sex' but Stiles ignored them.
Ron and the others climbed up to their dorms and changed into their pyjamas without saying a word, everyone was too tired from the day's activities "good night Ron" harry said from the bunk below him
"Night harry" Ron replied falling asleep.