This is my first fanfic so please be nice, Zribbles helped me with this, there will probably be no pairings
Hope you enjoy ;)
Disclaimer : I do not own Darren Shan or Harry Potter.
Chapter 1
Slowly Harry walked down along the tight corridor of the moving Hogwarts train, aware of the eyes that were fixed upon him and the whispering that started as he passed.
Harry continued on down the corridor, passing a compartment that had its door slightly ajar. He paused, hearing his name called through the gap in the doorway by a familiar voice, and turned with a grin to see his best friend - Ronald Weasley - waving at him through the open doorway, a matching grin on his face.
"Hey Ron, You wanna go see how the new first years look?" Harry inquired, watching him.
"Sure mate." Ron moved to stand up, pausing to tell Luna and Neville, the other people present in the compartment, that he'd be right back.
Harry and Ron made their way past the compartments, searching for any new kids. However, Harry and Ron reached the end of the long train, with no sign of any potential first years. Entering the last compartment just to be sure, Harry noticed a rather young looking kid whom he had never seen before, asleep on the other side of the compartment.
Harry gestured to the boy with a questioning glance back at Ron, thinking he was possibly a new first year, though he looked a little too old to be an actual first year - who tend to be 11. Ron gave a small nod, and the pair of them sat down near the door, settling to wait for the kid to wake up so they could interrogate him.
After an hour or so, the boy sleeping at the other side of the carriage stirred, sitting up slowly and raising one hand to his eye, rubbing it clear of sleep and blinking blearily. He glanced round and seemed to freeze at the sight of the other two boys, blinking stupidly for a moment before seeming to come to his senses. "Who are you?" He asked warily, eyes darting between them, taking in small details about them, like how one wore glasses and the other was freckled and ginger.
Harry watched him back, noting how he seemed alert despite having just barely woken. "..I'm Harry Potter, and this is Ron Weasley." He gestured towards Ron as he said his name, barely glancing to him. "How about you, what's your name?"
"I'm Darren." The boy replied, keeping it simple and giving away nothing about himself with the nondescript response. They three lapsed into an awkward silence, though Harry and Ron were both itching to question Darren about himself - The boy seemed to not want to speak to them, or at least, about himself. Darren averted his gaze to stare out the window instead, seemingly ignoring the two boys now, though his enhanced senses were trained on the two, just in case.
The rest of the train journey to Hogwarts was a silent, uneventful one, with only a few inaudible mutterings between Harry and Ron.