A/N: Ok here is the first chapter. The only truth in this part is that I really did meet Brandon on a transportation vechicle. And to refresh your memory. My name is really not Hannah Millard. Remember it is really Raven. And Brandon's name really isn't Brandon Brown. He told me not to tell you his real name so lets just leave it at that, ok? Ok now go and enjoy the freedom of reading.

Disclaimer: I don't own HP!

Chapter 1

I got out of the cab, somewhat nervous, and walked into the train station. It was fifteen till nine and I had to find my train. I read my ticket. "What the hell?" I murmured to myself as I stood between platforms nine and ten. I then walked up to a man who worked at this place and asked "Could you direct me to platform 9 ¾ , sir?"

"Oh man, not another one." I heard him whisper. "Miss, there is no Platform 9 ¾ ." I swore under my breath and apologized to the man, walking slowly to a bench with my large trunk. I sighed and started turning my ticket in hands, twirling it slowly, and thinking of what to do. "You would think the school would tell students this kind of stuff." I then got up, about to leave when I saw a bunch of kid with the same equipment as me. They all started running into a wall and disappearing. I pondered this and then decided to try it.

I took a hold of my cart and started running, full speed, straight into the wall. I expected to crash but I didn't. When I opened my eyes again, I saw a sign above me with the platform number I was looking for on it. "Interesting." I whispered. I looked at my watch then. "Ten." I murmured and then boarded the train, handing my ticket to the conductor.

I looked for a cabin that was empty for I hated being with strangers. I couldn't find a cabin that didn't have at least one person inside. I finally decided to settle for sitting with one other person. I came to a cabin with a boy in it. I slid the door open and asked "That seat taken?"

"No." he answered kindly. I nodded in thanks and set my luggage on the rack and sat down quickly. I was about to take out my Ipod when the boy spoke up. "I haven't seen you before."

"Yeah, I just moved here." The boy was quiet for a moment, his dark brown hair shading his eyes a little.

"Where from?" he asked.

"Naples, New York. I'm from the United States."

"Wow. You're far away from home." He smirked a little. "So what house do you want to be in?" I had never thought of this. I had looked at the information about the school but never really considered what house I wanted to be in. In Naples I was in Enduron. Our colors were black and blue.

I sighed and answered "I don't know. What house are you in?"

"I'm a Ravenclaw." He said smiling a little. "It's where all the geeks get put into." I giggled a little and looked out the window, watching the hills roll by.

"What other houses are there?" I asked to keep our conversation going.

"Hufflepuff, Gryffindor and Slytherin." He paused a little. "Hufflepuffs are loyal, Gryffindors are brave, Ravenclaws are intelligent and Slytherins are purebloods and can turn evil." I nodded, liking my choices. If I had to choose it would be either Ravenclaw or Slytherin. They sounded the most interesting. "Do you know now? I would suggest Ravenclaw so you wouldn't be surrounded by idiots."

"Yeah, Hufflepuff sounds really girly and every other word they would say would be 'like'." I made a funny face and he laughed.

"You're pretty cool. What's your name?"

"Hannah. Hannah Millard." I held out my hand and he took it.

"Brandon. Brandon Brown." He smiled at me as we released the greeting. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. I had always dreamed that my first friend would be a guy but I never really thought it would come true. I looked out the window again and saw it was getting towards lunchtime. Brandon must be able to hear my thoughts because he said "Hungry?" I nodded at him as he pulled out some wizard money. He pulled out a few silver sickles and walked up to the door to our cabin. He slid it open and waved outside the door. A woman with a cart came to the door.

"What can I get you?" she asked my friend. He told her what he wanted and came back with two packages. I opened mine to find my favorite sandwich, peanut butter and jelly. He then handed me some pumpkin juice.

"Thank you." I said gratefully for I didn't have much money on me.

"No problem." He said taking a bite from his sandwich. I ate mine slowly for I didn't want to look like a pig. When I finished, I spied a trash can in the corner by the door. I aimed and threw my wrapper ball at it, making the shot perfectly. "Nice shot." Brandon commented as he threw his at the can as well. He missed and I giggled a little. "Ok now that is just plain ironic." He chuckled at his embarrassment as I picked up the wrapper and threw it in myself.

"Hey, I don't even play basketball." I then realized that he might not know of the game seeing he probably hasn't lived in the muggle world before.

"Yeah, I don't either. I don't care for sports." Oh so he does know. "I don't even like Quidditch. I find it very boring."

"I only like soccer. Its fun and it is the only sport I can play without committing suicide." He laughed at my sarcastic remark.

"Yeah, soccer is ok." I looked at my watch and saw it was getting close to three. "Well." He stood up and stretched. "I'm going to go and change into my robes. We're getting close to the castle." I nodded as he left. I took the opportunity and changed myself. I couldn't wait till my robes had the insignia and house colors would be on it.

A/N: Oh! Cliffie! Review or else I will go get McGonagall! Oh yeah and the place i moved from was just some random place I picked on a map. Seriously, Brandon held up a map of the USA and I pointed at a random place, landing on Naples, New York.