Discredit: The copyright for the Harry Potter series is owned by J.K. Rowling. I don't get any sort of monetary benefit with this story.
Author's Note: Have you ever thought of the different possibilities that could have happened in the HP series, not the aftermath on the battle of hogwarts neither if the characters are written differently, but just when or if the characters just had a different choices. Maybe you did? After all that's why we have fan fictions, right? I mean we are the ones who create the infinite possibilities of the alternate universe where and when they had made a different choice in life.
- To those who might get confused, the Italized sentences were the inner thoughts of the characters.
- A Familiar is the animal that attends or obeys the wizards. Example: Harry Potter and his familiar Hedwig.
Song Suggestion: Can't Take It by Imogen Heap
Can't close my eyes
I'm wide awake
Every hair on my body
Has got a thing for this place
Oh, empty my heart
I've got to make room for this feeling
It's so much bigger than me
CHAPTER 2: Hogwarts, A New Home
Today was the day that Hemione's world is about to change, and she was ready to go and board the Hogwarts Express to start a new journey on a world she has yet to meet. Well, technically it was not the first time she will see that 'world'. Upon learning that she is a witch and accepted admission at Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall has given them directions on how she would be able to go to the platform 9 3/4 and where they could buy her school supplies that are written on the list given by the professor. As soon as the old lady left, Hermione pestered her parents to go and buy her supplies as soon as possible, stating that there are lots of stuffs she has to learn before the school starts and she wouldn't want to be left behind by her classmates that naturally knows about that kind of life. Her parents gave in to her, knowing how much excited their little girl towards this new life of hers.
Two days later, the Grangers found their self in the Leaky Cauldron. Not sure what to do next, they asked someone how they would be able to go to Diagon Alley, a wizarding place where they will find all the supplies that Hermione will need. A kind wizard with a purple turban showed them the way at the back in which they were quite confused. But as soon as the wizard tapped some bricks on the wall, the wall started to move and revealed an alley full of people or much to say wizards and witches, and a line of stores. The kind wizard nodded to the family and left them. At that, the family started their quest to buy all the things that are listed.
"Everyone stay together. We are not very familiar with this place, and it will be safer this way." Mr. Granger instructed.
The first place they go to was the Gringotts Wizarding Bank; according to the separate note given to them, this is where they would be able to exchange their so called 'muggle' money to the ones that are used by the wizards and witches. After that they had gone to different stores, such as the Ollivanders where they bought her wand, Madam Malkins for her robes and various more stores for her other needs. The most of their time was spent in Flourish and Blotts Bookseller, which is their last stop. Hermione was left in awe to the large magical book collection it has. When they left the store, which is much later than her parents expected (they know that it would took Hermione time on any bookstores), the books they had purchased are more than what is on the list because Hermione is eager to have some 'advance reading'. After that event she spent most of her remaining summer studying all the book they had purchased.
And that was what happened before this very nerve-racking day arrived. Now, Hermione was at the King's Cross Station standing at the middle of platforms 9 and 10 together with her parents. They are quite unsure as what it meant when the instructions given to them was that they will need to get past from a wall in the middle of the said place where they are standing. A family passed by them, the child of the family was pushing a cart with an owl on it. The Grangers watched as how the family walked head on to one wall. They were amazed on how the family vanished before their very eyes. They can't seem to get enough how incredible magic can do. Soon enough, they did the same and walk in to the wall and out to the Platform 9 3/4 where a red engine train was on standby.
The place was full of children, who are probably going to board the train like her, and their family who are there to send them off. Hermione felt tingles in her stomach. Her nerves had got her somehow. The reality is sinking in to her that she is heading to a new world, alone.
Mr. Granger put his hand on her shoulder. She looked at his father and gave her a reassuring smile. Her father is a protective and sensitive person especially to her daughter. "Nervous?"
"Well-" she let out a small sigh, "-the truth is yes, a little."
"Oh, sweetie! It will be alright. You'll do well in school and you will definitely find friends there." Her mother encouraged her.
"What if I didn't?" doubting herself.
"It'll be different there. It's a new place, new world and new people or much should I say witches and wizards. You will not have to be afraid to be there because they are just like you. No more of those things you are uncomfortable before." her father hugged his only daughter.
"It's nearly time sweetheart." her mother interrupted the two as the train started to blow steam. "You'll have to settle inside. Your dad and I will miss you." the lady leaned in and gave her a hug and kiss.
"See you on Christmas." she smiled to her parents and boarded the train.
Harry was escorted by Hagrid to the King's Cross Station, and left sooner than he expected, because of an appointment he has to go to. But the big man forgot to tell the boy how to get to platform 9 3/4. Luckily, as he was wondering, he saw a family who are hurrying somewhere, he heard the matriarch of the family said the word 'muggle', a word he learned from Hagrid that means non-magical people. He followed the group of red haired people and observe them and saw how three (the oldest and the twins) vanished as they head to one of the wall in between platform 9 and 10. That was the moment he approached the remaining of the family. The mother of the family, kindly gave him the instructions as to how he would be able to go to his destination.
As he head straight to the wall, he closed his eyes hoping he won't crash. The next thing he knew as he opened them back was that he was at a different platform full of children, some of them got a familiar with them like him. He looked up where the signage are place and saw a golden embedded plaque with the numbers 9 3/4. A train was blowing its steam signaling that it is leaving soon. Harry hurried and boarded the train.
Inside, he took a seat in an empty compartment while waiting for the train to go. Someone knocked on his compartment door and when he look at the person standing in the entrance, he noticed that it was the youngest son from the red headed family who help him earlier.
"Can I? Everyone else is full." He gave him a smile and nodded.
Two boys engage on conversations, and Harry even bought a lot of chocolates from the trolley lady as the train move and head to Hogwarts.
- HERMIONE's POV -
Upon boarding I got a seat on an empty compartment. Soon I was joined by a boy who introduce himself as Neville Longbottom, and then we are joined by four more incoming first years like us.
The six of us, Neville Longbottom, Terry Boot, Ernie Macmillan, Susan Bones and Hannah Abbott had already decided to change to our robes upon my suggestion, as I noticed that maybe we are getting closer to our destination. I look at the beautiful landscape we are passing by, on the train ride, as I wait for the others to enter our compartment. One by one, they entered back inside with the last person, being Neville, who sits next to me.
"Trevor? Trevor?! Trevor!" Neville frantically said as he stood up and look around our shared compartment.
My attention was taken by the boy who looks very worried for his lost toad. "Maybe it got out of here, Neville."
"What do I do?" said the boy, dreadfully. I let out a sigh because I knows that the poor boy would be deeply saddened if his beloved pet is gone, for all I know, he really adored it, as how the boy introduce it to me just after our personal introduction.
"We'll look for it outside and asked every compartment if they had saw Trevor." The four others, who was with us, agrees to my plan and volunteered to help.
I walk down the train aisle and ask every single compartment if they had ever saw a toad. I opened a compartment where two boys, a red haired and black haired boy, was surrounded by a pile of chocolates.
"Have you seen a toad?" the two looked at me, confused. I rolled my eyes due to the chocolates and sweets surrounding them. Don't they know how that much sweets could hurt their teeth? Ignoring their treats I continued to my purpose as why I am there, "Well, there was this boy, Neville, and he lost his toad. Have you seen it?"
"I'm afraid, not." answered the dark haired boy. I looked at him and found myself staring at his green eyes.
Neville suddenly yelled 'Trevor!' from the other end of the train. Then another voice followed, "Hermione! We've found it." said Hannah Abbott. My attention was diverge from looking at the boy's green eyes by the announcement.
I was about to thank the two and leave, when I saw the red head holding his wand, probably trying to conduct some kind of spell.
"Are you trying to do some magic? Let's see them." I told the boy as I crossed my arms and wait for whatever it is he was about to do. The red haired boy pointed his wand on his rat, whose head is inside of a box of treat. Then he chanted some sort of poem rather than a charm. As he finished, there was a pop and the box on the rat's head fell but other than that, nothing happened.
"Was that even a real spell?" the red head grumbled at me. "Well, I tried some of mine at home and it worked. For example-" I entered their compartment and took a seat at the other side, facing the black haired boy. This person is very familiar, I just couldn't remember if I had really seen him and where it was. No, it's not possible. If I had met this guy before I'm sure I'd remember, no doubt, because I am Hermione Granger. I looked at his green eyes that is being covered by his partially broken eyeglasses, and I had the idea what charm should I perform.
"Occulus reparo." I said confidently.
His eyeglasses' lens were repaired, as a swoosh of wind gush his face due to the effect of the spell. He took off his glasses and observe it, amazed at the simple spell I conducted and to its end product. A scar on his forehead peak out as he removed and put back on his glasses.
"Oh my! You must be Harry Potter!" I gasped as I noticed the lightning shaped scar. He was visibly startled on my reaction but then gave me a smile.
"I'm Hermione Granger." I held my hand out and he reached mine to shake hands as I introduced myself to the famous boy-who-lived. Maybe it was that; why I think he is familiar.
I looked at the other boy and asked for his name to be polite. He said his name and I replied uninterested with my attention still towards Harry. There was something inside me that wanted to know more about this boy. I noticed myself on how I much I looked at him and decided to leave.
"I suggest you two, should change to your robes. I expect that we are arriving to our destination soon." I stood up and about to leave their compartment but there was some kind of urge in me that wanted to look at the raven haired, emerald eyed boy for one more time. So I turned back and addressed the other boy, "You know, you got dirt on your nose." I pointed the part on my face, "Just right there." Before I turn back and walk away, I saw the person I intended to look at, silently observing me on my remarks. And by that, I got what I wanted, one more glimpse.
Childish. Immature. Git. I thought about myself, while heading back to my compartment.
The train pulled up at the Hogsmead, and we got out of the train. I saw Harry head straight to a huge man and hugged him as a greeting. After some short conversation with the boy, the big man called all the first years to gather in front of him. He introduced himself as Hagrid, then gave a few instructions and we followed him as he led us on the way to the castle. When we neared the lake, Hagrid, told us that we will take the boats that are on the shore to get to the castle. He also said that one boat could accommodate at least four students. Upon lining up, I found myself to be on the same boat as Harry, of course together with the red headed, Ron, and my friend from the train, Neville. We crossed the Black lake that housed a lot of creatures including a giant squid, according to Hogwarts: A History, a book that I have read in summer to learn more about this new place I will be.
As we a dock in the castle grounds, we are lead inside. At the top of the stairs that leads to the entrance of the Great Hall, Professor McGonagall is waiting for us. With a stern look, she address us and left for a moment to check if it is alright for us to head inside.
Harry was standing at the very front of the crowd, and I, just at the back of his, when I saw a pale looking blonde boy approach him.
"It's true then, the saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts. This is Crabbe and Goyle." he pointed to the two fat boys just a little behind him and continued, "-and I am Malfoy. Draco Malfoy.
Ron snickered at this. The fool doesn't seem to know when things shouldn't be taken lightly. And I know from my gut feelings that for sure this is the time and person who one should not joke about, not for some threatening reason, but maybe for the sake of peace.
"Think my name is funny do you?" Malfoy eyed Ron. "No need to ask yours, red hair and a hand me down robe. You must be a Weasley." then he grinned. I frown at this, I may not fully understand what this Draco Malfoy is implying, but I am quite sure he is looking down at him. And that is just not right, although I know Ron has his fault for laughing, what the blonde was trying to imply is quite too much for a comeback.
Malfoy then brought back his attention to Harry, "You soon must know that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. And I can help you with that." finished the blonde as he held his hand out expecting Harry to shake it.
"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks." replied the raven haired boy, ignoring the blonde's held out hand. Malfoy scowled at this. People could feel the tension forming between the two, and I become worried for Harry, for some reason. At the right moment, before the situation becomes more heated, Professor McGonagall walked in. He tapped the blonde boy from the back, and he got back to his place.
The professor then, led us inside the Great Hall. It was big and the ceiling is enchanted to look like the sky, just like how it was described in the books. But seeing it in person was really something else. I talked to Susan Bones, who was beside me, about the things I have read in the book, Hogwarts: A History.
When we arrived at the very front of the hall, where a chair and a strange looking hat was situated, they announced the start of the house sorting for first years. One by one people are called in front.
"Granger, Hermione!" announced by Professor McGonagall.
I whispered stuffs to myself hoping to calm my nerves as I made my way to the front. I took a seat on the chair facing the crowd and the professor put the strange hat in my head. It suddenly spoke and I was startled for a moment. I had read about the Sorting Hat, but experiencing it myself, I'm not sure what to feel. Well, as a rational being, who would know what to feel when a hat will be the one to partly decide on how the seven years of your schooling will be like.
"Such a brilliant mind! Surely a vast of knowledge, wisdom and wit. Must be a Ravenclaw-" I was quite disappointed to hear that but not much since, I, myself had considered that I could be put in that house due to my personality. "-hm... but such a kind heart and loyalty." The hat pause for second, "but I see ambition and certain cleverness. What should I do with you, young lady?"
"No Gryffindor possibility to me, I guess?" I told myself, since the hat did not say any traits that I could be one.
"Oh! So you're interested to be in Gryffindor? Are you sure?" the hat said like trying to determine something from me. Yes, I thought to myself. The hat kept its silence for a moment. Then suddenly it came back full of liveliness as he shouted "GRYFFINDOR!"
The hall was filled with the sound of clapping. I took off the chair with a big smile on my face and head straight to the table of my new house. I am now part of the honourable house of Godric Gryffindor. The house I wished to be in.
The sorting proceeds and I watched, as one by one the first years like me, gets sorted on their own houses. Most of the people I am together in the train was sorted to Hufflepuff, that being Hannah Abbott and Susan Bones, while Terry Boot was placed in Ravenclaw. The first person I became acquainted, Neville Longbottom, was decided to be at the same house as I am, as well as Ron Weasley, whom by the way, was the younger brother of the red haired guys that was surrounding me in this long gryffindor table.
Harry Potter was then called to the front, the whole crowd suddenly fell into silence. Everyone is curious as to what house the Boy-Who-Lived will be placed. I, on the other hand hoped nothing but what is best for him, although somewhere in my mind, I wished that we'd share the same house. On that way I could easily feed myself the curiosity that lingers on me about him and somehow could find the answer why I am very interested to this boy.
The Sorting Hat took quite some time towards Harry. And from what I could observe, he was mumbling something. Probably talking to the hat. It took some more time when the hat decided to declare the house he'll be in.
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Everyone clapped on the announcement. The Gryffindor table was much delighted, that they gave him a standing ovation as he head to our table, and a lot shook hands with him. It is quite an understandable reaction, because whose house would not want the very famous boy wonder in theirs. And so was I; I admit that I am nothing but happy that I could be with him on the same year and same house.
The headmaster, Dumbledore, then had a speech after the sorting and soon he announce the start of the feast in which our tables was suddenly filed with food. Harry switch his seat and was beside me as we ate dinner. After that we are led by the prefects, in our case Percy who was Ron's older brother, to the Gryffindor tower where our dorm is situated. On the way, Percy explained to us the about the moving stairs and how tricky it could be for us. While in front of the dorm entrance, we were introduce to the lady in the portrait that guards the entrance and took the password for us to enter.
The things I was introduced for today was really amazing, and as I settled down to my dorm, I could only think what more could this magical world could offer.
A/N: I'm sorry! Too little of Harry I know, but given the canon story, we already know how things happen for him. So please be a little patient for me, we're almost there.
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