Chapter 3

August went by slowly and the summertime came to an end. When September 1 came by, Harry and I quickly packed to go to Hogwarts, still unsure about how we were going to get on Platform 9 ¾. The Dursleys drove us to King's Cross Station and dropped us of, mocking us all the way for the odd tickets that Hagrid had given us. There was a half of an hour left until the train left.

"Okay, let's start by going to Platform 9 and we'll see if it's there," I said as I put my owl into the cart that I was pushing.

Harry nodded and we walked on to Platform 9 and to Platform 10. There was no other platform in between. Just 9 and 10.

"Excuse me?" Harry asked an employee of the station. "Where is Platform 9 ¾?"

The man looked at Harry as though he had lost his mind.

"Very funny, kid."

Harry and I sat down at a bench next to Platform 9 and watched as the time passed by.

"Guess this was all a hoax…" Harry said.

"I don't think so I mean look at all that we have seen." I told him.

I sighed and I watched as crowds of people passed by us, staring at the owls in our carts. Hedwig, the snowy owl that Harry had, looked around at the other white owl, Twila (T-Y-LA), slept silently in his cage.

We waited around for several moments, losing all hope of going to Hogwarts.

"Fred and George, KEEP UP! I don't want to lose you two with all of these Muggles!"

My heads shot up at the word muggle, knowing that these people might be able to help us. Harry and I quickly pushed our carts over to the group of people that we overheard. It was a very large crowd, a mother and her five children pushing carts full of books and one of them even had an owl.

"Excuse me?" Harry said looking at the woman. "Do you know how to get into Platform 9 ¾?"

"Well, yes," the woman said. "You just have to run through this wall right here."

"What?" I asked.

"Just watch my children, okay? Then you can give it a try," she said with a smile.

The oldest of the sons walked into the wall and went straight through it.

I looked at Harry, who also had wide eyes, wondering if I was just imagining things.

"You see!" the woman said with a smile. "Okay, Fred, your turn."

There were two identical redheaded boys standing beside each other, each with a cart.

"I'm not Fred!" he said.

" Honestly woman, you call yourself our mother?" The other one said.

"Oh, I'm sorry George, go ahead."

The boy walked over to the wall, preparing to make a run towards it.

"I was only kidding, I am Fred!" he said as he ran through the wall, his twin brother running through it too.

The youngest of the boys looked over at the two of us, wondering if we wanted to go first. He appeared to be the same age, though rather tall and lanky.

"Let them go first Ron," the mother said.

Harry and I looked at each other, silently deciding who would go first.

I shrugged my shoulders and made a run towards the wall, praying that I didn't fly backwards. I closed my eyes as I was about to reach the walls, but I continued to run.

When I opened my eyes, my jaw dropped. There was a huge sign labeled Platform 9 ¾ hanging from the ceiling and an enormous black and scarlet train that was sitting on the tracks. There was a large crowd of people, all varying in age, saying goodbye to one another as they began to board the train.

"Goodbye Mum!"

"You lost your toads again!"

"Write me, darling!"

It amazed me on just how many people where there. That's when I noticed that Harry had made it through and was looking around as I had just been.

"Wow" I said.

"Yeah…" he murmured.


Harry and I boarded the train after thanking the Mrs. Weasley, the woman that helped us make it to the platform, and we found a vacant compartment to sit in.

We sat there for a few minutes, just watching the people out of the window say there final goodbyes to their families and then the train took off.

After a few more minutes, the younger redheaded boy came up to our compartment.

"Hey, can I sit here?" he asked. "All of the other seats are filled."

We both nodded and he sat down next to Harry, opposite of me.

"I Ron by the way, Ron Weasley," he said to both of us.

"Oh, I'm Harry Potter…"

"And I'm Fire-Lily Aphrodite Josephine Elizabeth Willow DawnPotter, but you can call me Fire."

His mouth fell open and his eyes immediately went to both of our foreheads, obviously searching for our scars.

"Do you really have the…" he asked pointing to his own forehead.

"Oh, yeah," Harry said moving his messy black hair aside for Ron to see.

He looked over at me and I moved the side and lifted up my hair to show the scar behind my ear and he smiled at both of us.

"Wicked…" he said looking from one of us to the other.

We all sat in the compartment talking for a while and I found out that Ron was actually one of seven children and all of them were wizards and witches in his family. He even had a pet rat named Scabbers.

"And one time," Ron said. "Fred turned one of my toys into a spider. I've been afraid of those things ever since."

"Anything from the trolley?" an old woman came to the door of our compartment pointing towards a trolley filled with all kinds of different candies and treats.

"No," Ron said. "My mum packed me a sandwich…" he pulled out his food with a disgusted look.

"Are you sure that's a sandwich?" I said eyeing the substance in a bag.

"No." Ron said swallowing his words.

She started to walk away when Harry stopped her.

"I'll have the whole lot," he said holding out golden coins.

"Harry, I know we got money now but don't spend it all." I whined as she hand the candies over.

The compartment soon was filled with all different sorts of the candy that Harry bought from the trolley. There were things like Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans (I got a cabbage flavored one), Cauldron Cakes, Chocolate Cauldrons.

I opened up the container to a chocolate frog and something dropped out.

"Who'd you get?" Ron asked.

I picked up the card and read it.

"Albus Dumbledore…Considered by many the greatest wizard of modern times, Dumbledore is particularly famous for his defeat of the Dark Wizard Grindelwald in 1945, for the discovery of the twelve uses of dragon's blood, and his work on alchemy with his partner, Nicolas Flamel. Professor Dumbledore enjoys chamber music and ten-pin bowling…"

"Oh, I already have him…" Ron said grabbing for a licorice wand and cramming it into his mouth.

"Oh! Do you want to see a spell?" Ron asked looking excited.

"Sure," Harry said.

"Okay, well, I'm not sure if it's a good one or not, but Fred and George showed it to me…" he said as he grabbed for Scabbers.

"Here we go," he pulled his wand out and started to tap it onto the rat.

Right when he was about to say a spell, the compartment door flew open. In the door was a bushy haired girl with particularly large front teeth who had already changed into her black school robes.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but have you seen a couple of toads some twins named Neville and Nicolas have lost theirs," the girl said.

We all looked at one another and shook our heads. However, the girl's attention was now with Ron.

"Are you doing magic?" she asked. "Let's see then."

She sat down next to me and looked over at Ron.

"Um, all right…" he said looking back at Scabbers. "Sunshine daises, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!"

Nothing happened. No surprise, I have already finished reading all our books, which I hind from the Dursleys' saying harry and I could only afford one copy for the both of us, along with the extra books I bought.

"Well that's no good," the girl said, then she looked from Harry to me. "Holy crickets, you're Harry and Fire-Lily Potter! I'm Hermione Granger!" she announced shaking our hands.

"I'm Ron Weasley," Ron said looking at Hermione.

"Pleasure…" she said with a disgusted look. "Well, I'm going to go look for that toad, could anyone help me?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, neither wanting to go, so I stood up.

"I'll help," I said looking at the two boys who looked thrilled that they could stay put.

"Thank you! Oh, by the way," she said to Ron. "You have dirt on your nose…"

Ron started to rub the dirt off his nose as we left the compartment.

"What color are the toads?" I asked Hermione.

"They're both sort of a brownish color, at least that's what Neville and Nicolas told me…oh, there he is…" she said looking down the rows towards two short, plump, brown-haired boys.

"Did you find him?" one boy asked desperately.

"No, but Fire-lily Potter has come to help," she said smiling back at me.

They looked over to me.

"T-thank y-you," The other one stammered.

I smiled and continued down the rows to ask if anyone had seen the toads. No one had.

"Excuse me, have any of you seen any toads?" I asked a compartment of boys.

"No we haven't seen a bloody toad," a boy with white-blond hair said to me. "My father only buys the best for me."

All the other people in the compartment laughed.

"Well I'm looking for one and I don't give a damn about what your father buys." I said leaving the compartment.

I walked into another compartment, "Excuse me have you seen any toads?" I asked the girls in there.

They looked at each other and then said, "No."

I turned to leave but then someone stopped me, "Wait can you stay here? I want to make new friends but the only ones a got are my twin sister and her friend."

"Um…" I said looking outside of the compartment thinking about the toads.

Sensing why I heisted the friend said, "I'm sure the toad will turn up. Please I want to make new friends too. It we'll be only for a couple of minutes."

I looked out the door one last time, I do need more friends.

I went and sat down by the first girl.

"Hi, I'm Faith Serizar and this is my twin Hope and our friend, Destiny Huggins."

The other's waved and I did so back, "I'm Fire-lily Potter , but you can call me Fire."

They all gasped and began searching my face. I smiled knowingly and lifted up my hair to show my scar.

"So what house do you think you'll be in."

"I don't really know what you're talking about, I was raised by muggles so…." I trailed off. They all nodded in understanding.

"So basically there are four houses, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and Slytherin. Hufflepuffs are loyal, Ravenclaws are smart, Gryffindors are brave, and Slytherins are cunning. I'm going to be in Slytherin or Gryffindor," Faith said "Because apparently I am the most cunning and brave person in my family."

"I'm going to be in Ravenclaw," Hope said "Because I am the smartest, or at least near there, person you'll ever meet."

"I don't know where I'm going, but I hope I will make my parents proud." Destiny said.

We made small talk, I told the girls about the Dursleys( they hate them, too now), my twin brother, and soon at the end of the train they were already some of my best friends.

Friends, I never thought I'd ever have friend dud-dud always scared them away, but now I have three and possibly Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Nicolas.

We finally arrived at the school about a half of an hour later.

"Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" a familiar voice called out.

I looked over and saw Hagrid waving his arm into the air, a lantern in his other hands. When he saw us, a huge smile went across his face.

"Hey Hagrid!" I called as we made our way over to him.

After all of the first years got together, Hagrid announced that we would go over to the castle in boats. I got into a boat with Faith, Hope, and Destiny.

We were sitting still in the boat, when all of a sudden; the boats began to move by magic. I looked over at the other boats and spotted Harry, who had a big smile on his face. Then I felt something slimy on my hand. I jerked away from it and saw that it was two large, brown toads.

I looked around at the other boats and I saw Neville and Nicolas.

"Hey Neville, Nico!" I called and he looked over at me. "Are these your toads?"

I held them up and Neville smiled, "Trevor!" While Nico did the same with the other one, "Chris!"

"I'll give them to you when we stop, okay?" I said and they nodded.

I looked back ahead just as the school came into view.

It was magnificent.

"Welcome to Hogwarts," Hagrid said.

The boats finally came to a stop after a long ride through the lake. After we unloaded, we started to walk towards the castle, most of us freezing because we got water on us.

Once we got into the castle, we were told to wait in a hallway, just outside of what was called the Great Hall, which was were all of the other students were already seated and waiting for the first years to arrive.

"I'm going ter get Professor McGonagall, you wait here…" Hagrid said as he went into another room.

"Oh, here are your toads, Neville, Nico," I said as I handed him the large brown toad.

After Hagrid had left, all of the first years began to talk about the school houses (Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin) and how there were going to be sorted into them. I heard a lot of people guessing that there would be some kind of test that determined it. Right in the middle of Hope telling me that they sorted us by putting a hat on our head, I heard my name.

"I heard that Harry and Fire-lily Potter are here!"

"Is it true?"

"Harry and Fire-lily Potter are at Hogwarts?"

"Where are they?

"I see Harry! He's right there!"

In that moment, I was glad my hair hides my scar. I didn't want this kind of attention, and by the looks of it, neither did Harry. The entire class of first years stared, some glared, at him as if we were something in a museum, needless to say, it was rather awkward. I can't wait until they found out I was Fire-Lily Potter.

I looked back at the girls who sensed my nervousness and all gave me small smiles.

"So it's true," We looked up in my brother direction." Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts. That's Crabbe and Goyle and I'm Malfoy."

Ron snickered along with the girls and me, but we were quieter about it.

" You think that's funny well I don't have to ask your name …Red hair, freckles, and hand-me-down robes…you must be a Weasley," he said as if it was some kind of disease. "Hang with the wrong sort I see." He told harry.

I looked over at Ron, who had gone completely red in the face and back at Malfoy who held a hand out.

Malfoy continued holding out his hand, "I can help you with that."

"I think I'll be able to sort out the wrong kind for myself, thanks," Harry said.

Malfoy looked as though he was about to say something, but was interrupted by a stern looking old woman behind him.

"Excuse me, Mr. Malfoy," she said looking down at him.

He pressed his lips together and moved back to where he had been before speaking with Harry and Ron.

"I am Professor McGonagall, I ask that you follow me please," she said turning around and walking towards the Great Hall.

Each one the first years looked at one another before they began to walk forward towards the Great Hall Faith, Hope, Destiny, and I at the front. Each one of the children were still wondering what was going to happen. I even heard Hermione Granger going over spells that she had learned in one of her textbooks. I looked at hope and smiled thankful I knew what was coming.

When we entered the Great Hall, we were all in awe. The room was enormous. There sat four long tables, each holding students from the different houses, and then there was one more placed at the far side of the room where the teachers sat. Right in front of the teachers sat a single stool with a large brown hat. When we reached this stood, we all came to a stop.

Professor McGonagall stepped in front of the first years and pulled out a roll of parchment.

"I will call each of you by name and you will sit on the stool to be sorted," she announced.

"Abbot, Hannah!" she called.

When Hannah sat down on the stool, the hat came to life.

"Hmmm…" it said.

"Did it just talk?" I asked looking at Faith who was my best buddy of the group.

"Yeah…" she whispered and looked back at Hannah, who looked terrified.

"HUFFLEPUFF!" the hat shouted.

She stepped off the stool and ran over to sit next to the cheering table that I assumed was the Hufflepuff house. McGonagall called out several more names, most of which I didn't know. However, I recognized both Hermione Granger and Neville Longbottom who were both sorted into Gryffindor. Also Nicolas Longbottom who was sorted into Hufflepuff. Draco Malfoy, after having the hat barely touch his head, was immediately sorted into Slytherin.

"Not a single decent person has been sorted into that house…" Ron muttered as we all watched Malfoy strut over to his table. I wacked him in the back of the head before looking at faith who was applauding me slightly.

"Huggins, Destiny!" I hugged her before she approached the hat.

It took a few seconds till you heard, "HUFFLEPUFF!"

I have a loyal friend… good to know.

"Serizar, Hope!" I also gave her a hug.

A few minutes after wards the hat Shouted, "RAVENCLAW."

Well I have to say girl's brilliant.

"Serizar, Faith!"

Faith walked up and it took 10 minutes until the hat shouted, "SYTHERIN"

She walked past me and we gave each other high-five slapped both of the backs of our hands 3 times then snapped. She smiled and walked off to her table.

"POTTER, HARRY!" McGonagall called.

Everyone grew silent as I watched my brother have the same argument with the hat.

"GRYFFINDOR!" it shouted.

"Potter, Fire-Lily!" McGonagall called after several more moments.

I heard several gasps when I walked up to the stool and couldn't help but notice someone staring at me from the teacher's table. People started whispering about me not having a scar.

I sat down on the stool and McGonagall set the hat on my head.

"Hmmm…" the hat said. "Interesting…you have a great mind…determination…where to put you?"

Not Slytherin, I thought to myself.

"Not Slytherin, eh? You could do them well…"

No I wouldn't, I thought. The only person I like in Slytherin is faith and we'll still be friends without me being in Slytherin.

"Well, that's a pity…better be…GRYFFINDOR!" it shouted.

I smiled and walked over to the cheering table of Gryffindor, sitting next to Hermione and across from Harry.

"WE GOT BOTH POTTERS!" the Weasley twins yelled over their entire cheering house.

I smiled and looked at the other tables were I saw each of the girls smiling at me. A few minutes later, Ron sat up on the stool.

"Ugh, another Weasley. GRYFFINDOR!" it shouted and Ron came over to sit next to Harry.

At last, the sorting was over. After McGonagall had the stool and hat disappear, the old man that had been sitting in the middle of the teacher's table stood up. This man had long silver hair, with a matching long beard, and had half-moon spectacles that covered his eyes.

"Welcome to Hogwarts! I'm Albus Dumbledore and I am your headmaster this year. There are times for long speeches…but this is not one of them, let the feast begin!" he said smiling at all of us.

When I looked back at the table, I saw that the once empty golden platters and plates where now filled with an assortment of different foods.

Immediately, Ron dug into the food and everyone else wasn't far behind him. I grabbed enough food to fill my plate entirely.

"Hello!" a voice said.

I looked over to my right and saw a head poking up through the table.

"Who are you?" Ron asked.

"That's Nearly-Headless Nick!" a boy a few seats down from me announced.

"I prefer Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington…" the ghost muttered.

"Well nice to meet you Sir Nicholas de Mimsy-Porpington." I said to him. " I am Fire-lily Aphrodite Josephine Elizabeth Willow Dawn Potter, but I prefer Fire."

"How can you be nearly headless?" Hermione asked him.

"Like this…" he said as his tilted his head to the side, however it did not actually fall off of his head.

"Ewwww!" a few kids said. But you could hear my, "CCCCOOOOOOLLLL" Above it.

The transparent ghost smiled at me and floated off as he put his head back in place.

We began eating for a few more minutes when I looked back up at the teacher's table feeling someone staring at me. When I looked up and suddenly my scar began to burn.

"Ow!" Harry and I said at the same time, both of us clutching our scars.

"What was that about?" Ron asked looking at both of us.

"I think it's that Snape guy…my scar started burning right when he looked over here…" Harry said rubbing his scar.

He doesn't look like the kind of guy to do… Oh well just trust your brother, Fire.


"I believe that we have all had our fills," Dumbledore said standing up. "So I believe that it is time for us all retire to our dormitories. Goodnight!"

Dumbledore waved his hands and all of the food from the table vanished.

"First years follow me!" Percy Weasley said as he stood up. "I'm your prefect and I'll lead you to the Gryffindor Tower…FOLLOW ME!"

"I'm a prefect!" one of the Weasley twins said mocking their older brother.

"I'm a complete baboon!" the other twin said mimicking Percy as well.

Most of the first years laughed at the twin's impersonation of Percy, but he did not look amused in the slightest.

"Off we go," he grumbled and all of the first years followed suit.


"And here we are!" Percy announced as we arrived in front of a painting of a rather large woman. "This is the Fat Lady and you will be required to remember a password to her if you would like to go into the tower. If you forget the password, you will have to wait for another Gryffindor to come by."

"Password?" the Fat Lady asked.

It may seem odd that this painting talked, but apparently it was very common in the wizarding world. Every one of the painting in Hogwarts talked and was able to move around in the paintings. Not to mention the fact that almost every staircase in the castle moved around. It was very strange.

"The password is Caput Draconis," Percy announced.

"Correct," the Fat Lady said as the painting opened up like a door.

When we all went through the door, we walked into a circular common room that was decorated with scarlet tapestries, had various squishy looking chairs, and tables.

"Welcome to the Gryffindor Common Room!" Percy announced. "Through the door you will find two separate staircases; the one on the left leads to the girl's dormitories and to the right the boy's dormitories."

I walked up into the girls' dormitory to see where exactly I was sleeping. I took the staircase on the left and discovered that the rooms where separated by year. I went into the room labeled First Years.

While I was there, I met some of the people that I would be sharing the room with. There was Hermione Granger, Lavender Brown, and Parvati Patil. Apparently Parvati had a twin that had been sorted into Ravenclaw, much to her dismay. This made me happy that I was fortunate enough to be in the same house as my brother.


"Okay…so we have Potions next…it's a double class period too…" I said as I read off the schedule to Harry and Ron who were walking next to me.

A few days of the school year had already passed and it was now a Friday. We had already been in the majority of the classes this year, aside from potions.

In Herbology, Professor Sprout only discussed the kinds of plants that we would be able to work with this year and some of the more dangerous ones that we would be learning about later in our years at Hogwarts.

History of Magic was extraordinarily boring because Professor Binns, who was the only ghost teacher in the school, lectured to us the entire time about all kinds of these famous wizards from back in the day. He spoke in a completely monotone voice and did not stop talking until it was time for lunch, but I managed to stay awake and take notes.

Afterwards, we had to go to Charms class, which wasn't too bad. Professor Flitwick, who was extremely short, talked about the kinds of spells that we would be using and taught us the "swish and flick" technique of waving your wand. I have finished and mastered all the charms from that book I bought in Diagon Alley - Charms and other wonderful things by Luna Teria , so I am doing really well in this class.

Professor Quirrell stuttered as much as usual during our first Defense against the Dark Arts class, which proved to be rather awkward. Honesty, I don't think he is a very good teacher and faith and destiny agreed with me while hope said ' well he's the best we got and he fought off vampires.'

Now, it was time for Potions, which I had already heard from several people that claimed that the class was difficult, but I was ready for it. When I told the Dursleys' the lie about not having a book, I had read the entire textbook front to back before we left for the train. I offered Harry the book to read, but he told me that he wasn't all that interested in Potions. Well neither was I, but I wanted to pass.

When we arrived in the dungeons where Potions class took place, I saw that we would have to be in the same class as the Slytherins.

"Great…" muttered Ron.

I went over and sat next to Faith, who was sitting by herself. Hope, Faith, Destiny, and I made a habit of sitting next to each other in all of our classes. Which made teachers surprised that we are so friendly to each other especially in transformation with Slytherins. I swear Professor McGonagall almost fell out of her chair when she saw faith and I laughing.

"You are here to learn the subtle science and exact art of potion making," Snape said, looking around at the students. "As there is little foolish wand-waving here, many of you will hardly believe this is magic. I don't expect you to really understand the beauty of the softly simmering cauldron with its shimmering fumes, the delicate power of liquid that creep through the human veins, bewitching the minds, ensnaring the senses…I can teach you how to bottle fame, brew glory, even stopper death - if you aren't as big a bunch of dunderheads as I usually have to teach."

Everyone in the classroom was silent, all staring at Snape and listening to his every word. Snape gazed around the room at everyone.

"Ah…I see we have the Potters this year…our new celebrities…how charming," he said in a tone that implied that he didn't find this at all charming.

The Slytherins laughed, but of course Faith was silent. Then Snape went to stand in front of Harry, his eyes flickering to me for a moment.

"Tell me, Mr. Potter," he said. "What would I get if I added powdered root of asphodel to an infusion of wormwood?"

Draught of Living Death. I thought.

From across the room, I saw Hermione's hand shoot up in the air.

"I…don't know…" my brother said.

"Hmmm…where would you look if I told you to find me a bezoar?"

It's a stone that's taken from the stomach of a goat…It saves you from poisons…

Again, Hermione's hand shot up in the air.

"I'm not sure," Harry said looking up at the professor.

"What is the difference between monkshood and wolfsbane?"

Nothing, they're the same thing…

Hermione's hand was now waving frantically in the air, but Snape ignored it.

"I don't know…"

"Pity…" Snape mumbled. "I guess fame isn't everything."

Harry glared at the teacher, who was clearly mocking his intelligence. The Slytherins were now laughing, especially Draco.

I glanced up, waiting for the question. I was prepared.

"What about you Ms. Potter do you know the answers?" he repeated, glancing sideways at his desk.

"Draught of Living Death, It's a stone that's taken from the stomach of a goat, it saves you from poisons and nothing, they're the same thing" I said.

His eyes shot over to my direction.

"That is…correct actually…" Snape mumbled, looking lost in thought. "…do you know the other name for the plants…?"

"I believe it is aconite," I answered.

Harry looked back at me with a single eyebrow raised.

"Right…" Snape nodded as he slowly walked over to his desk.

The entire class was silent.


I was/am bored this weekend.

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