Saiki and Hagrid are walking along Kings Cross Station. Some passer-bys stare at Hagrid.
"What're you looking at? " He growls.
/I'm wondering myself really/
"Blimey, is that the time? Sorry, Harry, I'm gonna have to leave you. Dumbledore'll be wanting his...well, he'll be wanting to see me. Now, uh, your train leaves in 10 minutes. Here's your ticket. Stick to it, Harry that's very important. Stick to your ticket."
With that he vanishes into the crowd.
/So he leaves an 11 year old kid, who he knows has no knowledge of magic, on his own, in a busy train station full of 'muggles', with a ticket saying Platform 9¾, and 10 minutes to spare? I feel I can trust this man with my life/
/Luckily I know where I'm going/
Pushing his cart of luggage, Saiki subtly walks into the wall, appearing on the platform full of families and adolescents.
He takes care of his luggage and promptly takes a seat in an empty compartment.
Not long after the train starts moving Saiki starts to consider the possability on teleporting to the castle rather than having to deal with the oncoming senario.
/Seems I cannot rid myself of the narrative no matter how hard I try, not that I've been doing a very goo job/
As he feared the fiery haired boy slides his compartment door open.
"Excuse me, do you mind? Everywhere else is full." He asks, awkward.
"If you must." He managed to not roll his eyes or sigh and is quite proud of himself.
The boy sits across from him, apparantly not seeing any spite in Saiki's words.
"I'm Ron, by the way. Ron Weasley."
In his contemplation of how much he regrets ever deciding to help these people (read "idiots") he almost says 'Yes I know'.
"Harry.", He manages, hoping Ron won't pry for his-
"Harry, what?"
-surname...
At that moment Saiki stops caring for acting. He is done. Officially.
"Potter," He states matter-of-factly.
The boy across from him gapes.
"So-so it's true?! I mean, do you really have the...the..." He trails off akwardly.
Saiki lifts the fringe of black hair from his forehead, revealing the oddly shaped scar.
/Magic/
"Wicked."
/Is that really how you want to go about this? So insensitive. I mean the parents I never knew and don't know anything about died 11 years ago. Those wounds have yet to heal/
A trolley comes by the compartment, full of sweets. This rips Saiki from his thoughts, /Time to reward myself for the torment I've been put through/
" Anything off the trolley, dears?"
"No, thanks, I'm all set. ", Ron mumbles as he spins a mutilated, um.. Sandwich? In his hands.
"Some of everything." Suddenly pleased that he took so much from his vault, he hands the lady the money.
"Whoa!"
/I know what you're thinking and you're not getting any/ He thinks as the handles the goods, not looking Ron in the face.
Some time into the journey, Saiki thinks Ron isn't as bad company as he first thought. /Still an idiot though, but then again every one is./ Not as obnoxious or loud as his previous companions.
Ron's rat, named Scabbers, sits atop his red hair. /Another one to look out for, first Voldemort himself, now Peter Pettigrew. You have terrible taste in pets Ron/
As Saiki continues digging into his haul, now reduces to mostly wrappers, he pickes up a box of candy beans.
"Careful with those. When they say every flavor they mean every flavor." The red-head warns.
/If there are no coffee jello beans I will sue/
He decides to experiment with the beans on a later date as to not risk throwing up half a trolley of sweets due to some bad luck. /Which I seem to be jinxed with/
He instead moves his attention towards a package of chocolate frog. He stares at the package for a while, regarding the monstrosity. /Do I really want to eat this?/
"Don't worry, it's only a spell. Besides, it's the cards you want. Each pack's got a famous witch or wizard. I got about 500 meself."
/Why do you seem so proud of yourself, for some reason./
"You can have it", He hands the peculiar food to Ron who not-so-graciously accepts it.
"Thanks!"
The long forgotten rat atop Ron's head squeaks at the sudden movement.
"This is Scabbers, by the way, pitiful, isn't he?", The boy says as he handles the 'rat'.
Saiki nods his head slightly /You have no idea/
"Fred gave me a spell as to turn him yellow. Want to see?"
While Saiki doubts the validity of the spell he has no real way of knowing if it is real or fake.
"Go on then."
Clearing his throught he begins, "Ahem. Sun-"
And is promply interupted as the carrige door slides open to reveal a bushy haired girl.
/I didn't know Hagrid's beard had it's own body/
"Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one."
Ron answers first, "No."
Before Saiki can stop her Hemione speaks.
"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see then."
/Guess you don't care about the toad anymore/
Ron complies anyway, "Aghhhemm. Sunshine, daises, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!"
Nothing happens.
/Surprise, surprise/ Saiki is too busy being unimpressed giving up on the future generation of wizards to see the young witch's tangent coming.
"Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it? Of course I've only tried a few simple spells myself, and they've all worked for me. "
/Well, hurrah for modesty/
It is then she notices 'Harry's' scar.
"Holy Cricket, you're Harry Potter. I'm Hermione Granger...and you are...?"
/What kind of expression is that?/
"I'm...Ron Weasley." The words being muffles by the food in his mouth.
"Pleasure. You two better change into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon. " She gets up and leaves,but then comes back and looks towards Ron. "You've got dirt, on your nose, by the way, did you know? Just there. "
She points to the chocolate staining Ron's nose, which he brushes away embarrased.
The sky is dark as the train pulls into the station. Saiki and Ron exit the train and their gazes are draw by the sound of shouting.
"Right, then! First years! This way, please! Come on, now, don't be shy! Come on now, hurry up!"
Well Ron in drawn in but Saiki just tries to block out the frantic thoughts of the 11 year old crowd. /Great, the responsible adult who left me at the station by myself will be taking a bunch of kids across a not-so-safe lake/
Ron walks up to Hagrid and Saiki reluctantly follows.
"Hello, Harry.", He greet with his warm smile. /It's surprisingly genuine/ He must admit.
"Yes hello.", Saiki answers and blends in with the crowd of first years.
"Right then. This way to the boats! Come on, now, follow me." The half giant commands as he leads them down a path.
Sticking with Ron saiki boards the small boat.
/Better stick with him than meet anyone else/
The small fleet pulls it's self over the lake. A castle soon comes into view and gasps of awe are heard all round.
The children soon find themselves navigating the stone walls of the castle. They're approached by a tall woman wearing a green robe and pointy hat.
/Why must they be so cliche/
Once she gets the groups attention she begins he speech.
"Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin. Now, while you are here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup."
A loud croak sounded and all occupants of the hallway looked towards a scared lookin boy, holding his toad in his cupped hands.
"Sorry" He calls out with an abashed smile.
/You're welcome/ After Hermione left he discreetly returned the toad ,Trevor, to his owner. Not having the patience for any more bullshit to be caused by the misplaced pet.
"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." McGonagall finishes and leaves.
/My nu-senses are tingling/Saiki thinks as Draco Malfoy creeps up to him, grin on his face.
"It's true then, what they're saying on the-"
"If you're going to offer me money I don't want any."
Draco appears shocked but quickly recovers. "Actually I was going to offer you my aquaintenceship"
"Hmmm, No, still don't want any."
"Do you know who I am. I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
He heares ron snickering, "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand me down robe? You must be a Weasley."
Before things can escalate McGonagall reappeares and smacks Malfoy on the shoulder with some paper.
/I like her. Lets hope she doesn't spoil it./
"We're ready for you now."
With that she leads the group through two large doors and into the Great Hall. The first years stare at the starry projection on the roof and hoard of floating candles.
/Congrats, looks like you made a whole in the ceiling. Surely these kids have looked at the sky at some point in their lives?/
"It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History." Hermione explains out of nowhere.
/Thank you captain obvious. Although I wouldn't be surprised if they did just make a whole in the roof/
"All right, will you wait along here, please? Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words."
The man named Dumbledore rises from his seat at the front of the room and begins his speech.
"I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that the 3rd floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you."
/Don't worry you're not welcome. Really who let kids come to this place/
"When I call your name, you will come forth, I shall place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses. Hermione Granger."
She mumbles something and walks to the stool. Sitting on it.
"Ah, right then...hmm...right. Okay...Gryffindor!"
The room cheers and the process repeats.
Saiki mainly ignores the ceremony, mainly wandering which house will grant him the least attention. From what he can tell he would most likely be chosen for Slytherin, but that house seems like a taboo and therefore should be avoided. The worse attention he could get was the negative kind.
Hupplepuff came to mind as it was the house with least people in it. However the whole house was full of people that would likely pry into his life or, like his old 'friends', would not leave him alone.
Ravenclaw had people who seemed bareable, unfortunately that was a house for the smart. Every one there had top grades. This would mean he would need to achieve good grades or be disowned by the entire house, meaning endless pestering and people trying to tutor him to improve house image.
So he decides that Griffindor is the lesser of four evils. And seeing as he is acquainted with Ron he didn't need to get to know anyone else.
His train of thought is derailed when hi name is called.
"Harry Potter."
Everything goes silent. Saiki walks up and sits down, wearing his best dead-pan for the occasion.
"Have your mind set on Griffindor do you? Oh but you seem to be a good fit for Slytherin."
"No that's fine. I don't mind if I'm not very siutable."
"Oh no Potter. You have courage to spare. Other than your irrational fear of insects that is."
"Griffindor!" The Hat announces.
The Griffindor table erupts into cheer as Saiki calmly wanders towards where Ron is sat, dead-pan and all.
As he sits McGonagall dinga a cup. "Your attention, please."
"Let the feast...begin."
Food appears on the table the students begin to dig in.
Saiki waits for desert.
-I think this is the longest chapter so far. Please review, it helps a lot. Also sorry if anything seems OOC
