Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to JK Rowling.
Edited: 06/2014 Grammar and Punctation
1st September 1992
Steve was wandering up the Hogwarts Express trying to find another first year to sit with. He finally came across a boy sitting by himself in a carriage reading. "Hi...can I join you?" the boy nodded, "What book are you reading?" Steve wanted to know a bit more about this boy.
"It's a book on the Wizengamot." Steve was amused that an eleven year old would read a text about the Wizengamot. "I'm Luke." The boy continued and held out his hand. Steve shook it and replied, "Steve." The boys chatted about quidditch and Hogwarts.
They were in a discussion about which quidditch team was the best and why when they were interrupted by two older boys, "Mini-Harry!" the boys exclaimed. Steve let out a small groan only two people call him that and they were the Weasley Twins. Luke on the other hand looked amused at the name the boys had called Steve.
"We looked all over for you..." The twin on the right said.
"And now we've found you!" The twin on the left finished
"Whose your friend?" both twins chorused together.
Steve motioned towards Luke, "This is Luke..." he realised that he and Luke had never exchanged surnames.
"Silvanus. I'm Lucas Silvanus, but please call me Luke." He quickly said when Steve paused in his introductions.
"Well these are the Weasley Twins, Fred," Steve motioned to the one on the left, "and George." he motioned to the one standing on the right. "They are the leading Pranksters at Hogwarts...but I think that title won't last for much longer." Steve said while looking at Luke. Luke nodded and both boys laughed at the look of horror on the Twins faces.
"George I think that was a challenge."
"Yes, my brother. A challenge for the title Prankster Kings!"
"You're on!" both twins stated while sizing up the two first years.
All the boys in the compartment were startled when they heard a low chuckling from the entrance to their compartment. "Whose there?" Steve called out.
"Just me." Harry stepped out of the shadowed entrance. "Hi Fred. George. Brother." Harry nodded as he greeted the boys in the compartment, he saw a fourth boy whom he did not know and held out his hand, "Hi I'm Harry. Harry Evans." Luke shook his hand, "I'm Lucas Silvanus. But please call me Luke." Harry's eyebrows raised at being able to meet the Heir of the Silvanus Dukedom. He smirked at the thought that the Heir's to the five active Dukedoms in Wizarding Britain were all going to be together at Hogwarts for the next couple of years.
"Harry, mate..."
"When did you change your name?"
"Cause the last time we saw you..."
"You were Harry Potter!"
Harry raised an eyebrow at the twins. "I visited Gringotts." the Twins looked at each other confused and still could not see how visiting Gringotts would make any difference.
"You took the Inheritance Test." Luke stated while watching Harry, "I'm guessing you claimed any Houses you could Inherit and one of them was the Family Evans and another more important House. As that would be the only way you could use a different House other than the one you were born, if you were The Master of another House."
Harry just nodded but did not confirm what House he had inherited other than the Family Evans. The twins were still confused but accepted Luke's explanation. For the rest of the journey the two first years quizzed the fifth years about everything that would happen at Hogwarts, what teachers were nice, which ones to avoid and what rules could be stretched.
-later-
Steve and Luke were talking quietly as they were waiting for Professor McGonagall to return. "Are you The Boy-Who-Lives younger brother?" A small girl with fiery hair questioned Steve. He was taken aback with the girl's rudeness. There was silence as everyone was listening and waiting for an answer. "Yes." Steve replied with more confidence than he actually felt. Murmurs broke out and people started shouting out questions. Asking what it was like to be the Boy-Who-Lived brother, what it was like to be a Potter, what Patrick liked and what he did everyday. Steve was confused and was unsure how to respond to all the questions he was being asked.
"Leave him alone!" a voice shouted out. At once all the questions stopped and the first years backed off. But before Steve could make out who had made everyone stop, Professor McGonagall came back to lead them into the Great Hall.
As they entered the Great Hall, all the first years gasped. They could see all the pupils sitting at their house table, all the staff were sitting at the front and the ceiling sparkled with the stars as it mirrored the skies above Hogwarts. Steve could see Harry sitting near the centre of the Ravenclaw table, carefully watching what was going on in the entire hall. The loudest table was Gryffindor and the Weasley Twins were the centre of the laughter. All the noise died away as the first years pooled in front of the Staff table. Professor McGonagall placed a Hat on a stool and stood back. Steve wondered what everyone was waiting for.
"A thousand years or more,
When I was newly sewn,
There lived four wizards of renown,
Whose names are still well known:
Bold Gryffindor, from wild moor,
Fair Ravenclaw, from glen,
Sweet Hufflepuff, from valley broad,
Shrewd Slytherin, from fen.
They shared a wish, a hope, a dream,
They hatched a daring plan
To educate young sorcerers
Thus Hogwarts School began.
Now each of these four founders
Formed their own house, for each
Did value different virtues
In the ones they had to teach.
By Gryffindor, the bravest were
Prized far beyond the rest;
For Ravenclaw, the cleverest
Would always be the best;
For Hufflepuff, hard workers were
Most worthy of admission;
And power-hungry Slytherin
Loved those of great ambition.
While still alive they did divide
Their favourites from the throng,
Yet how to pick the worthy ones
When they were dead and gone?
'Twas Gryffindor who found the way,
He whipped me off his head
The founders put some brains in me
So I could chose instead!
Now slip me snug about your ears,
I've never yet been wrong,
I'll have a look inside your mind
And tell where you belong!"
The Great Hall burst into applause.
"When I call out your name please come up and sit on the stool. Then the Sorting Hat will place you into your house." Professor McGonagall gazed over the first years.
"Baddock, Malcolm." A boy confidently strode forward. All the first years were watching the proceedings with excitement and nervousness. Malcolm sat under the hat which moved before shouting out, "SLYTHERIN!" The Slytherin table burst into applause pleased that they got the first new pupil.
The sorting continued. Finally, "Potter, Stephan." Steve swallowed before making his way up to the stool. The Great Hall was alight with whispers.
"That's Patrick, The Boy-Who-Lives younger brother."
"I forgot the Potter's had another son after Patrick."
The sounds in the Great Hall were lost when the Sorting Hat was placed upon his head.
"Scion Potter. Interesting, you show great loyalty to those you care about, but those people have to work hard to gain your trust. You are ambitious, always wanting to do your best yet you have a thirst for new knowledge. You have all the traits of the founders. And...oh yes...definatly. You will do well Scion Potter. GRYFFINDOR!" Steve sighed in relief that he had been sorted. He was disappointed that he was not in Ravenclaw like Harry but was pleased that the Hat had placed him into Gryffindor.
He sat next to the Weasley twins and their friends, he watched the rest of the sorting happen. The fiery haired girl was a Weasley and was sorted into Gryffindor. He paid more attention when Luke was called up and was extremely happy that they would be in the same house. "Well done Luke." Luke grinned at Steve and both started plotting what pranks they could now pull on the Weasleys.
At one point Steve heard the youngest Weasley, Ginny, ask, "Where's Patrick?" Steve glanced around and thought only my brother can be late for the first day of Hogwarts. He only wants to make an entrance and be the centre of attention.
Steve and Luke felt full after the amazing welcoming feast and could not wait to see Gryffindor Common Room. They followed a prefect through the corridors and up the staircases till they reached a portrait of a fat lady. "Listen carefully, Wattlebird." The portrait swung open and the first years followed the prefect into the gold and red room.
"Hi, I'm Kenneth Towler. I'm the fifth year Gryffindor Prefect. This is Angelina Johnson who is also a prefect and in her fifth year. If you have any questions please come and ask us or any other prefect and we will try to help you as best we can." The boy they had followed from the Great Hall introduced himself and the girl standing next to him.
"The boy's dormitory are up the stairs and to your right, while the girls are on the left.. There are five to each dorm and whoever you pick to share with, you will be sharing with for all the years you are at Hogwarts." Angelina told the group.
"Lessons start tomorrow at 9am and breakfast is served from 7.30am. You will get your timetables from Proffessor McGonagall, who is the Head of Gryffindor, tomorrow when you appear for breakfast. Do you have any questions?" Kenneth looked round.
None of the first years had any. The prefects motioned them to find their dormitories and to settle in. Luke and Steve glanced at each other before quickly moving to the boy's dorms so that they could grab two beds next to each other and get the best spots. Steve picked a bed as far away from the door as possible and right next to a window, and Luke took the bed on his right.
Three other boys entered. "Hi I'm Luke and this is Steve." Luke introduced them. The other boys grinned nervously and introduced themselves, "Colin. Colin Creevey." a small blond-haired boy said.
"Graham Rushmore."
"Michael Romsey."
All of the new Gryffindor boys were tired and full of excitement over what would happen tomorrow.
"Did you hear about Patrick Potter and Ron Weasley?" Colin asked. The other boys shook their heads, Steve just grimaced at the mention of Patrick. "Well, they just entered the common room and a girl with brown frizzy hair marched up to them and shouted at them. She said how could they travel to school in Ron's Dad's flying car. She kept on shouting about how dangerous and immature they were and how lucky they were that they didn't get expelled. Throughout having the girl shout at them the two of them smirked." Colin was gasping for breath he was so excited to have seen Patrick and to finally be at Hogwarts. "Once the girl left them, several boys congratulated them and asked why they flew to Hogwarts." Steve rolled his eyes and thought only his brother could draw that much attention to himself and the school year had only just started.
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AN: Thanks for reading.