Harry's POV:
As I walked towards the platform, I was knocked down by something.
"Shit." I heard the person on top of me say. "Oh...sorry, my bad." the person said. The girl got up from on top of me and extended her hand to help me up. "This old pervie man was stalking me." she continued. What the heck? Well, it's not surprising somebody was stalking her.
She was perfect from her pitch black hair to her black and red striped tie that was tied loosely around her neck.
"Ok..." I said confused. "My name is Harry. Harry Potter."
"Cool. My name is Sara Ridd- I mean Sara Steele." She stated. I shot her a confused look. I mean...how come she isn't freaking out that I'm Harry Potter the boy who lived? And did she say Riddle or was it just me?
"Wait...don't you know who I am." I asked.
"Umm...Harry Potter." Sara said. Now she looked confused. "Ohh!" She cried out. "You're the guy Lord Voldemort is trying to kill. I kinda forgot."
"Oh." I said relieved. Well at least she wasn't making a big deal about me being Harry Potter like that one girl at Hogsmeade. The girl had practically stalked me. And don't get me started on that guy from the train station.
We talked about Hogwarts and stuff for about 15 minutes.
"So have you talked to anyone yet?" I asked.
"Well...you and this Draco guy." She replied.
"WAIT!" I interrupted. "Draco as in DRACO MALFOY! He's such a jerk. Not to mention he makes fun of me and my friends all the time." Wow. I can't believe she hangs out with that fruitcake.
Sara and I walked towards the train after having convinced, well, pushed Sara through the wall. Sara started to walk ahead of me. I pulled her back.
"Yes." She said in an impatient manner.
"I was wondering if you wanted to sit with me and my friends." I stuttered.
"Why not?" She answered and we walked side by side to the train.