A/N: It's me again. I'm skipping to the Hogwarts Express. Why? Because I want too. You guys are all so wonderful with your reviews! Mostly. But that's not the point. The point is I'm actually updating!

Harry had been waiting for this day forever. Packing hadn't been hard; he had just crammed all his secondhand supplies into his old trunk. Not that the quality mattered. The thing was; Harry was going to Hogwarts! And he couldn't have been happier. He would finally be at a place with people who cared him all the time.

"Boys! Get downstairs! It's time to leave," yelled Lily. She had fussed over them, and though Harry would not be quick to admit it, it kind of felt nice.

As Harry climbed onto the train, he nervously flattened his bangs over the lightning shaped scar on his face. Debris had made the marking, they had told him. How a piece of debris had been in the shape of a lightning bolt, Harry would never know.

Looking around, he saw Neville's pudgy face sticking out of an empty compartment, looking for him. Walking over to him he saw that there was someone else in the apartment.

Looking questioningly at Neville, he said, "Hi, Neville! And may I ask who this is?"

Neville blushed and said, "Hey Harry! It's great to see you. I made a new friend her name is Hermione and she needed somewhere to sit so I let her sit with us I hope you're not mad." He said the last part really fast and his face was flushed.

"Of course not," Harry said. To Hermione he said, "Hi, I'm Harry."

"I gathered. It's quite impolite to not use a last name when you introduce yourself. I'm Hermione Granger by the way, but I think you've noticed."

Harry stared at her before saying, "Oh, er…. I'm-. Sorry, Hermione-. Can I call you that, or do you prefer something else?"

She laughed and said, "Hermione is fine. I swear; you're almost as bad as Neville. Didn't your parents teach you social skills?" She either missed or ignored the look that Harry and Neville exchanged.

"Never mind. Of course not. My parents taught me manners. Harry, I never caught your last name?"

Harry looked nervous, "Oh. Er, I'm, er, -

"Well spit it out already! It's impolite to keep a lady waiting."

"It's Potter," Harry said quietly. Hermione's jaw dropped to the floor.

"POTTER?" She screeched, "As in Albus Potter? AS in THE Potter's? Oh, er, I-" It was now Hermione's turn to be flustered now, "Er, I'm so sorry, Harry. I didn't mean to offend you. I read all about your family and what your brother did! It must be so hard growing up around such a great and talented wizard like that probably made you feel overshadowed. Oooo, do you feel overshadowed Harry? Because I've read tons of book on this and I can probably help you. I mean, only if that's okay with you-"

"Hermione-"

"Wait, of course it isn't okay with you! I'm so sorry! I-"

"FOR THE LOVEOF GOD WOULD YOU STOP TALKING, HERMIONE?" Harry finally screamed.

"Oh, uhm, sorry Harry," said Hermione, looking dejected.

"It's okay, you just never let me say anything. Yes, I'm brothers with Albus Potter, but he's not really the greatest wizard or whatever you just said. He can't even put his trousers on right!" Hermione nervously laughed.

"I guess I should've known. No one who likes their fame that much can really be a good person. But won't you get in trouble for saying this?" Hermione asked, looking around.

As if on cue, Albus and his two goons, Ron and another boy who was tall and darker skinned, entered the area.

"Hey, brat, get out of this compartment, this is ours." Neville started to get his things, but Harry held his ground.

"And why should I?" As soon as Harry finished the question, a fist collided with his chin. Harry looked up to see Albus grinning.

"Hurt didn't it? Would you like another one?" Just then a school prefect showed up.

"Boys, no fighting with a lady around!" He exclaimed.

Albus smiled and said, "It's not my fault! These… These-" Albus seemed to be trying to find a good word to describe them.

"Don't think too hard, Albie, or you might hurt yourself." Harry quipped.

"Boys, that's enough." Said they prefect.

"You can't order me around!" said Albus. HE was on the verge of a tantrum.

"And why not?"

"BECAUSE I'M ALBUS POTTER!"

"OH, I'm sorry, I didn't know, I'm, I'm so sorry, I wasn't aware of that, I'm so so so so so sorry!" Albus laughed.

"Fine, just take these kids out of my compartment." He said the word with an air of contempt, as if he wasn't one himself.

"Right away!" The prefect then hoisted Harry, Neville, Hermione, and their luggage out the compartment door and said, "What is wrong with you? Trying to pick a fight with the boy- who-lived?" He then brushed himself off and walked away.

"HARRY!" Hermione squealed, "Are you okay?"

Harry laughed. "Of course I'm okay Hermione, he hits like a girl." And it was true, his punches hurt less than when his new owl, Hedwig scrached him. Hedwig had really been a fluke in which Albus had decided he wanted a toad instead, so Harry got Hedwig, as she was already paid for.

Finding a new compartment was tough, but eventually they found room with the Weasley twins. They played many games of exploding snap and luaghed until their insides hurt. Eventually Hermione left so that she could get her robes on. A little bit later, they got thier first glimpse of the castle.

That's it! Oh, two important quick questions. Do you guys think Harry should be a Gryff,a Puff, or a Claw? I'm leaning towards a claw with Hermione and Neville be a Puff with Hannah Abott. Besides the people who I've already listed, who else do you think Harry should be freinds with? Let me know or I'll just pick random characters from the stroy :).