AN from SonofLuffy: Written by J. R. Tancredo.

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Chapter Six: Come Hogwarts or High Water

As they approached platform 10, Harry looked at his ticket, and quickly began, "Professor, this says platform nine and three quarters, but that ca not be right!" He looked back up and Snape was no longer there. Had he been abandoned? Was it all a dream? This could not be right, yet within the last 24 hours, he learned so much, that he was beginning to think, "This cannot be real. It had to be a dream. Professor Snape would not simply abandon me here!"

As he said this, Snape walked out from a pillar. "Are you coming, Harry? As I said a minute ago, just walk into the pillar."

All this magic was really starting to play tricks on him.

Snape helped Harry load his trunk, and showed him aboard, "I will see you at school, Harry. Have fun."

Harry smiled. For such an odd looking man, Professor Snape was unaccountably nice. Sometimes creepy, and a little scary, but Snape was certainly a good man.

Harry was walking along the corridor looking for an empty cabin, after all, he had never had friends before- Why would wizards be different? But as he passed by a cabin, the door slammed open and a girl about his age with long, curly hair, stormed out, followed by a voice from within.

"You there! Come sit down!" To which Harry, bewildered, obliged. Taking the empty seat, he found himself across from two boys, one with fair hair, blue eyes, and pale skin; the other had dark hair, Brown eyes, and dark skin. Next to him sat a very pale young girl with straight black hair and eyes like his own, only less vibrant. All three looked his age. "So who are your parents?" The blonde boy continued, a smirk of pride on his face.

"Um…" Harry was startled by the question, "Lily and James Potter. But they're-"

"Fantastik, he is Harry Potter!" Said the other boy, in a slightly German accent; and all three exchanged glances and smiles.

The first boy, speaking up again "This is Parvati and Blaise. And I'm Malfoy! Draco Malfoy. And it looks like you just made yourself 3 new best friends."

What? Friends? You want to be my friends? Not just any friends, either. Best Friends. I am so happy.

Harry's mind was racing. He had only been on the train for a few minutes, and he has already made three friends.

The train had left the city, and was now almost to the country side. "Anything from the trolley!?" could be heard every few seconds, distant at first, but growing louder every time. Finally the woman arrived at their cabin, opened the door and asked "Anything from the trolley dearies?"

"How much for the lot?" asked Draco, pulling out a rather swollen coin purse, followed by Blaise and Parvati in suit. "Come on, Harry Potter" Draco emphasized his name while glancing back at the stewardess.

"Harry Potter!?" the old woman exclaimed, "If Harry Potter and his friends are buying it; I will give you everything for twenty-five percent down!"

Harry and his new friends looked at each other with stupidly big grins, and then, Draco shook his coin purse, while clearing his throat, and looking to Harry. "Oh right!" Harry exclaimed as he reached for his sack. 'Professor Snape said not to waste my money…but I guess doing the opposite would not be a terrible idea.' He thought, and then produced a few galleons.

After procuring enough sweets to ensure diabetes, the four continued to talk as the stewardess left. Draco turns to Harry, "So, Harry Potter. Since your parents are…well, sorry, you know. Who do you live with?" having covered his face with his palm during the pause, and a show of sorrow in his eyes after. Only Draco Malfoy could still look proud, while showing sorrow.

Harry got a bit of a dampened look in his face, "Well… You can just call me Harry, but I live with my aunt and uncle in Little Whinging." He half tried to crack a smile. He had friends for the first time; he did not want to alienate them.

"Little Whinging? Is that not a muggle suburb?" Parvati piped in.

Harry looked back at her, meeting her confused, yet entranced gaze, which became unnerved when she met his deep, lustrous emerald eyes. "Well yes, they are both muggles. I only found out about magic yesterday."

All three turned to him in shock, with Blaise spitting up his Fizzy Frogs. Parvati shrieked "Impossible!" and Draco coughed "You are barking!" almost simultaneously. As Blaise continued to cough, nearly choking, Draco started to slap him on the back. "Do not let this get you, Blaise. Dying on the way to Hogwarts has never made anyone famous!"

Fame. Now this caught Harry's attention. "So how does a wizard become famous?" He asked, now very intrigued.

Draco smiled as he began, "Well the most famous Wizards were simply the most powerful. They could do whatever they want because no one could stop them." He was then followed by Parvati, who chimed in "Some wizards crossed lines that no one ever expected them to, inventing things that were unprecedented, creating spells that revolutionized our world, or raising monuments and empires from mud and ash." And lastly, Blaise spoke up, "The bravest of wizards tamed the unknown and went on perilous quests, slaying monstrous beasts or taking down tyrannical wizards and warlords." And then Draco again spoke, "Or fools like Cornelius Fudge go around telling everyone how great they are and never proving anything. Minister of Magic? More like Minister of Tragic! Am I right, Blaise?" as he raises his hand for a 'high-five' but is not reciprocated, "Parvati?" again denied, with Parvati adding insult to injury, "Leave the jokes to Blaise, Draco. You just are not as funny…"

Draco stuck his tongue out at her and they all laughed. Harry started to dig through the candy, "Liquorish Wands, Chocolate Frogs, Ton-Tongue Toffee, Snackers Bars… Do they have any chocolate dragons?"

He was greeted by three questioning looks, and Parvati turned to him and said "I do not think so. I have never heard of them, and I doubt anyone would joke about dragons enough to make them into a chocolate treat. Even the most powerful of wizards are terrified of dragons. But, at 10 meters tall, and 30 meters long, with razor sharp teeth, and claws that cut through diamond; the flying, fire breathing, and magic resistant scales are entirely unnecessary. Not to mention most of them maintain a poor temperament around humans." They all seemed a little frightened, so Harry dropped it.

Another hour had passed of the new friends getting acquainted when a boy, also looking their age opened the cabin door, and asked "Can I sit in here with you? Everywhere else is full…" Harry smiled and was about to invite him in when Draco snapped back "Hit the bricks, Weasel! We do not want you in here polluting our air with your pig-farm stink!" at which Blaise and Parvati starting howling and jeering. Not wanting to be left out, Harry laughed a little too.

Wait a minute. I am no longer the loser? Am I finally popular? Picking on other people seems wrong, and I remember how bad it felt when Dudley's Thugs would pick on me, but maybe it is just a phase. People have to be picked on, to be eventually being accepted, like hazing. So if I pick on him, too, he will be accepted faster! Harry mused quickly, and then picked up the wad of candy that Blaise had accidentally spit up onto and threw it at the new boy, yelling "Scram, Weasel!"

"Eep!" Shrieked the ginger misfit, as he ducked, and started to cry, "You guys are just… Just big bullies!" and he started wailing like an even more little child. He turned away and slammed the door as Draco shouted "Ponce!"

"Who was that?" Harry asked Parvati, to which Draco turned and said "That is one of the Weasely's. There are so many that I cannot remember their names. They live in this tiny, crappy house in the middle of nowhere, feeding on scraps that real wizards leave behind. The father works a job that cannot cover their bills. The mother sits around all day, even though she is a witch, and can make the house clean itself, she insists on being a homemaker. I get it, though, my mummy stayed home to take care of me before I went off to Hogwarts. But she always was developing spells and potions with the help of a family friend, Mr. Snape, to earn extra money, so dad never had to work too much."

"You know Professor Snape!?" Harry exclaimed, overjoyed that the nice wizard who helped him before travelled the same circles as his new friends.

Draco smiled arrogantly. "Know him? He's been a close friend of my father since they went to Hogwarts, themselves! He is practically my uncle. He told me that he is going to give me extra special training in potions class- Maybe if you are lucky, Harry, I will ask him if you can come to!"

"But if you just learned about magic yesterday, how do you know Mr. Snape?" Draco asked, now slightly confused, yet still proud.

Harry brightened up, as he answered, "Professors Snape and Jin came and rescued me, from my house! Professor Jin was the one who gave me the chocolate dragon!" He exclaimed, with a smile wide on his face.

"'Professor Gene?'" Asked Parvati, "I have never heard of him before, what does he teach?"

"Jin, J-I-N. Professor Snape told me that him and some guy named Moody were the ones who cut off the nose of you-know-who," Harry retorted, now also proud.

"Barking!" "Nonsense!" "Lies!" The other three retorted, together, followed by Blaise saying, "Everyone, even in West Germany, knows that Mad-Eye was the one to cut off you-know-who's nose. And he lost his eye and leg for it."

"Eep!" squeaked Harry, "That was what Professor Snape told me. Maybe Jin just is not as talked about?"

Followed by Draco, "If Snape said it; I doubt it is a lie. Maybe embellished, but we will ask him when we see him. The chocolate dragon you mentioned on the other hand is curious. I doubt it would have come from the east, seeing as there is a war going on over there, and the western wizarding community has been asked to stay out. And they are even more terrified of the over sized lizards over there. He could have made it himself, but chocolateering usually requires machinery, or training in specific magics, but both of those cost enough money that it would be a little foolish, not to sell them commercially."

Harry looked out the window and finished with "Maybe I will ask him later."

It was dark now, and they could see some lights, not too far ahead.

-end-of-chapter-

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