"Mum what did you say? You want me to go on the train to Hogwarts? But I'm already here." Harry was so confused. Lily and Remus stood at the door of his dorm proclaiming their wisdom.

"Yes, I think it's a good idea. When you get the train for the first time you make your friends. That's how your father and Sirius met." Harry had been hearing a lot about Sirius from Remus, he quite liked the idea of him. However, they hadn't met yet.

"It is always a good experience. We can drop you off and all, if you need." Remus suggested.

"Okay, I'll do it." Harry was up for the opportunity. He wanted to meet other people his age, and find out more about the wizard everyone was afraid of. It had been so long since Harry had a conversation with someone of a similar age to him.

"All aboard!" shouted the driver at the front of the train, at platform 9 ¾. It was 10:25am and the train was five minutes away from leaving. The platform was crammed with loving parents proud of their children, and their children excited at the new chapter of their life they were about to start.

Harry turned back to look at his mother as well as his Godfather, "I'll see you in a couple of hours then?"

"Yes, but don't forget, you can't mention your real name or your family. Just say they died when you were young and that you grew up with your…. auntie and uncle. I'm sure that will be a good cover story."

"Okay, Okay. See you soon. I love you." Harry said looking at his mum who started to cry. This had been a big day for her. She had dreamt about saying goodbye to him on his first day at Hogwarts since she was pregnant; this was her's and James' dream. They had spoken about this many a time while they were trying for a baby.

"What if the baby isn't sad when we say goodbye to us?" Lily asked her husband, as she drank her morning cup of tea.

"Of course they will be, we are their parents. And we're awesome." James answered. "There is no reason for them not to be as upset as you would be."

"How do you know I will be upset?" Lily questioned raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Well, it will satisfy your emotional needs of being a mother."

"That's a bit mean. But also true, I will be wailing so much that day." Lily laughed.

Now that that day had arrived, she was wailing, true, but not with her husband to comfort her. He's missing out, he's missing out on all the moments we had talked about for hours on end. Placing bets on how each of us would act in a given moment. This isn't right, this isn't fair.

"Mum. Are you okay?" Harry asked placing a comforting hand on hers.

"Yes sweetheart. Just thinking about how proud I am of you." She went to squeeze his cheeks, but he wiggled out of it.

"Bye Mum. Bye Remus." They both waved him away, and Harry got onto the next busy carriage.

The train whistled alerting everyone it of its next operation; moving away from the station. They could see Harry moving through the carriage and finding a cart with only two other students in at the time.

"Were you thinking about James when you were daydreaming?" Remus pondered.

"It was his dream as much as it was mine to see our child on his first train journey to Hogwarts. I feel like I have just robbed him of a memory that he could never have. It's killing me."

"So are you going to reach out to him?"

"After what I just did you to him. He won't talk to me even if I wanted to." Lily answered.

"Does that mean you're not going to reach out to him?"

"I don't know Remus, if I'm truly honest."

Meanwhile on the Hogwarts Express, Harry slowly moved through the carriage trying desperately to find somewhere to sit. He came to the door of a carriage with only two other students in, who would end up being his closest friends in the world: Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley.

"-No, No, No. You're doing it all wrong!" the young girl exclaimed at the other boy. The gingered haired was trying to practise doing his tie, as you could probably tell it wasn't going too well. "Didn't your mother ever teach you how to do a tie?" she continued to mock.

"No! I've never needed to do one." the boy grumbled scrunching his eyebrows together.

"Excuse me. Is it okay if I sit here?" Harry asked, a tiny bit overwhelmed by the other two students.

The girl was the first to reply, happy and full of joy. "Of course. That's no problem what so ever." she stuck out her hand to shake hands with Harry. "I'm Hermione Granger. What's your name?"

"Harry…. Smith." he kept forgetting his fake name, it was quite concerning for him.

"Are you sure you don't seem very sure of your own name?" the frizzy haired student pushed.

"Leave him alone. He's just nervous, because you're interrogating him. I'm Ron Weasley by the way." there was a glare between the two young students as if a ninja battle was about to commence in the cart.

"Do you guys know each other?" Harry asked as an icebreaker. They broke their glare stare to talk to the new boy.

"No, not really. We met when we were passing through the wall to get the platform. She was struggling." Ron lent back in his seat and put his hands behind his head, looking extremely smug with himself.

"No I wasn't. I knew exactly what I was doing." Hermione speedily stated. Ron was too smug and began to close his eyes.

"Sure you did." Ron whispered. The girl rolled her eyes and sighed, she didn't want to lower herself down to his leave; so she dropped it and moved on.

"So are you muggleborn too then Harry?" Hermione asked to take all the attention away from Ron trying to be smart.

"Ummm, yes." Harry slowly exhaled.

"Well it's just because, your last name is the most common muggle last name going. So I'm assuming you're not use to this like me. As I myself am a muggleborn."

"Well, I don't really know. I was raised by muggles, my parents died when I was really young, I never knew them." Harry didn't know what else to say, Hermione had asked him a question he wasn't prepared to answer. The others in the room grew quiet, no one knew what to reply to that.

"I'm sorry for your lose Harry." Hermione commented.

"Me too Harry, that's horrible. Do you know how it-"

"No Ron, don't ask that. Its extremely rude."

"Sorry." he lowered his head in shame, he didn't realise how bad it sounded until he asked.

"I don't like to dwell on the past." Harry said to change the subject.

The sound of a trolley being rolled down the carriage became louder and louder. With a sweet and innocent voice accompanying it, "Anything from the trolley?"

Harry looked at the others to see what they wanted. Ron dropped his head lower, his mother had given him something for the journey; which man him slightly upset.

"I'm alright thanks. You know that the wizards sweet are that similar of the muggles, and if consumed a large quantity the effect would mean higher cholesterol leading to a bigger risk of heart failure." nobody spoke and just glazed in shock at Hermione.

"I'm okay thanks, I've come prepared." Ron opened his pocket to reveal a clump of sandwich.

Harry looked at both of them, "we'll take the lot!"

"Are you sure, the effect could be dire?" Hermione questioned before explaining the implication again.

"We'll take all of the sweets? But with what money?" Ron interrogated.

"I've got it from my Godfather." Harry replied, early that day Remus gave him a sum of Galleons:

"Here take this." Remus slowly slided him a small bag containing Galleons towards Harry. He took the bag but was confused,

"What is this for?"

"To get some sweets on the train. They are exquisite." Remus remember the first time he had tried the Hogwart's express sweets. It was the first year at Hogwarts and hadn't had the pleasure of James or Sirius yet. He found himself in a cart with Marlene who was also a first year along with her friend Lily. That was the first time he met Lily, they talked all the way to Hogwarts and stuffed their faces with chocolate frogs.

The mount of sweets filled the cart, there was little conservation between the two boys as their attention was drawn to the now melting chocolate on their laps. "Who have you got on your card?" Ron peered down at the paper in front.

"Bloody hell, Godric Gryffindor."

"It must be a sign." Ron chuckled to himself.

"Don't be stupid Ron, there is no such thing as a sign."

For hours the three of them talked and got to know each other. As the sky light turned from light to dark, they started to approach Hogsmeade.

Younger students in the carriage would look out of the windows to see what was beyond their reach, but the night sky rained upon them leaving only a blanket of darkness to be seen. A whistle from the train horn indicated that they had arrived at the train station. With the traditions standing in place the first years were led by Hagrid up to the boats and along the lake.

They were sorted into their houses; Harry Smith, Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley went into Gryffindor.

The teachers of the years were introduced; Professor Remus Lupin for Denfense Against the Dark Arts And Professor Iris Evans for Potions.