I sat alone in a compartment in the back of the train. I took out another Animorph book to read on the way.

After two hours of reading I put it away and just stared out the window. I scratched Toby behind the ears a little--he appreciated that.

KNOCK. KNOCK.

"Uh...come in?" I said.

A boy entered the room he had messy black hair, glasses that looked too big on him, bright greens eyes, and a scar shaped like a bolt of lightning.

"Hi," the boy said, "can I sit here?"

"Yeah, sure, why not." I continued to look out the window. I didn't know why it was so hard to talk to these wizard people. I usally wasn't shy.

It was an awkward moment. It was completely silent, except for Toby's panting.

"So....." I finally said, breaking the silence.

"Yes?"

"Um....I'm Jamie, who are you?"

"Harry. Harry Potter."

I was going to ask him about the scar on his forhead, but decided not to. I knew it was rude, but I couldn't help but stare at it.

When he looked back at me, I quickly turned back to the window.

"Is it your fist time?" asked Harry.

"Yeah."

"Are you nervous?"

"A little, " I admitted.

"Don't worry, Hogwarts is great. I'm sure you'll love it."

I only shrugged.

"What house do you think you'll be getting into?"

I knew what the houses were. Hufflepuff. Griffindor. Ravenclaw. And Slytherin. Griffindor was for the brave; Ravenclaw for the smart; Hufflepuff for the hard-working and loyal; and Slytherin...it wasn't quite clear.

"I don't know. I mean I don't think I fit into any of those groups. Why, which one are you in?"

"Griffindor. But they're all pretty good--except for Slytherin."

"Why, what's wrong with it?"

"It's for the evil."

"Why is it's symbol a snake then?"

"Um...the person that founded it could talk to snakes."

"I can talk to snakes," I said, remembering the morning that I recieved the letter. The boy's eyes widened with curiousity. "Does that mean that I'm evil?"

"No, no. I can talk to snakes too it' just that-"

"Harry, there you are!" A girl came into the compartment. She had bushy brown hair an eyes. "We've been looking all over for you!"

"Sorry, I'm coming, Hermione."

She gave Toby a look. "You do know that dogs aren't allowed at Hogwarts."

My face burned with anger but I managed to keep control over myself somehow. "Yeah, but they made an exception for Toby here, he's special."

"Are you sure? I mean, I don't remember reading anything in Hogwarts O' History about pet exceptions."

Toby growled.

"I think he understands what you're saying," I muttered.

The girl gave me a look, and then left.

I was beginning to have a feeling that this would be a long ride...


Know, she's not going to fall in love with Harry--or anybody for that mater.

Please vote, I can't decide! Which house will she be and why? I only have one vote. Come on, guys! Pretty please? *Makes puppy face*