Yo. This is an idea I've had for a while, but it's the first time I've tried putting it into words. Not sure how it'll turn out though... Thank you to all readers so far!
Warning: This chapter's pretty AU, I guess...
Disclaimer: I don't own anything familiar...
*Second Year*
Harry Potter was seated in a compartment in the Hogwarts Express, glad to finally be away from the Dursleys for once. Summer hadn't been fun at all. Wondering what happened to Ron, and why he hadn't been able to get onto the platform, he sat with his other friend, Hermione, who was too focused on her book to pay any attention to what was happening. Or not happening, since, well, nothing was.
Harry didn't really mind though. It was nice to be ignored, but in a good way. It gave him a good amount of time to be alone with his thoughts, but still be able to speak to his friend if he wanted. A friend who wasn't jealous of him, or about to stare at him weirdly.
And speaking of staring...
The compartment door suddenly slid open, and a girl stepped in. She was quite small, a first year, perhaps, and she stared at him with wide, hazel eyes, and flushed cheeks.
"E-excuse me? A-a-are you H-Harry P-P-Potter?" she asked him nervously, blushing furiously.
Harry sighed inwardly. He really didn't know why Ron wanted to be famous. This had happened to him so often last year, that it was probably one of the most irritating things in the world. When the girl made no move to leave, he refocused on her, and finally spoke.
"I'm sorry, I think you have me mistaken with someone else. My name is...Son Goku. But you can call me John Cena."
Hermione snorted from behind her book, but the younger girl didn't even bat an eye, evidently not recognizing the names. She just sighed, her shoulders slumping in disappointment.
"I-I'm sorry. I...thought you were someone else. The older girls said Harry Potter was here." And with that, she excused herself, leaving and shutting the compartment door behind her as she did so.
For a moment, there was silence. And then Hermione peered at him from over her book, pretty brown eyes amused.
"You never told me your name was Goku-Cena. Or would you prefer I call you Naruto instead?"
The two of them broke into laughter. Perhaps it was a good thing Ron wasn't here. He'd never have understood this.
That made sense, right? Overpowered people? ...It was funny in my head. Looking forward to reviews! Laterz!
