A/N: This is some years later just before they get to Hogwarts. Sry about not updating. I don't know what happened I tried and tried to put this chapter on fanfic, but it didn't work. I'm just glad it's working now. This chapter is a little short. Every other chapter will be longer, though.

Hogwarts At Last

"Mum, I love my new books. I've already read them three times. All the spells are so simple. I can't wait for school to actually start," Hermione blurted out impatient for day in September when, at eleven o'clock am., she would go to Hogwarts.

"You've said that seventy-two times since you got that letter with your supplies list and your ticket. Let it rest for once, please. I have a splitting headache," her mother sighed utterly exasperated.

A week later she was up six hours early to get ready to get on the train. When it finally arrived she was pepped with energy. She was nervous because she didn't know anyone, but also excited about all the friends she'd make. She also heard, The Harry Potter was just staring too.

She got to the first possible compartment she could. Then she leaned out the window and waved goodbye to her mum.

She sat in there alone for two minutes when a boy walked in. She smiled politely, and then looked out the window again.

Five minutes later a girl knocked on the compartment a whispered, "Can I come in? Or do you still hate me."

She knew that voice. She stood up turning on her heels. "Abigale!?" She ran to her and hugged her, forgetting the other boy was there. "I thought I'd never see you again!"

"Me too!" then she noticed him and said embarrassed, "Abigale." She held out her hand.

He grabbed it and said, "Neville. Nice to meet you."

In about fifteen the train started up and they were off. Most of the way there the two just gossiped, but Neville jumped up and said, "Now you come back, Trevor."

After awhile they both got changed into their wizard robes.

He didn't come back for at least twenty minutes. When he did come back he said, "Will you two help find my toad?"

"Sure." They all stood up, started looking for the frog, and asking people if they seen it.

Hermione and Abigale were nearly ready to give up, but continued on, and in one place they saw two boys boy.

Hermione said, "Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one."

"We've already told him we haven't seen him."

"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see it then"

"Yes, I'd love to see some magic." Abigale giggled. They both sat down and watched him.

"Er-all right' He cleared his throat.

"Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow,

Turn this stupid fat, rat yellow"

Well that didn't work to well, Abigale thought.

"Are you sure that's a real spell?" said Hermione, "Well it not very good, is it? I've tried a few simple spells just for practice and it's all worked for me. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've heard-I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough -I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, Who are you?"

Abigale had put her hand to her forehead and her shoulders were shaking because see was laughing so hard at the look on the face of the two boys' faces. "Abigale Tari."

"I'm Ron Weasley"

"Harry Potter"

"Are you really?" she said, "I know all about you, of course-I got a few extra books for background reading, and you're in Modern Magic History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century."

"Am I?" he replied in a worried way.

"Goodness, Didn't you know, I'd have found out everything I could if it was me." she said, "Do either of you know what house you'll be in? I've been asking around, and I hope I'm in Gryffindor, it sound by far the best; I hear Dumbledore himself was in it, but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad... Anyway, we'd better go and look for Neville's toad. You two had better change you know. I expect we'll be there soon."

"Um... Bye Harry, Bye Ron." Abigale said all in a hurry.

They both left taking the toadless boy with them.

"Hermione! That's no way to make friends!" Abigale ranted as soon as they were out of those boys' earshot. "You really should be nicer and give them a chance to, well, I don't know, speak."

"I'm sorry, what more do you want. Oh! Neville sorry about your toad. I'm sure he'll turn up, but for now we've checked everywhere."

Neville continued to stand there shocked as they yelled at each other down the hall. When they reached their compartment they stopped yelling and walked in.

"Hermione, you don't have to pretend. It's obvious, you like Ron, no, you love Ron."

"I do not. He's just... just... Well I don't know! He's just Ron!"

"Okay, he's just Ron."

"What do you mean? That was so sarcasm. I don't love him. I just want to be friends."

"Sure. Whatever."

"Come on. Let's go see if we're almost there."

"Mmm-kay."

They walked up the hall to the conductor and Hermione asked, "Are we nearly there yet?"

"Will be there in," he looked out the window and then continued, "I'd say about five minutes."

They turned and walked back out of the room. Hermione suggested that they should go to Harry and Ron to tell them they should change because we'd be there so soon. It took them awhile to remember which compartment they were in, but soon Abigale remembered.

"What has been going on?"Hermione said, as she surveyed the room. First she saw the sweets, then she saw Ron holding his rat by the tail.

"I think he's been knocked out." Ron said to Harry, ignoring Hermione. He continued, "No- I don't believe it- he's gone back to sleep. You've met Malfoy before?"

How rude. To just ignore someone a few moments and to entirely ignore them are two way different things. Abigale thought, crossing her arms over her chest as she thought it.

"I've heard of his family," He said in a dark tone, "They were some of the first to come back to our side after You-Know-Who disappeared. Said they'd been bewitched. My dad doesn't believe it. He says Malfoy's dad doesn't need an excuse to go over to the Dark Side." He turned on them, "Can we help you with something?"

"You'd better hurry up and put your robes on, we've just been up to the front to ask the conductor, and says we're nearly there. You haven't been fighting, have you? You'll be in trouble before we even get there?"

"Scabbers been fighting, not us," Ron said defensively, "Would you mind leaving while we change?"

"Alright right- I only came in here because people outside are behaving very childishly, racing up and down the corridors." she said in a sniffy voice. "And you've got dirt on your nose, by the way, did you know?"

"Bye again!" Abigale in that same hurried voice. Stop that. You sound way too shy. she yelled at herself.

Just as they got back to their compartment a voice sounded: "We'll be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately."

They got up and left the train to go to the school. Since they were so close to the front they were nearly the first to get off the train.

They heard "Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" almost as soon as they left the trains and they saw a huge man standing there saying it.

"C'mon, follow me- any more firs' years? Mind yer step, now! Firs' years follow me!"

Hermione tugged on Abigale's arm as a signal of Let's link arms so we don't get separated. And link arms they did, but staying together was still hard.

"Yeh'll get yer firs' sight o' Hogwarts in a sec," He called over his shoulder, "Jus' round this bend here."

Abigale gasped and Hermione said, "Oooooh!"

The narrow path had opened suddenly onto the edge of a great black lake. Perched atop a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, was a vast castle with many turrets and towers.

"No more'n four a boat." Harry and Ron got in one soon joined by Abigale and Hermione.

"Everyone in?" shouted Hagrid, who had a boat to himself. "Right then- FORWARD!"

The little boats moved forward and everyone stayed silent as they approached the cliff on which the giant castle, which everyone was staring at, stood.

"Heads down!" when the first boats neared the cliff; They all bent their heads and the little boats carried them through a curtain of ivy that hid the wide opening in the cliff face.

"Oy, you there! Is this your toad?"

"Trevor" Neville cried out.

They all walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around the huge, oak front door.

"Everyone here? You there, still got yer toad?"

He raised a gigantic fist and knocked three times on the castle doors.

Abigale shivered from the loud echo it made. She was sure it could have been heard from the entire building, of course, that was an exaggeration.