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Chapter 14

When Harriet woke up on September the first it was to meowing. Rubbing her eyes Harriet sat up in bed and looked over to the door where her little ginger moggie kitten was pacing clearly wanting out. Harriet gave a sigh and climbed out of bed and walked over to the door and opened it, where the kitten instantly ran from the room and down the stairs. Harriet gave a little laugh at this and followed the kitten down the stairs and into the kitchen where she knew he would be sitting next to his bowl waiting for his food.

Every morning since her birthday this was the same routine that Harriet had followed. She picked up the food dish and empties a Whiskas kitten pouch into the dish and made sure there were still biscuits in the other dish. She then picked up the water bowl and rinsed it out and filled it with clean water.

Suddenly Harriet remembered the date and ran upstairs to get ready. She couldn't believe it had taken her so long to remember that today was the day that she went to Hogwarts. She really hoped that she got to meet Harry today. Picking up her best jeans that she had left out along with her favourite top of an owl Harriet quickly got dressed and brushed her hair into a neat plait down her back.

She scanned her room to make sure she had everything packed in her brand new Hogwarts trunk which they had gone back to Diagon Ally to get after realising that Harriet didn't have anything big enough for all of her things that she would need for the term. All that was left was to empty and clean the litter tray and pack it along with the three dishes and of course the kitten. Harriet smiled thinking about little Sammy. He was the smallest kitten in the shelter. Nobody wanted him because the notice had said that he was so underweight and that he had recently had worms which he was still on treatment for. Harriet couldn't resist him though and decided that since the treatment was only a precaution now and the course would be over in two weeks she decided she was willing to do the extra work and wanted to be the one to see the little kitten grow up strong and healthy.

She had called him Samuel, Sammy or Sam for short. How happy Harriet was that she had picked Sammy, he was such a character, always willing to play when she wanted to and always able to go and get up to mischief on his own when she was busy with chores or reading. Sammy no matter what he was doing always managed to stay in the same room as Harriet where she could keep an eye on him and he could always see her, which Harriet was pleased about, as this allowed her to bond with him and make sure that he wasn't getting ill or putting himself in any danger.

When Harriet next went down the stairs her parents were all ready and gave her a bowl of cereal to eat. "Harriet have you got all of your things packed for school?" asked Sarah as she packed Harriet a lunch box.

"Yes, mum, I managed to get my trunk into the hallway, but it was too heavy for me to get down the stairs." replied Harriet as she finished off her bowl, drinking the milk at left at the bottom.

"Don't worry about that; I'll get it in a moment and put it in the car." Stated Jamie as he got up from the table. Harriet nodded and washed out her dishes and went to brush her teeth and get her rucksack, so her mum could put in it the lunch, some food and a bottle of water for Sammy and some cans for Harriet, along with a book and some cards.

Soon they were off on the journey to Kings Cross Station. Upon arrival Harriet ran over to get a trolley whilst her dad got her trunk out of the car boot. With Harriet carrying her rucksack on her back and holing Sammy in his cat basket in one hand and Jamie pushing the luggage trolley they headed over to platforms 9 and 10. Sarah took out a piece of parchment that Professor McGonagall had given her and read through the instructions.

"Now all we have to do is lean onto or run at this ticket barrier and we should be on platform 9 ¾, and the train should be there waiting for you. Now its half ten now so we have plenty of time before the train leaves at eleven. On you go Harriet; why don't you run?" Instructed Sarah as she folded up the parchment and put it back in her bag.

Harriet took a deep breath and sprinted to the barrier she found herself holding her breath and closing her eyes just at the moment she would have crashed, but she didn't crash. Opening her eyes a second later she discovered that she was in fact on platform 9 ¾. She watched behind her and saw her parents appear from what was apparently from nowhere. It was at that moment that Harriet decided that she loved magic.

The platform was still fairly empty with only a few people around, Harriet found an empty compartment easily as they were so early and her dad helped her put her trunk and things in the compartment safely and they stood next to the train saying their goodbyes. Harriet wanted to be on the train before it got too busy.

"It seems like just yesterday that you were in a pram, and now look at you practically grown up and off to school on your own. Write to us if there isn't a phone that you can use." Sniffed Sarah her eyes glistening with tears of sadness and happiness together. Jamie patted Sarah on the arm but couldn't resist the opportunity to embarrass his daughter, especially since her face was already tinged a little pink.

"Yeah, I remember changing you're nappy, you were such a titchy little thing back then." At her dad's words Harriet's face changed from pink to a full out red. Parents could be so embarrassing.

"I'll make sure to write I'll tell you all about Hogwarts, and I have the camera you gave me I'll send you the film so you can see what it's like or if I can, I'll get it developed at school." Said Harriet overly enthusiastic in her attempt to prevent any more embarrassing comments from her parents. With that Harriet gave each of her parents a tight hug and got on the train and into the compartment with her things in it.

The platform was starting to get busy now and Harriet tried to spot Harry, but soon gave up as the crowd got so big that she couldn't even see her parents for any more than a minute or two as they waited near her window waiting to wave her off as the train left. Then she heard the whistle and all the students climbed onto the train and she saw her parents among all the other parents and siblings who were there to wave their children and brothers and sisters off. The doors slammed shut and the train started to move. Harriet waved madly at her mum and dad as they waved to her.

Suddenly the compartment door opened and Harriet turned around to see a girl with bushy brown hair and large front teeth.

"Hi, do you mind if I sit in here with you?" asked the girl.

"Sure, come in." replied Harriet as she got up to help the girl with her trunk.

"I'm Hermione Granger; I'll be in first year." Stated the girl as she held out her hand in way of an introduction.

"Hi, I'm Harriet Potter; looks like we'll be class mates then." Said Harriet taking the girls hand and shacking it, silently trying to hold in her laugh at the amazed look on the Hermione's face.

"The Harriet Potter, the girl who went missing? I've read all about you. Where's Harry is he not your twin?" asked Hermione, who was quickly getting over her shock.

"Yeah, I've read all about me as well." Muttered Harriet, and it was true, Professor McGonagall had sent Harriet the wizarding books that mentioned her and Harry as a birthday present. "As for Harry I don't know we were separated the night that our parents were murdered, I didn't even know about him until recently. I expect he'll be on this train somewhere." Just then the compartment door opened and a round faced boy came looked in.

"Excuse me? Have any of you seen a toad? Trevor's got away from me again." Asked the boy he looked close to tears.

"No, sorry, would you like some help looking for him?" asked Harriet with Hermione nodding her head in agreement. The boy looked a little happier about this.

"Would you? That would be so nice of you." He looked hopefully at the two girls.

"Of course, I'm Hermione and this is Harriet." Hermione introduced the two of the leaving out their surnames which Harriet was happy about. They both stood up and walked to the compartment door.

"Thank you so much. I'm Neville." Neville looked happy and stood back to let the two girls out of the compartment.

"Come on, we'll go up to the back of the train and start there and work our way up to the driver then we can ask him when he thinks we will get to Hogwarts so we can be ready." Directed Hermione, she seemed to be a very logical thinker even if she sounded a little bossy, though Harriet didn't mind.

They moved to the end of the train and started taking it in turns knocking on the compartment doors asking if anyone had seen a tad and explaining that Neville had lost one. Harriet thought that this was a good way to get to know people. And see what the other students on the train were like.

A couple of compartment away from Harriet and Hermione's compartment Hermione knocked on a compartment door with Harriet and Neville standing behind her looking over each of her shoulders, when Harriet spotted Harry. He was in the compartment with the youngest Weasley boy. Hermione was the first to notice that Ron had his wand out and was instantly interested.

"Oh are you doing magic? Let's see then." And with that Hermione walked into the compartment pulling Harriet along with her. They both took a seat and Harriet threw an apologetic look at the boys. Ron looked taken aback.

"Err- alright" he cleared his throat before starting, "Sunshine, daises, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow." Then Ron waved his wand around, however nothing happened. The rat was still fast asleep on Ron's lap. Personally, Harriet wasn't surprised after all that 'spell' sounded more like a poem and all the spells she had read about and practiced so far all seemed to be Latin or have part of a Latin word in them. Though she would never point this out to the boy. Hermione on the other hand didn't seem to care all that much about not hurting the boys feeling.

"Are you sure that's a real spell?" said Hermione. "Well it's not very good is it? I've tried a few simple spells just for practice and thieve all worked for me. Nobody in my family is magical at all. I've learnt all our set of books off by heart; of course, I just hope it will be enough." Harriet felt that Hermione was getting a bit carried away now and perhaps was being a little rude; as it were clear by the look on the boys faces that neither of them had learned their books off by heart. Harriet had read all of her books and had learned most of the magical herbs and fungi and done and learned some of the spells at the beginning of each of her textbooks but that was about it.

"This is Hermione Granger, I'm Harriet Potter." Harriet decided that distraction was the best method to cut Hermione off, before she hurt anyone's feelings. She could see Harry start and look at her curiously.

"I'm Ron Weasley," Ron murmured still looking stunned that Hermione had memorised all of her books. Hermione turned to look at Harry waiting for his answer; Harry didn't take his eyes off of Harriet.

"Harry Potter." Spoke Harry.

"Are you really? I know all about you of course – I got a few extra books for background reading, and you and Harriet are in Modern Magical History and The Rise And Fall Of The Dark Arts, and Great Wizarding Events Of The Twentieth Century."

"Am I? I mean are we?" asked Harry finally taking his eyes off of Harriet to look at Hermione. He looked dazed at this information.

"Goodness, didn't you know I would have found out everything if it was me; I know Harriet did that. Do either of you know what house you'll be in? Anyway we better be off to find Neville's toad, I expect we'll be arriving soon." Rambled Hermione, she never even gave the boys a chance to answer her question about the houses.

Hermione pulled Harriet back out of the compartment sliding the door shut on the way past. Harriet had hardly had a chance to talk, but at least now Harry knew about her if he didn't already which by the look on his face, he probably didn't.