I Don't Own Harry Potter
Sitting down in the first open compartment after spending about half an hour of walking, which I'm sure got a few weird looks sent my way, as I was an eleven year old walking alone with a trunk that was almost as tall as I was. Thankfully, while this body isn't the strongest, it seems that I'm strong enough to lug the trunk all the way to the train station without having a break down which is all that matters in my opinion.
Currently, I was resting my eyes, as I haven't slept in a long period of time, I hate insomnia but it does have it's uses, doesn't change the fact that I'm really tired at the moment and kind of feel like shit at the moment but there isn't anything else I can really do about that. So with that I'm just relaxing before school starts up, honestly I've never been to big of a fan of Hogwarts but this just feels like something else, because it's fucking magic! And magic kind of just makes everything awesome.
My thoughts were interrupted as I listened to the compartment door slide open, opening a single eye, I noted that a boy had walked into the compartment with two teens, with red hair an identical faces, twins, one of which had a trunk that seemed to belong to the short kid. The two twins looked into the compartment before smiling at the sight of me. Well I don't particularly want to know that those two, the Weasley twins, I'm sure of it, had in mind so I just opened my other eye and said.
"If you're going to smile at the eleven year old in such a creepy way I feel the need to inform you that there are adults on the train" I noted that both blanched at such a statement from what was in their eyes a kid, it probably didn't help that I've figured out how to be monotone with a British accent, which took a bit of practice but the reaction was ammusing enough to be worth it.
"Now now, what kind of firsty says something like that Fred? I believe we should escape before he some how makes us an even worse influence as our mother would say" The other, who I'm half convinced is actually George nodded solemnly before walking in and set Harry's, at least I think so, trunk down before making his way out of the compartment, while whispering what sounded like 'good luck mate' to Harry before walking away with his twin in tow.
"So are you just going to stand there or are you going to enter? I don't bite your know" Harry seemed to not know what to say to that so he just walked in and sat down on the seat across from me, not knowing what to say, so I just closed my eyes again and was about to go back to relax as my body was a bit sore from trudging that heavy ass trunk all the way here. But Harry seemed to find his courage and introduced himself.
"Um, nice to met you. I'm Harry, Harry Potter" I already knew this, and I think I should have a better reaction to one of my favorite characters from one of my favorite book series of all time, but honestly, he isn't a character anymore, he's a person and such an act would just be ridiculous. Plus he's the bloody chosen one, and I know what he wants, to be treated like he's nothing special, just normal not a freak 'Harry' and I can use that. Sure it's 'wrong to manipulate a child but I don't exactly care.
"Kyu, nice to met you as well" He nodded, though I couldn't see it, I just figure that's the reaction he would have as he didn't say anything else. I was about to mention something else when a red head walked into the compartment, I'm like ninety percent sure that's Ron, it helps that out side the window to my left was the rest of the Weasleys something I noticed from listening to some of them squabble back a forth though I didn't bother looking at them even though I caught all their names.
Hey, do you mind if I sit here? Everywhere else is full" And as such I knew that was false, considering the fact that he was outside the train about ten seconds ago so unless he suddenly figured out teleportation he just didn't want to keep walking. Still, plot and stuff which is probably important, so I just nodded as well as Harry as Ron dropped down next to me, to my right with my trunk in between the two of us which I'm completely fine with. No accidental contact that way. And that's when the door opened again for a third time.
"Hey Ron, listen. We're going back to the end of the train, Lee Jordan has a giant tarantula down there" I just pretended to not here the part of the tarantula, mildly emotionally stunted or not, arachnophobia isn't something to mess with. Of course I can ignore it decently well, but the things still make me unnerved as hell and it put an unpleasant image in my head that made me open my eyes so I could look at something else. Still, that's when the two twins turned to Harry and I think it the fact that I over heard it was just a bonus for them as they said.
"Alright"
"Hey, did we introduce ourselves? We're Fred and George Weasley, that's Ron our brother, cya later"
"Bye" Great conversation, I think I still was a no go for the twins as they didn't even bother to look in my direction before leaving down to train to see that terrifying abomination that they were talking about. As that was happening though, silence seemed to have taken a hold of everyone here, which was fine by me, as I'm not exactly a social being. Unfortunately Ron seemed to decide that this was the time to prove me wrong.
"Uh. Hey, are you really Harry Potter" Damn, I wish I had that level of tact when it comes to talking, he's a master at this. Sarcasm aside, Harry seemed to get a bit of a blush before nodding and after a bit of talking between the two ended up with Harry showing off his deformed forehead. I mostly just let them have at it but after a while it seemed that whatever subject they were talking about needed my input as Harry turned to me and asked.
"Hey Kyu, are you parents magical as well?" I blinked my eyes open again as I had been trying to get some sleep before looking over at him and thought about how to respond. It's not like I particularly care about my heritage in this world or my life growing up, though I don't actually have any memories of the latter.
"No idea, I'm an orphan so maybe, but until I know different I'm a muggleborn" The mood seemed to have taken a hit as I closed my eyes again as they were still quite heavy at the moment. Still after a moment the kids moved on without much problem talking about whatever seemed to catch their attention.
Every now and again I would join into the conversation that the two had, most of it wasn't about anything particular but it did fill the air so that's something. I think I've also some how become friends in the eyes of the two kids. I was mostly using them to learn more about the world around me that I might have forgotten, though I'll admit some times I would talk for a bit longer than was probably necessary.
"Anything off the trolley dears?"
Looking over towards the cart filled with different types of candies, I noted the fact that I should count the coins in that bag in my trunk, but didn't get up. Though I did note that Ron looked incredible embarrassed while pulling out a bag with sandwiches in it. That's when Harry stood up and looked down like he was looking at his pockets. Which might be what he was trying to do, he had a lot of money now that he didn't have before.
"I'll that five of each" I actually cringed as I thought about how much sugar that was, I'm not someone with a sweet tooth, I like sour things more actually but that doesn't change the point that as I watched as he dropped the dozens of pieces of candies on the seat to his left, I actually think I felt my teeth ache a little. While I was looking at it Ron made a trade with Harry for a part of his sandwich for some of the pile of candy. Well I thought that was what was happening before he turned to me and said.
"You to Kyu, take what you want" I noted that Harry gave me a smile of someone who was enjoying having something to give, it was kind of sad. Well really sad, but kind of was about as much as I could muster at the moment so that's the thought that I use. Still, I just looked at the candies before sorting them out mentally, and decided why not. I have no idea the last time this body actually ate something so it couldn't hurt, as long as I don't eat to much. And by that I mean more than maybe three things, then I'll be fine, though that was before I noted that the sandwiches were just laying there.
One ask, and I now had something that wouldn't make me sick from over eating. They weren't bad, a little dry but I've had much worst so it evened out. While we all were eating, Harry pulled out a card from a chocolate frog which just sounded unpleasant to eat. It had some basic information on Dumbledore on it, and also set up Nicholas Flamel as a plot device for later.
After some more time the every flavored beans came out, and I some how got pressured into eating one, but it was actually luckily enough just tasted like a normal jelly bean, though it was very underwhelming. After a couple moments of thinking about random comparisons between magic and lack of magic, the door slide open once more, looking over, I noted that the newest interruption was another kid, out of breath and kind of fat.
"Sorry but have you seen my toad at all?" Oh, it's Neville, looking over a him, I just shook my head as the other two followed my lead.
"I've lost him! He keeps running away from me!"
"He'll turn up" Harry being optimistic, but I'm pretty sure he's right so I just nodded along, while the kid in his misery just said to use before walking away.
"Thanks I guess"
"I don't know what he's complaining about, if I got a toad then I would lose it as soon as possible, though of course I have Scabbers so I can't talk. He could die and you wouldn't be able to tell a difference. The other day I even tried to turn him yellow to make him more interesting. But the spell didn't work" After that he turned and rummaged around in his trunk before pulling out a wand.
I looked at the thing before leaning back a small bit, I'm fully aware that that wand is fine, it isn't even snapped in half yet, but the thing looked battered to all hell and I'm pretty sure the bit of lint that seemed to be stuck on the wand was actually the unicorn fur core, and that shouldn't exactly be on the outside of the wand.
"Unicorn hair is nearly poking out" You don't say, I was a little concerned that he might kill someone with that thing if he said the wrong thing and made the wand react badly. Thankfully before he could say anything, in fact his wand was barely raised when the door slide open once more as I was kind of glad for this interruption. Mostly because I was in the area enough to probably be in the splash zone.
Looking over towards the door, I noted that Neville was back with a girl with very puffed out hair, something I could relate to, sure my hair wasn't all that long now, which was bloody weird to adjust to, but I'm use to it being a lot longer, I wonder if theirs a spell to grow out hair, probably. Anyway, I made the connection to the fact that this was Hermione before she started talking.
"Anyone see a toad? Neville's lost one" Her voice was kind of annoying, mostly because it sounded bossy, and I'm not the best with people that assume superiority over me, it usually ends with a verbal beating if they annoy me enough. Though I feel like that wouldn't go over well, them being kids and all, it probably wouldn't be good for my reputation if I made one of them cry. Still, I was about to respond when Ron decided to speak up.
"We already said that we haven't seen one-"I don't think she was listening anymore as she instead looked down at Ron's hand where his wand was still lifted slightly before interrupting the red head by leaning up against the compartment to get a better look at Ron before saying.
"Oh are you doing magic? Well, lets see then" And with that she decided her view wasn't enough so she dropped into the seat open next to Harry and stared at Ron while he looked like he was just caught doing something embarrassing but was to stubborn to admit defeat, so with that he cleared his throat and spoke out the most fake sounding spell I've ever heard.
Sunshine daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow" He waved it and exactly nothing happened, it was a small bit amusing to watch Ron's face turn beat red though Hermione didn't seemed to agree as she lifted her nose up at the sight of the 'spell' and said.
"Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good is it, I've tried a few spells and they've all worked well for me. Nobody in my family is magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, though I was ever so pleased. Of course this is the very best school of witchcraft there is. 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?"
Well that's one way to use the oxygen you have, to speak so much in such a short time is honestly a talent that I wish would never be cultivated, especially with that know it all attitude she seems to possess. It's mostly how she spoke, like everyone else was suppose to be on her level at all times, I understand the feeling sure, but I'm never obvious about it, as it often leads to people being annoying.
"Ron Weasley" He muttered it like he didn't want to but it was a good reminder that I also have to say something, and not be wrapped up in my thoughts.
"Kyu Malo" I said is as normal as I ever do and see barely looked over in my direction, probably not noticing my existences before hand as I'm quite good at not being noticed when I want to be.
"Harry Potter" Her face seemed to spark with interest at that, which Harry seemed a bit shocked at, which is something he should get use to soon rather than later as I know it's going to come up a good bit.
"Are you really? I know all about you of course, I got a few extra books for background reading. And your in 'Modern Magical History' and 'Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts' and 'Great Wizarding event in the Twentieth Century'" Harry actually leaned back a little at that, like the news stunned him, which I guess is understandable, I'm not exactly one for the spotlight so I thinking having a bunch of books with my life written in it would be a bit annoying and disconcerting to be honest. Wait, does it count if I'm not in the same plane of reality that the 'books' are being posted on?
"Goodness, didn't you know? I would have found out everything I could if it was me. Do any of you know what house you'll be in, I've asked around and I hope I'm in Gryffindor, it by far sounds the best. I heard Dumbledore himself was in it, but I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be to bad, anyway, I should continue looking for Neville's toad. You three should change you know, I expect we'll be arriving soon"
And with that she walked out with Neville following after her, looking like he didn't really understand what had just happened. While I on the other hand thought about the question myself. Hufflepuff was out just from personality alone, Gryffindor maybe but I'm not exactly what most would call reckless, the ones that make the most sense would be Ravenclaw and Slytherin to be honest, I'm smart enough for the first, and manipulative enough for the second, though I'll aim for Ravenclaw most definitely as the headache of me being in Slytherin would be unending.
"What every house I'm in I hope it's not the same as her. Stupid spell, George gave it to me, probably knew it was a dud" That was Ron who was sulking about what she had said which I think was a little stupid but kids are kind of stupid so I guess that made sense. From there the two boys started talking about the houses, well, Ron was complaining that his entire family was in Gryffindor so he kind of had to go there, while also basically saying that Slytherin equals bad people.
From there the conversation turned to careers somehow with Harry asking about Ron's family and what jobs they all have. I already knew most of ti or at least had the mind to remember most of it. While that was happening, out of mild boredom, I dug out one of my books and started skimming through them again, I didn't see a point in adding into the conversation and just sitting there was unproductive, though considering I've already read this book, twice in fact, didn't really help me learn anything new.
My thoughts were stopped as Ron exclaimed in shock about Harry not knowing about Quidditch, he looked over towards me, probably to back him up, also probably forgetting that I'm not suppose to know anything about it either so I just shook my head. And that seemed to set him off, talking about how great it was and about the rules and player amounts and a bunch of other stuff that I already knew about.
I ignored most of it and just continued on reading the first couple chapters of the book, again, when the door opened again. Oh joy, more plot contrived annoyances, looking up though, I noted that it took me a bit more time to figure out who they were, but it was easy enough after a couple seconds of thinking on it. Two slightly bulky boys to the side of a pale skinned blond hair kid. Draco Malfoy, oh wasn't this going to be a headache.
"So it's true, they're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's down in this compartment, so it's you is it?" I wonder if he did this for the last six compartments that he;s searched, isn't that an amusing mental image.
"Yes" I noted from looking over the edge of my book that Harry was looking at the two bodyguard looking kids to Draco's left and right. Draco seemed to notice it as well as he smirked slightly something that looked really annoying actually, before introducing them.
"Oh this is Crabbe and this is Goyle, and my name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy" Right last names in this world mean something to people, which I think is kind of stupid but then again that might be because of the fact that I don't exactly have one to use to my own advantage which I would most certainly do if I could. Though coming from Draco's mouth it more sounded like he was trying to just state his incorrectly assumed superiority over us with that name, instead of actually doing anything with it. Though that's when Ron choked back a laugh which Draco picked up on.
"Oh? Think my name is funny do you? No need to ask about who you are, my father taught me that all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford" That was an interesting insult, but it kind of lost weight because his dad was the one to tell him about it, and he freely admitted to such. Though of course, Ron didn't exactly take that lying down as he looked like he wanted to jump up and attack the blond but held back surprisingly as the entitled kid continued talking.
"You'll quickly find out that some wizarding family's are much better than others Potter, you don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there" I rolled my eyes at the blunt and honestly kind of idiotic way he tried to get Harry onto his side or maybe it was him on Harry's side. It could be either depending on which way the relationship went if Harry was more of a dick. But as it turns out he isn't, so with that he didn't reach and grab onto Draco's extended hand and instead said to him.
"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself thanks" It was madly disrespectful, even if the two of them were just eleven so watching Draco turn slightly red was amusing to watch, though I have to give him props for his facial control, it isn't all that hard but most can't actually stop their faces from turning red, so it was something to halt the progress somewhat. Though that's when he managed to get his composure back up enough to get a comeback in.
"I'd be careful if I were you, unless you're a bit politer, you might end up like your parents, they didn't know what was good for them either, if you hang out with the riffraff like the Weasleys and Hagrid, and it'll rub off on you" Ooh, ok that was actually almost decent, though the effects were a lot more pronounced on the other two who both stood up offended by the words.
"Say that again!"
"Oh your going to fight us are you?"
"We will if you don't leave" I watched it for a few seconds before rolling my eyes and stood up as well, drawing the attention to me, which was a little uncomfortable but I ignored it as I looked down at the book in my hands for a moment before sighing with annoyance before placing it down where I had just been sitting.
"Oh? The book worm finally gets ups does he? Well then, are you going to fight as well?" I just looked at him and rolled my eyes before saying in a bored sounding tone of voice.
"Nope, that would be a waste of time, you lot aren't worth the effort" I held back a small smirk as I watched as Draco glared at me, he's a spoiled brat, he isn't use to the idea that he isn't worth the attention, which means he;s going to puff up like a brat and try to take control of this situation somehow and bring the attention back to him.
"Oh, and who do you think you are?" See?
"Kyu Malo It was a simple answer, but he seemed to think on it before an interesting look came over his eyes as he proclaimed.
"You don't have any wizarding parents do you? You're a mudblood" Oh, breaking out the slurs already, interesting, I just tilted my head like what he was saying was of little interest to me, which it kind of was to be honest, though I noted that Ron and Harry, who had probably from the context picked up that it probably wasn't a good thing, seemed to get offended on my behalf which I thought was nice, but I've been called so much worse for some stupid word like that effect me.
"The term is Muggleborn, I understand if you're to slow to realize that you're using the wrong word, but I figured I would be nice to the idiot and let you know" He actually growled at that, and I noted that his right hand twitched a small bit, which would be annoying if this somehow turned into a duel, I know a bunch of spells from memory but I have exactly no clue if I could figured them out and defend myself at the same time in this small compartment. Thankfully he just turned to Goyle before motioning over towards the seat that had a bunch of candy on it.
The big kid nodded before swiping the wrappers to the ground before all three turned and walked away. Well wasn't that petty, looking at the wrappers as Harry and Ron began to move to pick them up, I just shrugged before dropping down in my seat and picked up my book again. Opening it back up, I noted that the two of them were looking at me and was about to say something when the door opened again for the thousandth time, to reveal Hermione.
"What's been going on?" She seemed to be confused, probably by the hurried state at which Draco and company had left the compartment, and because of all the candy wrappers on the ground. I just accepted the distraction as the two turned to her and began to talk while I went back to reading. It was just mostly talk about how Draco's dad is a obvious bad guy but managed to worm his way back into society after Voldemort bit it, and that was about it.
Besides the fact that Imperio that funny old unforgivable was brought up even if it wasn't by name. Though after some talk that turned a bit tense towards the end from Hermione and Ron, she left so we could get changed since apparently we were almost there. Standing up I walked out of the compartment as well while absently telling them to hurry up while looking down at the book in my hand. I know that I started puberty earlier than most other guys when I was around this age, it didn't really kick in hard until about age fourteen.
But that doesn't change the fact that my body has the possibility to act in mentally scarring and horrifying ways when it comes to looking at others guys at the moment, especially if they're getting changed. At least my mental control is strong enough that the chemical thunderstorm in my body won't be all that bad, at least in comparison to the first time around. Still, with that I just continued on reading, getting to the start of chapter six when the door slide open, turning around I walked into the compartment again while the two were looking a little uncomfortable about something, raising an eyebrow at them, Ron finally blurted out.
"Sorry that I thought you were a bloke"
Blinking, I looked between the two of them before deciding that this moment might be one of the most stupid things I've heard so far here, and I just had a conversation with Draco. I mean it's not like that mistake has never been made before, but I usually had hair that went past my shoulders at that point, and it's usually only thought about from far away. I just rolled my eyes and said.
"I'm a guy you bloody idiots" Hey, I just realized I can say bloody now without sounding out of place because I have the proper accent for it, weird. Anyway, turning around I opened my trunk up and pulled out my own robes before looking at the two of them and made a shooing motion. I'm not exactly caring about having people around, I have more than enough self confidence for something like that to effect me but it would be strange if I didn't want to see them change but I'm fine with them seeing me change.
After a moment they were out of the compartment and I had pulled down the curtains so the glass wouldn't act like, you know, glass. So with that, I pulled on my robes after putting on the basic uniform underneath, which I believe were resold items as they were a bit small and a bit big in some areas. From an outside view they mostly looked a little baggy which I'm fine with, I prefer baggy cloths anyway and it wouldn't be the first time I've had something that wasn't made for my size.
Though the robe itself is a bit weird to feel on my body in places, probably because it's an article of clothing that I've never worn before, but still doesn't change the fact that I'm more than likely going to have to spend time to get use to wearing this kind of stuff. Checking around it, I found some pockets along with a long skinny pocket that looked like it was meant to hold a wand.
Picking up my wand again, I held it for a moment, feeling that weird hum under my fingers that I just couldn't describe before slipping it into it's new pocket to hold onto. It was located at my left hip, similar actually to a gun holster in placement now that I was thinking about it, though there wasn't really a need to. Shaking my head to clear the thought away, I knocked my hand against the sliding door and sat back down in my seat and started back on reading
Stuff to think on later as Harry and Ron entered back into the compartment as a voice echoed throughout the train that we would be arriving in about five minutes and to leave all our items and trunks on the train as they would be taken to the school all looked to each other, I just just stood up and opened up my trunk to place my book back in it while they started to quickly try and clean up the mess of wrappers on the floor and seats.
I've had these written for like a week now so going back and adding end-cards is a bit weird because I usually talk about something in the chapter so I have to go back and read stuff that I've gone long past. Not sure really what to put here as this was pretty much cannon which is something that will quickly change, so I guess I don't have anything to say so, See ya.