The first half of Diana's summer had gone pretty well. Unfortunately, the second half had slowed down quite a bit. Both Uncle Hector and her father had been bogged down with work, and Diana found herself alone most days. Sure, she had been sending letters to the twins and Tilly, but it wasn't the same.
During the day she was sent to her summer tutor while Hector was at work. Diana hated it. Due to being at a magic school that doesn't bother to teach basic learning skills. Diana's muggle education had kinda fallen behind.

When her father let Diana go to Hogwarts, they had made a deal. Part of the agreement was that she had to do extra tutoring during the holidays. Diana didn't really think much of that part of the deal at the time, but now that she had a woman judging her every other day for not handing in all her assigned homework at the start of the summer... To put it lightly, it sucked.

Diana didn't think it was that big of a deal. So she fell a little behind. She had gotten high marks in almost all her end of year exams, and even got the top mark in potions. So why was it a big deal that she fell behind in math.

Diana tried to push the annoyed thoughts out of her head as she continued making her way down the platform. She kept thinking to herself that if she managed to keep up with her studies this year, she wouldn't have to get judged like that next summer.

The last time Diana was on platform nine and three-quarters, she was with her father, and it was VERY confusing. Hector couldn't join them that day but had tried to give them instructions about how to get on the platform, but as it turned out, Hector sucked at giving directions. In the end, the only reason they ended up finding the gate to the platform was that Diana had started jokingly kicking around the platform and had accidentally found it.

This time around, Diana was on her own. Her father was at work, and Uncle Hector woke up sick early that morning. Diana ended up catching the NightBus so that Hector could get better.
What? She left him a note.

As she got closer to the gate, she turned her head to quickly check on Hawkeye, who was sleeping in the hood of her jacket. As she turned to see, a small black-haired boy was talking to a platform guard.

"What about any trains that leave at eleven o'clock," the boy said in a slightly panicked tone.

"There isn't one." the guard replied. He seemed to be getting annoyed at the boy.

Diana quickly recognised that the boy was most likely looking for the train to Hogwarts. She made her way over.

"Hello there, are you looking for platform nine and three-quarters?"

"Yes," said Harry. "The thing is - the thing is, I just don't know how to-"

" - Actually get on the platform?"

"Umm yeah." the boy said, looking a little embarrassed.

"That's okay," Diana said while leading the boy over to the platform. "See that pillar just there?"

"Yes." the boy replied.

"All you have to do is walk straight at it, and you'll pass though."

The boy gave her a sceptical look.

"I promise I'm not messing with you."

The boy started to push his trolley and passed straight through the barrier. He was followed quickly by Diana, who once again found herself standing before the scarlet steam engine. She made her way towards the end of the platform, looking for an empty compartment. The boy was following close behind.

Diana didn't say anything because she imagined that he was feeling pretty nervous and didn't really know what else to do.

As Diana was helping the boy get his trunk onto the train, she saw George making his way over to them.

"Hey Diana, need a hand?"

"If you don't mind," Diana replied.

"Oy, Fred! C'mere and help!"

After tucking the trunks in the corner of the compartment, Diana finished saying her hellos to the twins.

They then turned to the boy.

"Thanks," said the boy, pushing his sweaty hair out of his eyes.

"What's that?" blurted one of the twins, pointing at the lightning scar on his head.

Diana's eyes widened.

"Blimey," said the other twin. "Are you?"

"He is," said the first twin. "Aren't you?" he added to the boy.

"What?" said the boy.

"Harry Potter," chorused the twins.

"Oh, him," said Harry. "I mean, yes, I am."

Diana mentally slapped herself for not realising sooner. She barely heard the voice of Mrs Weasley calling her sons over her own shock. Fred and George made their way off the train, and Diana was left standing awkwardly with the Boy Who Lived.

She took another look at Harry. He definitely wasn't what she was expecting. Since first joining wizarding society people had been talking non stop about the 'Great Wizard who defeated He Who Must Not Be Named". The image that Diana subconsciously had made in her head was vastly different from who was standing in front of her.

Diana tried to quickly shake off her shock and moved to sit across from Harry. She watched as Mrs Weasley said her goodbye to her sons. Percy was the first to leave, saying that he had to go to a prefect meeting.

"Oh god, they actually made him prefect." Diana said.

" - made him prefect." a little voice said from the hood of Diana's jacket.

Harry gave her a curious look. She just shrugged her shoulders.

The family continued chatting and saying their goodbyes. At some point, Fred and George pointed Harry out to their mother. This caused Mrs Weasley, Ginny, and Ron to look up at her and Harry. Diana gave the three of them a friendly wave, and Mrs Weasley waved back. Ginny piped up.

"Oh, Mum, can I go on the train and see him, Mum , eh please..."

Mrs Weasley continued talking with her children and lecturing them on their manners. She eventually started to push them onto the train due to the train pulling out of the station. Diana turned back to Harry, not really sure what to say.

'I'm Diana, by the way."

"Oh yeah, I heard the twins mention that before." he said, "I'm Harry Potter, but you probably heard that before too."

Diana smiled and offered a hand for Harry to shake. Harry seemed like a sweet kid, and Diana realised that it would be wrong to judge him based on things other people had said about him.

"How long have you been going to Hogwarts?" Harry asked while returning Diana's handshake.

"Starting my second year," Diana answered. "You are excited for your first year?"

"I am, but I can't help but feel a little nervous."

"Don't be. You'll do just fine." Diana said with her usual confidence.

"How do you know?" Harry asked.

"Because I remember what it was like for me last year. I was feeling pretty nervous but managed to survive."

"I don't know," Harry said while looking down at his feet.

"Hey, trust me. If you're determined enough, you'll do great."

That seemed to get Harry to relax, just a little bit.

"Can I ask you something?" Harry said.

"Sure."

"What's with the ferret in the hood of your jacket?"

Diana looked at Harry for a second and then let out a giggle.

"Oh, this is Hawkeye. He's my Jarvey."

"Jarvey?"

"It's like a ferret, but bigger and can mimic people like a parrot," Diana said while grabbing Hawkeye from her jacket. "Do you wanna give him a pet?"

Harry's eyes went a bit wide, and he nodded his head. Diana reached out with Hawkeye in her hands and let Harry scratch Hawkeye behind the ears.

For a bit longer Diana and Harry were continuing to make small talk when Ron opened the door of the compartment.

"Hey Diana, is there anyone sitting there?" he asked, pointing at the seat opposite Harry and next to Diana. "Everywhere else is full."

Diana shook her head. "Go ahead, Ron."

Ron sat down and tried to sneak a quick glance at Harry and then glanced in another direction, pretending he hadn't looked.

Diana saw he still had a black mark on his nose.

"Get into a fight with a dirtball, did ya Ron," Diana asked.

"What?!" Ron replied. Diana jokingly tapped Ron on the nose where the mark was. Before the young ginger could respond, Fred's voice made Diana turn her head towards the door.

"Hey, Diana!"

The twins were back.

"Listen, Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula. Do you wanna see?" Fred asked.

"Do I?" Diana exclaimed. The twins then turned to Harry.

"Harry," said George, "did we introduce ourselves? Fred and George Weasley. And this is Ron, our brother. See you later, then." He finished while grabbing Diana's hand to take her to the middle of the train.

"See you later, Harry! Bye Ron!" Diana said before getting pulled out of the compartment.

While making their way down the train, Fred and George began to ask Diana about Harry.

"Didn't you see the scar?"

"I don't normally ask to see strangers' scars, so no."

"Come on Di, you can't say you're not curious about 'The Boy Who Lived'."

"Of course I am, but he's just a kid. I don't wanna make him feel weird."

"Just a kid?" George said. "He's only a year younger than you," Fred said.

"My age doesn't change that he's a kid," Diana said. "Now come you two. I wanna see the giant spider!"

Diana didn't want to admit that she was a little worried for Harry. He l seemed like the kind of person who didn't like being pestered with tons of questions at once. She wanted to try and see Harry as Harry, and not as the 'The Boy Who Lived'.

The next couple of hours were spent running around the train. After looking at Lee's new spider and holding it for a couple of minutes, she had started wandering around the train. Saying hello to various people. Diana had a brief hello with a couple of her roommates. Ran into a couple of first-years who were looking for a lost toad. After consoling a crying boy who had lost said toad she promised that she would have a look around for him.

By the time she managed to find Tilly, the train was practically already in the station. Diana moved to go grab her trunk and change into her uniform. She discovered that Harry had already left the train.

When Diana jumped off the train, she found herself shivering from the cold air of the night.

"How was your summer, Diana?" Tilly asked as they followed the rest of the second years.

"Bit boring honesty."

"Come on! It surely wasn't that bad."

Diana shrugged her shoulders.

'What about you? Did you tell ya dad about your sleeping problems?" Diana asked.

"We went to the doctor. They gave me some pills for anxiety."

"What about sleeping arrangements?"

"Hela tried to write to Snape, but I don't think he cares enough to do anything."

"Well, we'll work something out. For now, you can stay in the clubroom when they're bothering you."

Just as they made their way up to some carriages, Tilly stopped for some reason and just stared towards the front of the carriages.

"You okay?"

Tilly shook her head and looked back to Diana. "I'm fine, come on."

They continued to chat for the ride up to the castle. It was nice being able to talk to her friends in person instead of writing and waiting for a response that takes forever.
Diana was excited about what her second year at Hogwarts may contain. Not that she knew what the year had in store for her.

I know it can be a pain in the ass when writers say this, comments keep me alive and motivated. So I do appreciate it when people leave a comment.

Also what you think of Diana so far? I'm trying to write her as a fairly down to earth person who doesn't really care about society statuses, but I feel like the most down to earth person would still be a little shocked if the world's biggest celebrity was right in front of them.