Chapter 1. of arrivals and sorting's

"speech"

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"Spells"

At 10 o clock in the morning a bright red train drives in on an empty train station, or nearly empty. As four people could be seen standing on the station, two adults and two children. Of the two adults is one male and the other female, the female one had long silky black hair which reached her lower back, eyes a deep ocean blue, a beautiful face and more of a petite figure as she stood at 5 foot 1, she was wearing a regal blue dress, but the most interesting thing about her, was the pair of butterfly like wings.

The man by her side was dressed in a charcoal grey form fitting suit, which allowed his well-built body to be shown off without appearing indecent. The man could be called quite handsome with well-defined cheek bones and a strong jaw, but when compared to his companion he looked practically plain. His hair was silky smooth much like his companion, but unlike her, his was an auburn brown tied in a low hanging ponytail that reached his shoulder blades, his eyes were a chocolate brown.

Of the two children in front of them was one obviously related to the older woman, she had silky black hair that reached her mid back and would undoubtedly become an incredible beauty in her own right in a few years. The only thing about her that would make you think she was at all related to the man was that she had those same chocolate eyes. She was dressed in a beautiful white summer dress that only helped reinforce the young pure girl image. She locked to be about 11 years old

The second child also looked to be about 11 years old and had black hair, but that was also about the only things about him that was similar to his companions. His hair was far less smooth and looked like it had needed hours of work to get it into a mostly controlled form, and even then it still looked quite wild, his eyes were a startlingly bright green that felt like it belonged on some light up sign for bar. His facial features didn't really match either of the adults, but from the way the four of them had a group hug was it obvious that they still considered him family. He was dressed semi formally like the girl, which helped show that while on the thin side, was it more because of genetics than anything else.

With their goodbyes said the two children made their way onto the train as the adults seamed to vanish without a trace, not even making the pop like sound that is usually made when apparating.

The two children had found themselves a compartment, the both of them simply reading a book each, the girls book appears to be a quite advanced herbology book, though it obviously isn't in English based simply on the fact that the script used on the cover isn't the Latin one.

The boys book meanwhile doesn't have anything on the cover seaming more like a journal due to its cover being made of leather.

It was some half an hour later that the door opened to reveal a young blond girl with pale blue eyes, she was wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of jeans "oh I'm sorry for interrupting you" she stated quickly as though she was scared that they would react badly if she didn't apologize quickly enough

With a quick glance between each other the black-haired girl stated with a light giggle "you don't have to be so scared; we aren't simply going to hate you for not realizing that there was already somebody inside the carriage. Why don't you sit with us?" the girl had an odd accent that the blond couldn't tell where was from, but it certainly wasn't northern Europe "alright" the blonde muttered in a voice that was barely above a whisper.

"let me help you with your trunk" the boy stated with the same odd accent that the girl had, though he seemed to roll his r's a bit more than the girl. With a small thank you she sat down though she still seemed uncomfortable.

After putting the trunk away the boy turned to her, and with a light bow he introduced himself "it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm Harry James Potter, a half blood ward of lord advisor Alexander Sthewra" after he took his seat the girl rose a curtsied before stating "and I'm Agnes Unada Sthewra daughter of Lord advisor Alexander Sthewra and lady Titania Unada"

The blond girl gulped and attempted to do a curtesy like Agnes, though it was quite obvious that she hadn't done it often "I'm Hana Abbott a half blood daughter of a squib of the house of Abbott and a muggle"

"you don't have to introduce yourself like that you know" said Agnes with a giggle "it's really only pure bloods from around the Mediterranean that would ever introduce themselves like that"

Hanna blinked for a moment before asking "why is it that they would introduce so differently there than they would here?" it was Harry that answered this time "well that's because in northern Europe, and especially in Britain, do they care far more about someone's family than the people themself. Around the Mediterranean it's the opposite, the persons own achievements being seen as far more important than their background"

"well why is it then that they seem to care so much more about people there than we do here" Hanna questioned once more "well in short heroes" an eyebrow was raised at that "think of it how many Greek heroes are well known compared to English ones? You only really have Arthurian legend, which except for merlin, is pretty much entirely fictional, and how many people know a lot of Gaelic myths? Compare that to Greek heroes, who doesn't know about Achilles, Hercules or Perseus. How many great monsters exist only be slain by heroes? The kraken, the hydra or typhon?" he shook his head "it's simply a difference in culture, and what was thought most important by them"

As they continued to talk Hanna seemed less and less scared as time passed, and it was some ten minutes later that a question Harry and Agnes had been expecting came "you introduced yourself as Harry potter does that mean you're the boy who lived?"

With a sigh he answered her "yes, I am, however I really don't like that title, as I feel like my parents had a lot more to do with how I survived than I ever had. I mean seriously I wasn't even 1 and half years old, what kind of magic was such a child supposed to use to be able to stop the killing curse?" he shook his head as he finished speaking

"well how do you two know each other exactly" Hanna asked obviously trying to switch the conversation to something less awkward "well as I said earlier, I'm a ward of Alexander Sthewra, he is my godfather, so while we may technically not be related" he said with a gesture to Agnes "do we consider each other family in all the ways that actually matter"

After this they mostly talked about less awkward topics such as which subjects they were looking forward to the most, which ones they didn't and other such subjects. About a half hour after they left the station, were they all siting in a comfortable silence each reading their own book, with Hanna having loaned a book in English from Agnes.

Yet unknown to the three young friends was an old man practically ready to do flips with how happy he was, for today would mark the first day in over 9 and a half years Harry Potter would be within his sphere of influence, so he could ʺguideʺ the young man towards the ʺproperʺ path. He was only hoping the young boy hadn't been ʺcorruptedʺ too much by whomever had kidnaped him. The old man couldn't even think that whoever had been taking care of Harry, could have had an actual legal claim to raising him.

But that is for latter as right now we have young brunet and a toad to talk about.

As some five and a half hours after they had left the train station were the three young friends simply having a conversation on random, funny, odd or just straight up bizarre moments from their childhood, some related to accidental magic others not. They were all dressed in their robes, though Harry's and Agnese's ropes were less baggy Than Hanna's and looked in all honesty more like dueling ropes than everyday wear, as the door opened to reveal a young witch with bushy brown hair, buck teeth and chocolate brown eyes.

"Have you seen a toad anywhere?" she asked, "on the train or in general?" Harry Questioned whilst leaning against the window side of the compartment, with his legs laying on the other seats on his side "no to the train part yes to the other" he finished though the girl didn't seem amused turning to the girls she stated "I'm Hermione Granger it's nice to meet you" "Hanna Abbott" "Agnes Sthewra" "Harry Potter" the three of them introduced themselves, Harry and Agnes being far less formal this time receiving a raised eyebrow from Hanna due to it.

Hermione sighed "well it was nice meeting you two but I should really get going" she said simply ignoring Harry, with that she left, and after a few moments of silence Harry made a simple comment "rude" with a role of her eyes Agnes told him in a deadpan voice "and you weren't?" "not denying I was, simply stating she is too" Harry answered with a roll of his own eyes.

When they arrived at Hogsmeade station some 45 minutes later, was the sun entirely gone from sky revealing the beautiful cloudless stary night sky. The station, if it could even be called that, only consisted of a platform with a few bright lamps.

"Firs' years! Firs' years over here" a giant man bellowed in a heavily accented voice, within his hand was a large glowing lantern. "c'mon, follow me – any more firs' years! Mind your step, now! Firs' years follow me!"

As the three walked down the path Harry clicked his tongue, before taking something on a chain out of his pocket, taping caused it to light up with orange light, revealing it to be a pendant. Agnes took out a similar pendant, only that it lit up with indigo light. Using the light from the pendants were they able to reach the end of the path at the bank of the lake.

Beyond the lake could the massive form of Hogwarts be seen, the large cathedral like building and the many towers standing out.

When the large man called out was all the first years attention drawn to the fleet of small boats "no more'n four a boat!" following his instruction the three young friends soon found themselves in a boat along with a witch with curly brown hair and light green eyes.

Once the giant man was certain that everyone was in a boat he commanded "forward" causing the boats to slip into the water and sail towards the castle.

"It's a pleasure to meet you I'm Harry James Potter, a ward of Lord advisor Alexander Sthewra" Harry said towards the new girl bending ever so slightly forward due to the constrictions their position put them in, Agnes had introduced herself similarly to how she had done back at the train, whilst Hanna introduced herself in the more British manner, before the girl introduced herself. Bending forward like the others had she stated "I'm daphne Greengrass, heiress to the house of Greengrass, it's likewise a pleasure to meet you all" with the way she said it was it obvious she had introduced herself similarly many times before. Though there could be heard a hint of surprise in her voice.

As they arrived at the dock of Hogwarts after passing through a bridge with low hanging vines forcing them to bend down. After walking up a long flight of stairs they arrived before a great oak door. Shortly after the giant man pounded on the door an old red-haired witch dressed in green ropes opened the door. Her demeanor was very serious

"the firs' years, Professor McGonagall" though he said this he seemed quite anxious.

After McGonagall had given them a brief overview of the houses had she entered the hall once more in order to check how things were progressing there.

After she left the first years had quickly fallen into conversation, though a blond boy seemed to think that talking loudly would somehow make him more understood "where in the world is Potter right now?" he questioned "does anybody even know if he's here?" daphne was about to speak up when harry crabbed a hold of her arm. With a shake of his head he showed he didn't want her to speak, even if she didn't understand why he wanted it that way she stayed silent.

"of course, he is!" a red-haired boy stated "why has he then not said anything huh" the blond boy replied. As an argument erupted between the two of them drawing in a few others as well, harry whispered to daphne "I find that you learn a lot more about someone when they speak of than to you" as explanation as to why he didn't speak up.

When McGonagall led them into the Great Hall could Harry feel every set of eyes focus on the first years, with quite a few focusing on him and Agnes due to their robes being different from the rests.

As McGonagall placed an old dirty hat on the stool in the front of the hall, the hat after a moment of silence seemed to suddenly jump to life, as it burst into song. When the song finished McGonagall called forth Hanna, the young girl moved forward and sat herself on the stool before McGonagall placed the hat on her head, a short moment later the hat billowed in its deep voice "HUFFELPUF" causing the table directly to their left to burst into cheers.

The sorting went on like this, with Daphne and the Blond boy ending up in Slytherin, until Harry was called forth causing the entire hall to fall into silence. When the calm young boy walked up to the stool with slow deliberate steps, were most of the teachers left wondering if this could truly be Harry Potter as he seemed nothing like either of his parents.

When the hat was placed on his head Harry heard the voice of the sorting hat echo within his head "Oh, now isn't this interesting. Raised by a Mafia Assassin. You certainly have the bravery of a Gryffindor, you possess the knowledge of a Ravenclaw as well, but you don't simply search for knowledge for knowledges sake. You care and are protective of family, yet don't care much for those who aren't a part of that family. You've had cunning and intrigue implanted in you since young. Truly you are a difficult one to place, yet I think I know just were to place you" the hat finished within his head before bellowing out "SLYTHERIN"

The whole hall was silent for a few moments, the only sound that of Harry standing up and placing the hat back on the stool. When he started making his way towards the Slytherin table, was it as if everyone came back to reality, as the Slytherins burst into cheers. The loudest Cheers that the Slytherins had released over the day. And the only one that could truly be called more than a calm clap.

Yet for all that they may have cheered for him joining their house, could Harry fell apprehension within their gases, understandable considering a Potter hadn't been sorted into Slytherin since 1634, and she had been well known as a black sheep of the family.

It wasn't long before the sorting ceremony was over, with Agnes ending up in Ravenclaw. The headmaster then stood up in order to give some words out to the students, most of his message could be considered normal, follow curfew, don't have contrabands and such things, yet the one part of his message that he truly wanted everyone to understand was also the worst thing to tell them "the left hand corridor on the third floor is off limits to all students, unless you wish to suffer a painful death"

"is he actually serious about that?" Harry asked disbelievingly to no one in particular "doesn't he know that saying somewhere is off limits is guaranteed to have a few idiots trying to go there as some test of courage" the fact that Harry seemed as if he couldn't comprehend the stupidity that lead the headmaster to taking certain actions, lead one of the older students, a third year, to answer him "he is almost certainly serious about that, from what we Slytherins have found, is it that he appears to think that so long as he has said not to do something, then no one will" the third year and quite a few others sitting at the Slytherin table where quite surprised to hear Harry swearing in a foreign language, as even though none of those close by could understand what he was saying, his tone made it clear it wasn't positive.

He sighed started rubbing his temples "my god father had said he was a delusional man, but I didn't think it went that far" he muttered under his breath, yet the first years certainly heard him. It was daphne that asked the question that was on everyone's minds even as they slowly ate "you mentioned the name of your godfather on the boat ride, yet beyond that you referred to him as lord advisor why? And just who is he?"

Every Slytherin within hearing distance of the conversation had their ears sharpened to hear the answer to this question "the house of Sthewra is an old house, and the internal power is divided in three, the head of house, the advisor and the enforcer. The head is the equivalent of a lord or lady of another house, the enforcer is often a skilled combatant, and always a great strategist, the advisor is a master of intrigue, both courtly and generally. The head is the leader and the enforcer and adviser their left and right hand"

It was a different first year that stated the next question, Theodore Nott if Harry remembered correct "what is then stopping the advisor or enforcer from attempting a coup?" to this Harry had a simple answer "magic" from the blank looks was harry certain that they wanted more answers to which he elaborated by stating "the inheritance is based on ability rather than line of being born, and the candidates include the children of the Enforcer, Head and Advisor. And if necessary, their nephews and nieces"

Harry's answer to the next question he was asked proved that him telling them this wasn't anything simply him being tricked into granting information "and who do you think will inherent the lordship next?" asked the blond boy from before, named Draco Malfoy. Harry looked him in the eye before answering "what I told you before any pureblood could have found out by asking the I.C.W about the house of Sthewra, what you asked can't be found out in that way" with his piece said he returned to his meal. With him not answering any questions about the Sthewra family outside of the vaguest of answers made certain that everyone knew, if they wanted more information, they'd have to find it themselves.

As the feast finished the first years were led to the dorms for the differing houses by their respective fifth year prefects. As the first years Slytherins arrived at wall in the middle of the dungeons as the female prefect started talking "this is the entrance to the Slytherin dorm, in order to get past the entrance, you need to remember the password. The current password is vermilion rose, a new password will be displayed on the notice board every fortnight"

As she led the first years into the common room she explained where everything was "through the door in the back or the room is are the dormitories, the girls dormitories are to the right and the boys to the left. The sets of couches and chairs on the raised part of the common room by the fireplace are meant for socializing and perhaps a game of chess. The door on the left holds a plethora of study rooms and a library with the most commonly used books, there are even rooms charmed for practicing the aim and casting speed. On the right-hand side, you'll find two doors the single door leads to Professor snapes office, he will be having a private meeting with every first over the next week. The double doors lead to the dueling halls within which if you have swordsmanship lessons or similar is where they will be taking place, if you're a first or second year are you only allowed to enter if accompanied by a third year."

The dorm itself was made of stone blocks with every part of the floor covered in rugs of emerald green, the walls had a plethora of paintings varying from beautiful and scenic landscapes to a variety of differing witches and wizards, probably headmasters and teachers. The ceiling was the oddest part of it as though it looked to be made purely of stone was Harry able to feel the unmistakable felling of mist flames covering it, from an active mist none the less.

The dorms were quite luxurious, each one was shaped as an octagon with three canopy beds on each side of the door, a desk and chair by each bed, with three doors on the wall on the opposite side, containing a restroom and two bathrooms. The beds were made from ash wood with sheets a green a few shades darker than the rugs that covered the entire dorm. Theodore, Harry and Blaise slept on the right-hand side of the room Theodore near the door and Blaise the bathrooms. Vincent Grabbe being by the door on the other side and Gregory Goyle by the bathrooms.

Unknown to Harry were the teachers currently having a very heated meeting, the very reason for this meeting being so heated was that Dumbledore had been forced to say that he had no knowledge of harry whereabouts for the last 9 and three quarters years.

An

So, this is a new story I've been thinking of making for some time now, and though this chapter was a lot longer than any other I've written, can I not guarantee that any other chapters will be as long.

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