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Chapter 3

Harry suddenly wished the he was in London so everything would be a lot easier, and a golden glow surrounded Harry and his things. The next thing, Harry was in front of Platform 9 ¾.
He wondered what had happened, but didn't dwell on it for too long. AS he made his way onto the Hogwarts Express, Harry realized that he hadn't done his homework, and that he didn't even have his supplies.

He was sure that Dumbledore would understand.

People started to arrive soon after, but whenever someone looked in the compartment that he had found, as it was in the front of the train, they would look at him with hatred in their eyes, and turn around and leave.

Harry was beginning to wonder why everyone was acting this way.

His only conclusion was that they all hated him for the rise of Voldemort, and the death of all those people and Cedric.

He accepted their hatred, for he hated himself as well. He mentally slapped himself for not figuring it out earlier.

Harry was jerked from his thoughts as Ron and Hermione entered the compartment. Ron didn't say anything. He didn't need to. The look he had told everything.

Harry prepared himself for a beating; and a beating he got. He didn't try to stop Ron. No one did.

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