TET: Okay, I completely forgot how this scene goes, and those online summaries aren't helping, so bear with me. How does he meet Ron?
The best summary I found was from "http://rinkworks.com/bookaminute/b/rowling.stone.shtml". A good one, but it unfortunately didn't help with my dilemma...
Oh, now I remember!!! Okay, on with the story. No narrator; they're just annoying me today.
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Platform 9 3/4: July 31/August 1/August 2... One of those.
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Harry: Okay, now that I've calmed down from happy-go-lucky extreme, I'll look for an entrance to Platform 6 5/12 or whatever. *stops a conductor person* Excuse me, can you tell me where this is?
Conductor Person: Uhm, no. Hello! All the platforms have big numbers over them!!! We're standing between 9 and 10, in case you're blind! I mean, seriously! Are kids SERIOUSLY THIS STUPID THESE DAYS?!?!
Harry: *backs away nervously into wall between 9 and 10* o.O
Mrs. Weasley: Okay, Percy goes first of course, since he's the prefect and so much better than the rest of you!
*Percy holds his head up high and walks straight at Harry, who pushes his own little cart thingy out of the way*
Harry: Hey! Don't crash into me!
Percy: *stops, halfway through the wall* I'm a prefect, and therefore I am better than you.
Harry: Well, I am Harry Potter! Well, except I don't know why that's so important, since I don't know anything about my past and... Uhm... What?
Entire Weasley Family except Percy: @___@ .o0(Harry Potter//Harry Potter//Harry Potter)
Percy: I'm still better than you. *walks through the wall*
Mrs. Weasley: *recovers from daze* Oh, okay, Fred, George, you're up!
Fred: I'm Fred, mother!
Mrs. Weasley: No, you're not, you think you can fool me!!! Go on, George!
Fred: Fine, mother. *runs through wall*
Mrs. Weasley: Okay, Fred, your turn.
George: Okay! *runs through wall*
Mrs. Weasley: That's everyone. *turns to go home*
Ron: Wait! What about me!!!!
Mrs. Weasley: Oh... *turns to Harry* Would you like a servant?
Ron: WAAAHHHHH!!! x.x *passes out*
Mrs. Weasley: He's very dedicated and hard-working, like a super house elf, and he's yours for five Galleons!!!
Harry: *shrugs, looking at passed-out Ron* Okay. *pulls out wallet crammed full of Galleons*
Mrs. Weasley: @___@ .o0(Galleons//Money//Rich//Galleons//Money//Rich) *steals the wallet and runs off*
Harry: Hey! You owe me all your children for that! *turns to Ron* Okay, let's go... Wake up, red-headed person!!! (A/N: Mrs. Weasley never mentioned his name, just called him a servant.)
Ron: *sits up* I'm Ron. We should be on the train by now, shouldn't we?
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Train: Sometime Later
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Harry: Jelly beans... I really want jelly beans... But your mom stole my wallet...
Trolley Lady: No money, no flavoured beans.
Harry: GIMME!!! *drags trolley into compartment and (somehow) locks door*
Ron: o.O Ahm... Ookay... Yeah... Can you pass me a chocolate frog?
Hermoninny (as Viktor Krum pronounced it): Hi! I'm looking for a toad- ooh, candy! *sits down*
Ron: @.@ .o0(Pretty Girl//Pretty Girl//Pretty Girl)
Harry: Do you want some?
Hermione: Oh, let me fix your glasses. Occulus repairus!!! *Harry's glasses are fixed*
Harry: o___o Magic... Wo~ow...
Hermione and Ron: -.-;;
Hermione: Yeah, you're going to a magic school.
Harry: I am? Hagrid didn't say that! Only that I was a wizard, and... Well, I was kinda too excited to put two and two together...
(A/N: This is not funny, so I will skip ahead to getting off the train)
Harry: Yay! Boats!
*they row across a giant lake in boats, and Neville falls in*
Hermione: And now we get to go in!!! I read all about it in Hogwarts: A History, though the version was somewhat outdated and blah blah blah blah blah house elves blah blah ballroom blah blah blah blah blah chinese temple bells blah blah blah blah really fancy and elegant blah blah...
Harry and Ron: -.-;;
Rhiannon: Hi, I'm another random first-year!
Harry and Ron: Hi!
Ms. McGonagall: Okay, let's go in now!!! *opens big doors*
First Years: o__________________________________________o
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Okay, some un-scripty description is needed here. Let's see, there's a checkered floor, purple walls, and an elevator in the middle of the floor for some reason. And let's not forget the scary-looking disco gargoyles and the knights wearing space suits.
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Dumbledore: *rolls up to them in his inline skates, wearing a cowboy hat and a pink tutu over leather pants (no, no shirt which is pretty scary, believe me)* Hullo all!!! Welcome to Hogwarts!!! *does an awkward spinny thing and knocks into Neville*
First Years: ()________________________________________()
Neville: *faints*
Dumbledore: Anyhoo, you all need to go to the food place for food! See ya! *skates away*
Harry: *throws up* Urk... Ron... Help me...
Ron: *is also throwing up* I can't...
Harry: HELP ME, YOU GODFORSAKEN SERVANT!!!
Ron: @.@ Eep... *helps Harry up*
Hermione (who has stayed relatively calm): This doesn't look like it did in Hogwarts: A History...
Ron: -.-;; Hermione, we need to get Harry to the hospital wing, not worry about a book.
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Hospital Wing: During Dinner
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Madame Pomfrey: Meh, all the first years do this. It's nothing important. Be glad you weren't born a year earlier: Dumbledore dressed up in a hawaiian shirt, hiking boots, and a thong.
Harrytachi (also known as the Potter Trio): ()________________________________________()
Madame Promfrey: Yeah, that was my first reaction as well.
Harry: Well, let's get to the Sorting Hat.
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Disco Room/Cafeteria: Dinner
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Sorting Hat:
I'm the legendary Sorting Hat
Better Living through, within I hide, try to shout
but young enought to bat
it has no taint, hence it a herring?...No, a trout!
First Years: ()________________________________________()
Other Years: --________________________________________--;;;;;;
*everyone is sorted*
Harrytachi: YAY!!! WE'RE IN GYFFINDOR!!!
Other Houses: ...
Gryffindor: YAY FOR THESE WEIRD PEOPLE!!!
Other Houses: ... um, excuse us, but we're here too...
Dumbledore: *clears throat* Dinner is over. Everyone go now.
*everyone leaves, despite the fact they had been too busy watching the Sorting Ceremony to eat anything*
Snape (who is wearing normal clothes, save for the fact that everything's leather): *stops Harry Potter* I dislike you for some reason. The fact I am followed by a fan crowd everywhere I go is entirely your fault. I am going to make your life a living hell. *storms away, followed by a mob of giggling girls*
Harry: Who was he?
Hermione: *heart eyes* Professor Severus Snape... Sigh...
Ron: Urk!!! No! You're supposed to fall in love with me!!! Me!!! *waves arms wildly*
Hermione: Sigh...
Harry: *gently* Ron... She's too far gone.
Ron: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Quirrell (who is wearing his purple turban with little gold spangly things, a set of purple robes, a purple skirt, and 6-inch high heels): Hello, little boys, I am Madame Quirrell. *bats his eyelashes at Harry and Ron*
Ron and Harry: o___o
Quirrell: Don't be so stunned at my amazing feminine beauty, little boys. It is all natural, I assure you.
Harry: Dude, you're a guy!
Quirrell: Oh, silly little boy... *swooshes away*
Ron: I think he likes you.
Harry: Drop it.
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Quirrell... What should I do with him? Or Snape? I want ideas from reviewers so I will still get good reviews ^_____^ Yes, I'm egotistical.
Akihiko: My barbeque is going out!!! More flames!!! If you didn't like it, say so!!! If you did like it-
TET: Then say so anyway, because I need to inflate my ego. ^___^
The best summary I found was from "http://rinkworks.com/bookaminute/b/rowling.stone.shtml". A good one, but it unfortunately didn't help with my dilemma...
Oh, now I remember!!! Okay, on with the story. No narrator; they're just annoying me today.
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Platform 9 3/4: July 31/August 1/August 2... One of those.
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Harry: Okay, now that I've calmed down from happy-go-lucky extreme, I'll look for an entrance to Platform 6 5/12 or whatever. *stops a conductor person* Excuse me, can you tell me where this is?
Conductor Person: Uhm, no. Hello! All the platforms have big numbers over them!!! We're standing between 9 and 10, in case you're blind! I mean, seriously! Are kids SERIOUSLY THIS STUPID THESE DAYS?!?!
Harry: *backs away nervously into wall between 9 and 10* o.O
Mrs. Weasley: Okay, Percy goes first of course, since he's the prefect and so much better than the rest of you!
*Percy holds his head up high and walks straight at Harry, who pushes his own little cart thingy out of the way*
Harry: Hey! Don't crash into me!
Percy: *stops, halfway through the wall* I'm a prefect, and therefore I am better than you.
Harry: Well, I am Harry Potter! Well, except I don't know why that's so important, since I don't know anything about my past and... Uhm... What?
Entire Weasley Family except Percy: @___@ .o0(Harry Potter//Harry Potter//Harry Potter)
Percy: I'm still better than you. *walks through the wall*
Mrs. Weasley: *recovers from daze* Oh, okay, Fred, George, you're up!
Fred: I'm Fred, mother!
Mrs. Weasley: No, you're not, you think you can fool me!!! Go on, George!
Fred: Fine, mother. *runs through wall*
Mrs. Weasley: Okay, Fred, your turn.
George: Okay! *runs through wall*
Mrs. Weasley: That's everyone. *turns to go home*
Ron: Wait! What about me!!!!
Mrs. Weasley: Oh... *turns to Harry* Would you like a servant?
Ron: WAAAHHHHH!!! x.x *passes out*
Mrs. Weasley: He's very dedicated and hard-working, like a super house elf, and he's yours for five Galleons!!!
Harry: *shrugs, looking at passed-out Ron* Okay. *pulls out wallet crammed full of Galleons*
Mrs. Weasley: @___@ .o0(Galleons//Money//Rich//Galleons//Money//Rich) *steals the wallet and runs off*
Harry: Hey! You owe me all your children for that! *turns to Ron* Okay, let's go... Wake up, red-headed person!!! (A/N: Mrs. Weasley never mentioned his name, just called him a servant.)
Ron: *sits up* I'm Ron. We should be on the train by now, shouldn't we?
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Train: Sometime Later
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Harry: Jelly beans... I really want jelly beans... But your mom stole my wallet...
Trolley Lady: No money, no flavoured beans.
Harry: GIMME!!! *drags trolley into compartment and (somehow) locks door*
Ron: o.O Ahm... Ookay... Yeah... Can you pass me a chocolate frog?
Hermoninny (as Viktor Krum pronounced it): Hi! I'm looking for a toad- ooh, candy! *sits down*
Ron: @.@ .o0(Pretty Girl//Pretty Girl//Pretty Girl)
Harry: Do you want some?
Hermione: Oh, let me fix your glasses. Occulus repairus!!! *Harry's glasses are fixed*
Harry: o___o Magic... Wo~ow...
Hermione and Ron: -.-;;
Hermione: Yeah, you're going to a magic school.
Harry: I am? Hagrid didn't say that! Only that I was a wizard, and... Well, I was kinda too excited to put two and two together...
(A/N: This is not funny, so I will skip ahead to getting off the train)
Harry: Yay! Boats!
*they row across a giant lake in boats, and Neville falls in*
Hermione: And now we get to go in!!! I read all about it in Hogwarts: A History, though the version was somewhat outdated and blah blah blah blah blah house elves blah blah ballroom blah blah blah blah blah chinese temple bells blah blah blah blah really fancy and elegant blah blah...
Harry and Ron: -.-;;
Rhiannon: Hi, I'm another random first-year!
Harry and Ron: Hi!
Ms. McGonagall: Okay, let's go in now!!! *opens big doors*
First Years: o__________________________________________o
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Okay, some un-scripty description is needed here. Let's see, there's a checkered floor, purple walls, and an elevator in the middle of the floor for some reason. And let's not forget the scary-looking disco gargoyles and the knights wearing space suits.
---
Dumbledore: *rolls up to them in his inline skates, wearing a cowboy hat and a pink tutu over leather pants (no, no shirt which is pretty scary, believe me)* Hullo all!!! Welcome to Hogwarts!!! *does an awkward spinny thing and knocks into Neville*
First Years: ()________________________________________()
Neville: *faints*
Dumbledore: Anyhoo, you all need to go to the food place for food! See ya! *skates away*
Harry: *throws up* Urk... Ron... Help me...
Ron: *is also throwing up* I can't...
Harry: HELP ME, YOU GODFORSAKEN SERVANT!!!
Ron: @.@ Eep... *helps Harry up*
Hermione (who has stayed relatively calm): This doesn't look like it did in Hogwarts: A History...
Ron: -.-;; Hermione, we need to get Harry to the hospital wing, not worry about a book.
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Hospital Wing: During Dinner
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Madame Pomfrey: Meh, all the first years do this. It's nothing important. Be glad you weren't born a year earlier: Dumbledore dressed up in a hawaiian shirt, hiking boots, and a thong.
Harrytachi (also known as the Potter Trio): ()________________________________________()
Madame Promfrey: Yeah, that was my first reaction as well.
Harry: Well, let's get to the Sorting Hat.
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Disco Room/Cafeteria: Dinner
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Sorting Hat:
I'm the legendary Sorting Hat
Better Living through, within I hide, try to shout
but young enought to bat
it has no taint, hence it a herring?...No, a trout!
First Years: ()________________________________________()
Other Years: --________________________________________--;;;;;;
*everyone is sorted*
Harrytachi: YAY!!! WE'RE IN GYFFINDOR!!!
Other Houses: ...
Gryffindor: YAY FOR THESE WEIRD PEOPLE!!!
Other Houses: ... um, excuse us, but we're here too...
Dumbledore: *clears throat* Dinner is over. Everyone go now.
*everyone leaves, despite the fact they had been too busy watching the Sorting Ceremony to eat anything*
Snape (who is wearing normal clothes, save for the fact that everything's leather): *stops Harry Potter* I dislike you for some reason. The fact I am followed by a fan crowd everywhere I go is entirely your fault. I am going to make your life a living hell. *storms away, followed by a mob of giggling girls*
Harry: Who was he?
Hermione: *heart eyes* Professor Severus Snape... Sigh...
Ron: Urk!!! No! You're supposed to fall in love with me!!! Me!!! *waves arms wildly*
Hermione: Sigh...
Harry: *gently* Ron... She's too far gone.
Ron: NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Quirrell (who is wearing his purple turban with little gold spangly things, a set of purple robes, a purple skirt, and 6-inch high heels): Hello, little boys, I am Madame Quirrell. *bats his eyelashes at Harry and Ron*
Ron and Harry: o___o
Quirrell: Don't be so stunned at my amazing feminine beauty, little boys. It is all natural, I assure you.
Harry: Dude, you're a guy!
Quirrell: Oh, silly little boy... *swooshes away*
Ron: I think he likes you.
Harry: Drop it.
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Quirrell... What should I do with him? Or Snape? I want ideas from reviewers so I will still get good reviews ^_____^ Yes, I'm egotistical.
Akihiko: My barbeque is going out!!! More flames!!! If you didn't like it, say so!!! If you did like it-
TET: Then say so anyway, because I need to inflate my ego. ^___^