A/N: Okay this chap was like 10 pages long on WordPerfect, so I sliced it in two, and made it two smaller chapters. AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH Writers block. Okay the next chapter will be a while. The evil monster of writing has snuck up on me. Also prolly because I haven't done any writing in two weeks.

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On the Platform

Laia jumped off of Harry quickly, thrilled with excitement. Harry watched his girlfriend collect her things from the suite and pack them back away. She had three bags that she had carried onto the train with her. One was a small black purse with a long strap. Laia took this bag and put it around her neck and under her right armpit. The other two bags were large carry-on bags. They were black with pink symbols on them. Harry examined her bags. He noticed a good many of the symbols were the letters L and V.

"Hey Laia, what's LV?"

"Oh, its stands for Louis Vuitton. They're designer bags that my parents bought me in New York before coming to England." Laia heaved one of the bags on her seat and panted. "This one is very heavy. Are there trolleys outside?"

Harry stood up and stretched his arms above his head.

"You know Laia, you could have stowed away those other bags in the luggage compartment. You didn't have to carry them on the train. The elves would have gotten them inside with no trouble at all."

Harry attempted to pick up both the bags to carry them for her. One was much heavier than the other. He figured it was the one that was full of books. The other bag must have contained rolls of parchment, quills, notebooks and such. He was having a hard time lifting the heavier of the two.

"Well I assumed I'd be sitting all alone the train ride, so I wanted to finish reading my school books." She faced Harry and giggled at him struggling to lift it. "I can carry them, Harry. I carried them on the train myself."

"Sod that. We can fix this easily."

Over the summer Harry had Dobby as a constant visitor, bringing him sweets and butterbeers. Dobby told Harry that if he ever needed anything from the house elf, all Harry would have to do is snap his fingers three times. Before Harry had left for the burrow, he had called Dobby various times. He was quite often in the mood for butterbeer.

"One of my friends is a house elf that works at Hogwarts. He'll take care of your bags much more easily than both of us will. That way you won't have to struggle with them at the Sorting Ceremony."

"You have a house elf friend? I've never heard of a house elf befriending someone."

"Dobby is an eccentric. I'll call him."

Harry snapped his fingers three times. With a loud pop Dobby was standing in their suite.

"Mr. Harry Potter. It's an honor for Dobby to be here."

"Hiya Dobby. This is my new friend Aglaia Elddir. She's attending Hogwarts this year."

Dobby gave Laia the once over and turned his attention to Harry.

"What is it that Harry Potter needs?"

"Can you put these two bags with the other bags Dobby?"

"Why Harry Potter should know better by now than to carry bags onto the train." Dobby mumbled excitedly while grabbing hold of Laias bags.

Harry and Laia laughed at Dobby.

"He is an eccentric house elf. He's awfully sweet too." Laia commented on Dobby.

Dobby had never heard that he was sweet before. Not even from Hermione, the leader of S.P.E.W. Dobby let go of Laias bags and gazed lovingly at her.

"Missus thinks Dobby is sweet? Dobby has never been called sweet before. Dobby has never been liked by someone so much before."

"Dobby, I think you are very sweet. In fact you are by far the best house elf I have ever met."

Laia crouched down and looked into Dobbys large bright brown eyes. She leaned in and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Dobbys eyes grew bigger than they already were. He looked as if he was going to faint. He brought his hand up to his cheek and blushed furiously.

"Harry Potters friend kissed Dobby. Dobby has never been kissed before."

"Well there's a first time for everything Dobby." Harry told him. He watched Dobbys expression, and new exactly how he felt. "I think you have that effect on everyone Laia." Harry leaned into Laia and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Thanks Harry."

Dobby stood there still gazing at Laia. Harry and Laia looked down at him and chuckled.

"Dobby, we really appreciate you getting these bags for us. One of them is mighty heavy."

Dobby snapped out of it and grabbed a hold of Laias bags once again with one hand.

"If Missus ever needs anything from Dobby, snap three times."

With that Dobby snapped once and vanished.

"He is quite peculiar. But very sweet, and kind. How did you find him?"

Harry was about to answer when he heard Hagrid.

"Firs' years this way to tha boats. Firs' years."

"I'll tell you another time. There is someone I'd like you to meet."

Harry reached out for Laias hand. She softly slipped her hand into his. They walked out onto the platform together hand in hand. Hagrid was never a hard person to spot. He towered over everyone. Harry had only seen one person in his life bigger than Hagrid. That was Hagrids half-brother Grawp. Harry led Laia toward Hagrid. As they got closer Harry felt resistance. It almost felt as if he was now pulling her.

"What's wrong Laia?" Harry asked.

She stopped him and whispered in his ear. "Is that a giant? What is he doing here? Giants are vicious."

"No, he's half giant. And he's our Care of Magical Creatures professor. And he's not vicious at all, he's my friend."

"Harry Potter you have some interesting friends. But if you say so."

Hagrid had made his way to Harry and Laia and patted his hand on Harrys shoulder. He always patted so hard that Harrys knees gave out on him.

"'Arry. 'Allo. How was tha train ride?"

"It was exciting as always. Hagrid this is my girlfriend, Laia."

"Girlfriend? My young man is growin' up fast."

Hagrid seemed a little teary eyed at hearing 'girlfriend'.

Laia extended her hand at Hagrid.

"It's very nice to meet you Professor Hagrid. I look forward to your class."

Hagrid took her hand in his and shook it very gently.

"Professor? Blimey no ones ever called me Professor before. I spect you'll be ridin' tha boats this year? Firs' years always hafta ride tha boats."

"Well she's not a first year Hagrid. She's the exchange student."

"Of course! Well then you'll be ridin' in tha carriages."

"No I think she should ride in the boats. It's a magnificent view of the castle coming in from the boat. That will be okay, won't it Hagrid?"

"Of course it is 'Arry. She can sit in my boat."

Harry looked at Laia with a bright smile. His smile faded when he saw her face. She looked so lost and scared again.

"Hagrid, mind if I join you?" He put his hand in Laias. "It's not as if I'm a prefect or even head boy. So no one would be waiting for me. Plus it is a spectacular sight that I wouldn't mind seeing again."

"That is not a prollem 'Arry. Jus' lemme round up these firs' years and we'll be off. Jus' get in tha firs' boat."

Harry and Laia started walking down the platform toward the boats. They had reached them when Harry heard Malfoy talking behind him. Harry forced Laia onto the boat and stood in front of her.

"What are you doing Potter? Starting school over again? You're supposed to ride in the carriages you twit."

"Stuff it Malfoy. I'm riding with Hagrid in the boats, for reasons that don't concern you."

"You always are joined at the hip with that stupid oaf. I'm surprised his boat doesn't sink. A tub of lard if I've ever seen one."

Harrys face grew hot. Malfoy always criticized Hagrid, and it always struck a nerve with Harry. Harrys fingers started to roll into his palms when Laia pulled him back and to the side. Laia got out of the boat and came face to face with the nasty Slytherin for the first time.

"Why don't you go crawl back into the hole where you first came out of you slimey asshole? You do nothing but belittle everyone else. What makes you so great? Oh wait let me guess? You're pureblood, aren't you?"

"Excuse me. But who do, you think you are to talk to me like that. Potter, can't you defend yourself instead of letting your girlfriends do it for you?"

This time Harrys face grew hot with embarrassment. It was true. Hermione, Ginny and Luna had always interfered when he and Malfoy were fighting.

"Maybe because I have no problem sinking to your level of slimeyness and making you feel horrid like you make others feel. And Harrys a good guy and doesn't sink that low."

This made Goyle and Crabbe howl with laughter. Harry became even more embarrassed. Girls meant well but they just don't understand male fighting. Girls want to throw shirty remarks at their enemies, while boys will just throw punches and leave it at that.

"Draco. Why do you always have to start a fight with these filthy mudbloods?" Pansy had come out of no where and was standing at Malfoys side. "Lets just get on the carriages and go eat. I'm starved. You can fight with Potter later."

Harry was relieved that Pansy had come along for once in his life. She had always just stood there and laughed during times like these. He was relived at least until he felt something brush him. He looked to his side and saw Laia advancing at Pansy. He lunged for her, missed, and got a face full of dirt. Laia sprang at Pansy knocking her on the ground. Laia grabbed Pansys arms before she could hit her and forced them to the ground. Laia pinned Pansys arms down with her knees, and shoved her index finger in her face.

"Now you listen here you little bitch." Laia spat in Pansys face. "How dare you call anyone a mudblood you foul, arrogant twit. You should know that my family goes back further in history than anyone. I am a descendant of Merlin himself."

Pansy began her hyena laugh. People claimed they were related to Merlin often. And when they did, they just got made fun of. Laia moved her face close to Pansys. The wind roared, the trees swayed, and the sky darkened.

"Do not mess with me or my friends."

Pansy, not being one to ever back out of a fight, moved her head as close to the ground that she could. She was readying herself to head butt Laia. She was about to strike when she noticed Laias eyes. They had gone completely purple. It was a well-known fact that when Merlin was in a particularly foul mood his eyes had turned purple. It was a trait that was said, to have been lost thousands of years ago. The last known wizard that it happened to was Salazar Slytherin.

"Get her off of me! Get her off of me! Please Draco help me! She's going to kill me! Get off of me please!"

Pansy began to go hysterical. The others dared not touch Laia. They were too afraid she would attack them in turn. Draco, Goyle and Crabbe mad a dash for the carriages. Harry stood there amazed at the events happening. Laia did look like a wild woman. Her hair was standing up, flowing wildly in the wind. Harry moved forwards toward Laia. When he reached her he simply rubbed her shoulder a little. Laia seemed to come out of it. She loosened her grip on Pansy, and backed off of her letting her go.

Pansy got up as quickly as she could. She gave Laia a final glance and ran away yelling "You crazy bitch."

Laia stayed on the ground in a kneeling position, while Harry kept rubbing her shoulder. She shuddered slightly and stood up. She leaned down, wiped the dirt off of her knees, and strode back to the boat. Harry stood there, watching her walk back to the boat. He hoped she would explain herself to him. He wasn't sure if asking Laia to be his girlfriend was such a good idea anymore.