[Kitty: Chapter Three.
Lina: Hermione and Harry appear in this chapter!
Hermione and Harry: (grins)
Yugi: And my friends and I are appearing NEXT chapter, YAY!
Kitty: (glomps Yugi) YES!!!!
Diana: R&R!]
Chapter Three:
Magical Meetings
It was finally September 1st. Diana had stayed up all night, waiting for when she was to leave for Hogwarts.
When she awoke, she saw Aries fly in through the window and on top of Ginny's bedpost. He screeched so loud that he woke up Ginny. "Thanks a lot, Aries," muttered Ginny, putting her head under her pillow, trying to get back to sleep.
Diana grabbed Aries's letter and opened it. It said:
Dear Diana,
I know you're leaving for Hogwarts today, and I'm dreadfully sorry that I shall not be there to see you off. I want to, but my Auror work has been keeping me up all week long. Kingsley Shacklebolt wanted me to do some extra work on a recent discovery on a potion that is supposed to tame werewolves during the full moon, so I'm here at home, looking up research. All I can advise to you, Diana, is to keep your chin up and behave yourself. Remember this; sometimes enemies can seem like friends. Enjoy Hogwarts. Write to me if you can. I love you.
Gwen
"Love you too, Aunt Gwen," Diana whispered as she folded her letter up and placed it in her suitcase, before locking it up and thundering down the stairs with it.
Ron, Fred and George were already awake, yawning and groaning. Diana stood in the doorway, and no one took heed of her being there.
"Couldn't you at least let us sleep in, Mum?" asked George, holding back a yawn.
"I needed you to do some work on the garden gnomes," snapped Mrs. Weasley, "You were supposed to do them yesterday."
"But what about the others?" Fred demanded, rubbing his eyes.
"Because Ginny doesn't go to Hogwarts yet," said Mrs. Weasley.
"But what about Dare and Per-Per-Percy?" asked Ron, yawning on Percy's name.
"Diana is our guest, and Percy is a Prefect," said Mrs. Weasley sharply as Fred and George pretended to throw up when she said "Prefect".
Diana giggled at Fred and George's actions, and then everyone noticed her.
"Oh, good morning, dear," said Mrs. Weasley sweetly, throwing some ham into the frying pan.
"Morning," said Diana, heaving her trunk near her chair, and sitting down.
"All ready?" said Mr. Weasley.
"Yeah," Diana said, nodding and putting her Holyhead Harpies cap (it looked like a baseball cap) over her red ponytail, "I think Ginny'll be ready soon too, Aries woke her up delivering a letter to me from Aunt Gwen."
Ron and Fred smirked, as Percy came in, holding a limp Errol in his hand.
"The Post," said Mrs. Weasley, grabbing it from Errol and handing it to her husband as he Disapperated.
"This is the...1000th time he's collapsed on a delivery, then?" Diana asked, putting on her black biker gloves to cover her cresant moon "birthmark".
"C'mon, then," said Mrs. Weasley, "We better get a move on."
"Good, we've got about ten minutes," said Mrs. Weasley, "Same old station, packed with Muggles, of course..."
She was leading the way though the station, holding Ginny's hand, Percy, Fred, George, Ron and Diana behind her with their trolleys, and, in Percy's and Diana's case, owls.
"Now, what's the platform number?" she said.
"Nine and three quarters!" piped Ginny, "Mom, can't I go?"
"You're not old enough, Ginny, now be quiet," she said reproachfully, "All right, Percy, you first."
Percy ran toward the wall between Platforms 9 and 10, and then vanished, none of the Muggles around noticing.
"Fred, you next."
"I'm not Fred, I'm George! Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"
"Sorry, George, dear."
"Only joking, I am Fred!" he said as he vanished too, George close behind him.
"Excuse me!" a voice suddenly said.
Diana turned around to see a thin, messy black haired boy with taped glasses over bright green eyes, with a trolley and a white snowy owl.
"Hello, dear," said Mrs. Weasley kindly, "First time at Hogwarts?"
He nodded.
"Ron and I are new too," said Diana, pleased, gesturing toward Ron, who waved slightly.
"The thing is...the thing is, I don't know how to-"
"How to get onto the platform?" asked Mrs. Weasley kindly.
/This kid must be Muggle born,/ Diana thought to herself as he nodded.
"Not to worry," said Mrs. Weasley, "All you have to do if walk straight at the wall between Platforms 9 and 10. Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best to do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous. Go on, go now before Diana," she added, catching Diana when she was about to go through, and pushing her back toward Ron. Diana rubbed her ribs slightly.
"Er, okay," the boy said, sounding nervous.
He pushed his trolley around and stared at the barrier. He started to walk toward it, then started to speed up...and vanished too.
Diana ran after him, and then found herself on Platform 9 ¾, near a scarlet train labeled 'Hogwarts Express'.
Later, when the to-be wizards (and witch, in this case) were getting the last of their stuff from Mrs. Weasley and getting ready to get on, Mrs. Weasley grabbed Ron and began rubbing his nose with her handkerchief saying, "Ron, you've got something on your nose."
"Mum...geroff," Ron muttered as he wriggled free.
"Aaah, has ickle Ronnie got somefink on his nosie?" teased Fred.
"Shut up," said Ron, as Diana laughed.
"Where's Percy?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"He's coming now."
Percy came striding into view, his Prefect badge gleaming on his chest.
"Can't stay long, Mother," he said loftily, "I'm up front, the Prefects have got a compartment to themselves-"
"Oh, are you a Prefect, Percy?" said George with an air of great surprise, "You should have said something, we had no idea."
"Hang on," said Fred, "I think I remember him saying something about it. Once-"
"Or twice-" continued Diana.
"A minute-" added George.
"All summer-" Diana said.
"Oh, shut up," said Percy.
"How come Percy gets new robes, anyway?" asked George sullenly.
"Because he's a prefect," said Mrs. Weasley fondly, "Alright, dear, have a good term, send me an owl when you get there."
She kissed Percy on the cheek, and he left.
Then Mrs. Weasley turned to the twins.
"Now, you two, this year you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl that you've...you've blown up a toilet or-"
"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet."
"Great idea, though, thanks Mum."
"It's not funny. And look after Ron and Diana."
"Don't worry, ickle Ronniekins is safe with us," teased Fred.
"Shut up," repeated Ron.
"We don't want to look after little Miss Dare anyway," said George, wrinkling his nose indignantly, "We get in enough trouble by ourselves, and getting in more trouble because of her isn't something we want to do."
Diana smiled slightly.
"Hey Mum, guess what?" said Fred, "Guess who we just met on the train! You know that black haired boy near the station? Know who he is?"
"Who?"
"Harry Potter!"
"Oh, Mum, can I go on the train and see him, Mum, oh please?" whined Ginny.
"You've already seen him, Ginny, and the poor boy isn't something you goggle at in a zoo."
"Is he really, Fred?" asked Diana eagerly, raising an eyebrow.
"How'd you know?" asked Ron.
"Asked him. Saw his scar. It's really there...like lightning."
Diana looked near the train, and saw the black haired boy there, securing his trunk.
Was he really Harry Potter? Or was this just a joke of Fred and George's?
And looking at him closer, Diana could've sworn for a minute that he had been listening to everything they had said.
"Poor dear," said Mrs. Weasley, "No wonder he was alone, I wondered. He was ever so polite when he asked how to get onto the platform."
"Never mind that, d'you think he remembers what You-Know-Who looks like?"
Diana frowned. For once she didn't find that comment of Fred's in the least bit funny.
"I forbid you to ask him, Fred," said Mrs. Weasley, suddenly very stern, "No, don't you dare. As though he needs reminding of that on his first day of school."
"Alright, keep your hair on."
A whistle sounded.
"Hurry up!" said Mrs. Weasley, as Diana and the three Weasley boys clambered on board, and Ginny began to cry.
"Don't, Ginny," begged Diana, "We'll send you loads of owls."
"We'll send you a Hogwarts toilet seat."
"George!"
"Only joking, Mum."
The scarlet train began to move, and Diana waved good-bye to Mrs. Weasley as she and Ginny slowly fell out of sight.
Ron and Diana then looked around for a seat. The twins had gone to find their friend from Hogwarts, Lee Jordan. They found a compartment, and sitting in the corner of it, looking out the window, was the black haired boy.
"Anyone sitting there?" Ron asked, pointing to the seat across from "Harry Potter", "Everywhere else is full."
He shook his head, and Ron and Diana sat down.
"Hey, Ron, Dare."
Fred and George were back.
"Listen, we're going the middle of the train, Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there."
Diana smirked. Ron was absolutely terrified of spiders.
"Right," mumbled Ron.
"Harry," said George, turning to the black haired boy, "Did we introduce ourselves? Fred and George Weasley. And this is our brother Ron, and friend Diana. See you later, then."
"Bye," said Ron, Diana and "Harry" at the same time.
The twins left, sliding the door closed behind them.
"Are you really Harry Potter?" Ron blurted out.
He nodded.
"We thought it might have been one of Fred and George's jokes," said Diana, "And have you really got, you know..."
She pulled off her cap and traced a lightning bolt on her forehead with her finger.
Harry pulled up his bangs to show a very thin scar shaped like a bolt of lightning.
"So that's where You-Know-Who...?" started Ron.
"Yes," Harry said, "But I can't remember it."
"Nothing?" Ron asked eagerly.
"Well, I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else."
"Wicked," said Diana.
Harry then asked, "Are your families all wizard?"
"Yeah," said Diana, "I think so. I don't know much about my dad's background, so I can't be sure."
She clenched a fist to stop herself from punching something.
"Why don't you...?"
"I don't like to talk about my dad," Diana replied shortly.
"I think my family had an accountant on my mum's side," said Ron, "But we never talk about him."
"So you two know a lot about magic already," Harry said.
Ron and Diana nodded.
"Yeah, but knowing tons 'bout magic doesn't help at Hogwarts," said Diana, "You learn more there then you ever could outside of it."
"True," said Ron, "Growing up with Muggles doesn't ruin your chances of being a good student."
Harry smiled slightly.
"Um, just one question, Diana."
"What? And please call me Dare, everyone does."
"Er, okay. Why on earth are you dressed like a boy, Dare?"
"You know, you're about the hundredth person who's asked me that in my entire lifetime," said Diana, putting her cap back on, "The reason is cause boy clothes are a lot more comfortable that mini skirts and extended boots and camis."
"I'll have to take your word on that," Harry replied.
"I would hope so," Diana stated simply, "I'd prefer looking like a boy than looking like a girly girl with lipgloss and eye shadow and that glittery face stuff..."
Diana stuck her tongue out.
Harry grinned at her disgust.
"Good. I don't know too much about girls."
"You mean girly girls," Diana corrected, "You can figure out me easy."
Harry turned his attention to Ron, or rather, his brown rat, Scabbers.
"What's your rat's name?"
"Scabbers," said Ron dully, looking down at the snoring rat in his lap, "He belonged to my brother Percy. He hardly ever wakes up. Bloody useless, if you ask me. I tried to turn him yellow, but the spell wouldn't work. I'll show you."
He pulled out his tattered wand.
"Unicorn hair's nearly poking out. Oh well..."
"Excuse me."
They looked up at a bushy brown haired girl with buckteeth in the doorway.
"Has anyone seen a toad?" she asked in a slightly sour tone, "A boy named Neville's lost one."
"Nope," said Diana, "No amphibians in this compartment."
However, the girl had her attention on Ron.
"Oh, are you doing magic?" she said, not waiting for an answer, "Let's see then."
Ron looked slightly abashed.
"Er, okay..."
He waved his wand.
"Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!"
Some sparks came out of Ron's wand from the movement, but nothing happened.
"Are you sure that's a real spell?" the girl stated, "Well, it's not very good, is it?"
Diana looked at her indignantly.
"Well, we are first years," she growled, "Most of us haven't learned magic yet. I've only learned a little background knowledge."
"So have I," the girl piped up, "I bought a few books for reference. I've memorized all the course books by heart, of course, I do hope it will be enough. I'm Muggle-born, so it was an ever so much of a surprise when I got my letter, it's the best magic school around, you know. I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, who are you?"
She had said this all very fast.
/And I thought I was a chatterbox?/ Diana thought to herself.
"Ron Weasley."
"Harry Potter."
"Diana Randall."
Hermione Granger looked rather rudely at Diana.
"Why do you have a girl name?"
"Because I am a girl," Diana stated, annoyed, taking off her cap again.
"Oh," said Hermione, slightly abashed, then turning her attention to Harry, "Really? You're Harry Potter? I've read all about you of course. You're in three books I've read so far."
"Am I?" said Harry, sounding dazed.
"Of course, I would have found out everything I could if it were me," said Hermione bossily, "Anyway, I better help Neville keep looking. Tell me if you see him!"
And with that, she left.
"How rude!" said Diana in disgust, putting her cap back over her hair, "'I've memorized all the course books by heart of course,' honestly! Whatever house I'm in, I hope she's not in it."
Diana sighed.
"Oh, well, could be worse."
She looked in her suitcase.
"Aw, man," she muttered under her breath, "It just did."
"What?" asked Ron.
"I forgot to take my Duel Monsters deck back from Fred!"
"Duel Monsters?" repeated Harry.
"I would have thought you being with Muggles, you'd have heard of it!" Diana said indignantly, "A Japanese card game. I better go get it, I can't play without it!"
And she went out.
Ron and Harry looked at each other and shrugged.
Who on earth would play Duel Monsters at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?
The answer: four Japanese boys three compartments down.
[Kitty: That's it!
Yugi: (grins) HOORAY, we're mentioned!
Marik: This is going to be SO much fun!
Ryou: You can say that again!
Seto: BTW, in this story, I don't have the Millennium Rod or my Yami yet.
Marik: (grips the Millennium Rod) MY ROD! (growls like a rabid dog)
Yami, Ryou, Bakura, Seto and Yugi: (sweatdrop)
Lina: (sweatdrop) Let's do the reviews, guys.
Yugi: (types on the computer) We got another from kani, and one from Sabby- chan Yaoi Fan.
Ryou: (looks over Yugi's shoulder) kani says: "Its true! Harry's better! BUAHAHAHA! You updated twice, see i have power over you...well...not really...but...oh... never mind."
Kitty: (sweatdrop) Well, I was updating, and I saw your review... HARRY RULES!
Lina: (glares at both kani and Kitty)
Kitty: (sweatdrop)... NEXT REVIEW!
Yugi: Sabby-chan says: "his is cute. Update soon."
Kitty: (winks) I shall!
Seto: R&R!]
Lina: Hermione and Harry appear in this chapter!
Hermione and Harry: (grins)
Yugi: And my friends and I are appearing NEXT chapter, YAY!
Kitty: (glomps Yugi) YES!!!!
Diana: R&R!]
Chapter Three:
Magical Meetings
It was finally September 1st. Diana had stayed up all night, waiting for when she was to leave for Hogwarts.
When she awoke, she saw Aries fly in through the window and on top of Ginny's bedpost. He screeched so loud that he woke up Ginny. "Thanks a lot, Aries," muttered Ginny, putting her head under her pillow, trying to get back to sleep.
Diana grabbed Aries's letter and opened it. It said:
Dear Diana,
I know you're leaving for Hogwarts today, and I'm dreadfully sorry that I shall not be there to see you off. I want to, but my Auror work has been keeping me up all week long. Kingsley Shacklebolt wanted me to do some extra work on a recent discovery on a potion that is supposed to tame werewolves during the full moon, so I'm here at home, looking up research. All I can advise to you, Diana, is to keep your chin up and behave yourself. Remember this; sometimes enemies can seem like friends. Enjoy Hogwarts. Write to me if you can. I love you.
Gwen
"Love you too, Aunt Gwen," Diana whispered as she folded her letter up and placed it in her suitcase, before locking it up and thundering down the stairs with it.
Ron, Fred and George were already awake, yawning and groaning. Diana stood in the doorway, and no one took heed of her being there.
"Couldn't you at least let us sleep in, Mum?" asked George, holding back a yawn.
"I needed you to do some work on the garden gnomes," snapped Mrs. Weasley, "You were supposed to do them yesterday."
"But what about the others?" Fred demanded, rubbing his eyes.
"Because Ginny doesn't go to Hogwarts yet," said Mrs. Weasley.
"But what about Dare and Per-Per-Percy?" asked Ron, yawning on Percy's name.
"Diana is our guest, and Percy is a Prefect," said Mrs. Weasley sharply as Fred and George pretended to throw up when she said "Prefect".
Diana giggled at Fred and George's actions, and then everyone noticed her.
"Oh, good morning, dear," said Mrs. Weasley sweetly, throwing some ham into the frying pan.
"Morning," said Diana, heaving her trunk near her chair, and sitting down.
"All ready?" said Mr. Weasley.
"Yeah," Diana said, nodding and putting her Holyhead Harpies cap (it looked like a baseball cap) over her red ponytail, "I think Ginny'll be ready soon too, Aries woke her up delivering a letter to me from Aunt Gwen."
Ron and Fred smirked, as Percy came in, holding a limp Errol in his hand.
"The Post," said Mrs. Weasley, grabbing it from Errol and handing it to her husband as he Disapperated.
"This is the...1000th time he's collapsed on a delivery, then?" Diana asked, putting on her black biker gloves to cover her cresant moon "birthmark".
"C'mon, then," said Mrs. Weasley, "We better get a move on."
"Good, we've got about ten minutes," said Mrs. Weasley, "Same old station, packed with Muggles, of course..."
She was leading the way though the station, holding Ginny's hand, Percy, Fred, George, Ron and Diana behind her with their trolleys, and, in Percy's and Diana's case, owls.
"Now, what's the platform number?" she said.
"Nine and three quarters!" piped Ginny, "Mom, can't I go?"
"You're not old enough, Ginny, now be quiet," she said reproachfully, "All right, Percy, you first."
Percy ran toward the wall between Platforms 9 and 10, and then vanished, none of the Muggles around noticing.
"Fred, you next."
"I'm not Fred, I'm George! Honestly, woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"
"Sorry, George, dear."
"Only joking, I am Fred!" he said as he vanished too, George close behind him.
"Excuse me!" a voice suddenly said.
Diana turned around to see a thin, messy black haired boy with taped glasses over bright green eyes, with a trolley and a white snowy owl.
"Hello, dear," said Mrs. Weasley kindly, "First time at Hogwarts?"
He nodded.
"Ron and I are new too," said Diana, pleased, gesturing toward Ron, who waved slightly.
"The thing is...the thing is, I don't know how to-"
"How to get onto the platform?" asked Mrs. Weasley kindly.
/This kid must be Muggle born,/ Diana thought to herself as he nodded.
"Not to worry," said Mrs. Weasley, "All you have to do if walk straight at the wall between Platforms 9 and 10. Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best to do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous. Go on, go now before Diana," she added, catching Diana when she was about to go through, and pushing her back toward Ron. Diana rubbed her ribs slightly.
"Er, okay," the boy said, sounding nervous.
He pushed his trolley around and stared at the barrier. He started to walk toward it, then started to speed up...and vanished too.
Diana ran after him, and then found herself on Platform 9 ¾, near a scarlet train labeled 'Hogwarts Express'.
Later, when the to-be wizards (and witch, in this case) were getting the last of their stuff from Mrs. Weasley and getting ready to get on, Mrs. Weasley grabbed Ron and began rubbing his nose with her handkerchief saying, "Ron, you've got something on your nose."
"Mum...geroff," Ron muttered as he wriggled free.
"Aaah, has ickle Ronnie got somefink on his nosie?" teased Fred.
"Shut up," said Ron, as Diana laughed.
"Where's Percy?" asked Mrs. Weasley.
"He's coming now."
Percy came striding into view, his Prefect badge gleaming on his chest.
"Can't stay long, Mother," he said loftily, "I'm up front, the Prefects have got a compartment to themselves-"
"Oh, are you a Prefect, Percy?" said George with an air of great surprise, "You should have said something, we had no idea."
"Hang on," said Fred, "I think I remember him saying something about it. Once-"
"Or twice-" continued Diana.
"A minute-" added George.
"All summer-" Diana said.
"Oh, shut up," said Percy.
"How come Percy gets new robes, anyway?" asked George sullenly.
"Because he's a prefect," said Mrs. Weasley fondly, "Alright, dear, have a good term, send me an owl when you get there."
She kissed Percy on the cheek, and he left.
Then Mrs. Weasley turned to the twins.
"Now, you two, this year you behave yourselves. If I get one more owl that you've...you've blown up a toilet or-"
"Blown up a toilet? We've never blown up a toilet."
"Great idea, though, thanks Mum."
"It's not funny. And look after Ron and Diana."
"Don't worry, ickle Ronniekins is safe with us," teased Fred.
"Shut up," repeated Ron.
"We don't want to look after little Miss Dare anyway," said George, wrinkling his nose indignantly, "We get in enough trouble by ourselves, and getting in more trouble because of her isn't something we want to do."
Diana smiled slightly.
"Hey Mum, guess what?" said Fred, "Guess who we just met on the train! You know that black haired boy near the station? Know who he is?"
"Who?"
"Harry Potter!"
"Oh, Mum, can I go on the train and see him, Mum, oh please?" whined Ginny.
"You've already seen him, Ginny, and the poor boy isn't something you goggle at in a zoo."
"Is he really, Fred?" asked Diana eagerly, raising an eyebrow.
"How'd you know?" asked Ron.
"Asked him. Saw his scar. It's really there...like lightning."
Diana looked near the train, and saw the black haired boy there, securing his trunk.
Was he really Harry Potter? Or was this just a joke of Fred and George's?
And looking at him closer, Diana could've sworn for a minute that he had been listening to everything they had said.
"Poor dear," said Mrs. Weasley, "No wonder he was alone, I wondered. He was ever so polite when he asked how to get onto the platform."
"Never mind that, d'you think he remembers what You-Know-Who looks like?"
Diana frowned. For once she didn't find that comment of Fred's in the least bit funny.
"I forbid you to ask him, Fred," said Mrs. Weasley, suddenly very stern, "No, don't you dare. As though he needs reminding of that on his first day of school."
"Alright, keep your hair on."
A whistle sounded.
"Hurry up!" said Mrs. Weasley, as Diana and the three Weasley boys clambered on board, and Ginny began to cry.
"Don't, Ginny," begged Diana, "We'll send you loads of owls."
"We'll send you a Hogwarts toilet seat."
"George!"
"Only joking, Mum."
The scarlet train began to move, and Diana waved good-bye to Mrs. Weasley as she and Ginny slowly fell out of sight.
Ron and Diana then looked around for a seat. The twins had gone to find their friend from Hogwarts, Lee Jordan. They found a compartment, and sitting in the corner of it, looking out the window, was the black haired boy.
"Anyone sitting there?" Ron asked, pointing to the seat across from "Harry Potter", "Everywhere else is full."
He shook his head, and Ron and Diana sat down.
"Hey, Ron, Dare."
Fred and George were back.
"Listen, we're going the middle of the train, Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there."
Diana smirked. Ron was absolutely terrified of spiders.
"Right," mumbled Ron.
"Harry," said George, turning to the black haired boy, "Did we introduce ourselves? Fred and George Weasley. And this is our brother Ron, and friend Diana. See you later, then."
"Bye," said Ron, Diana and "Harry" at the same time.
The twins left, sliding the door closed behind them.
"Are you really Harry Potter?" Ron blurted out.
He nodded.
"We thought it might have been one of Fred and George's jokes," said Diana, "And have you really got, you know..."
She pulled off her cap and traced a lightning bolt on her forehead with her finger.
Harry pulled up his bangs to show a very thin scar shaped like a bolt of lightning.
"So that's where You-Know-Who...?" started Ron.
"Yes," Harry said, "But I can't remember it."
"Nothing?" Ron asked eagerly.
"Well, I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else."
"Wicked," said Diana.
Harry then asked, "Are your families all wizard?"
"Yeah," said Diana, "I think so. I don't know much about my dad's background, so I can't be sure."
She clenched a fist to stop herself from punching something.
"Why don't you...?"
"I don't like to talk about my dad," Diana replied shortly.
"I think my family had an accountant on my mum's side," said Ron, "But we never talk about him."
"So you two know a lot about magic already," Harry said.
Ron and Diana nodded.
"Yeah, but knowing tons 'bout magic doesn't help at Hogwarts," said Diana, "You learn more there then you ever could outside of it."
"True," said Ron, "Growing up with Muggles doesn't ruin your chances of being a good student."
Harry smiled slightly.
"Um, just one question, Diana."
"What? And please call me Dare, everyone does."
"Er, okay. Why on earth are you dressed like a boy, Dare?"
"You know, you're about the hundredth person who's asked me that in my entire lifetime," said Diana, putting her cap back on, "The reason is cause boy clothes are a lot more comfortable that mini skirts and extended boots and camis."
"I'll have to take your word on that," Harry replied.
"I would hope so," Diana stated simply, "I'd prefer looking like a boy than looking like a girly girl with lipgloss and eye shadow and that glittery face stuff..."
Diana stuck her tongue out.
Harry grinned at her disgust.
"Good. I don't know too much about girls."
"You mean girly girls," Diana corrected, "You can figure out me easy."
Harry turned his attention to Ron, or rather, his brown rat, Scabbers.
"What's your rat's name?"
"Scabbers," said Ron dully, looking down at the snoring rat in his lap, "He belonged to my brother Percy. He hardly ever wakes up. Bloody useless, if you ask me. I tried to turn him yellow, but the spell wouldn't work. I'll show you."
He pulled out his tattered wand.
"Unicorn hair's nearly poking out. Oh well..."
"Excuse me."
They looked up at a bushy brown haired girl with buckteeth in the doorway.
"Has anyone seen a toad?" she asked in a slightly sour tone, "A boy named Neville's lost one."
"Nope," said Diana, "No amphibians in this compartment."
However, the girl had her attention on Ron.
"Oh, are you doing magic?" she said, not waiting for an answer, "Let's see then."
Ron looked slightly abashed.
"Er, okay..."
He waved his wand.
"Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow!"
Some sparks came out of Ron's wand from the movement, but nothing happened.
"Are you sure that's a real spell?" the girl stated, "Well, it's not very good, is it?"
Diana looked at her indignantly.
"Well, we are first years," she growled, "Most of us haven't learned magic yet. I've only learned a little background knowledge."
"So have I," the girl piped up, "I bought a few books for reference. I've memorized all the course books by heart, of course, I do hope it will be enough. I'm Muggle-born, so it was an ever so much of a surprise when I got my letter, it's the best magic school around, you know. I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, who are you?"
She had said this all very fast.
/And I thought I was a chatterbox?/ Diana thought to herself.
"Ron Weasley."
"Harry Potter."
"Diana Randall."
Hermione Granger looked rather rudely at Diana.
"Why do you have a girl name?"
"Because I am a girl," Diana stated, annoyed, taking off her cap again.
"Oh," said Hermione, slightly abashed, then turning her attention to Harry, "Really? You're Harry Potter? I've read all about you of course. You're in three books I've read so far."
"Am I?" said Harry, sounding dazed.
"Of course, I would have found out everything I could if it were me," said Hermione bossily, "Anyway, I better help Neville keep looking. Tell me if you see him!"
And with that, she left.
"How rude!" said Diana in disgust, putting her cap back over her hair, "'I've memorized all the course books by heart of course,' honestly! Whatever house I'm in, I hope she's not in it."
Diana sighed.
"Oh, well, could be worse."
She looked in her suitcase.
"Aw, man," she muttered under her breath, "It just did."
"What?" asked Ron.
"I forgot to take my Duel Monsters deck back from Fred!"
"Duel Monsters?" repeated Harry.
"I would have thought you being with Muggles, you'd have heard of it!" Diana said indignantly, "A Japanese card game. I better go get it, I can't play without it!"
And she went out.
Ron and Harry looked at each other and shrugged.
Who on earth would play Duel Monsters at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?
The answer: four Japanese boys three compartments down.
[Kitty: That's it!
Yugi: (grins) HOORAY, we're mentioned!
Marik: This is going to be SO much fun!
Ryou: You can say that again!
Seto: BTW, in this story, I don't have the Millennium Rod or my Yami yet.
Marik: (grips the Millennium Rod) MY ROD! (growls like a rabid dog)
Yami, Ryou, Bakura, Seto and Yugi: (sweatdrop)
Lina: (sweatdrop) Let's do the reviews, guys.
Yugi: (types on the computer) We got another from kani, and one from Sabby- chan Yaoi Fan.
Ryou: (looks over Yugi's shoulder) kani says: "Its true! Harry's better! BUAHAHAHA! You updated twice, see i have power over you...well...not really...but...oh... never mind."
Kitty: (sweatdrop) Well, I was updating, and I saw your review... HARRY RULES!
Lina: (glares at both kani and Kitty)
Kitty: (sweatdrop)... NEXT REVIEW!
Yugi: Sabby-chan says: "his is cute. Update soon."
Kitty: (winks) I shall!
Seto: R&R!]