Murder on the Hogwart express
Chapter one
It was happy day for Harry potter. He was on his way to back to Hogwarts, and stood on platform 9 ¾ waiting in a state of excitement for the train to arrive. The time passed too slowly for Harry but things starting going faster when his friends Ron and Hermionie arrived, it seemed like they had been talking for only five minutes even though Harry knew it had been a lot longer, when the train pulled up and all the students were herded into it. Harry, Ron and Hermionie rushed to find a compartment, but unfortunately most were taken and they had to squash themselves between a new defence against the dark arts teacher, Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Luna Lovegood. Not exactly the company Harry had hoped for and as the train started Harry's feelings of excitement left him and were replaced by a sense of foreboding about the journey. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were talking amongst themselves and occasionally throwing an insult his direction, Ron and Hermionie were busy swapping sweets and talking together. Everything was usual; Harry couldn't place his new feeling on anything until his attention turned to the new teacher. He dressed no different than any other wizard, a dark green velvet robe covered his tailor made green suit, his face was half covered by a big rimmed hat, what Harry could make out of his features were that they were not handsome but very strong and distinctive, a powerful jaw, with thin lips and a roman nose, his face was expressionless, Harry could not see his eyes, they were covered in shadow but his gaze seemed to be outside, out of the window. He had not noticed Harry staring at him, he was focused and silent. At first glance he was nothing special but if studied he seemed to have something about him, a presence; something Harry found it difficult to put his finger on. "Yes "thought Harry," there something odd about him".
It was happy day for Harry potter. He was on his way to back to Hogwarts, and stood on platform 9 ¾ waiting in a state of excitement for the train to arrive. The time passed too slowly for Harry but things starting going faster when his friends Ron and Hermionie arrived, it seemed like they had been talking for only five minutes even though Harry knew it had been a lot longer, when the train pulled up and all the students were herded into it. Harry, Ron and Hermionie rushed to find a compartment, but unfortunately most were taken and they had to squash themselves between a new defence against the dark arts teacher, Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle and Luna Lovegood. Not exactly the company Harry had hoped for and as the train started Harry's feelings of excitement left him and were replaced by a sense of foreboding about the journey. Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle were talking amongst themselves and occasionally throwing an insult his direction, Ron and Hermionie were busy swapping sweets and talking together. Everything was usual; Harry couldn't place his new feeling on anything until his attention turned to the new teacher. He dressed no different than any other wizard, a dark green velvet robe covered his tailor made green suit, his face was half covered by a big rimmed hat, what Harry could make out of his features were that they were not handsome but very strong and distinctive, a powerful jaw, with thin lips and a roman nose, his face was expressionless, Harry could not see his eyes, they were covered in shadow but his gaze seemed to be outside, out of the window. He had not noticed Harry staring at him, he was focused and silent. At first glance he was nothing special but if studied he seemed to have something about him, a presence; something Harry found it difficult to put his finger on. "Yes "thought Harry," there something odd about him".