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"On to the Hogwarts Express… On to the Hogwarts Express… On to, on to, on to, on to, on to the Hogwarts Express!"

'Fa la, fa la, fa la, fa la la la la la la.' Harry sang along lazily out of pure habit.

He'd been listening to the song for the past 48 hours. Ever since her father had brought home a television, a VCR, and a copy of a movie that had to have the most annoyingly catchy songs in existence.

"On to the Hogwarts Ex- On to the Hogwarts Ex- On to the Hogwarts Express…" Luna continued to sing her own variation of the song. Swinging the carrying case with her cat Mine inside, and pulling the cart with her things along.

'Fa, la la, la la la, la la la la la la la.' He continued to sing along. Looking out the cage door of his carrier at all the odd looks they were getting as she was singing throughout the train station.

Luna's own consistent singing of the song had gotten it stuck in his own head while she adapted the song to each and everything she'd done for the past few days.

In case you haven't guessed, they were going to the Howard's Express. From there on to Hogwarts, and then maybe he'd be able to get a hold of someone who'd be able to figure out who he was and take the stupid collar off of him.

"We're off to see the Hogwarts… the wonderful Hogwarts Express!" Luna charged through the barrier at the station at 9 ¾, not bothering to make sure no one was watching. The red train appeared in front of them with students all around saying goodbye to their families and getting onboard.

Luna wasted no time and took her trunk on the train with the carrier sitting on top of it. She found an empty compartment at the back of the train and pushed her trunk under the seat while putting him on the seat next to her.

She was still humming the song under her breath when a familiar person walked into the compartment. Harry's brief hope was soon diminished when he saw it was Neville.

Not there was anything wrong with the guy, but there were only three people who knew he was an animagus. One was dead. The second was Lupin. And the third was Dumbledore, whom he wasn't even sure if he knew just what kind of animagus he was.

Neville sat himself down across from her after putting his own trunk away. Pulling Harry out from his carrier and sitting him down in her lap.

"Got yourself a cat, huh?" Neville stated the obvious while pulling his own pet, Trevor the Toad from one of his shirt pockets.

"Yep. This is Mine." She held him up as if to prove them point.

"I see. So what's his name?" Neville asked while reaching out to pet the cat briefly on the head.

"He's Mine." She stated again. Seemingly confused that Neville didn't hear her the first time what his name was. Harry felt about ready to scratch his own eyes out.

"Yes, I know he's yours. But what is the cats name?" He asked again. Wondering weather or not Luna understood just what he was asking.

"Mine." She sat him down in the seat next to her. Both of them in confusion at the other.

"Yes. I understand that. But-" Neville was cut off when the door slid open. Harry gave a 'mew' of joy. That discussion could go on forever. And was even happier when he saw who it was.

"Oh, what a cute cat! Can I hold him?" Said person ran into the room and picked him up in a hug, cuddling him and aww-ing him to death.

'No Hermione! Not you too!' Harry wailed as she continued to coddle him. One of the few people he though might have been able to figure out who he was currently too busy hugging him to death to figure anything out. 'I take back everything I ever said about you being smart.'

Ron came into the compartment after her. Harry didn't think for even a fleeting moment that Ron would ever figure out who he was. Ron never was a cat person. And currently looked as if he were about to strangle him because he was getting hugged by Hermione instead of him.

'Ron, you are an idiot.' He told him as if it would really make a difference. It didn't however stop Ron in his death glare.

"So what's the cat's name?" Hermione asked as she set the cat down in Luna's lap. Pulling her own cat Crookshanks from his cat carrier.

"This is Mine." Luna said again.

'Nooo…" Harry began to sob when he heard a deep chuckle. Not recognizing any of his friend's voices, he looked around the compartment and stopped at Crookshanks.

'So, Harry Potter. I didn't know that you were an animagus.' The deep voice of Crookshanks said while was looking at him intently.

'Crookshanks? You can understand me?' Harry asked unsurely. The older cat made a motion that could be taken as a nod.

'Part kneezle, remember? Magical cat.' Crookshanks stated proudly. Harry on the other hand was ecstatic. Not only did he find someone who understood him, maybe he could help him find a way to tell someone else.

'Great! Then you can help tell someone about me! I'm stuck in this form because of this magical collar. I cant change back!' Harry pulled at the collar with his paw. Crookshanks looked at it interested, but didn't say anything.

'Sorry, but I cant help you.' He told Harry. Diminishing all his hopes with a single sentence. 'Not that many people understand me. And we'll be lucky if we ever get out of the common rooms.'

Harry slumped his head in defeat. This was so not fair. He was getting really tired of this whole thing. And now it seemed as if he would be stuck like this forever.

"Ribbit."

Harry looked up to see Trevor Toad sitting in front of him. Directly in his face. And Harry could only feel that somehow he was getting laughed at because of his predicament.

"Meow."

"Ribbit."

"Meow."

"Ribbit."

"Meow."

"Look at that. It's almost like their talking to one another." Hermione said as everyone turned to see what she was talking about. And indeed, Trevor and Mine did look to be having some sort of conversation.

Or an argument.

"Ribbit."

'Shut up.'

"Ribbit."

'Shut up.'

"Ribbit."

Crookshanks had a look on his face as if he found this to be the most amusing things he had ever seen in his life.

'That's it! Prepare to die, Froggy!' Harry leapt at the Toad with his claws out, but Trevor seemed displeased for some reason at the prospect of dieing and or getting eaten by the cat. And jumped out of the way.

Right in front of Crookshanks. 'Lunch!' He figured if you can't beat them, eat them. And jumped after the toad as well with Harry around the compartment.

"Crookshanks! No! Bad cat!" Hermione scolded her cat as she chased it around the compartment, trying to catch to him. Luna was just watching the whole thing with interest while Neville had his hands clamped over his eyes in what he felt might be the end of Trevor the Toad.

Ron was laughing his ass off. He was, that is, until Trevor jumped on his and down his shirt. Making Mine and Crookshanks leap on his as well in their pursuit of their meal.

"AAGGHH! Get 'em off! Get 'em off! Get 'em off!" Ron yelled, squirming on the floor while the cats scratched and clawed at this shirt.

Hermione and Luna pulled their cats off of Ron just in time to see Mine spit out Trevor and start to foam at the mouth.

"He's foaming at the mouth! He's got rabies! What if I have rabies?!" Ron began to panic while Mine was sat down on the floor and continued to spit the foam from his mouth while gagging.

'Yuck! What did that Toad do to me?!' Harry asked as he gagged and spit the foam out. 'Bleah. I need to eat some grass.' He thought to himself or else he was never going to get that taste out of his mouth.

"Ron, he does not have Rabies!" Hermione chided him and smacked him on the head for good measure. "It's the toad. Toads have a natural defense when larger animals try to eat them. They urinate." She explained to them.

'It pissed in my mouth!' Harry yelled and began to spit and gag even more in a hurry to get rid of the taste and foam.

'Ah-hahahahahahahahahahah!' Crookshanks was laughing and rolling on the floor next to him. Harry might have glared at him if he weren't so busy gagging.

"Its very potent to animals with sensitive tastes and smells." Hermione went on for another ten minutes about defensive techniques of toads. With Neville looking very proudly at Trevor at the moment.

'-hahahahahahahahahahahahaha!' Crookshanks continued to laugh and roll next to him while Harry was just beginning to get rid of the road and sending murderous looks at Trevor.

'You evil, evil toad. Just you wait. Just you wait! I will have my revenge!' He yelled at the toad. Making Crookshanks laugh only harder at him.