A week had gone by and yet it felt like a large whirlwind to Harry. He had been taken to a place called Diagon Alley where he had met the person that would be looking after him until school started, a nice half man half giant named Rubeus Hagrid.
Hagrid had led him into Diagon Alley, where somehow everyone knew just who he was.

The night before Harry was to go to school, he decided to ask Hagrid about the reason why he was so known.

"Hagrid, why does everyone know who I am?" Harry asked as he picked at his dinner. Hagrid sighed.

"I don't know if I should be the one to tell yer this 'arry," Hagrid said, looking down at his plate.

"Please Hagrid. I need to know," Harry pleaded. Hagrid nodded.

"I guess yer right. You see 'arry, there was a really 'orrible wizard that went around killing good people. He had a large following. Yer parents and their friends stood up to 'im and killed him. One of their friends was on that bad wizard's side.
He went to our prision, a 'orrible, 'orrible place mind you. A year later 'e came to where you were living. He killed yer parents and their friends and their children except for four of you. 'e tried to kill you first before the other boy. But somehow you managed to live. Killing Curse is permanent and no one 'as ever survived. You did, 'arry. Some'ow. Someway."

Harry sat, dazed. That was why so many had been whispering and pointed at him. That was the reason why everyone knew his name. He was famous for just surviving against the traitor that murdered his parents and their friends.

"Who was the other boy Hagrid?" Harry asked.

"I won't tell you. That's up to Dumbledore, that is. 'is choice to tell you," Hagrid said.

"Who else died that day?" Harry asked.

"Now I told you that that is up to Dumbledore. Now, off to bed with yerself. Go on now, 'arry," Hagrid said, shooing him away.

Harry wasn't sure if he liked the idea of being "famous" for something he couldn't remember even doing. He had thought about it most of the night and now here he was in front of this stone barrier that Hagrid had told him about that morning. He looked around and wondered what he should do. Hagrid couldn't have possibly truly meant that he needed to run straight for it. He looked around, hoping to find someone else from the wizarding world that could help him onto the train.

A family of brightly blazing red heads walked past him towards the stone barrier.

"Come on now children or you'll miss the Hogwart's Express!" The woman was saying to them, trying to hurry them along. Harry took a deep breath and came up behind them. He waiting, watching what looked like the oldest son run straight for the stones and suddenly disappearing. Harry blinked. How could that have happened?!

"Oh! I see we have aquired another son! What is your name, my dear?" The kind woman asked him. He swallowed hard and looked around at the faces before him.

"I'm Harry Potter," he said simply. The woman blinked in surprise.

"Lily and James Potter's son! Oh my dearie dear!! I never thought I would see you again. I was there when you were born. Oh you do look like a mirror image of James, but you have your mother's eyes. Just go through the stone barrier. Run at it if you are scared," the woman told him. He nodded his head and took it at a run, closing his eyes before going through the barrier.

He felt no pain, no impact. He opened his eyes and his mouth fell open. There, before him was the most amazing train he had ever seen in his life. The family came in behind him.

"Thank you for helping me," Harry thanked.

"Any time my dear. I am Molly Weasly. You can owl me anytime you need to, Harry. Now go on before you miss your train!" Mrs. Weasly said, rushing them onto the train.

Harry hurried into the train and noticed that one of the redheaded boys was following him. He sat down in an empty compartment the boy coming in behind him.

"Hi, I'm Ronald Weasly. Do you really have, um the scar?" Ron asked, his face turning as read as his hair. Harry smiled and moved his hair away to show him his lightening bolt scar.

"WICKED!" Ron exclaimed.

"Thanks. So did you just find out you are a wizard?" Harry asked, settling down into his seat.

"Naw. I've known for a long time now. My whole family lives in the wizaring world. You?" Ron asked him.

"Just found out I am a wizard. Kind of a shock of me. Happy one though. I lived with some horrible muggles," Harry replied.

"Muggles?! Wow, muggle world! wicked... I've never really been very often to the muggle world," Ron said, smiling. Harry smiled back. He had made a friend. A friend that thought he was neat for just who he was and not because hew as famous. He had a feeling this would be a great year.

They talked and laughed, joked around until a girl came into their compartment with brown hair and already dressed in her Hogwart uniforms. Harry was kind of stunned that shew as speaking like she knew everything and the fact that she had grabbed his glasses and fixed them for him. He came out of his stunned state to hear her say,

"You have dirt on your nose, did you know?" The girl, named Hermonie Granger said before leaving. Ron started mocking her, causing them to burst out in laughter.