Thanks Tom, it's surprising to get a review after a year that I posted it but it's ok… you did inspired me to write more… well… there is so much more but this chapter is a little bit off… but I can't have the other chapters without it so don't get upset about it… 

It was Hermione and Ron, doing rounds and patrolling around the Hogwarts train.

"Oh, sorry Harry." said Hermione. "I don't know that you're here"

"Yeah, right. Patrolling aren't you?" asked Harry.

"Well, yeah but I think we can stay for a bit longer. I'm really tired" said Ron. They entered the compartment and shut the door.

"So…er… how's your rounds?" asked Harry hesitantly.

"Well… a bit harder this time, new students and first years came, asking for help on their baggage." answered Hermione.

"Oh my, I'm starving, do you have some food here?" Ron cried, looking sideways to look some food, but suddenly caught up by Ren's presence.

"Are you a first year?" Ron asked, looking at Ren.

"Obviously not, Ron…" snapped Hermione. "Look, his face is too matured for a first year"

"Yeah, Just like your Vicky." Teased Ron.

"Hey, Who are you?" asked Ron, looking to the boy next beside him.

"I'm Ren." He answered timidly.

"nice name." Hermione said, ignoring Ron.

"What's nice in his name?" Harry asked eagerly.

"In Confucianism, 'ren' stands humaneness. I read it in the Chinese History and Mythology." Hermione said.

"Right." Said Ren. "But I don't know about that."

"So what house are you from?" asked Ron again.

"Er..-" Ren muttered.

"Can't you see Ron?… He's a transferee that's why you don't know him!" snapped Hermione again as she picked the book on the floor.

"Who owns this book?" asked Hermione, scanning the book at her arms.

"That's yours, right? I saw you reading it when I came" said Cho to Ren.

"Yeah…"

"Can I borrow it?" Hermione asked Ren.

"Sure, I've already read it three times." He said.

"What's with the book?" asked Ron, trying to have a look at the book.

"It's a muggle novel, it's entitled 'the Lord of the Rings'." She snapped hiding the book on her cloak.

"So you're a muggle?" Ron asked.

"Um… Somehow. My dad is a half-muggle and my mum is a muggle." He answered.

"Is your mother a witch?" Harry asked. "Or your father is a wizard?"

"My mum is not a witch, actually when she knew that my dad was a mediwizard wizards who use their powers for medicinal purposes, she did all the things not to be like dad was, but he managed it anyway. He let us go to muggle school and learn some potions at home." He said.

"So how come you came in Hogwarts so late?" Cho asked.

"My dad got a job opportunity here at Britain so we migrated here. And last summer, I received a letter that I can come to Hogwarts."

Harry remembered the first time he received a letter from Hogwarts, saying he was coming to a school teaching magic. Uncle Vernon struggled to get the letter for him until the next days, more letters came and he met Hagrid, Hogwarts Gatekeeper.

"I see" Ron said.