A/N: OMFG, I posted? you all thought I was dead huh? ALl... 3, 4 of you? Well, I"M VERY Sorry i have updated, you would not even believe how much school has screwed with me this year...ugggh whatever, so i'm very sorry, and all you who reveiwed, thank you SOOOO much, it means a lot. Hopefully some of this chap helps to answer the questions yah asked, and this might be boring, probably is, but its buildup to all the mischeif and trouble at hogwarts, which i still have to plan.ENJOY!

all hp stuff belongs to God... aka Jk Rowling, heheh

anything else is mine... i guess

CHAPTER 4

Dante laid down on his bed and sighed. He would finally be getting out of the house, away from his parents, to Hogwarts, something he was looking forward to. He had been having to tour around with his mom the last couple of weeks and he was getting tired of hearing the same uninteresting information. He loved London; he just wanted to go around on his own accord, not with his mother and a bunch of tourists. She insisted that he come with her on these tours, as his dad was always at work. He had made a few Muggle friends from the building he lived in, they would go out and party every once and awhile, but otherwise, he was stuck with his parents.

He had been able to get back to Diagon Alley a few times, able to explore around a little more than he was able to with Remus. He bought a few things there for himself, just to have with him at school. One store he liked to visit every time was Weasley's Wizard Wheezes. He had gotten to know the owners pretty well; Fred and George, they both had seemed pretty cool. Most of the time they talked about Hogwart's or Dante's school back in the States, and he was able to find some things out about the school that he was sure no one else really knew. He also got a recommendation from them as far as some people to hang out with. Their younger brother Ron, Harry Potter, and Hermione Granger. He knew who this Potter kid was, just because he seemed to be involved in everything that the Dark forces focused on. On more than one occasion had he heard the name at the dinner table back home from his father.

Whenever nothing appealed to him in Diagon, Dante ventured down a dank side alley called Knockturn Alley, a place far less sophisticated than Diagon Alley. He and Jun had a couple favorite places just like this that they frequented back in the States. Most of the time, he checked out the book stores, getting some books on lycanthropy for some light reading during the year in case the schoolwork got a little too boring. He also picked up a few items he found to be interesting, but he was sure his parents would never approve of. They wouldn't approve of him being a werewolf either, so it didn't matter, he thought.

Dante got up from the comfortable bed and went to recheck his trunk just to make sure he had everything in there. He wasn't really worried, other than the jitters of going to a new school and having to adapt to a different environment. He wouldn't miss home, that was one of the nice things about Hogwart's being a boarding school, he would be gone from home for a solid part of the year. His parents had the morning planned out, there was little room for error with them, so he didn't need to worry about getting to the station. All he had to do was go with the flow.

The alarm clock rang, and Dante was startled out of a dream. He had been in the pack's house, Dee was there. Yeah, he thought, Dee was definitely there, as he made sure to adjust his towel around him as he headed towards the shower. He got through his shower, got some clothes on, and then dragged his trunk to the kitchen to pick up a quick breakfast. His parents greeted him with their usual annoying morning smiles, his dad already halfway through the paper, his mom hurrying over to fix the collar of his shirt. In about 20 minutes, he had caught up on some baseball scores from Stateside and they were out the door into the car. A suit opened the trunk and placed Dante's stuff back there, and opened the back door for the family. His dad's position had benefits, he thought.

He watched London wake up as they drove to the station, and his mind began to wander about what Hogwarts would be like. As he thought about what the school year might bring, he began to think over everything Fred and George had told him about the place. He really wanted to go to Hogsmeade as Remus, Fred and George had made a big deal about the town. Zonko's sounded cool, of course, George ranted about that place. Remus highlighted the Three Broomsticks, Honeydukes, and the Shrieking Shack. Remus got a kind of glazed over look when he mentioned the Shrieking Shack, and was somewhat subdued for a few minutes after. Dante figured Remus had memories, but there was no need to ask about those.

They arrived at the station, the suit got out and opened their door and unloaded Dante's trunk, putting it onto a cart for them, and making sure they were OK and told Mr. Lupoc where he would be parked. Dante left his parents behind and started walking into the station pushing his cart. Looking for Platform 9 ¾, he took in the station around him as it buzzed with the rush hour traffic. He came to Platform 9, and saw Platform 10 a few meters away, but didn't see anything about Platform 9 ¾ anywhere. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a person disappear through a brick wall. Or at least he thought he saw someone just go through the brick wall.

"Ahhh, there you are Dante," his dad said coming up behind him. "Can't seem to find the platform can you? Haha, well, it is actually quite tricky to find it, you see-"

"Well, if it involves disappearing through a brick wall, I've got it," Dante said, interrupting his father.

"Why, yes, how'd you know?" he questioned.

"I'm smart." Dante turned his cart and walked toward the wall, not looking back to see if his parents were following. He walked towards the wall, looking straight ahead as he came up to it, and he passed right through it, seeing now a train billowing smoke in front of him. He didn't feel anything, he had expected maybe a tingly feeling or a rush of wind… nothing. He heard his parents come through the wall, and fall in behind him as he walked along the platform, moving between the small groups of people. He saw a particular group, most of which with red hair, and two of the taller ones particularly caught his attention. One of them saw Dante at about the same time and waved him over.

" 'Ey, Dante, over here!" called George. Dante pushed his cart over, coming up next to Fred, shaking hands with him. "How you been old man? Haven't seen you for a bit." Dante pushed his cart over to George and shook hands with him and Fred.

"I haven't been too bad, just hanging around. These are my parents, Anne and Gary. Guys, this is Fred and George Weasley, they own a joke shop in Diagon." The four shook hands.

"Figure we should introduce you to everyone else. These are our parents, Arthur and Molly. Our younger brother, Ron, same year as you'll be. And then our little sister, Ginny. Now, for the non-redheads. That's Hermione Granger and her parents, best Muggle dentists in London they are, and that is Harry Potter next to Hermione." Mr. Lupoc perked up at hearing Harry's name.

"Hello Anne. How are you doing today?" Mr. Weasely asked, talking to Mrs. Lupoc, who seemed to know him as well.

"I'm fine, and you? It's finally good to meet you Molly. Arthur never stops fawning over you at work. Apart from tinkering with Muggle objects of course."

"Anne here took Perkin's place since he retired in the spring. She knows so much about the Muggles; it's been terrific having her in the office." As the adults congregated amongst themselves to chat, Dante and the others dragged their stuff to the side and started getting to know each other.

The seven of them discussed the upcoming year, especially how different it would be now that the Wizarding world recognized that Voldemort had returned. Dante asked about classes and teachers and Harry and the others asked about the States, until it was time to get on the Express before all the cabins began to get filled. The kids said goodbye to their parents, and dragged their trunks onto the train behind them, and got settled into a cabin. Dante's first impression of Ron and Ginny was just like their twin brothers, they seemed nice and outgoing from the beginning; the whole family was like that after all. Hermione… he could already tell Hermione liked him, one of the benefits of his wolf side. He was able to read people better, through body motion, smell, etc, and he could tell, she dug him. "That was how Dee reacted when we first met…" he thought, and immediately put Hermione off his mind to avoid thinking about Dee. Harry Potter was just a regular laid back teenager it seemed, although Dante had this preconceived notion of him being like a celebrity. He had only read about him in books and had heard his name from his father quite often as well. But, Harry was just another teenager, trying to make it through life, which Dante figured, was harder for him considering all that had happened to him. It was going to be a pretty good year with these guys; he seemed to meld right into their group.

A couple of hours later, as Harry, Dante, Hermione, Ron and Ginny were just starting up a game of Exploding Snap, their cabin door slammed open, and Malfoy, flanked by Crabbe and Goyle, stepped in.

"Lupoc, I would've figured you'd take my offer and leave behind the riff raff like Weasley and Potter. You can still leave behind these losers and join me and some other respectable guys in my compartment." Ron and Harry had jumped up once Malfoy had said their names, Ginny and Hermione holding them so they wouldn't pounce on him, while Dante just sat there, calmly listening to Draco.

"Hmmm… you know what Draco? I think I'm gonna have to say no. I hardly consider Harry and Ron here riff raff, especially when their fathers aren't a lackey to some evil asshole," Dante said coolly, fixing a predator's gaze upon Draco's cold eyes.

"I can make this year hell for you Lupoc, remember that," Malfoy said, as he backed out of the door.

"Oh, Draco, I think I can do twice as good on that promise than you can," Dante called after Malfoy, who was quickly walking down the passageway towards the front of the train.

"Ugggh, every year, it's the same thing. I can't stand him! He won't make it to 7th year, I swear!" Ron continued to seethe like this muttering under his breath for a few minutes. Harry sat down, red faced but looked over at Dante, who laughed in response.

"Deal with those types all the time back in the States. He won't ever win an argument; I have a dictionary of comebacks ready to go." Harry and the rest laughed, Ron breaking out of his stream of muttering to try and start the game up again. The rest of trip turned out uneventful, except for an exceptional beatdown in Wizard's Chess on Ron, whose position as group champ was now being threatened by Dante. They talked of Hogwarts, of Dante's friends back in the states, what they all did for fun, and what had happened to them all in their first five years of school. Dante caught Hermione staring at him quite a few times, as soon as she saw him looking turned away, the back of her neck and cheeks turning bright red. Dante smiled inwardly about this, he liked being noticed, but when he talked about his friends, he tried to keep mention of Dee to a minimum. The memory of her, her face, her touch, her smell, everything about her was still too close to Dante. He thought of the upcoming year and how much the memory of Dee was already affecting him.

I have to move on… or else Britain is going to be hell.

A/N i swear i shall try to make chap 5 sooner than later, once again, sorrrrrrrrrry