September 1, evening
Guess where i am, take a wild guess. No, I'm not at Hogwarts. Wrong, I'm not still at the burrow. No, I'm not in Diagon Alley. I'm in...,drum roll please, The Hogwarts Express.
Platform 9 and three quarters was so awesome. Ive seen all my brothers enter it so many times. Finally i got to. I got to run into a wall and not kill myself! I also met the famous Harry Potter, apparently he is a first year also this year.
My brothers actually figured out that he was Harry, they saw his scar. They were all fascinated about it. Harry turned bright red at all the attention. Ginny was begging to see Harry. She has some sort of obsession with the boy.
Right now I'm actually sitting by Harry, hes quite a nice fellow i might add. He showed me his scar, my jaw must have dropped in seeing that scar, and meeting the famous boy no one has yet to kill, because he was staring at me like i was insane. So i immediately turned my head to prevent notions that i was some sort of stalker.
I introduced Harry to scabbersmy fat gray useless rat. Percy got an owl for being made prefect, i got this old rat. I almost slipped and told harry i was poor, but i caught myself. i really hope he doesn't mind i dint have money.
In the midst of our conversation about Hagrid harry mentioned you-know-who's name. i almost screamed. I had never heard it spoken aloud, harry must not have been in the wizarding world very long.
Later on we were just enjoying ourselves with some candy from the candy cart when a girl, i believe her name was Hermione, came by asking about a boy named Neville's toad. First of all what kind of name is Neville? and why does he have a search party for a toad. its a toad, i sure wouldn't be looking if i lost scabbers. I had my wand out so this err Hermione asked if i was about to do some magic. so i did a spell on my rat
"Sunshine, daises, butter mellow,
Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow"
nothing happened. Then Hermione went on about how she is so good with magic and how she can do everything and how she already memorized all the book.
Even later on three boys entered our cabin, one with sleeked down blond hair (rather greasy might i add), one rather fat and the other just a normal looking child. The blond boy introduced himself as Draco Malfoy, which is the weirdest name, even weirder than Neville. Draco started saying mean things about m family, such as "their riffraff" and such words. Harry, being the good person he is, defended me.
oh gosh their calling us off the train... i must go, but i shall write as soon as the sorting is over!
Ron
