Chapter 3

Harry awoke to the sound of Ginny screaming. What a way to start off the year. Harry thought, not even daring to open his eyes. He decided it safer to stay asleep , but once again curiosity won over him and he opened his eyes. Ron no longer laid in his bed, it lay empty and a mess. Harry forced his tired legs to get out of bed and get dressed. He took a quick look in the mirror tried to flatten his hair but gave up quickly. He walked out into the halls and down the stairs to the kitchen, where the commotion seemed to have ceased.

As he walked in, he did however hear the wonderful sound of the Weasleys. "Oh Ginny it was just a joke," Ron's brother Fred told his younger sister. George, Fred's twin, giggled like a school girl. The twins had left Hogwarts a year and a half ago. They still however were coming for the ride to see Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny got on the train.

"Good morning Harry!" Mrs. Weasley cried as Harry started to sit down at the table. The smell of bacon and toast filled his nose. "I hope we didn't wake you with the little fit we had." She glared at Fred and George.

"No," Harry lied, "I was already awake." Mrs. Weasley smiled.

The rest of the morning went rather quickly. They finished breakfast, got their trunks and two muggle taxis came to pick them up, to take them to Kings Cross Railway.

They got there in no time and before they know it Harry had just crossed onto the platform with Ron at his heels. For once they were plenty early and had a nice chance to say good bye to the Weasleys.

Herr had just received his second hug from Mrs. Weasley when he spotted three people. Two girls and a motherly figure. The girls definitely weren't first years, and seemed to be twins. They were both very pretty. His thoughts about the trio were interrupted by Ron tugging his sweater by the arm and leading him towards the train. They got in and found a compartment. Ginny had left with her friends, so it was just Harry, Ron, and Hermione in the compartment.

"I'm so excited! I can hardly breathe!" Exclaimed Hermione.

"Yah me too," Ron said rolling his eyes. Harry was just thinking of telling them what he had heard last night when there was a tap on the door.

The two girls Harry had seen outside were standing at the door looking rather embarrassed.

"Ah…Hi, sorry to just burst in on your conversation." One said, she was tall and blonde, her sister beside her was tall as well but had shorter auburn hair.

"Oh no! your not bursting in on us at all, we weren't having a conversation, infact we were hardly talking at all." Ron burst out. Realizing what he had just said, and the way he had said it, his ears turned pink. The girls looked at each other and smiled, their beauty increased when they smiled, if this was at all possible.

"Well, thank you," said the one with shorter hair. "My name is Reagan Grant."

"Chloe Grant," said the blonde. "We were wondering if we would sit in here with you guys?"

"Everywhere else is full," Reagan informed them.

"I knew we would be late, I tried to tell Ton-" Reagan stepped on Chloe's foot cutting off what she was saying. Chloe's cheeks turned red and looked apologetically at Reagan.

"Like I was saying everywhere else is full, we feel bad asking, we don't even know you," Reagan continued.

"Sure you can," Harry answered them politely.

"Thanks!" They both said at once. They returned seconds later with two trunk an owl and a cat.

"I'm Ron Weasley." Ron piped up once they were settled in. "This is Hermione Granger." Ron continued. They nodded and looked at Harry.

"Harry Potter." Harry replied. "Your not first years are you?" He couldn't hold in asking any longer, as long as he had been at Hogwarts, he had only ever seen new students come who were in their first year.

"Oh, no," Reagan answered. "We transferred from France."

Hermione now seemed, for the first time, interested. "You two don't have French accents." She clearly stated.

"We lived here in London till we were 11." Chloe replied.

"We got our letters for Hogwarts, but our parents decided to move over the summer, and thought it would be better going to school there so they would have fuss with owl post at borders and such." Reagan explained. "We just moved back this past summer."

"Oh I see," Hermione replied, "What year are you in?"

"Seventh," Chloe answered. She looked nervous, as though the train was going to explode at any moment.

Hermione was just about to pop another question when the compartment door opened. None other the Draco Malfoy stood between two of his biggest friends, Crabbe and Goyle. The three people Harry least wanted to see standing there.

"Well, hello Potter And Weasel" Malfoy said Cruelly. "And Weasels girlfriend the Mudblood." Ron started to stand up, but Hermione put a hand on his shoulder. Malfoy's eyes fell upon Chloe and Reagan next, and the scowl left his face, a look of curiosity now filled it. "And who's this?" He asked not moving his eyes from Chloe, only to glance at Reagan.

"Reagan Grant." Reagan replied.

"Chloe Grant," Chloe replied after, "We're exchange students." Harry noticed Chloe kept her eyes on Malfoy untrustingly.

"Draco Malfoy," Malfoy introduced himself, "and this is Crabbe and Goyle." He said motioning to his friends.

"Nice to meet you," Chloe politely said.

Malfoy nodded and said "Same here." He turned to his friends then said, "Well we better go, see you around school." And with that he was gone.

"That was strange." Harry had rarely ever seen Malfoy act that 'almost nice'.

"Strange! That was down right abnormal for him!" Ron shouted. Chloe didn't say anything just intently watched.

Reagan however had a different agenda, "Well, maybe he's turning over a new leaf." Chloe smiled, fighting a giggle.

"Yah, maybe." Ron rolled his eyes.

The rest of the train ride past quickly. The three of them had just made two new friends and things were great. "We are about to arrive, please leave your belongings on board, they will be take separately." A voice boomed above them.

They all had just gotten off the train when Harry turned to speak to the twins, "Do you know where ..to…go?" But they were gone already.

"Oh well," said Hermione," They're big girls they can take care of themselves."