The
emo-boy stopped dancing, and looked confused at Ron. The white-haired
boy did the same. Oh, what have I done.. Ron thought, knowing
his chance to be friends with the boys was no more. How could he be
so stupid to ask something so random, he did not know.
The
seconds flew and the boys hadn't said a thing yet, in fact they still
looked at Ron with bewilderment. Then, they looked each other in the
eye and burst out laughing. Ron was so relieved he laughed with them,
not really knowing for sure why they were laughing.
"Like
gardening?" the blonde one managed to say after a minute of
non-stop laughing. "We love it!" exclaimed the emo-kid,
doing a weird move with his legs, and sat down next to the other boy.
"What kind of spades have you got?" one of them asked.
"I
have many!" Ron exclaimed. "But my most favourite has to be
the Slight Slacker VI, it is powerful, yet gentle". And the boys
chattered and laughed on for a few hours. Ron was happy he finally
found some friends, well at least some boys who share the same
interests. Who knows, he might be happy there at Hogwarts!
"My
dad bought me the newest Rad Rake a few weeks ago. I love it! It is
the best rake I've ever got!" said the white haired boy, with a
look of proud and arrogance on his face. "In fact-"
The
compartment door was rudely opened by two very big blokes, one
looking like a pig, the other having much in common with a baboon.
When the blond boy spotted them, he jumped up immediately and pulled
out his wand and pointed it towards the emo. "Get the hell away
from me, Potter" he said, with a voice full of hate.
"Malfoy?
What are you doing here?" one of the blokes asked.
"Shut
up, Crabbe" the boy, apparently called Malfoy, almost yelled.
"Let's get out of here. I don't want to waste my time with
Pothead and Redneck here". They left the compartment, leaving a
confused Ron, and the emo-boy, well, he looked disappointed, not
confused at all. Ron got the feeling that there is more in the
picture, but decided not to ask anything about it, he didn't want to
loose the only friends -or friend?- he got.
"So, er... you're
Pothead?" Ron asked.
Emo looked at Ron, and sighed. "No..
my name is Harry Potter. But everyone in Slytherin calls me Pothead".
Ron remembered his father talking about Slytherin, it was one of the
four Houses of Hogwarts.
"Oh, they're the evil ones, aren't
they?" he asked.
"Not all of them," Harry said
softly, with a sad smile on his face, looking at the floor. "Some
of them are actually really nice - once you get to know them. They
are just misunderstood".
Ron nodded. "Ah..".
"So
what's your name?" Harry said, shooting his head up, really
wanting to change the subject.
A few hours later the train
stopped, Ron and Harry had already changed into their robes, and they
walked out of the train into the students-mass. "Firs' years
over 'ere! First years! All first years over 'ere!" a huge man
bellowed. He was standing a few meters away, but Ron could see him
nonetheless, his shoulders were about two heads higher than the
students were. "Ah, 'Arry!" the man said. "Hagrid!"
Harry said, receiving a big hug from the giant. "How's yer
vacation been?" Hagrid asked.
"You know, just the
usual". Harry smiled. "No Dursleys-problems?" Hagrid
asked worriedly. "Nothing out of the extraordinary".
Harry
had told Ron already all about the Dursley's, how they've treated
him, how they're still treating him.
"We have to go, Hagrid,
or all the carriages will be full!" Harry said. "Bye!"
"Yes, go on then. Goodbye!" Hagrid waved. "See
you" Ron brought weakly.
"That's Hagrid, the Keeper of
Keys and Grounds at Hogwarts. He's our Care of Magical Creatures
teacher as well" Harry told him. Ron nodded.
They managed to
find an empty carriage, and they stepped inside. When Harry slammed
the door closed, it opened again and a surprised voice said: "Harry!
That wasn' very nice, was it? Here - hold Crookshanks, I'll be right
back". A cat was pushed into Harry's lap, and it started to make
himself comfortable right away. "Who was that?" Ron asked.
