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.