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Ch. 6. Hogwarts Express
Moments later Harry realized that he was in-fact alive, but elation at this discovery was soon covered by panic when he realized that he was near four meters off the ground, and quite a hard looking ground at that.
"KUSO!" Harry shouted as he neared the ground with a loud splash. Thankfully due to his training in the areal arts, he managed to roll with the impact and wasn't hurt. The large quantity of water that had come with him couldn't say the same.
Harry looked around as he sat up and wrung out his hair before shaking his head vigorously to get out the rest of the water. There was a large crowd and he seemed to be at a train station. Lots of children were getting onto the train while what looked like their parents were waving them off most of the children that had witnessed his entrance and subsequent hair drying were laughing. He heard the adults in the area murmuring but couldn't make it out.
It took Harry a moment to realize that this was the same train station he had put his things with Hagrid nearly a month ago. Sighing with regret at the fact that they obviously remembered him, Harry stood and retrieved the trunk and empty bird cage from the locker and made his way onboard the train. His shoes squished and his clothes left a small dripping trail behind him.
He found his way into a small empty compartment near the back of the train. Quickly stowing his belongings, Harry stretched across one of the bench seats in the compartment, inadvertently soaking it with salty water from across the globe. He was fast asleep by the time the train started to move, and softly snoring when a young redhead with a black smudge on his nose peaked into the room and saw him asleep. Figuring the sleeping boy wouldn't mind someone sharing his car, the redhead sat down on the other side.
The morning passed with only the sounds of Harry's soft snores filling the compartment. Just after noon, a loud clattering noise out in the corridor. The door slid open and suddenly Harry's nose twitched, he breathed a little deeper and his eyes sprung open. Harry's visible eye locked with the smiling dimpled woman's.
"Anything off the cart dears?"
The translation sounded odd, not like it had the first time he'd been in England, more soggy, if a voice could sound like that. Harry nodded enthusiastically and dug into the trunk to find the pouch of money Hagrid had left him. He hadn't consciously noticed the other boy in the compartment yet, so he didn't see the boy's ears go pink and look at a bundle of sandwiches. After finding his quarry, Harry bound outside to look at the selection on the cart. To his dismay, it seemed that everything the witch sold was a candy of some sort. Not the type of thing he should be eating after the swim he just had. Looking it over again, he asked the cheery woman,
"Do you have anything that's mainly protein? A rabbit perhaps?" The witch gave him an odd look and shook her head.
"Sorry deary this is all we've got."
Harry sighed softly and looked for things that seemed to have the lowest sugar count. After all it was unmanly to like sweats. Taking his booty back into the compartment, he noticed the red haired boy for the first time. He also smelled the roast beef sandwiches that the boy was looking at glumly. As he dropped his stash on the wet bench the boy's eyes went wide and he said,
"Hungry are you?"
Harry looked across to the boy, "As a matter of fact, I am, haven't eaten for quite a while." Eyes focusing on the sandwiches a thought came to him. "Hey you wouldn't mind trading one of your sandwiches for some of this, would you?" The other's eyes lit up.
"Sure I don't like roast beef, you can have them all." Harry smiled at the other boy.
"Thanks, I'm Saotome Hari by the way."
"I'm Ron Weasley," he paused a moment and looked at Harry carefully before asking, "why aren't you speaking English?" Harry rolled his eyes and wondered how many times he'd get this question. He carefully selected some of the sweats in the pile and handed them to Ron.
"Not all the world speaks English Ron-san," Ron handed over the sandwiches and stared in astonishment as they disappeared almost immediately. There one second and whoosh, gone the next. Harry gave a very feline smile before polishing off the rest of the food he had bought. Ron shuddered and turned his body to protect his new foodstuffs. Harry just smirked at Ron and reclined on the still damp bench.
Seeing Harry back away from his food gave Ron the confidence to turn back to Harry and eat a pasty.
"Why are you going to Hogwarts if you don't speak English, wouldn't you just go to school in your home country?" Harry's face clouded at the question.
"Well, I'm here because someone," he rolled his eyes, "seems to think I'm this Harry Potter person, and they're making a big deal out of it."
Ron sputtered, "But it is a big deal, Harry Potter is the savior of the wizarding world. He stopped You-Know-Who when he was only one."
"No I don't, who is he?" Harry asked even though his voice sounded disinterested.
"Well he was one of the most powerful dark wizards ever, no one likes to speak his name out loud." Ron shuddered.
"How would a one year old child defeat him then?" Only mild interest eased into Harry's voice.
"They say when You-Know-Who cast the killing curse, it bounced off Harry Potter and hit You-Know-Who instead. It left a lighting bolt shaped scar on little Harry's head." Ron tried to take on a mysterious air when he finished. "No one's sure why it happened."
Harry snorted, "there that proves it, I'm not this Potter, no lightning shaped scar on my head." The two boys fell into silence. Out the window dark green hills cracked with rivers and spotted with gnarled forests could be seen. Ron looked back to Harry and saw that the boy had gone back to sleep.
Some time passed. The silence was broken by a knock on the door. A round faced boy that looked teary eyed came into the compartment, and noticing the sleeping boy looked at Ron and whispered. "Sorry, but have you seen a toad at all?"
Ron shook his head, the ride had been pretty dull.
The boy started to wail, "I've lost him," but then remembered the sleeping occupant and quieted down, "he keeps getting away from me." Harry just gave a soft snore and rolled over in his place. The round faced boy left and closed the door behind him. The compartment returned to silence.
Muffled noises came from behind the door, sounds of activity and excitement. They had to be nearing the school. Suddenly the door opened and a bushy brown haired girl, already in her Hogwarts robes, entered. Behind her stood the toadless boy, a nervous look on his face.
"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one," she said in a bossy tone.
Ron shook his head and said, "I told him already I hadn't seen it, and he's" he motioned towards the sleeping Harry, "been asleep nearly the entire trip."
"Well you'd better change I asked up front and they said that we're nearly there. We should probably finish looking for Neville's toad." with that said, the girl and boy disappeared out the door.
Ron had moments more of quiet and solitude before the door opened again, this time a narrow faced blond boy came in with two hulking figures flanking him. Seeing Harry asleep, he said to the boys at his side, "Crabbe, Goyle, wake him up."
The two boys lumbered over to the sleeping figure and poked at the mildly damp lump of boy. Harry managed to roll over in his sleep and avoided all the prodding fingers while snoring softly. The lazy dance continued for seconds before the boys started trying to poke at Harry harder and faster. A moment passed before the blond got annoyed with the scene. Ron sat watching quietly from the other side, ignored by the intruding trio.
"Stop it, it isn't working." He said then pulled out his wand and smirked. With a wave and a mumbled word, water flowed out of his wand and on to the sleeping boy, whom immediately shot up and sputtered.
"What did you do that for?" Harry shouted at the compartment in general.
"I wanted to know if it's true, if Harry Potter's in this compartment." It was the same pale boy from the robe shop. Harry glared at him and nearly growled as he said. "No there is no Potter," he seemed to spit out the name so that even the translation charm could get the annoyance in the tone, "here, if you'd kindly leave, I was sleeping." His voice conveyed the danger of waking a hibernating bear.
The pale boy looked over the compartment quickly and said, "well if he's not here than I see no reason to stay, Crabbe, Goyle, we're leaving."
A few seconds after the trio left, The bossy bushy brown haired girl reentered the compartment, she took one look at the disgruntled look on Harry's face and the new puddle on the floor and asked. "What has been going on?"
Harry only growled while Ron took the initiative and explained the visit from the trio. The girl gave a humph noise and said, "well like I told you earlier, you'd better get your robes on, we're nearly there."
The girl was focused on Ron and hadn't noticed Harry removing his robes from his trunk.
"Would you mind leaving while," Ron's eyes popped open as he noticed Harry was now in his robes doing a few tentative stretches. "uhh, I change?"
"All right - I only came in here because people outside are behaving very childishly, racing up and down the corridors," she said in a sniffy voice. "And you've got dirt on your nose, by the way, did you know?" With that she left the compartment.
Out the window, it was dark, and Harry could feel the train slowing down. Ron took off his jacket and put on the long black robe. Although it was a bit short for him Harry could see his sneakers poking out the bottom hem.
Moments later a voice echoed through the train, "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately."
AN, and that's the last chapter you people will get for a while, school's starting and ye've got to wait fir it to settle down a bit before I can even contemplate writing more. It's not like anyone other than Simplysmashing is reading it anyway. By the way, thanks for reviewing SS :-) makes me happy.
Ch. 6. Hogwarts Express
Moments later Harry realized that he was in-fact alive, but elation at this discovery was soon covered by panic when he realized that he was near four meters off the ground, and quite a hard looking ground at that.
"KUSO!" Harry shouted as he neared the ground with a loud splash. Thankfully due to his training in the areal arts, he managed to roll with the impact and wasn't hurt. The large quantity of water that had come with him couldn't say the same.
Harry looked around as he sat up and wrung out his hair before shaking his head vigorously to get out the rest of the water. There was a large crowd and he seemed to be at a train station. Lots of children were getting onto the train while what looked like their parents were waving them off most of the children that had witnessed his entrance and subsequent hair drying were laughing. He heard the adults in the area murmuring but couldn't make it out.
It took Harry a moment to realize that this was the same train station he had put his things with Hagrid nearly a month ago. Sighing with regret at the fact that they obviously remembered him, Harry stood and retrieved the trunk and empty bird cage from the locker and made his way onboard the train. His shoes squished and his clothes left a small dripping trail behind him.
He found his way into a small empty compartment near the back of the train. Quickly stowing his belongings, Harry stretched across one of the bench seats in the compartment, inadvertently soaking it with salty water from across the globe. He was fast asleep by the time the train started to move, and softly snoring when a young redhead with a black smudge on his nose peaked into the room and saw him asleep. Figuring the sleeping boy wouldn't mind someone sharing his car, the redhead sat down on the other side.
The morning passed with only the sounds of Harry's soft snores filling the compartment. Just after noon, a loud clattering noise out in the corridor. The door slid open and suddenly Harry's nose twitched, he breathed a little deeper and his eyes sprung open. Harry's visible eye locked with the smiling dimpled woman's.
"Anything off the cart dears?"
The translation sounded odd, not like it had the first time he'd been in England, more soggy, if a voice could sound like that. Harry nodded enthusiastically and dug into the trunk to find the pouch of money Hagrid had left him. He hadn't consciously noticed the other boy in the compartment yet, so he didn't see the boy's ears go pink and look at a bundle of sandwiches. After finding his quarry, Harry bound outside to look at the selection on the cart. To his dismay, it seemed that everything the witch sold was a candy of some sort. Not the type of thing he should be eating after the swim he just had. Looking it over again, he asked the cheery woman,
"Do you have anything that's mainly protein? A rabbit perhaps?" The witch gave him an odd look and shook her head.
"Sorry deary this is all we've got."
Harry sighed softly and looked for things that seemed to have the lowest sugar count. After all it was unmanly to like sweats. Taking his booty back into the compartment, he noticed the red haired boy for the first time. He also smelled the roast beef sandwiches that the boy was looking at glumly. As he dropped his stash on the wet bench the boy's eyes went wide and he said,
"Hungry are you?"
Harry looked across to the boy, "As a matter of fact, I am, haven't eaten for quite a while." Eyes focusing on the sandwiches a thought came to him. "Hey you wouldn't mind trading one of your sandwiches for some of this, would you?" The other's eyes lit up.
"Sure I don't like roast beef, you can have them all." Harry smiled at the other boy.
"Thanks, I'm Saotome Hari by the way."
"I'm Ron Weasley," he paused a moment and looked at Harry carefully before asking, "why aren't you speaking English?" Harry rolled his eyes and wondered how many times he'd get this question. He carefully selected some of the sweats in the pile and handed them to Ron.
"Not all the world speaks English Ron-san," Ron handed over the sandwiches and stared in astonishment as they disappeared almost immediately. There one second and whoosh, gone the next. Harry gave a very feline smile before polishing off the rest of the food he had bought. Ron shuddered and turned his body to protect his new foodstuffs. Harry just smirked at Ron and reclined on the still damp bench.
Seeing Harry back away from his food gave Ron the confidence to turn back to Harry and eat a pasty.
"Why are you going to Hogwarts if you don't speak English, wouldn't you just go to school in your home country?" Harry's face clouded at the question.
"Well, I'm here because someone," he rolled his eyes, "seems to think I'm this Harry Potter person, and they're making a big deal out of it."
Ron sputtered, "But it is a big deal, Harry Potter is the savior of the wizarding world. He stopped You-Know-Who when he was only one."
"No I don't, who is he?" Harry asked even though his voice sounded disinterested.
"Well he was one of the most powerful dark wizards ever, no one likes to speak his name out loud." Ron shuddered.
"How would a one year old child defeat him then?" Only mild interest eased into Harry's voice.
"They say when You-Know-Who cast the killing curse, it bounced off Harry Potter and hit You-Know-Who instead. It left a lighting bolt shaped scar on little Harry's head." Ron tried to take on a mysterious air when he finished. "No one's sure why it happened."
Harry snorted, "there that proves it, I'm not this Potter, no lightning shaped scar on my head." The two boys fell into silence. Out the window dark green hills cracked with rivers and spotted with gnarled forests could be seen. Ron looked back to Harry and saw that the boy had gone back to sleep.
Some time passed. The silence was broken by a knock on the door. A round faced boy that looked teary eyed came into the compartment, and noticing the sleeping boy looked at Ron and whispered. "Sorry, but have you seen a toad at all?"
Ron shook his head, the ride had been pretty dull.
The boy started to wail, "I've lost him," but then remembered the sleeping occupant and quieted down, "he keeps getting away from me." Harry just gave a soft snore and rolled over in his place. The round faced boy left and closed the door behind him. The compartment returned to silence.
Muffled noises came from behind the door, sounds of activity and excitement. They had to be nearing the school. Suddenly the door opened and a bushy brown haired girl, already in her Hogwarts robes, entered. Behind her stood the toadless boy, a nervous look on his face.
"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one," she said in a bossy tone.
Ron shook his head and said, "I told him already I hadn't seen it, and he's" he motioned towards the sleeping Harry, "been asleep nearly the entire trip."
"Well you'd better change I asked up front and they said that we're nearly there. We should probably finish looking for Neville's toad." with that said, the girl and boy disappeared out the door.
Ron had moments more of quiet and solitude before the door opened again, this time a narrow faced blond boy came in with two hulking figures flanking him. Seeing Harry asleep, he said to the boys at his side, "Crabbe, Goyle, wake him up."
The two boys lumbered over to the sleeping figure and poked at the mildly damp lump of boy. Harry managed to roll over in his sleep and avoided all the prodding fingers while snoring softly. The lazy dance continued for seconds before the boys started trying to poke at Harry harder and faster. A moment passed before the blond got annoyed with the scene. Ron sat watching quietly from the other side, ignored by the intruding trio.
"Stop it, it isn't working." He said then pulled out his wand and smirked. With a wave and a mumbled word, water flowed out of his wand and on to the sleeping boy, whom immediately shot up and sputtered.
"What did you do that for?" Harry shouted at the compartment in general.
"I wanted to know if it's true, if Harry Potter's in this compartment." It was the same pale boy from the robe shop. Harry glared at him and nearly growled as he said. "No there is no Potter," he seemed to spit out the name so that even the translation charm could get the annoyance in the tone, "here, if you'd kindly leave, I was sleeping." His voice conveyed the danger of waking a hibernating bear.
The pale boy looked over the compartment quickly and said, "well if he's not here than I see no reason to stay, Crabbe, Goyle, we're leaving."
A few seconds after the trio left, The bossy bushy brown haired girl reentered the compartment, she took one look at the disgruntled look on Harry's face and the new puddle on the floor and asked. "What has been going on?"
Harry only growled while Ron took the initiative and explained the visit from the trio. The girl gave a humph noise and said, "well like I told you earlier, you'd better get your robes on, we're nearly there."
The girl was focused on Ron and hadn't noticed Harry removing his robes from his trunk.
"Would you mind leaving while," Ron's eyes popped open as he noticed Harry was now in his robes doing a few tentative stretches. "uhh, I change?"
"All right - I only came in here because people outside are behaving very childishly, racing up and down the corridors," she said in a sniffy voice. "And you've got dirt on your nose, by the way, did you know?" With that she left the compartment.
Out the window, it was dark, and Harry could feel the train slowing down. Ron took off his jacket and put on the long black robe. Although it was a bit short for him Harry could see his sneakers poking out the bottom hem.
Moments later a voice echoed through the train, "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately."
AN, and that's the last chapter you people will get for a while, school's starting and ye've got to wait fir it to settle down a bit before I can even contemplate writing more. It's not like anyone other than Simplysmashing is reading it anyway. By the way, thanks for reviewing SS :-) makes me happy.