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Chapter 2: Making Friends
Harry Potter was brought out of his sleep like by a sharp rapping against the cupboard.
"Up, useless boy! We are leaving in 2 minutes whether you are ready or not so get up!" his Aunt Petunia screeched.
Less than one hour later they got to train station and Harry was thrown out of the car with his luggage coming right after him. He looked up to find his relative's car gone and himself alone at the station.
Harry walked over to the barrier that would take him to platform 9¾ and walked through. He found himself facing a Scarlet Steam Engine bearing the words Hogwarts Express upon it. He climbed on the train and searched for an empty compartment. Towards the end there was one and he put his trunk up. After a final whistle blow, the train started to move.
"Excuse me, can I sit here? Everywhere else is full." A red head boy asked him.
"Sure go ahead" Harry answered.
"Ron Weasley."
"Harry Potter."
"Really? Do you have the scar?"
"Yeah. Look."
"Wicked! Hey, what are all the bruises from?"
"My uncle beat me... but I'd rather not talk about it"
"Oh... Okay."
"So," Harry said, "How do you play Quidditch?"
"Quidditch is the coolest game ever!" And he was off explaining the rules, the balls, and the players. He would have continued if the trolley hadn't come by.
"Anything off the trolley dears?" An elderly witch asked.
Harry got loads of everything because he didn't want to miss out. Ron was in the middle of devouring and explaining the different candies when the compartment door opened and a pale blonde haired boy stepped in.
"Is it okay if I sit here? I was getting beaten up in the other compartment."
"Sure. I'm Harry Potter and he's Ron Weasley."
"Draco Malfoy and no Ron I am nothing like my father." He said as he noted the disgust on Ron's face turn into relief.
"Hey what Quidditch team do you support? I'm for the Cannons." Ron exclaimed.
"The Cannons are the worst team in the history of the Sport. Tornados all the way!" Draco argued. The two were arguing for a very long time when a girl named Hermione Granger came in and started conversing with Harry. They became fast friends and introductions were made all the way around.
"You better put your robes on. I expect we'll be arriving soon." Hermione stated. They all put their robes on just as the train came to a stop.
"Firs' years over here! Come on you lot!" Bellowed the huge man Hagrid.
"Hey Hagrid!"
"Hi Harry!"
(A/N: What happens next is taken directly from the first book so if you guys have read it then you know what I'm talking about. We come back in where Hagrid knocks on the front doors.)
The doors open and a voice says "Welcome...to Hogwarts!"