Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter. If I did, I would do things that the human mind can't comprehend.The characters Firax and Xarif are of my own creation, so don't bitch at me!

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Chapter 3

Firax was led by Ron onto the Hogwarts Express. His hair and eyes stayed the same, despite the nervouseness he felt. He couldn't understand why his looks changed. That had never happened before. Ron was ahead of him, motioning for Firax to join him. Ron was holding a door open, and talking to the people inside the compartment. Firax hesitated. More people. That would talk to him.

'Shudder'

"C'mon. don't just stand there." Ron said while motioning again.

Fiax sighed, frowning. He walked forward and joined Ron, plastering on a fake smile.

Inside the compartment were two people. A girl with bushy brown hair, and a cat on her lap. And a boy with messy black hair, glasses, and a lightning shaped scar on his forehead.

"Harry, Hermione, this is Firax." Ron said pointing

"Uh...Hi..." Firax said averting his eyes

Firax knew who the boy was instantly. The "celebrity" looked almost as nervous as he. Firax knew what he was thinking,

'Great. Another person to stare at me.'

"Hi, I'm Hermione Granger. And to my right is Harry Potter." She said with a smile

"Hi." came from Harry who was staring out of the window.

"If you don't mind me saying, that's quite an interesting name you have." Hermione stated

"Firax? My last name is Quizzix. I guess my parents like uncommonly used letters." came the flat response

"Oh. No offense, but you know I've never seen someone like you here in England. Much less Hogwarts. Are you transfering here?"

"Yes."

"From where?" she asked, perturbed by his lack of conversation.

"America. Boston to be exact."

"Really? We've never had someone from America befor." Hermione said, now excited

"I know."

"Wait." Ron interrupted, worried "Don't tell me that you've read 'Hogwarts, A History' have you?

"No, but your headmaster said in his letter."

"Oh, that's good." Ron said with an accompanied sigh

Silence reigned for a moment. Harry was still staring out of the window. Ron seemed to be guarding the door. And Heremioned had her nose stuck in a book, 'The Standard Book of Spells' to be precise.

Firax looked at Harry, who had said nothing since he got there, and frowned. Firax was used to being stared at, not ignored.

"Harry, can I speak to you outside?" Firax asked

Harry jumped, startled.

"Ummmmmmm...OK..." he said

Once outside of the compartment, Firax confronted Harry.

"Look. You know that I know who you are. Chill. I know how you feel. Look at me, you don't think that I get stared at. I'm not going to treat you like a high priest who needs to be honored with a kiss on the ring. You are a person, simply that."

"Harry stare at him in awe. He never expected this. The exacted opposite in fact. Harry had never met someone like Firax. Harry was glad that someone felt the same as himself, but how do you follow up what was said?

"Ummmmmm..thanks..." Harry stated

"Harry, I..." he smiled "Sorry for being so upfront."

Harry smiled too "Thanks for being upfront, and honest."

"Shall we?" Firax, motioning with his arm

Once back inside, Ron ande Hermione stared at the two new friends. Firax decided to start the conversation for a change.

"So, what's Hogwarts like?"

The trio smiled and started explaining the wonders of Hogwarts, to their new companion. Firax felt better than ever. He liked these three people, they complimented each other. They also accepted Firax for who he was. Soon the train ride came to an end, and the new quartet, led by Harry, went to the castle.

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