Revelations
Chapter 3: On the Hogwarts Express
For the next few days, the four children tried to find out all they could about theworld that had been hidden from them for so long. The two families spent most of their time together now, telling them about their days at Hogwarts, the Wizarding World, and Quidditch. They all love the sound of Quidditch.
"A game played on broomsticks," Mr. Austin had said. "There are seven players, three Chasers, two Beaters, one Keeper, and a Seeker. There are three kinds of balls, a big, red one call the Quaffle. The Chasers handle the Quaffle and try to put it through one of the three hoops. The Keeper, defends the hoops. You with me so far?" The Children nodded. "Then there are bludgers. Black balls like cannon balls that fly around trying to knock people off their brooms. The Beaters use their bats to hit them towards the other team. Then the golden snitch, about the size of a golf ball, it flys around the pitch and the Seeker is supposed to catch it. I played seeker for the Slytherin team for 6 years, I did. Became team captain in my seventh year."
"You'll be at Hogwarts for Seven years. In fifth you got OWLs or Ordinary Wizarding Levels, and in seventh NEWTs or Nastily Exhausting Wizarding Tests." Mr. Caldwell said.
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Finally the day had come to board the Hogwarts Express, the train that would take them to the school.
"You can trust the Malfoys, Parkinsons, Zabinis, Crabbes, Goyles, Bullstrodes, and of course Professor Snape." said Mrs. Caldwell. They seemed to have reverted to the Pureblood ways as had their children. "Don't consort with any Mudbloods, Weasleys, that Squib caretaker Filch, or the Potter boy. He's suppose to go this year. And don't trust Dumbledore, the old fool. Stick with Draco and his friends on the train, and don't panic when you are sorted."
They went through the barrier between platforms 9 and 10 and steped out on to Platform 9 3/4. There stood the scarlet steam engine and at a compartment near the front stood the Malfoys. The two families made their way towards them.
"Ah John, Roger. I wondered when you'd get here." Lucius said. Mrs. Austin kissed her children.
"Mom," Jessica whined. "let go, I wanna get out of these ugly muggle things." Lucius laughed.
"Learn fast, don't they?" he said. Jessica had a fondness for her new robes, the made her muggle clothes look stupid. Finally they got on the train.
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The four of them sat with Draco and two gorillas named Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle. It became clear, very quickly, that these two were as smart as a couple of mountain trolls. Big, dumb, and ugly, they did whatever Draco wanted.
When the lunch trolley arrived they bought a huge mountain of sweets. They went through it very quickly and finally, when it was all gone, Draco decided it was time to take some from there first years.
They succeded with a witless wonder name Neville Longbottom, a half blood Seamus Finnigan, a muggleborn Dean Thomas, twins Pavarti and Padma Patil, a pompus nerd Ernie McMillian, andanother mudblood Justin Finch Fletchley. It was all to easy until they came to a compartment containing to boys. One with flaming red hair, a hand me down rode and freckles, obviously a Weasley and another with messy jet black hair and a lightning bolt scar on his forehead. Harry Potter.
"They say Harry Potter is in this compartment, oh it you is it." Malfoy said. "You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others Potter, you don't want to go making friend with the wrong sort, I can help you there." He held out his hand. Harry glared at him.
"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks," he said coolily. "What do you want Malfoy?"
"Well we've run out of food but you still seem to have some." Goyle reached fora chocolate frog and an old gray rat jumped out at him and latched onto his finger. He howled in pain and flung the rat agianst the window and Draco, Crabbe, Goyle, Jessica, James, Blade, and Blake ran out of the compartment. A bushy haired girl ran passed.
"Eh, a mudblood." Draco scoffed. She turned.
"What did you call me?" she said.
"Mudblood, it means..." the girl cut him off.
"I know what it means you vile piece of dragon dung." she turned her back on them and entered the compartment. Draco was silent for the rest of the journey.