AUTHORS's note: Ok, this is the third chapter where Hannah find's out Draco's name...thank's to Ivy. I OWN NOTHING IN HARRY POTTER! I own the character of Hannah Potter and Ivy Duff, that's it. I'm only doing this for fun! I am not, nor will I ever try to make money out of this!
Chapter 3
The Train Ride
After two weeks of pure bliss away from the Dursleys, the night before Ivy and I went to Hogwarts was nigh. So after a large family dinner, Ivy and I went up to her room and double checked that we had everything, more importantly our wands (mine was rosewood and dragon heartstring.). I curled up in the cot next to Ivy's bed and went to sleep after around twenty minutes. I was too excited to fall asleep earlier.
The next morning I woke up at five in the morning. Ivy woke up a couple minutes after me and we checked over our supplies again. We took out our letters and checked if we had our train tickets, which we did. Then we talked about what we were going to expect at Hogwarts.
When the rest of the house woke up, we ate a hurried breakfast and packed our stuff into our trunks. In an hour we were on our way to King's Cross station.
We got to the station, where there were Muggles looking confused at the long line of kids with their cloaked parents. Some carried owls, some cats and one boy had a toad.
I walked into the platform line and saw the blonde haired boy from Diagon Alley in front of me. For some reason, since I met him, I couldn't get him off my mind.
"Ivy!" I whispered excitedly
"Yeah?" she asked.
"You remember that blonde boy from Madam Malkin's I told you about? That's him in front of us!"
Ivy glared "You don't want to be excited over him. That's Draco Malfoy. I know he's going to be a Slytherin."
"Why?"
"Nobody good ever comes from Slytherin, remember? His father was a Death Eater. So he can't possibly be any good."
"A Death what?" I asked.
"A Death Eater. You-Know-Who's followers. I'd stay away if I were you."
I saw Draco Malfoy run through the ticket booth and disappear.
We were going to run through the thing? Oh well, so I took my trunk on the trolley and broke into a run and braced for a crash. It never came. I kept running. I opened my eyes and saw a large plastic sign that read "Hogwarts Express eleven o'clock." I was there. At last.
The red train poured smoke over the faces of some of the taller kids, Draco Malfoy too he coughed and covered his face with his shirt.
Why does he seem so intriguing? I thought.
Ivy and I bid goodbye to the Duffs and I said thank you for their generous hospitality. Ivy and I went to the nearest empty compartment and sat down.
Later, to my delight, the mop topped head of my brother walked in.
"HARRY!" I screamed running up to hug him.
"Hey, sis. Anyone else sitting here?" he asked Ivy.
"No, have a seat." Ivy said.
"Right, I almost forgot, Harry this is Ivy. Ivy, you met my twin brother, Harry Potter?"
"Nice to meet you, Ivy." Harry said, holding out his hand.
"The pleasure is all mine, Harry." Ivy responded shaking his hand.
Harry sat down across from me and we started talking about our last couple of weeks when another boy walked in. he had red hair, freckles and was really tall.
"Hi," he said shyly "is anyone sitting in that spot? Everywhere else is full."
"Sure, have a seat." Harry said, nodding to the seat next to him.
The boy sat down next to Harry and we began to talk about our lives. Turns out, the boy, whose name was Ron Weasley was a pure blood…but he was called a blood traitor because his father loved everything to do with Muggles.
"And you guys should hear Hannah sing! She is phenomenal!" Harry told Ron and Ivy.
"Harry, I'm not that good."
"Are you nuts? You're great! Sing them a little something!"
"Yeah!" Ron chirped.
"Come on, Hannah! Don't be bashful!"
"Um…ok." I said getting up.
"Oh, oh!" Harry yelled "Sing that one song you sang for the second grade talent show!"
"Um…ok." I said. I cleared my throat.
"I have often dreamed, of a far off place. Where a great, warm welcome will be awaiting me. And a crowd will cheer, when they see my face. And a voice is saying 'This is where you're meant to be'! I can find my way! I can go the distance. I'll be on top someday! If I can be strong. I know every mile, will be worth my while. I've been through hell and back and found where I…belong!"
Everyone applauded and I sat back down and pulled out a book.
"You are great!"
"Anything off the trolley, dears?" a plump woman asked.
"We're all set…thank you." me, Ivy and Ron said.
"We'll take the lot!" Harry said digging some wizard money out of his pockets.
Harry took the candy sat down and gave everyone a bit.
"Harry, you little jerk!" I started, abandoning my book "When're you going to give me a bit of that money?"
"Oh, right. Sorry sis." Harry said digging into his pockets again and giving me a bit of money.
"Oi, Ron, these aren't really frogs, are they?" Harry asked Ron.
"No, it's just a spell. Check the card."
I took one of the packages Harry had, which said "Chocolate Frogs" and opened it. A tiny frog hopped out of it onto the floor, falling on top of Harry's.
"Dicken, Harry. You can't keep your food in your mouth?" I asked taking mine and eating it.
"I got Dumbledore! What'd you get, Hannah?"
I looked into the package, there sat a familiar face from my books.
"I got Merlin!" I shouted.
We spent the time eating our way through the sweets. We were later interrupted by two other kids. That kid with the toad, who's name we later discovered to be Neville Longbottom ran through our compartment looking for it. And a bossy little twat, who's name turned out to be Hermione Granger came back in asking if we had seen the same toad. I wound up taking a nap in Harry's lap. When someone worth speaking to came in.
"Hello," Draco Malfoy's voice said in a drawl.
"Hello," Harry said getting up, causing me to fall onto my back.
"HARRY!" I yelled, a little grumpy.
"Someone isn't a morning person." Ron remarked.
"You wouldn't be one too, if you got up at five this morning."
"Why didn't you sleep in, Hannah?" Harry asked.
"Well, I couldn't sleep. And I was just about there when I was knocked on my back, thank you very much, Harry." I snapped in a tone of mock anger, getting up.
"So it is true then?" Draco Malfoy said amazed "they're saying all down this train that the Potter twins have come to Hogwarts. That's you two isn't it? "
I nodded.
The boy had two other boys with him, they stood on either side of him, like body guards.
"Oh, sorry. Where are my manners? This is Crabbe and Goyle." he said noticing I was staring nodding to the two boys "And I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."
Ron snickered. I stared at him angrily just as Draco Malfoy did.
"Think his name's funny, do you?" I demanded, the same time as Draco Malfoy. I looked at Draco Malfoy, and he smiled. I smiled too, then looked away, a little embarrassed.
"No need to ask for yours. Father told me the Weasley's have red hair, freckles and more children than they can afford."
"Shut up, Malfoy." Ivy said.
Ron looked away, embarrassed. He should have been, you don't just make fun of another person's name. It just isn't done!
"You may soon realize that some wizarding families are better than others, Potters." Draco Malfoy said to Harry and I. I went and stood next to my brother. "You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort." he added flashing Ron an angry look "I can help you both there." he offered, holding his hand out to my brother.
My brother looked at his hand, then at Draco Malfoy himself "I think," he snarled "I can tell the wrong sort for myself thanks."
Malfoy sneered at him, "Your loss, Potter. I'd watch it if I were you. If you aren't politer you could go the same as your parents. You may realize this fact to late, Potter, but this choice of yours has made you an idiot."
I got up and faced Malfoy. He was taller by a head, but that didn't stop me from looking into that insulting rat face of his…no matter how good looking it was. Especially with his blonde hair slicked back like it was and those beautiful blue grey eyes narrowed in a sneer. I slapped him. Harry Ivy and Ron laughed.
"OHH! Burn!" Ivy said.
"You listen here, Draco Malfoy, and for your sake you had best listen well." I sneered, poking him in the chest "Nobody…and I mean nobody talks to my brother that way…but ME! Ever talk to him that way again, I will rip off your head and have it watch me feed your body to a Chimera."
"Well, isn't this sweet." one of the bodyguards hissed "The little runt of a Potter is defending her twin brother."
"I'll give you 'runt'! I can flip a guy three times my size and weight. Just so you know." I snapped turning my back to the three boys.
"You may be new to the wizard world, Potterella, but you should know never to touch Malfoy." he said.
I spun around. Here's something people really should know about me. I get called "Potterella" a lot, and I hate it. I stepped forward and glared at the crony who called me that horrible nickname.
"What did you just call me?" I demanded.
"Wow, stupid Mudblood doesn't know I called her Potterella."
I took one step towards him, little knowing that Ron was having Ivy hold him back.
"Listen here, whatever your name is. I do not like being called Potterella. Ever call me that again, I will personally rip you to shreds!"
"Want to try me?" the crony sneered taking a step towards me.
"WHOA!" Harry and Malfoy yelled together.
"Malfoy, you had best control your lackeys. And keep them the bloody hell away from my sister!"
Malfoy just sneered and walked out. Then he looked in at me and winked.
"Hope to see you in Slytherin." he smirked.
"OHHH!" I yelled when he was out of earshot "That Malfoy! What a rude ignorant prat!"
"Told you so." Ivy said.
"I'm going to change before we get to Hogwarts, I'll see you in a couple minutes." I said grabbing my bag with my uniform.
"And by the way," Ivy called out "That was an awesome slap!"
I walked down the corridors of the train and heard Malfoy and Crabbe and Goyle arguing.
"What do you see in that girl, Malfoy? She is a prat! Just like her twin."
"CRABBE!" Malfoy hissed insulted "You aren't to speak of her that way. And the reason why I assume she has potential is because she isn't afraid to speak her mind…and not to mention she's really… spirited."
"And you think she's nice looking."
"Shut up, Goyle! I do not."
"Do so."
"Not."
"So."
"Not.
"So times infinity!"
"DAMN!"
"HA! You do think she's nice looking."
"Well, she's easy on the eyes."
"What part of her, Malfoy? Is it the way her ebony hair contrasts her pale white skin? Was it the fire in her green eyes as she slapped you?"
"HA! Her eyes were metallic blue!"
"HA! Thank you for proving our point. You want her, Draco. Don't even deny it."
I took a deep breath and walked through.
"Speak of the devil." Malfoy said "If it isn't Potterella."
I turned around to face him "I will thank you," I snapped "not to call me 'Potterella'. My name is Hannah Lillian Isabella Marie Potter. It isn't Potterella. So you may address me as Hannah. Or you will not address me at all. And call me Potterella again, I will completely, and with devoid of mercy, rip your tongue out of your mouth." with that I spun on my heel and went for the change rooms. Malfoy blocked my way.
"What do you want?" I asked annoyed.
"The chance to be your friend."
Goyle coughed which sounded like "Whipped!"
"You are doing a piss-poor job of it." I snapped going around him.
"Listen, Hannah," he started grabbing my upper arm "we got off on the wrong foot. Can I get another chance?"
I looked into his face. He had a red mark on his cheek from when I slapped him, but his other cheek was pink. Was he blushing?
"Very well, Malfoy. I will give you another chance. However, insult my twin again and I will make sure that that red mark on your face will seem tame compared to what I could do to you."
"Shake on it?" Malfoy asked holding out his hand.
I didn't hesitate. I took his hand and shook it once.
"That incident in my compartment never happened, Malfoy." I said cheerfully.
"Don't call me that." Malfoy said.
"Than what am I going to call you?"
"My first name…Draco."
"Oh, very well, Draco then. I just so happen to like that name."
"Going to change into your robes?" Draco asked.
"Yes."
"Cool. I'm bored so I'll keep you company."
"Um…OK!"
"Crabbe, Goyle, go back to our compartment. I'll be fine."
The twin terrors gave him a reproachful look then went in the opposite direction in which I came.
"Shall we?" Draco offered his arm.
"We…shall?" I said taking his arm. This was strangely gentlemanly for a near total stranger.
I went into the change room, with Draco standing just outside. I was near ready, I was only missing my tie.
"Uh, Draco?" I called out.
"Yeah?" his voice sounded in the stall next to mine.
"Do you have my bag? Cause I think I left my tie in it."
"You mean this tie?" he asked wittily throwing my tie over the wall.
"Yeah, thanks."
I fiddled a little until my tie was…well tied to my standards then stepped out of the stall, Draco close behind.
"Holy…crap, Hannah. That has got to be the sorriest excuse of a tie I have ever seen. Here, let me…" Draco teased undoing my tie and fixing it.
"Hey, you are a guy. You know more about crap like this than I do. At my Muggle school, I always kept it undone, I never really bothered with it."
"Well, I need to teach you how to do it…properly. There, that looks much better."
"Thank you."
"Now to get the princess back to her compartment before her twin starts wondering where she is."
"Oh, shut up." I teased.
"Hey, the wizard world isn't safe for a petite young girl like yourself to be walking along the Hogwarts Express alone. You need a chaperone…lucky for you I am available to fit that description."
"What about Crabbe and Goyle?"
"Idiots, they will probably have eaten half my lunch by the time I get back…well half each."
"You poor thing! Here…" I said taking out half the lunch Mrs. Duff had packed for me.
"You're a sweet girl, really. But I think I can survive until the feast."
At the end of that sentence, we were nearing my compartment.
"Well, I think you can handle a small walk on your own…so I guess I'll be seeing you at the platform." he raised my hand up to his lips and kissed it. "Until then, Potterella."
I was going to reprimand him for calling me "Potterella" again, but I was a little flustered.
"Yeah, see you." I said walking into my compartment blush painting my cheeks.
"Hey, sis." Harry greeted "Why is your face so pink?"
"Umm…" I stammered "I ran into Dra-I mean Malfoy on my way to the change rooms. I made a bit of a fool of myself telling him off about him calling you an idiot."
"Oh. Little git."
I sat back down next to Ivy.
"Ok, what really happened with you and Malfoy?"
"How'd you know I was lying?"
"I'm just that smart. Now spill."
"Well, Malfoy was yelling at Crabbe for calling me a prat. Then we bumped into each other, made amends, and he walked with me to the change rooms and a little ways back here. Then he…" I blushed and trailed off, starting to talk about Ivanhoe.
"What did Malfoy do?"
"He…kissed my hand."
Ivy's jaw dropped "And you let him do it?"
"Yes. It was pretty sweet, actually."
The train slowed to a stop and we got off. We were told to leave our stuff on the train.
