chapter 2: King's Cross, train and friends. LIBBY
We heaved our trunks and owls and ran into the barrier like that family did. We came to a scarlet train where I saw crowds of people.
"Oh, Neville," said one Grandmother, clearly exasperated. "Where's that dratted toad of yours?"
Neville shrugged.
A brown-haired girl we'd 'd seen earlier was saying goodbye to her parents before jumping on the train.
"And Hermione," said her father. "Be good. Study well."
"I always do that!" replied Hermione.
A black-haired boy and a red-headed boy came through. The red-headed one wandered off. The black-haired boy went up to us.
"Hi, I'm Harry. Harry Potter. Your first year?"
"Yeah," I replied. "I'm Liberty Jackman and my friend, Troy Ealing."
"Where are your parents?" asked Harry.
"My mum's dead and my dad's the prime minister. Ealing's mum is a drunk and his dad is dead."
"Let's put our trunks on the train?" asked Harry.
"yeah."
HARRY
"My parents are dead," I said.
The red-headed boy I came in with entered the compartment.
"Hi, I'm Ron. There's no more seats, can I join you?" the boy asked
"Yeah. I'm Harry Potter. This is Troy Ealing and Liberty Jackman." I replied.
"Really," Ron replied. "So, do you have the scar?"
"Yeah," I replied and I pulled back my fringe to show Ron, Libby and Troy.
The brown haired girl I saw earlier came in.
She introduced herself as Hermione Granger.
Then she stormed out