So I have some recommendations for you all to read if you are interested.

1 is King of the Street by Dustedoffstories

2 is From Ruin by GraeFoxx

3 is Guardian Wand by sigiltriastan

4 Narcissa's Chance by ReluctantSidekick

5 and the finally one for this list is Triton by elementa1ist (Though there may be a space before and after the 1 in the name.)

Thank you for viewing and the ones that have Favorited this story. It makes it easier to sit and continue this story. Work is slowing down it seems so I should be able to devote some more time writing unless it picks back up where I end up working the 50 to 60+ hours again.

It was the finally took the bus from a stop near leaky cauldron to Kings Cross Station. Loading his belongings onto a trolley he walked through the massive crowd. It was warm and the mass of people made it unbearable hot. Spotting platform 9 and 10 he stopped, looking it over. The headmaster had already told him how to get past the barrier. Skeptical of the truth he waited, shortly a group of people approached the same pillar he was staring at. The adults shifted nervously before turning towards their daughter. She was little taller than him, with bushy brown hair. Her smile revealed slightly buck teeth though not terrible bad. She gave her parents a hug then ran into the wall with her trolley. She disappeared. Groaning at what he was going to have to do he looked around then took off in a running start passing the two adults who had a bewildered expression on their face. He stopped a short distance from where he came out of. He gasped in surprise as the stood a bright red and black train engine. Looking around quickly he noticed all the families standing around. Scowling slightly he quickly approached the train and unloaded his trunk and few other belongings. Finding a empty compartment was easy enough, as not many people happened to be on the train yet. Putting his belongings up he took out a book of charms he had been reading and a notebook he took his notes in. The train started moving shortly after that and he looked out the window, seeing a family of red heads waving at the train. Saddened at the sight he looked away from the window to see if someone had entered unannounced, seeing no one he went back to his studies. Hearing a knock on his door he looked up at the window, the sun had moved quite a bit and he figured it was almost noon. He got up and opened the door, a mess of red hair greeting him, it was a boy his age Harry guessed. Raising a eyebrow at the boy.

"Do you mind if I join you?" the flushed boy asked, "My brothers kicked me out of their compartment.

"Sure," he replied moving to the side letting the boy in, "I was just reading the book for charms." The other boy scowled a little.

"You're already studying? We haven't even started yet."

"So, I want to learn all I can." Sitting down he picked his book up and continued reading.

"It's rude not to introduce yourself you know!" the other boy snapped. Sighing he set he book down and looked the other boy in the eye.

"You didn't introduce yourself either. Plus I let you in my compartment. Please if you are going to be obnoxious leave, other wise shut your mouth." he snapped back irritated. The other boy grew red with rage, getting up and puffing himself up. Harry stood up as well. His mood was turning sour real quick all he wanted to do was read. Bad enough he was behind the others that lived in this world of magic, he wasn't going to let someone hold him back by not wanting to get a leg up. The other boy looked unsure once he stood up, not backing down. Huffing he left to find another place to sit. Making sure that his fellow student was gone he closed the door and sighed in frustration. He had just sat down when another knock was heard on the door. Growling he got up and opened the door. A girl with blonde hair was standing in front of him, her features where little round with baby fat and her piercing blue eyes stared into his. Next to her was the bushy haired girl from the station. Her brown orbs looked timid, yet hid a fire that he could see well enough.

"Hello their, we where sitting at another cart when a red head barged in complaining about a boy with black hair." the blond informed, looking at his mop of messy black hair. "Seeing as you match his description, I dare say we should thank you for giving him a need pegging down. However we lost our seats at the same time. May we sit with you?" she asked politely, he nodded, slightly dazed by her speech. Moving aside he let them in and helped put their trunks up into the rack. Turning the blond offered him her hand, "My name is Daphne Greengrass, Heiress of the Greengrass family." He felt the urge to take her hand gently and kiss the air above her knuckles. Unsure why he did though he complied as his instincts seemed to be doing good for him.

"My name is Harry Potter. It is a pleasure to meet you Heiress Greengrass." he replied. 'What is wrong with me?' he questioned himself, shrugging it off for the moment at the oddity of his speech he turned to her company, a shy smile was given to him.

"Hermione Granger. Pleased to meet you Harry." He repeated his action with kissing the air above her knuckle and helping them get settled in and putting their trunks up for them.

"You know, you are in books." Hermione informed him, looking at him thoughtfully.

"Am I? What do they say?"

"That you are the opposite of what you appear. Taller and more muscle. Yelling out that all evil will be defeated," she looked away with a blush at his arched brow, "Well maybe not yelling it, but close enough." she stated. Daphne just laughed and the three chatted idly. When the conversation lulled to a silence he picked his book back up and started his notes again. Seeing this Hermione quickly switched seats to see over his shoulder.

"You been reading ahead?" rubbing her hands nervously. Seeing his nod she relaxed slightly. "I have too, read them all before school started. My parents where surprised that I got a letter. Neither one of them is magical. Shame that they couldn't cross the barrier." He looked at her and mulled over what she said staring off out the window.

"I just started the Charms book, finished Defense Against the Dark Arts, and planning to start the Potions one next." he sighed putting his books up. He looked at her and smiled slightly. "So I assume you are just as behind as me in some ways when it comes to the magical world?" he prodded gently. She nodded happy that she wasn't the only one.

"Did you not grow up someone in the Magical world Harry?" questioned Daphne. Seeing his nodded she started to get irradiated. "So you grew up with Muggles, the Boy Who Lived, grew up with muggles away from his birth place. That is wrong on so many levels if you ask me." Raising a eyebrow at her.

"What do you mean? Hermione here was raised by muggles as well, and please. Don't refer me to the Boy Who Lived. It is given unwillingly to me on the worst night that has probably happened to me."

"She did yes, but both of your parents where wizards. It is a insult to you, that they didn't give you to a family friend that could of taught you everything you needed to know to thrive in the world. True for your title is given, but with it you hold much weight when it comes to someone listening to you. You could potentially change the Wizarding world." Stumped at this she continued before he could respond.

"You still could of course, but you are going to have to start from scratch and build alliances now that could of already been built before you started school." She was interrupted by a knock and elderly lady opening the door.

"Snacks dearies?" Daphne bought a little of her favorite and Hermione declined.

"I'll take two of everything please." Handing her the money asked and accepting his mountain of sweets he started to hungrily dig in, sharing with Hermione after talking her into trying a chocolate frog. To their joy it jumped at her and tried to get away before he caught it mid-jump to the window. Laughing they relaxed and enjoyed some fun talking and sharing little about themselves.

Getting off the train in his robes Harry looked around seeing the older students approaching carriages that seemed to have nothing pulling them. Looking closer he was able to see a vague outline of something. Catching himself as he was jostled by the redhead from earlier shoving past him he growled lowly, locking down on his annoyance he followed the other students his age. A behemoth of a man calling for the first years to follow him. Seeing everyone piling onto little boats no more than four each. He got on one followed by a blond boy and two giants that looked much older than what they were. The boats took off on their own accord. The blond started talking to the two buffs, saying how his father was going to get him a broom. Tuning them out the rounded a bend and a awe inspiring view. Hogwarts. Huge, beautifully, and a air of danger surrounding it. The air around the castle seemed to shimmer and move with a life of its own. They approached the boundary and it seemed to react, testing each student before allowing passing over them. Once it hit the boat he was on it froze. The boat stopped moving as all the others behind them moved around them to pass. Panic filled the other boys as they started to cry out for help as the small craft seem to start shaking. The shimmer passed over them before approaching Harry. It tentatively reached out, once it touched him his vision exploded into a myriad of lights. The air grew heavy making it hard to breath. Pain raced through him, his head seemed to split open. Blood leaked from his scar and a unearthly scream tore through the night. Blacking out Harry felt the boat start moving again resuming its course.

He gained conscious before they hit the dock, due to a shock running through his body. Sitting up he touched his head that throbbed horribly. The boat touching dock and the others flying off the boat he stood up slowly and carefully got off the boat, as his balance was off. Looking up everyone had a look of worry and fear, dread filled him slightly.

"What happened?" he asked softly.

"That, is what we would like to know, Mister Potter." a older woman replied sharply, but not unkindly.

Her hair was grayed and she held herself straight with authority. The air around her seemed tensed and held power. Her eyes held a certain strictness though not fully rigid. "Seeing as you are asking yourself, I assume then you have no idea," she peered over the rectangular glasses at him in challenge, "Is that correct." he nodded his head, not wishing to share what he saw. "Are you ok for now for the sorting?"

"Yes ma'ma." She nodded.

"In that case, all first years please follow me. Thank you Hagrid for taking them this far." The gaint man beamed and with glee waved the eleven year old children off. Following the woman into a entrance hall the students where stopped as she turned to address them. "I will be back shortly to take you beyond these doors. I suggest while I am gone that you make yourselves presentable if need be." With that she turned on the spot and left them to their own devices.

Next chapter we will have the sorting, and I can't wait to do it. A surprise for Hogwarts students and staff, little more info on Harry and Vega as well. Till next time, ta ta.