Harry and Ron bustled along with other first years as a gigantic man by the name of Hagrid lead them along, Harry looked at Hagrid with mild appreciation, if he was any smaller trying to round the first years along would be a nightmare.
The first years made way to the bank of an ocean large lake. All awed as they saw the castle glistening in the dark night, the castle looked like something out of a fairy tale book.
"Wow cant believe we're going to school there." Ron said, his eyes wide with amazement.
Harry nodded his head in reply, suddenly feeling slightly nervous yet still very excited.
"Alright everyone in the boats!" Hagrid bellowed, soon everyone was clambering into the boats, girls trying their best to stay with their friends and boys just wanting to get into the castle as quick as possible. Ron and Harry somehow got separated and when Harry finally sat down into a boat, he was a bit shocked to find he was sitting next to Hermione.
"Oh hi." Harry said, Hermione turned to face Harry, her face too showing a little shock at seeing Harry.
"Oh, hello Harry, you excited?" She said, a polite smile on her face.
"Yeah." Harry nodded. He didn't really know how to talk to girls, and Hermione especially. There was Ginny at the Weasleys, but she was always too nervous around him so he could never hold a proper conversation with her.
"I hope its as cool on the inside as all the books say it is." Hermione spoke, her excitement increasing at the talk of books.
"Yeah my uncles went to school here, they've only ever said good things about it."
Hermione nodded her head, "What houses were they in?" She asked.
"Both Gryffindor." Harry replied, he jostled a bit, the boats had now begun moving towards the castle.
"So, are you hoping for Gryffindor then?" She wasn't looking at him now, totally entranced by the castle.
"Yeah I hope I get in."
"I'm sure you will, after everything you've been through after all." Hermione said, Harry got a little upset about this, he barely knew Hermione and all she knew was something written in a book, she didn't know anything.
"I had a good childhood I'll have you know." Harry said, feeling offended. He had an excellent childhood actually.
Hermione looked to him now, a panicked look on her face. "Oh, Harry I didn't mean to offend you, I just mean you have to be pretty brave keeping that calm look on your face all this time." Hermione seemed to be careful with her words, Harry relaxed a little, he knew she didn't mean any harm.
"Well I don't know; I feel pretty calm." Harry said, he didn't realise that's what he looked to others.
Hermione just looked at him and made no further comment. The both sat in comfortable silence this time.
"Hey…" Harry started. Hermione looked to him; her eyes were calmer this time.
"Yes?" She said.
"I'm sorry about my friend Ron, I think he was just a bit overwhelmed by this all."
Hermione nodded her head, "yeah everyone seems to be, thankyou though." She said chuckling nervously.
"Friends?" Harry said, bumping against her with his shoulder, she chuckled and bumped him back.
"Friends."
Harry felt slightly lighter once they finally got the other side of the shore, the castle was even bigger up close, and Harry was starting to feel overwhelmed. Harry being the gentleman he was raised to be took Hermione's hand and helped her out of the boat, she blushed lightly and murmured a thank you.
Ron pushed through the crowd to Harry with a bright smile on his face.
"Hey Harry made it alive I see!" He said excitedly, not having noticing Hermione yet who was standing awkwardly by Harry.
Harry nodded his head and gave a large smile to Ron. "Hey Ron remember Hermione?"
Ron now looked at Hermione, "oh hey." He said, his smile falling slightly.
"We came on the boat together; we're friends now so be nice." Harry said, giving Ron a small glare to make sure that he would be polite.
"Um okay." Ron said scratching the back of his head. Hagrid finally arrived and broke up the awkward tension that had begun to build up between Harry and Ron.
"Aight First Years, lets line up, Professor McGonagall will be 'er in a moment to organise the lot of yer!"
As soon as Hagrid had said this a door opened and out came an older lady with a tightly pinched face and a bun that looked so tight almost like it was about to tear out her hairline out. Everyone began to stop talking as Professor McGonagall cleared her throat for their attention.
"The Sorting Ceremony will be beginning shortly, come line up in the order that I call your names in and wait quietly please."
Soon enough everyone was lined up in a hallway to the side of what Hermione said was called the Great Hall. Quicky everyone shuffled into the Great Hall, there was a little stool with what looked like an ancient well worn pointed hat on it. Harry looked at it sceptically however since he had been separated from Ron and Hermione he couldn't ask what the hat was for.
Eventually the Great Hall hushed and Harry took that moment to look around it. The hall was large with an immensely high ceiling, the ceiling currently looked like it didn't exist like he was just looking at the night sky scattered with shimmering stars, but something told Harry that there was a ceiling and he was just looking at an enchantment.
Professor McGonagall quickly clipped by with the large scroll still in her hands. Quickly she started to read off names, Harry watched as the students placed the hat on their heads and the hat bellowed out house nalmes. Hermione Granger sat with slight trepidation, and the hat only took a moment to sort her into Gryffindor, Harrys heart fluttered lightly at hearing her being sorted into Gryffindor, he hoped even more that he would be sorted there too.
That Draco Malfoy was next, he placed the hat only slightly on his head and the hat instantly bellowed Slytherin. Draco sniffed proudly and strode to the Slytherin table, sitting next his fellow first years, a few pats on the back from other year levels were awarded to him.
Ron soon was sitting with the hat on his head, his eyes squished shut, Harry knew that he was desperately praying for Gryffindor too, his whole family was in Gryffindor. The hat same as Hermione did not take long for it to bellow Gryffindor. Ron beamed and rushed to the table, sitting next to other first years who had already been sorted. His twin brothers rushed over and attacked him with head rubs and congratulatory punches. Harry was now desperate to join his friends.
Harrys turn soon arrived, for some reason he was placed at the last of the line, this reason was unknown to him, but the Great Hall became absolutely silent when Professor McGonagall called out his name.
"Harry Potter!" She called.
Harry now greatly nervous and slightly embarrassed forgot to step forward.
"Come along dear." McGonagall encouraged. Harry nodded his head, took a deep breathe and sat on the chair, he placed the hat on his head.
"Uhh this is interesting." The hat spoke, he nearly flinched, he had not expected for the hat to speak to him.
"You would do quite well in Slytherin." The hat spoke again. Harrys heart dropped. "Not Slytherin!" He whispered.
"Not Slytherin you say?"
The hat didn't say anything more, and Harry just kept on murmuring not Slytherin, he wanted to make his uncles proud, his dad proud, he wanted to be with his friends. Eventually the hat called out.
"Gryffindor!"
Harry sighed with relief and took the hat off his head; he gave it to McGonagall and rushed over to the Gryffindor table which was cheering aggressively. Ron moved over squishing a girl who did not mind and Harry plopped down beside him. There was many claps on his back and people congratulating him, Harry just kept on smiling with utter relief.
Dumbledore who he only ever met once before when he was a toddler stood to the owl lectern where he raised his hand to quiet down those hurriedly murmuring. Harry watched as Dumbledore gave his speech, the man spoke with a calm yet bewitching manner, everyone was engrossed in what he was saying. Eventually he finished, a small twinkle in his eye as he gave a once over the first years, his eyes stopped for a little moment as he caught Harrys eye.
"Now remember, no one is to enter the forbidden forest…" He paused and gave a little look to the Weasley Twins, which Harry had heard much of their shenanigans at Hogwarts, "and avoid the third-floor corridor if you could." He smiled lightly. "Now I think that's enough from me, lets eat!"
The food quickly appeared with his words and Harry looked amazingly at all the food on the table. In his excitement he completely piled his plate with food and instantly dug in. The food was amazing but a sudden pang in his chest reminded him that this food would never be as good as Remus's home cooking.
"Harry, we made it!" Hermione said, politely moving someone over so she could sit in front of him. Harry with his mouth full only nodded, he quickly swallowed and smiled at Hermione.
"Yeah we did it Hermione!" They both laughed and continued eating, Ron just looked at both of them quizzically but made no comment.
"Ron are you happy to be in Gryffindor?" Hermione asked, just a tad bit awkwardly.
Ron too had a mouth full of food, but he had no regards about talking with his mouth full.
"Ye, I al'way want'd to be in Gryffin'or." He said, spitting food. Hermione cringed a little bit but just shook her head with mild disgust.
Harry chuckled. "Sorry he grew up with too many brothers."
Ron just looked to him and gave him a glare but gave Hermione an apologetic look.
"Sorry Hermione."
Hermione just giggled a little. "It's okay, so have you and Harry known each other for a long time then?" She asked, slowly eating her food with small mouthfuls.
Ron swallowed his food. "Oh yeah, we've known each other since we were like two! His uncles and my parents fought in the war together." Ron said, proudly puffing out his chest slightly.
"Oh, wow I didn't know that." Hermione said a new look in her eyes as she looked at Ron.
Harry knew little bits about the war, Remus had allowed him to read small things about the war and once or twice Sirius would tell him a few stories about it. But mostly everyone liked to avoid the topic of the war, it wasn't a time of great happiness and the war had ended at the sacrifice of his parents and many others.
Hermione seeming to notice Harrys uncomfortableness and she changed the topic, to Harrys utter gratefulness.
"So, Harry you know any magic then?"
Harry paused to think. "I know the basics I suppose, my uncle took great pains to educate me, but I've never performed any before."
"Is your uncle a teacher?" Hermione asked, now more excited to be on the topic of learning and education.
"Nah he isn't, but he used to tutor a lot of kids whilst at Hogwarts, my uncle Sirius reckons he should become a professor here." Harry laughed lightly, remembering all the teasing Sirius would give Remus about his strong ability to teach.
"Still that's pretty cool that you got to learn about magic whilst growing up." Hermione said, her eyes alight with happiness. Harry noticed that she really didn't speak to others, she seemed to really be having trouble making friends with the other first years.
"Yeah I suppose, but he taught me muggle stuff too."
Hermione's eyes widened with surprise, "he did?"
"Oh yeah, I've read The Hobbit, I brought The Lord of The Rings as well."
"Wow that's cool, I've never read them before, do you mind if I borrow them?"
"Of course." Harry nodded, happy to be able to share at least something that he liked to do in his spare time with someone else, Ron really was his only friend his age and he wouldn't dare to touch a book.
Ron watched the conversation closely, realising that it was coming to an end he took Harry's attention.
"Oi Harry I hear a new broom is going to be released soon."
This instantly caught Harrys attention, one thing Ron and he definitely had in common was Quidditch. Hermione just listened with mild interest, being a muggle, she knew nothing about Quidditch, but Harry had a suspicion she would go find a book about it as soon as she had a moment too.
Harry, Ron and Hermione spent the rest of the feast getting to know each other more and talking about things that interested them. Harry was pleased to see that Ron was warming up to Hermione much more than before.
Harry finished eating and sat back a little, lazily looking around the hall. He briefly caught the eye of Malfoy and decided to give him a friendly smile, Malfoy not knowing how to respond just looked away, a slight blush splotching his pale cheeks. Harry smirked a little at this and moved his eyes over where the teachers were eating.
There was a Professor with long greasy hair and a large nose, Harry instantly identified him as Professor Snape who he had also heard about from Sirius and Remus. Snape went to school with Sirius and Remus, Sirius always had a scowl on his face whenever the mentioning of Snape popped up in conversation, Remus had to remind Harry that he had to show respect for Snape, after all he would be Harry's Professor. Harry moved his eyes over to a weird looking man with a large turban wrapped around his head. The Professor who he did not know seemed to feel eyes on him and looked to Harry, Harry instantly felt pain flare up in the spot where his scar was, he looked away and hissed.
"Harry you right?" Ron asked, pausing his conversation with Hermione.
"Yeah my scar just hurt a bit there."
"Oh really, that's never happened to you before has it?" Ron worriedly said.
"No, it hasn't, maybe it's just all the excitement of the day."
Ron didn't seem convinced by this but he dropped it, he knew Harry didn't like talking about his scar.
Soon more and more people were finishing their food and the tables were becoming emptier. Two students wearing Head Boy and Head Girl badges stood up and got the first years attentions.
"Okay all first years we'll lead the way to the dormitories, please follow in an orderly fashion!"
All the first years quickly clambered out of their seat and began to follow the two Heads of Houses. Ron, Harry and Hermione walked with each other, not speaking and just absorbing the castle. Each wall was covered with portraits of wizards and witches, each portrait moved and waved at those pasting. Harry wanted to stop and talk to some of them, but knew that if he did, he would get left behind and become impossibly lost.
Soon they came to some steps and climbed up, "This is Gryffindor Tower where you all will be for the next seven years of school." The Headgirl spoke. They climbed up slowly, there was a lot of people going up the stairs and Harry was instantly afraid of tripping.
Finally, they stopped outside a painting of a very large lady.
"Oh, welcome welcome first years." The lady beamed.
"Yes hello… Caput Draconis." Spoke the Headboy and the portrait swung open.
The hole was just big enough for one person to go through at a time. The wait was long but soon enough everyone was in what was called the Common Room.
"Okay girls you are up the stairs on the right and boys you are up the stairs on the left. Lets start settling in for the night please!"
Everyone split off to their respective dormitories, Harry and Ron waved goodbye to Hermione and hurried up the stairs with the other boys.
Harry soon found his bed with his trunk at the end of it. With a groan he flopped onto his bed, he had spent too much of the day sitting around.
"We're finally here Harry." Ron said, his bed was next to his.
"Finally." Harry replied back.
The rest of the night was spent making introductions to the other first years boys. Seamus Finnigan, Neville Longbottom, Dean Tomas. They were all nice and Harry laughed with Neville when he showed him his toad.
The night soon came to a rest and everyone climbed into their beds. Harry was exhausted and feeling very full from the feast. He slept dreaming of long hallways, moving staircases and Remus's homemade dinner. He awoke feel well rested and excited for first day of classes.
Harry jumped out of bed and quickly changed into his uniform, he looked down too his watch and realised it was only six in the morning, that would explain why no one had woken up yet. Harry decided that he would poke around the common room whilst he waited for Ron to wake up. He slowly went down the stairs, trying to make as little noise as possible.
He liked the common room he decided. The chairs by the fire were very inviting and the tall large windows had enough room to sit on the ledges which seemed like a perfect spot to curl up with a book. Harry sat down on one of the couches, watching the fire and began thinking of Sirius and Remus, an ache spread through his chest again. He really missed his uncles.
Harry perked up when he heard footsteps coming from the stairs and was a little surprised to find it was Hermione. Hermione smiled at the sight of Harry and she strolled over to him, her arms full of books.
"You excited for our first day!" She said, beaming.
"Yep I hope we have good classes for our first day." Harry nodded, smiling back infected by Hermione's smile.
"Hmm hopefully." She nodded her head. She plopped the books down on a table and sat down next to Harry.
"What's all the books for?" Harry asked.
"Oh, just some light reading I was going to do but then I saw you." She said offhandedly.
Harry barked out a laugh. "Light reading? That's more like reading a library."
At that moment, Ron bounded down the stairs still trying to tie his necktie and his hair looking almost like a birds nest but on fire.
"Hey Ron." Harry chirped up, getting up from the couch and going to greet his friend.
"Hey what you guys doing?" Ron squinted suspiciously.
Harry laughed at Rons stupidity, "just talking jeez, what you all happy for? You're never happy in the mornings."
Ron smiled again at Harry mentioning this.
"Just excited about lessons that's all."
Harry rolled his eyes, really doubting that this was the real reason for his excitement, but he didn't push Ron further and just let it go.
Soon others started making their way down the stairs, dressed and yawning. The trio decided that they would start heading for breakfast. They took their times this time walking to the Great Hall, stopping every now and then to talk to a portrait that had an interesting person in it. They finally made it to the moving staircases, it was a bit nerve racking going down the stairs and hoping they wouldn't move at the last minute, but they all made it off the stairs in once piece.
The smell of food wafting from the doors sped up their pace. They entered the hall with their stomachs rumbling and their mouths watering. Harry surveyed the other tables, it was still quite early in the morning so only a small amount of students currently occupied the hall. Harry noticed a familiar mop of platinum blond and had a small desire to go over to the Slytherin table and say hi to Malfoy.
A voice in his head said just go for it, Harry smirked, yeah why not just go over and say hi to Malfoy?
He turned to Ron, "hey I'm just going to say hi to Malfoy I'll be right back."
Ron gave Harry a surprised look but said nothing against it, so Harry started his way towards the Slytherin table. Some noticed that he was on his way and started murmuring with each other, Malfoy seemed engrossed in something and he had not yet noticed. Harry feeling brave casually plopped himself next to Malfoy.
"Morning Malfoy." Harry said, plopping his elbows on the table and leaning his chin on his palm, giving Malfoy an innocent look.
Malfoy turned to Harry and dropped the spoon that was hanging from his mouth into his bowl of cereal, a small droplet of milk landed on his glasses.
"Potter?!" Malfoy exclaimed, Harry removed his glasses and gently wiped the lens with the end of his robe.
"Hmm yes I think that is my name, although you can just call me Harry."
"Potter… Harry… what are you doing here?" Malfoy hissed quietly; he ducked his head down slightly trying to hide from the now shocked eyes watching them.
"Merlin are you embarrassed to be seen by me?" Harry laughed. He wasn't sure why but the thought of someone being embarrassed to be seen with him was the funniest thing he had thought about in a long time.
"No, its just…" Malfoy didn't know how to finish what he was going to say.
Harry softened.
"Sorry I can go if you would like, I just wanted to say hi really."
He began to get up, but Malfoys hand shot up and grabbed his sleeve. Harry looked down to the pale hand with surprise, Malfoy quickly retreated it.
"No, it's just I'm surprised is all, you can stay and eat if you would like." Malfoy seemed to have gathered himself some more and he sat up straighter, brushing down his clothes with the decorum of a snobbish person.
"Well Malfoy… or can I call you Draco?" Harry asked, a small smile curving his lips. He took Draco's invitation and began to butter some toast which was somehow still warm.
"Well if I'm to call you Harry, I suppose you can call me Draco."
"How was your sleep Draco?" Harry asked, spreading some marmalade onto his toast, Draco watched on, avoiding looking at Harrys face.
"It was alright, I had mother send me my silk sheets from home, I am not going to below myself by sleeping on those cotton abominations." Draco sniffed, carefully plopping a spoon of cereal into his mouth.
Harry rolled his eyes at this, but he found Draco amusing so he didn't comment on his snobbish behaviour.
"Enjoy the feast last night then?" Harry said, biting into his toast.
Draco looked away.
"Yeah it was alright I suppose, although I wished that Dumbledore didn't have to drone on so much."
Harrys eyes knitted together. "What do you mean?"
"It's just boring tiss all." Draco waved his spoon around, and Harry shrugged, he didn't find Dumbledore boring at all.
More and more people started to fill the hall and Harry began to feel more and more eyes on them.
Harry popped the last of toast into his mouth and got up, wiping the crumbs away.
"Well thanks for the nice chat Draco, see you in class." He smiled and left, not letting Draco answer him. He went back to Ron and Hermione who had the most perplexed looks on their faces.
"Uh what was that about?" Ron asked and Hermione nodded.
"I was just saying hi that's all, I think he's my friend now." Harry shrugged, he sat down next to Ron and put some more toast onto his plate.
"Just be careful of that one will you mate." Ron glared, going back to his food.
Harry just nodded his head, not knowing how to reply to him.
Once all the Gryffindor first years had arrived at the hall, Professor McGonagall swept through and handed out their timetables. They all looked down excitedly to their timetables, their first classes for the today would realistically determine the mood for the first day.
First up was Herbology with Hufflepuff then Charms with Ravenclaw, after lunch they had History of Magic once again with Ravenclaw. Overall Harry thought this was a pretty good schedule for the first day of lessons. Harry looked up to find Ron frowning.
"What's up Ron?" Harry asked.
"Nothing its just we have potions with Slytherin." He complained.
"So, what's wrong with that?"
"I heard from my brothers that Professor Snape always favours the Slytherins over other houses."
"Oh that sucks, well we'll just have to deal with it won't we." He nudged him with his shoulder, hoping to cheer him up.
"Yeah I guess." Ron sighed. Harry smiled, Ron really like to complain a lot, but Harry couldn't have asked for a better best friend.
"Oh, I'm excited for charms!" Hermione spoke, she was finished with her breakfast and standing up dusting off her robes.
"Charms is with that little teacher isn't it?" Ron asked, following Hermione and getting up. Harry shoved the last of his toast in his mouth and got up too.
"His name is Professor Flitwick Ron." Hermione rolled her eyes and linked her arm with Harry. "Come Harry we've got to get out books for this morning lesson, and with that she started to drag Harry along, Ron quickly followed pursuit.
"Oi wait up, we don't need our books we've got Herbology first up don't we?" Ron said, feeling slightly output.
"Oh." Hermione said, blushing lightly and slowing down. Harry not wanting anyone to fight turned to Ron.
"Why don't we go back to the tower to just get our books in order than we can make our way to the greenhouses?"
Hermione looked at Harry thankfully and the three made their way back to Gryffindor tower. After sorting out their books, Harry took out the map they were given along with their timetables and tracked the way that they would need to take to get to the greenhouses. Hermione however ended up leading most of the way, she had an excellent memory that applied to much more than reading.
They made it the greenhouses with fifteen minutes to spare, they weren't the only students that had arrived early and the group mingled with others, introducing each other and just awkwardly holding small talk.
Herbology wasn't too overwhelming for Harry, it mostly reminded him of his times helping Remus with the greenhouse that they had in the back garden. Remus used the greenhouse to grow many potion ingredients, most he said he gave to a friend who was an avid potions researcher.
Harry and Hermione held a conversation about the class that they had whilst they made their way back to the tower to pick up their charms books, Harry suddenly realised why some already had their charms books with them at Herbology, it was going to take ages to get back to the Charms class.
Eventually the three had to half run to class, they got stuck on the stairs on the way, this particular stair lead to the third floor corridor and Harry was tempted to open the door and explore, but Hermione reminded him that Dumbledore had warned against it. Harry listened to Hermione but gave that special look to Ron that said they would explore it later, Ron quickly nodded.
They all rushed into Charms out of breathe. Professor Flitwick who was standing on a tall pile of books gave them an appraising look but said nothing, letting them bustle into their sits before he continued his introduction to the class.
"Okay class as I was saying, today we are just going to do some theory work for the levitating charm, then next lesson we can begin to do some practicing. Does anyone know what Latin is used for the levitating charm?" Professor Flitwick surveyed the room and smiled at Hermione who was the only one that had her hand up.
"Miss Granger is it not?" Hermione nodded and said, "The charm is Wingardium Leviosa."
Professor Flitwick smiled, "Correct five points to Gryffindor, okay everyone turn to page ten and do the reading on the charm, once you have completed that I would like you to practice the wording and the wand movements for the charm, try not to aim at anything whilst doing this please."
Professor Flitwick then gracefully jumped down from the pile of books he was standing on and circled around the room, making small comments to students and helping any others that had any questions. Harry found the page and read on the charm, finding it mildly interesting. He had read charms books before and already knew about most basic charms, he was going to answer the question Flitwick had asked, but Hermione's arm shot in the air quicker than lightning besides he wanted Hermione to have her moment.
The lesson ended quickly and then it was time for lunch. Harry was soon getting sore feet from all the walking that Hogwarts entailed. They all slowly made their way back to Gryffindor tower, Ron and Harry trudged up to their dorm and flopped exhaustedly onto their beds.
"Argh I'm suddenly realising how unfit I am." Harry grumbled, he didn't know if he could leave his bed.
"You don't say." Ron grumbled back, he seemed even more exhausted than Harry.
"Come Hermione's probably waiting for us in the common room." Harry got up and packed his books for their last lesson of the day, which was History of Magic, he didn't want to have to come back up here after lunch.
"You know Harry Hermione ain't half bad." Ron said as he too packed his satchel.
"See told you she would be alright." Harry said, happy that Ron was starting to like Hermione.
"Yeah." Ron said not saying anything more.
The boys left the dorm and greeted Hermione who was sitting reading her History of Magic textbook by the fire.
"All ready to go Hermione?" Harry said, crossing the satchel strap across his chest. Hermione looked up and slammed the book shut and quickly shoving it into her satchel.
"Yep all ready!" She said, giving both the boys a wide smile.
They made their way to the Great Hall, stomachs once again rumbling with hunger. Harry wandered his eyes over to the Slytherin table to find Draco, which he did, however the table was pretty full and Harry wasn't stupid enough to go wander over to a table full of Slytherins. The trio all sat together and began piling their plates with lunch.
Harry and Ron were very quickly shoving their faces with food, whilst Hermione ate with grace and manners. Harry felt sorry for Hermione having to stick with their horrible eating habits, and surprisingly a girl from his year sat next to Hermione and began talking to her. Harry desperately tried to remember what her name was but it wasn't coming to mind, he would have to ask Hermione later.
Once Harry had finished stuffing his mouth he took more attention of his surroundings, his eyes wandered over to the Professors table and he once again met eyes with who he now knew was Professor Quirrell, however once he made eye contact with him his scar flashed with pain again and Harry looked away. Confused Harry rubbed his scar, it was so unusual for it to hurt and it was even more unusual that it hurt both times when it was making eye contact with Professor Quirrell, he really hoped it wasn't some sort of weird warning.
He would write to Sirius and Remus about it he decided, they would know what to do.
With lunch being over and still twenty minutes to spare before class, Harry and Ron decided that they wanted to explore around a bit, Hermione begrudgingly agreed. Harry once again took out his map and they wandered around for a bit, when they suddenly ran into the Weasley twins.
"Oi what you guys doing?" Fred said, a smirk dancing on his lips.
"Just exploring around." Ron said defiantly.
"Hmm are we now?" George joked.
"Well what are you two doing then?" Ron said, lifting his chin to make himself look taller.
"Going to lunch little shit." Fred snickered, he rubbed his brothers hair and began to walk away, George giving him a soft punch on the arm in passing.
"Argh I hate my brothers." Ron grumbled, rubbing his arm.
"They're just teasing you Ron." Harry said, smiling. He liked the Weasley twins, they were always a good laugh to be around.
"Your brothers seemed kinda mean." Hermione said, walking alongside Harry. Harry cringed internally; Ron always got touchy with people if they said anything bad about his siblings.
"Nah they're just bullies." Ron chuckled, Harry widened his eyes at Ron, he had expected for Ron to lose his temper with Hermione.
"Well that's siblings I suppose." Hermione joked.
Harry turned to her. "You have siblings?" Harry asked, he had never heard her mention any siblings.
"No, I don't, but I have a lot of older cousins which is close enough." She said, smiling wistfully.
Harry nodded, the only other family he had known was the Weasleys, and they were pretty much his cousins.
The trio wandered around for a little longer, Harry interested in ever nook and cranny hoping to find some sort of secret passage or room. Eventually Hermione started to get anxious, constantly looking down to her clock and sending the boys looks of minor panic and exasperation.
Harry deciding that he would stop torturing Hermione closed his map and turned to Hermione.
"About time we go I think." He said, sending her an apologetic smile. Hermione finally looked relieved with this and she enthusiastically nodded her head.
"Oh yes please, if we don't hurry we're going to be late."
Ron rolled his eyes but refrained from saying anything.
The trio quickened their pace and made way to the History of Magic classroom. Harry was slightly interested in the class, but only because he had heard that the class was taught by a ghost, which was the most peculiar thing that Harry had heard of in a long time.
Finally, they all made it to the class, slightly out of breathe and with a minute to go before the bell. They straightened themselves up slightly before walking into the classroom like they hadn't just half ran to make it on time. They all chose seats at the back where Harry was determined to do zero listening and perhaps some napping, Ron seemed to be on the same page.
Hermione instantly took out her books and shut out the two boys, she was in what Harry and Ron had dubbed "learning mode" and no one could interrupt Hermione Granger when she turned that mode on. The Professor, who indeed was a ghost, floated around the front of the classroom and began droning on about things that Harry instantly found boring.
Harry sighed and nestled his head in his arms on the table, the boring yet lulling voice of the ghostly Professor soon made Harry drift into sleep. Harry groaned and shoved off the hand that was rudely shaking him.
"Harry." Ron said, shaking him harder.
"Ger' off." Harry mumbled; he could hear Hermione rolling her eyes. Harry finally sat up, rubbing the heaviness away from his eyes.
"Fall asleep, did I?" Harry yawned.
"Yeah mate, snoring and everything, it was a right laugh." Ron snickered, gathering his books and shoving them into his bag.
"You could have woken me up you know." Harry grumbled; he didn't like that others were laughing at him.
"Don't worry Harry, he's just messing with you, only he was laughing at you." Hermione reassured him, Harry glared at Ron and instantly got up.
Ron laughed nervously, "hey now are you forgetting that I'm your bestest friend in the world and that you love me."
"Hmm I remember, but I also recall a little something about you laughing at my snoring." Harry said, a small smirk playing on his lips as he stepped closer to Ron.
"What me laugh at you? Pfft I would never." Ron murmured nervously, desperately looking for an escape.
"Oh I'm sorry Ron but I think someone needs a little lesson taught to them."
And soon the classroom became an obstacle course, with Harry laughing manically chasing after Ron and Ron laughing at Harry for not being able to catch him, soon Harry managed to catch the end of Ron's robe and the two boys fell onto the floor in fits of laughter. Hermione came to survey the situation, seeing that no one was hurt she relaxed and a large smile grew on her face.
"You guys are weird." She said, laughing lightly.
"Well Hermione I guess you're stuck with weird." Ron chuckled, getting up from the floor, reaching down and helping Harry up too.
"Yeah I guess I am." Hermione didn't stop smiling.