Aaron Burr, Sir

Alexander stood on the platform of Kings Cross Station with a large luggage propped between his legs. He hadn't bothered getting a cart because then he would have to get someone to return it, and there was no use of that because no one was with him.

Luckily, he was right on time, despite having to work this morning to satisfy the baker's wife, who, despite wanting Alex out of the house, enjoyed when she could force him to do work.

The train whistle signaled five minutes, as Alex could tell from the clock on the wall. The platform was crowded and bustling, but no one noticed the short little boy standing in the corner.

He watched people pass intently, excited to board the train, although not just yet. There were kids of all ages, of course most them older than him, but that didn't phase him. A challenge would be good for him. Alex hadn't had any access to books or education since he was eight, before he and his mother had fallen ill. He craved knowledge, and companionship, something he had been lacking for the last few years.

Alex stared as young witches and wizards hugged their families goodbye, briefly wondering what his mother would say if she were here with him. Alex shook his head, trying to dismiss the topic. There was no use being sentimental. A sad demeanor was not one which would be good for making friends, after all.

The two minute whistle sounded, and Alex thought it best to hurry onto the train before it got too crowded. Pushing through the crowd, he managed to drag his large luggage up into the compartment with minor difficulty, and then push it into the first available compartment he found.

It just so happened that the compartment was technically already occupied. A young boy looked up Alex entered. Cautious but polite, the boy smiled slightly, showing bright white teeth that shone against his dark chocolate skin.

Alex grinned back, excited to make friends, and the other boy looked surprised at his eagerness.

"Hello!" Alex beamed, pushing his luggage under his seat (it really would take too long to put it up over the seat, after all), and plopped down across from the other boy.

"Are you Aaron Burr?"

If possible, the boy looked even more surprised and a little scared as Alex stuck his hand out to shake.

Collecting himself but still looking suspicious, Aaron shook Alex's hand briefly. "How did you know?"

"Your luggage has your name," Alex said, both proud and slightly embarrassed about his quick eyesight in spotting the gold writing on the dark suitcase propped above Aaron's head. "I was right, wasn't I?" Of course he knew he was, but he smiled nicely anyway, knowing that jokes were good for making friends.

Aaron smiled. "Depends who's asking?"

"I'm Alexander Hamilton," Alex offered, his excited beam returning as he bounced up and down in his seat. Aaron raised an eyebrow and Alex stopped.

"So what house do you want to be in?" The young boy asked, unsure what else to say.

Aaron narrowed his eyes. "...Wha-?"

"I mean, I think Gryffindor sounds the coolest, but that may be a bias, y'know?" Alex rushed on. "I read this book about the houses, and Gryffindor sounds the most exciting, although I guess Slytherin or Ravenclaw are alright too. Hufflepuff doesn't seem like a house where you can amount to anything, really, but maybe that's just the author's bias, again, since I'm pretty sure the guy was a Gryffindor-"

"You talk a lot," Aaron told him suddenly, and Alex broke off with an uncomfortable laugh.

"Right, sorry." Pause. "So… did your parents go to Hogwarts?"

Aaron looked uncomfortable, and Alex felt his stomach sinking. His plan for friends was going horribly.

"My mum did, but my dad didn't." Aaron stopped and looked uncomfortable before clearing his throat. "They both wanted me to go, though, before… they died."

"You're an orphan?" This peaked Alex's interest and he sat up straighter, but lowered his voice at Aaron's shocked face. "I mean, I'm an orphan, too! I'm really excited for Hogwarts, even though my dad was the wizard in the family, and he left when I was a baby."

"That's… interesting?" Aaron offered, and Alex nodded.

Alex kept talking, saying, "Along with the Hogwarts book, I also read about different wizarding jobs, and I feel like aurors are the coolest! That's what I wanna be when I grow up, actually." His eyes shone, and Aaron stared. "They get to defend the whole Wizarding World against the bad guys with all their awesome spells, and I wanna prove myself to be cool like them." There was a short pause as both Alex and Aaron contemplated this. The last warning train whistle sounded, and then Aaron spoke.

"If your dad left, how do you know so much about the wizarding world?" he asked in confusion.

"I read. A lot," Alex responded. "In fact," Aaron's eyebrows shot up when he realized Alex still had more to say. "When I was reading in Diagon Alley - that's what it's called, right? - this boy made fun of me for reading so much." Alex's expression turned sour. "He told me I must be stupid for reading baby books, and I told him I'm not stupid." He looked at Aaron, who for once looked genuinely interested, despite trying to keep a calm facade. Alex perked up, and said, "And then I punched him."

"Punched him?" Aaron yelped. "Why would you do that?"

Alex frowned. That wasn't the response he'd been hoping for. "I didn't punch him that hard," he insisted. "Just brushed his cheek a little." He rubbed his own face thoughtfully, and Aaron gave an incredulous laugh.

"Do you want a Chocolate Frog?" he offered, and reached out his hand. "Careful, they jump." As Alex began eating, Aaron cocked his head to the side. "Alex… can I give you some advice?" The boy asked. Alex nodded eagerly. He wasn't sure, but he thought advice meant friendship. And in order to be successful, he was pretty sure he needed to have friends.

Aaron paused as the train whistled and suddenly started chugging forward. People could be heard out in the corridor, yelling good-bye to loved ones on the platform.

"Talk less," Aaron finally said. Alex's smile fell. "Smile more," Aaron reminded, offering his own bright beam.

"...Are you kidding?" Alex laughed lightly, confused.

"You wanna be successful, right?" Alex nodded. "You can't just say whatever pops in your head."

Alex raised his eyebrows, for once unsure what to say.

"Hello!"

Before either boy could say anything else, a boy with tan, freckled skin and cropped wavy hair burst into the compartment, with two boys slightly behind them. Alex thought he heard Aaron sigh at the sight, but he was too busy looking at the boys who had walked in.

All three had their own luggages and looked about Alex's age. The first boy even had a small frog sitting on his shoulder - which made Alex want to laugh - and a boy behind him had a cat resting in his arm.

"Guys, it's Aaron Burr!" The first boy told his friends, a laughing lilt to his voice.

Aaron rolled his eyes but said nothing. "Hey, John."

"How's your uncle doing as assistant to the Minister?" One of the boys behind John asked, almost teasingly. He had smooth dark skin like Aaron, but a stockier and taller build. Even at eleven, he looked like he could beat short, extremely thin Alex to a pulp. Ironically, he was the one holding the kitten.

"Think you'll be as famous as him one day?" John asked with a raised eyebrow and a small smirk.

Aaron sighed softly, and Alex wondered why he didn't rise to his own defense. The boys didn't seem like they were being mean, but Alex though Aaron should say something if he didn't like it.

"Yeah, you never answered what house you wanted to be in!" Alex put in suddenly, deciding to ignore Aaron's advice to keep quiet. He couldn't help it- he wanted to be a part of everything, and he liked being a part of it.

Aaron narrowed his eyes at Alex, looking annoyed that he was interfering, but still didn't respond.

The first boy, John, turned to Alex as if just noticing him. He beamed at the sight of Alex, and Alex grinned back.

"I'm John Laurens," the boy said with a lopsided grin, sticking out his hand. Alex shook it from his seat, but could not stand up. The train was moving and the compartment - made for four people in cramped areas- was currently barely holding five.

"Alex Hamilton."

John smiled and gestured to the boys behind. "This is -"

"Lafayette," one of the boys said. His curly hair was pulled back to reveal bright eyes and a wide smile, although he was currently looking at Alex with a slight warning.

"Just Lafayette." Lafayette emphasized, John smirked as if it was an inside joke, and Alex suddenly had the urge to be a part of their inside jokes.

"And I'm Hercules Mulligan," the tall boy with the cat had a surprisingly warm voice. "Call me Herc, Hercules, Mulligan… I'm not picky like Laf here."

The three boys laughed as Hercules punched Lafayette in the shoulder and Alex smiled widely, immediately liking them all.

"Can we sit here?" John asked Alex, seemingly ignoring Aaron now. "We barely got on the train in time since Herc was flirting with the ticket girl."

Hercules shrugged. "She was hot."

"Of course you can sit here!" Hamilton said eagerly, but then glanced at Aaron, who didn't look very happy. "I mean, Aaron, what do you think? It's kinda cramped-"

"I'll go." Aaron stood up suddenly, making John take a step backwards into Lafayette. Hamilton opened his mouth hesitantly. He didn't mind if Aaron left, but he didn't want to be making an enemy his first day either.

Aaron was already getting his bag. "It's fine, I'll just, uh, find someplace else."

With that, he pushed his way out of the compartment. John and Hercules plopped down across from Alex as Lafayette sat next to him. Alex smiled brightly at the boys, who smiled back. John opened his mouth to speak.

"So, I heard you talking about your favorite Hogwarts House?"

Hey! The story is coming along pretty well (currently writing chapter 4, Schuyler Sisters, but My Shot will probably be posted next week)!

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Hetalian (guest): Aw, I'm so glad you're excited about this story. As an avid fan of both Hamilton and Harry Potter, I thought it'd be great to put them together! I hope you enjoy the rest of the movies (the books are awesome too, btw!) and enjoy this story! :) Also, I'm a Gryffindor, but I used to be a Ravenclaw too!

~ verydazzlingmuggle