Chapter 11

1 September 1991

Platform 9 ¾

10:00

Harry: Ok; so you know now what to do in case of an emergency and how to get in contact with me, and you know where to go if you need anything else.

Jack/Sparky: Yes dad.

Harry: No need to be snarky about it. I'm just making sure you two are taken care of while I HAVE to be here at this joke farm.

Jack: We know and we are sorry dad, it's just that you have made sure after us for the past half hour. We will be safe behind the wards at the Estate, and Chief Ragnarok himself has offered to send us tutors and to keep us busy while you are here. So PLEASE stop petting us and rather enjoy your time away, make mischief and be a YOUNG kid for a while. It is after all what we agreed on.

Jack spoke freely, not caring if somebody could hear him, since they were inside a sound bubble.

Sparky stood tall next to her brother and just nodded her head at everything he said.

Jack: Besides we have enough on our plates as it is to keep us busy over the year until Christmas holidays when you come home.

Harry just nodded his head and cancelled the sound bubble around them.

VOICE: You are not allowed to do magic here, it says so in the rules!

Harry: Which rules would that be? You see I am an emancipated minor and a Lord of an Most Noble and Most Ancient House. The "RULES" do not apply to me. Besides, it is rude to just walk up to somebody and admonish them without even knowing their names or titles young miss!

Harry spoke in as a friendly voice as he could while taking the bushy head girl in front of him to task. She was as it stood already an outcast by the looks the other kids where giving her.

Hermione: How silly is that? You are barely 11 years old and already a LORD as you put it. This place is just getting creepier every moment. There is no way an 11 year old kid would even be allowed to own a house or a car in the muggle world. Anyway, I am Hermione Granger. Who are you?

Harry: I have a very long title, so we will just shorten it down to Harry Potter for now.

Hermione: Harry Potter! I have read all about you! The famous Boy Who Lived.

That was it for Harry. How dare this girl just assume who he was and what he was all about?

Harry: So you READ all about me in some fairy tale books and now you assume to know all about who I am? Let me give you some advice for free Miss Granger. NEVER ASSUME TO KNOW ANYBODY FROM ONLY READING SOMETHING FROM A BOOK! IT COULD COST YOU MORE THAN JUST POPULARITY.

Harry spoke with his formal voice which carried over the mostly silent crowd. A hush fell over the rest of the people who were witnessing the girl get her BOOK SMARTS broken down by a "FAMOUS" boy.

Hermione: There is no need to be so full of yourself you know. I was merely telling you that I have read books about you and that I know SOME things.

Harry: You know NOTHING. Those books are blatant lies written by money hungry morons who have no clue as to who I really am or where I really was during my childhood. Now I am only going to tell you this one more time. NEVER ASSUME TO KNOW ANYBODY FROM ONLY READING SOMETHING FROM A BOOK! IT COULD COST YOU MORE THAN JUST POPULARITY. It could cost you your life!

Hermione: Are you threatening me?

Harry: Miss Granger, if I were to threaten you, you would know about it. If you are too stubborn to differentiate between being given a bit of ADVICE and a THREAT, then I truly feel sorry for you, for you have been lied to about the rules of the wizarding world. You are at a grave disadvantage here. So here is some more FREE ADVICE. Take your clearly obsessive love for books and go study the difference between wizarding culture and that of non-wizarding culture. IT WILL SAVE YOUR LIFE ONE DAY!

Hermione just stood there with her mouth slightly open in shock about the way this BOY just spoke to her. Professor McGonagall never told her any of this. If her parents were to find out even half of what Harry just told her, they would pull her from Hogwarts so fast, her head would spin.

Harry just shook his head at her in clear annoyance and walked away with the people he was standing with when she interrupted them earlier.

Jack: I feel sorry for that one. She is so blinded by her faith in her books that she will not make it even in her own society without some major interference from somebody who could get her to THINK for herself instead of just barfing words from a book under her arm.

Harry: Agreed. I just hope I do not have to sit class with her. If it so happens, I will quit that class and entertain myself elsewhere.

Sparky: You could always search for Slytherin's Chamber and see if his Basilisk is still alive. She at least would and could offer you some needed information about the school and what has become of it since the founder's time.

Harry: That is actually quit a good idea. Thanx Sparky, I have almost forgotten all about those things… in actual fact, I could look for the chamber of Ravenclaw as well. I imagine she has some pretty awesome books just waiting for me to read in there.

Jack: Bookworm much?

Before Harry could respond to the accusation of being a bookworm; the whistle of the train blew to let the students know they had 10 minutes to board the train before it left.

Harry: Well this is it, I will miss you two very much and I will try to communicate at least three times during the week and anytime during the weekends. So be good and do your best at your studies. I will let you know tonight where I was sorted and how it went.

Jack/Sparky: Okey, have fun!

The two said as they laughed together and waved Harry off as he eventually found an empty compartment and opened the window to wave goodbye to them from it.

Jack: Remember to have fun and learn as much as you can about uncle Sly and aunty Rave. And don't take crap from anybody!

Harry just smiled at his son giving him advice and his hyper Elf jumping up and down while waving her arms back and forth. They made quite the sight for blackmail and pranks. But that is why he loved them. They were themselves and original. They did not care what others thought of their love for their family, be it in public or in private.

The train began to move and they slowly faded from view. Harry's heart already ached for their presence and so he opened his trunk and looked for something to do.

This was either going to be a very long and boring train ride or something was going to happen to make it epic.

Harry: Let the fun begin…