Harry saw the rest of the students get sorted. His brother Ron had also gotten sorted into the Gryffindor House. The girl he met on the train, Hermione, had also been sorted into the Gryffindor House. When everyone was sorted into houses, the Great Hall became silent once again. An old man, with a long white silvery beard stood up and approached the podium.

"Hello, and welcome to your first day at Hogwarts. I have a few announcements to make before we begin," announced the old man. "First my name is Headmaster Dumbledore. You all can call me Headmaster or Dumbledore, or both." A lot of people chuckled when he said that.

"I would also like to say that the Forbidden Forest, as suggested by the name, is forbidden for all students." continued Dumbledore," Also one of the corridors on the third floor is forbidden to all students. Anyone seen in that corridor will be severely punished by the head of your respective house. Is that clear?" All of the students nodded their assent.

"I am also proud to announce our new Defense Against Dark Arts teacher, Professor Quirell!"

A thin, bony man with an absurdly large turban stood up and waved at the crowd. His eyes made eye contact with Harry.

"Ow," said Harry, hand over his scar.

"What's wrong?" said Ron.

"Nothing, something hit me," replied Harry.

"One last final announcement I will make before we eat," said Dumbledore,"I know you're all hungry but bear with me. I will be adding a few additional forbidden objects to the list of forbidden objects. They include Whistling Beach Balls, Firebreathing Whistles, Arnut Wallstickers...if you wish to see the whole entire list of forbidden objects, please head to the list right outside Mr. Filch's office. Good feasting everyone!"

Plates of food suddenly appeared in front of them. Piles of turkey, pork, corn, and more appeared in front of them. Harry looked at the food in surprise and got as much food as he could into his plates.

"That does look good" said the ghost in the ruff sadly, watching Harry cut up his steak.

"Can't you-?'

"I haven't eaten in nearly 400 years," said the ghost.

When everyone was stuffed with food, Albus waved his hand once and all of the plates became magically clean.

"Prefects, bring the first years to your common rooms. We'll begin classes tommorow. Schedules will be handed out during breakfast tommorow morning. Good night to you all and sleep well."

The prefects stood up, calling the first years to follow them. Harry and Ron got up from their seats and followed the Gryffindor prefect up a few flights of stairs before reaching a portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Fortuna Major," said the prefect, and the portrait swung inward, revealing the common room. The prefect stepped in and were followed by the first years." Girls' dormitories are to your left and boys' dormitories are to your left," said the prefect."Good night to you all"

Harry and Ron headed towards the boys dormitories. Harry climbed into one of the beds and fell asleep.

...

"Lily. run and get out of here! I'lll deal with him!" said a man who bore striking resemblance to Harry.

Harry saw a red haired woman carrying a baby run up the staircase into one of the bedrooms. He saw a hood and a pale bony hand portruding from it. It held a wand.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" screamed the cloaked man. A jet of green light shot from the wand and made contact with the other man. He fell, dead.

The cloaked let out a mirthless laugh, then headed upstairs. Opening the bedroom door, he raised his wand and pointed at the red haired woman.

"NO , NOT MY CHILD!" screamed the woman,"TAKE ME INSTEAD!"

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" screamed the cloaked man once again, green light blasting from his wand and the woman dropped dead. He walked into the room and headed towards the crib near the window.

The baby looked up to see 2 gleaming red eyes, and 2 slits where the nose should've been.

"AVADA KEDAVRA!" screamed the man. Green light flashed out of the wand a third time, hitting the baby straight in the face and reflected back at the man who had cast the spell.

A bright white light burst from the man, then another, and he was gone.

Harry woke up, shivering, dripping in sweat. He looked around to see he was in bed at Hogwarts.

"Bad dream," he muttered to himself. The dormitory was now pretty bright and half of the beds were empty.

"Ron, wake up," said Harry, shaking his brother.

"Ah, mornin' 'Arry." yawned Ron, getting off his bed.

The two of them went down the stairs to the common room. They were about to leave the portrait hole when a girl's voice said,"May I join you two?"

They looked back to see Hermione Granger.

"Sure, why not?" replied Harry, and the three of them set out towards the Great Hall for breakfast. The three of them entered the Great Hall, finding three spots next to each other in the Gryffindor table. Food appeared in front of them as soon as they sat down. Hermione was already gulfing down her plate while the two boys were looking at her in surprise.

"What's with you eating so quickly?" asked Harry.

"So hungry, I'm starving and it's so good," said Hermione, letting out a small burp. "Sorry!" she said, while Ron and Harry let out roars of laughter.

Professor McGonagall came over to their table and said,"What's so funny, Potter, Weasley? By the way, here are your schedules for the school year." She walked passed them, handing out schedules to other students.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked over their schedules.

"Blimey, we have Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall," moaned Ron,"I heard from Fred she's really strict."

"Let's go head out to that class right now so we won't be late," said Hermione, standing up from her seat. The three of them headed out of the Great Hall and turned left, where they bumped into Fred and George.

"Hello, first years," said Fred brightly.

"Are you three lost or something?" continued George in a sickly sweet voice.

"Oh shove off brother," said Ron.

"That's now how you address an older brother is it?" snickered George. "But seriously though, where are you three headed?"

"We are going to Transfiguration," replied Harry, staring at the twins.

"We'll lead you to it, if you want!" smiled George.

The twins led the way up a few staircases and soon enough they had finally arrived right outside the classroom. Fred took out a small round brown ball and chucked it at Harry's head, exploding on impact and sending a putrid smell into the air. Harry, Ron, and Hermione began choking and they stumbled into the classroom.

"What is going on out there?" asked Professor McGonagall, striding over to them.

"One of my brothers set a dungbomb on me!" exclaimed Harry, still gasping for breath. Mcgonagall quikcly left the classroom and could Harry could hear her scold,"You do not, ever, put a dungbomb on another student! Do you hear me, Fred, George?"

More and more students began filing into the classroom and a few minutes later, class began.

"Hello, my name is Professor McGonagall and I am the teacher for the subject called Transfigurations, one of the most important branches of magic. Today, we are going to be doing some transfiguration." The students began to mutter excitedly amongst themselves.

"Today, we're going to do something simple. We are going to take a match and turn it into a needle. Like so," McGonagall took a match from the table and placed it on Harry's desk. With a flourish, she waved her wand and the match transformed into a needle.

She handed out a match to each of the students. Students began waving their wands in attempt to tranfigure the match.

Harry swished his wand, emitting a mall jet of blue light onto the match. It began vibrating and strinking, turning from dull brown to shining silver. The end of the match grew pointy.

"Professor, I did it!" exclaimed Harry.

"Well done, Harry!"smiled Professor McGonagall. She stared at him for a moment and walked past him. Other students soon began getting results. Hermione and Ron managed to get it right as well. Neville on the other hand managed to get one end of the match pointy.

Class soon ended and students began leaving for their next class. Harry, Ron, and Hermione left the class room. Heading towards the end of a corridor, they were joined by Fred and George, identical grins on their faces.