DeathlyPhoenix: I think I'll just continue the way but I'll try and slow down. Thanks for the review.
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Chapter One:
It was September 1st. Harry grabbed his trunk and supplies, wandlessly shrinking them. The Ministry of Magic didn't know a thing about Harry performing magic, as his "wand" (which was his hand) was not registered. He stepped out into Platform 9 ¾ and rushed to meet Ron and Hermione.
"Harry!" Hermione screamed and grabbed him in a bear hug.
"Ow, gerroff," Harry mumbled as Ron pried her off.
"Hermione!" Ron scolded. "He's trying to breathe, you know. For someone who's top of the class you really can be thick sometimes." Hermione blushed and clambered off Harry who was taking deep breaths.
"All aboard! All aboard the Hogwart's Express!" The conductor yelled. The three friends marched onto the train, Harry going in last, so the other two members of the Gryffindor Trio didn't see him pull out a shrunken cane with a swirling blue crystal on top. With a sigh, Harry replaced the cane inside his pocket.
After ten minutes of tromping around trying to find a compartment, the Gryffindor Trio settled into one with Neville, Luna and Ginny inside.
As always, Draco Malfoy had to ruin the day by making an appearance. (A/N: Honestly, how does he do that?)
"Well, well, well, isn't it the Potty," he sneered. Behind him, Crabbe and Goyle guffawed stupidly, dumb expressions on their faces.
"Get out Malfoy," Harry groaned. Malfoy remained standing and kept smiling nastily at them.
"Get out before I make you," Harry commanded. In a flash, he had drawn his cane and pulled the top off. Inside the cane was a magnificent silver rapier. He held it threateningly and the precious jewel glittered malevolently. Malfoy's eyes widened. Muttering a shadow curse under his breath, Harry made a swiping motion with his hand and Malfoy went flying. He turned back to the others, shut the door, and with a quick Obliviate the others had no memory of his shadow art.
"Huh? What was I talking about?" Ron mumbled confusedly. With a warm smile Harry said,
"You were talking about the Chudley Cannons." With a bright smile Ron began ranting and raving about how they were going to win the Cup this year. Harry sat back and started meditating, keeping a smile plastered on his face yet thinking inside. The rest of the trip was very uneventful.
The Trio made their way over to the Gryffindor Table. After the sorting was finished, Dumbledore said, "Tuck in." Everyone cheered and shoveled food into their mouths, yes, even Hermione did.
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