Yeah, so this is my first fanfic. Please be kind if you chose to review. And sorry about the grammar. I know it's most likely crappy but I suck at English grammar and Dainish grammar.

Chapter 1: The train ride

Manfred boarded the train. In his heels was his big, grey striped Great Dane named Moritz. He didn't need to have Moritz in a leash since the big dog always did what it was told to do.

Manfred looked through every window he passed but every compartment was full. After what would have felt like an eternity to everyone else he found one were only three sat.

He knocked on the window and opened the door.

"Can I sit here? All of the others are full." Manfred Asked and explained at the same time.

"Yeah, of course." A brown-haired girl said.

"Thank you." Manfred sat down with Moritz lying at his feet. He bent down and scratched the big dog behind its ear. Moritz sighed deeply from pleasure and started to sleep.

"How rude of me, I haven't introduced myself yet." He held his right hand out. It was the hand with the missing part of his little finger. "My name is Manfred von Otersdorf."

The girl took hit and said: "I'm Hermione Granger. This is my friends. Ron Weasley." She pointed at a red-haired boy. "And this is Harry Potter." She pointed at a black-haired boy.

"Nice to meet you all." Manfred said and shook their hands.

"How come we haven't seen you before? You don't look like a first year." Harry asked.

Manfred chuckled and answered: "I'm an exchange student. My school is located in Germany."

"So you're German?" Ron asked.

"Three quarter German and one quarter Belgian." Manfred looked out of the window as the train started moving. "Is it going to be a long ride?"

"Yes it is. Just one more question." Hermione said.

"Ja?"

"How come you speak so good English if you're three quarter German and one quarter Belgian?"

"My mother taught me. She also taught me to speak fluently German, French and Flemish. That's a language they speak in some parts of Belgium." After that he took a book out of his bag. It was a little book written by the German flying ace Oswald Boelcke and of course it was written in German.

After a few moments Hermione found a newspaper and started reading. The papers pictures where moving. If Manfred hadn't seen some pretty scary things in his long life it possibly could have freaked him out to see. Ron also started reading in a book and Harry looked out of the window.

After maybe an hour they could hear a woman yelling: "Anything from the trolley? Anything from the trolley?"

Hermione put down her paper as the woman appeared in the door.

"Anything from the trolley, dears?" The woman asked.

Ron and Harry got up.

"Packet of Drooble's…" Ron stuck his hand in his pocket. "… and a liquorish wand."

The woman started to give Ron the things but then he said: "On second thought, just the Drooble's."

"It's all right, I'll get it. Don't worry." Harry stood beside Ron.

"Just the Drooble's. Thanks." Ron paid the woman.

Manfred turned the last page in his book and found a letter. He took the letter, closed the book and put it back in his bag.

"Two pumpkin pastries, please." A girl said.

Manfred could see that Harry was looking at her.

"Thank you." The girl said as the woman handed her the things.

"Anything sweet for you, dear?" The woman asked Harry, who still starred after the girl.

"Oh, no, I'm not hungry. Thank you" Harry answered.

"What about you?" She asked Manfred.

"Nein, aber danke." Then Manfred realized that his mind still was thinking German, after reading the book. "I'm fine."

The woman walked further and yelled: "Anything from the trolley?"

Manfred found paper, ink and a pen out of his bag and started deciphering the letter. Since it was meant that he was the only one to read the letter it was written in code. The code where based on his first name.

He started writing a word down on the paper. First in code then in German. 2E1R2A2D then Mein, then the next word, 2M1R3F3F then Herr, the next word he could out of memory it was 2E1B2N1E3F1R1F that was his name Manfred. Then came a short word with only three letters. 4M3M2D von the next word he only started writing down the first letter until he realized what name they had used, the letter was 3F translated to R. They had used his real name not the one he had used to introduce himself with for so long. He quickly scratched out the R and wrote Otersdorf.

"This is horrible." Hermione suddenly said.

What's horrible? Manfred thought.

"How can the ministry not know who conjured it?" Hermione put down her paper. "Wasn't there any security or...?"

Manfred didn't get les confused.

"Loads, according to dad. That's what worried them so much. Happened right under their noses." Ron answered with his mouth full of food.

"Alright, stop your engine and land your plane. What the bloody hell are you two talking about?" Manfred said.

"Stop your engine and land your plane?" Ron asked

"My father was a pilot. Anyway what are you two talking about?"

"It's easier if you read it yourself it's a little difficult to explain." Hermione gave him the newspaper.

"Thank you." Manfred took the newspaper and opened it. He didn't read it he only skimmed it.

Hermione bent over to harry and whispered: "It's hurting again, isn't it? Your scar."

"I'm fine." Harry whispered back.

"You know Sirius will want to hear this…" Hermione paused and looked over at Manfred to see if he were listening. "… what you saw at the World Cup and your dream."

Unknown to Hermione Manfred didn't need to concentrate to hear them. For god's sake he could hear the difference in the sound of engines and based on that determine which country had built it.

Manfred handed Hermione the newspaper.

"Now I understand." Manfred said. After that he began to decipher the rest of the letter.

While the train where moving Harry wrote a letter, gave it to his owl and said: "Hedwig. There we go." The owl, Hedwig, flew out of the open window.

After a couple hours the train finally stopped. They got out of the train and down on the platform.

"Don't you have a cape?" Hermione asked.

Manfred looked down at his clothes. He was wearing white shirt, grey pants with braces and long brown boots.

"No." Manfred answered. Moritz sat down at his side. "We don't use that at my school."

"I see. Well here we depart. We have to go this way and you most likely have to go with Hagrid." Hermione said, and held her hand out.

"Yes. We'll most likely see each other again but for now it is good bye." Manfred shook Hermione's hand.

He turned around and started to walk over to a rather big man, who most likely was Hagrid.

If you want and if you review then you are free to come up with any idea about what might happen Next. I will write back in the the NeXT chapter if I choose to use them. If you have any questions I will gladly answer you if Ican without reveaing anything that has not been written.