A/N: I redid this chapter because the last one was really brief, and seemed too rushed. I got a lot of complaints about that, and when i reread the chapter i agreed, so here's the new chapter 4. Hope you enjoy it more.

Chapter 4- Hogwarts Express

As soon as the Potters arrived at Platform 9¾ on September 1st, witches and wizards surrounded them, begging Violet for autographs, or pleading to have their picture taken with the Girl-who-lived.

"Oh my God!" exclaimed a young girl with red hair, who was surrounded by many other red-heads. "You're the girl-who-lived! I've heard so much about you, you're the hero of the wizarding world! Could I pretty please have your autograph?"

Another person, a boy who looked to be about Harry's age, said, "The Daily Prophet said that you're starting Hogwarts this year. That must be true, right? I bet you're going to be really far ahead of the rest of us first years. Why do you even need to go to school, you most likely already know everything!"

Harry rolled his eyes at that comment. Violet didn't know much more than the other first years, but since she was the girl-who-lived, everyone thought she would be way above the rest of them.

Harry grabbed his trunk and slipped through the crowd, figuring he'd get a compartment before they all filled up. He doubted many people had gotten on the train yet, as they were all preoccupied with talking to Violet Potter.

Harry was right, and so he quickly took a compartment near the back, not wanting anyone to find him. He took out a book, ready for a long, quiet trip of reading.

Unfortunately, fate wasn't on his side. No sooner had the train pulled out of the station then a bushy-haired girl entered the compartment.

"Have you happened to see a toad? A boy named Neville lost one." Her voice sounded a little stuck-up, and Harry instantly found himself disliking her.

"No, I haven't." He replied, and turned back to his book, hoping she'd get the hint. She didn't.

"Oh, okay then. I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, and you are?"

Harry groaned and said, "Harry, Harry Potter."

"Are you really? You're the brother of the girl-who-lived? What's it like being related to Violet? You must feel incredibly lucky, don't you, to have someone as amazing as Violet for a sister? I heard she's going to Hogwarts this year too, is that true? Oh, I hope she is, I would just love to be able to meet her! Do you know that she's in Modern Magical History, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century…" Harry sighed, annoyed. Couldn't she take the hint? As if he really cared how many books his know-it-all sister had made! He was relieved when Hermione was cut off by the compartment door opening, revealing Draco Malfoy on the other side. His new friend gave a sigh of relief upon seeing Harry and quickly slid the door shut.

"If I hear one more comment about how much of a hero Violet Potter is, and how lucky we are to be going to school with her, I will scream."

Harry laughed while Hermione looked offended. "Why would you scream because people are talking about the girl-who-lived? She deserves to be talked about, she killed he-who-must-not-be-named!"

Harry almost burst out laughing. Surely she couldn't be stupid enough to believe a baby had killed the dark lord? "Sure, if you count staring at a curse helplessly while it comes zooming at you hoping to end your life killing someone," he said to her.

"What are you talking about? She made the killing curse go back at You-know-who and kill him!"

Harry snorted. "Um, actually, she just sat there, it was her mother's love for her that made the curse turn back around and hit Voldemort."

Hermione glared at him and walked out, and Harry turned to Draco, who was smirking.

"So, I told you my name, but you never told me yours."

"Oh, right, Sorry. I'm Harry, Harry Potter."

With those words, the smirk quickly left Draco's face, as his jaw dropped in shock.

"Violet has a brother? And, wait, you're insulting your own sister?"

"Well, after living with her your whole life, it's bloody impossible for any sane person to be able to find a way to still love her."

Draco laughed. "James Potter lived with her as long as you have, and he doesn't seem to hate her."

Harry smirked. "I said any sane person. James isn't quite right in the head." He paused, and then explained, "He's as conceited as she is. Violet's a way for James to always be at the center of everyone's attention."

Draco smirked again as he sat down across from Harry. "Yeah, my father and godfather told me he was, they both went to school with James and his friends." The two spent the rest of the ride insulting James, Violet, and anyone else who came to mind.