Harry potter
Slytherin style
Chapter 2 September, platform nine and 3 quarters: Meeting of fate
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The rest of the summer vacation went by in a blur for Harry. Lucius removed him from the care of the Dursleys and explained that petunia was his adopted muggle sister who had always been jealous of her magical siblings. Life in the malfoy household returned to relative normality, considering the most famous boy in the magical world was living with them.
Harry stood on the platform of nine and three quarters, staring around him in awe. Steam rose from the scarlet engine before him. All around students farewelled proud parents as they boarded. In the centre of it all Harry noticed one person in particular. She had the most beautiful blonde hair in the world. Draco noticed where he was looking. "That's Daphne Greengrass. Her father knows dad but they don't get on very well"
Vaguely harry nodded. Turning away from the girl's position as she jumped on the train, Harry noticed a rather large and rowdy group of red heads. The Weasleys. With disgust he recalled his last meeting with them.
Harry stood in the door way with Albus Dumbledore. A boy with red hair and freckles lead harry outside the house. Standing in the yard were to boys harry assumed were twins, and a young girl. The boy glared daggers at the twins and harry noticed for the first time their green and silver robes.
After a quick round of wizard's chess, Ron, the freckled boy glanced at him.
"Why do you hang out like the likes of the malfoys?" Despite his condescending tone, harry answered the red head's question. "Because Lucius is my uncle." He replied.
"You poor thing" Ron offered.
Harry glared at the stupid weasel.
One good thing had come out of that visit was the fact that he'd struck up a friendship with Fred and George, the twins he'd noticed. Fred and George were not like the rest of their family. They were slytherins, and proud of it too.
As they reached the train, Narcissa pulled him into a hug, which he gladly reciprocated. Lucius pulled him aside. "Harry listen, look out for Draco. His mouth tends to get him into trouble, and he has a big head."
Harry chuckled.
Slipping into an empty compartment the pair sat down. The city turned into the countryside as they sped of towards Hogwarts.
Half an hour into the journey the sweat trolley came around.
Although they could have brought the whole thing the boys declined the offer.
The door to their compartment opened and Daphne Greengrass and a chubby boy with a toad stood in the door way. Greengrass was the first to break the silence.
"Do you to mind if we sit here?"
Harry and Draco shook their heads, and Daphne fell into the seat beside Harry.
The four first years quickly became friends, with Neville explaining that his family was distantly related to the potters.
The Hogwarts express slowed down and finally stopped. A tall man with greasy black hair arrived to meet the first years and silently lead them down to the lake, where several boats waited, floating silently on the glimmering waters.
The boys and Daphne quickly found a boat together and clambered into it, Neville stumbling over his robes.
Noticing the snickers, Harry and Draco noticed Weasley and his friends in another boat. It was clear they'd had something to do with Neville tripping up.
A few moments later the first years bustled into a hall have the size of the malfoy dining room. The tall man told them to wait there while he went in to the hall to inform the rest of the school of their arrival. Harry listened with growing amusement to the theories on the sorting. He laughed Weasley said they had to fight a troll.