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Sherlock entered the train compartment seeing visions of his death as he tried to catch his breath, the lack of oxygen was about to kill him.
''Your face is as red as a tomato!'' The shorter boy called out and let Sherlock sit next to him, there were two others sitting in front of them.
''Yes I would realize, the train almost left without me after I got out of the luggage compartment….John Watson…'' Sherlock managed a grin as the boy sat back baffled.
''I thought you wouldn't actually even care to figure it out! Geez I was only joking I would have told you'' John frowned but stuck his hand out, a fat brown cat purred in his lap.
''John Watson, That's Greg Lestrade and Molly Hooper'' Sherlock nodded and ignored as Greg extended his hand for Sherlock to shake and instead stared at John's hand.
''Why are you shaking my hand?'' Sherlock asked confused ''aren't we supposed to be enemies? Arch nemesis!''
''Well…I guess if you want to I thought we were good and all but I guess not…'' He shrugged and let his own arm fall back onto the cat's soft stomach. Sherlock eyed the boy and crossed his arms letting out a small huff of annoyance.
''I was expecting more of a fight from you'' He grumbled and leaned into his seat, John let out a loud laugh that rang in Sherlock's ears. ''what are you laughing at?'' Sherlock asked confused staring at him, he looked over at the blonde haired boys friends but they only talked silently trying to block out the two other boys.
''You looked so offended I'm not your enemy! Your face and reaction it's just hilarious I'm sorry'' John shook his head ''you're also brilliant for actually finding my name, how did you do that?'' he asked and folded his legs looking intrigued.
''well I obviously entered the luggage cart that's organized by the time you arrived to the station and your luggage was put away along with the first letter of your first name , then your age and year which yours is 11 and 1st year and I figured the time frame you must have arrived in and searched through those then I remembered you have a cat'' He glanced down at the ugly fat feline ''so I tried to look for a smell or a hairs and I found a pair that claw marks so I deduced they must have been from cats , I looked at the names on the trunks and saw which where masculine, finally I saw your father was a muggle and then I saw a sticker on your trunk with a muggle sports team because I didn't recognize it over the quidditch teams in neither wizarding Britain or any other country which stickers is also only a thing used by muggles which was invented in the 1930's and its already 1941'' Sherlock breathed in deeply catching his breath again.
''Bloody hell that was amazing! Are you related to Merlin or something?!'' John asked with wide amazed eyes.
''No but some of our family friends are, the Prince's actually'' Sherlock answered his question, the other two, Molly and Greg stared amazed
''I wouldn't be surprised if you ended up in Ravenclaw, you must be the sharpest mind in all of Great Britain!'' Greg said grinning.
''Thank you very much George, I would think so too, the greatest minds in the Holmes family tree have always been Ravenclaw until my mom married my dad who's a Hufflepuff now we have a Slytherin and another Hufflepuff, though my brother and mother is a Ravenclaw they all expect me to be in it too'' Greg nodded but was a little discouraged when he Sherlock said his name wrong. Suddenly the compartment door swung open and a little old lady looked through smiling.
''Anything off of the trolley?'' She asked revealing all the sweets. Molly and Greg stood up along with John who crowded the door getting out their Galleons, Knuts and sickles.
''You don't want anything Sherlock?'' John asked turning to him. Sherlock was caught off guard and stuttered, know body he ever considered a friend had ever asked him 'you want something?' so he was a bit surprised. But he really didn't consider him a friend did he? They had just met. But either way the thought of a flaming kiwi cup made him drool. He got up and rushed over quickly sticking his head out, he was knocked to the side by some of the other kids trying to get through so he slid over and sighed rolling his eyes. He leaned on the wall and waited for the crowd to cease but he had noticed something from the edge of his eye. He turned fully and saw from the compartment window Eileen all alone rolling some gobstones in her palms. Sherlock sighed, he knew he had to do it, it really wasn't fair for her. Eileen was a nice girl, she had manners and talents of course she was just as brilliant but she rambled nervously which annoyed him. Though he knew they had been friends in their childhood until she left to attend an American wizarding school in the worst time possible for him.
''Eileen…'' He has surprised himself when he opened the compartment door and stuck his head inside, Eileen clutched her gobstones and looked at him baffled.
''Yes, Sherlock…'' She asked fidgeting in his seat. It took Sherlock a moment but he had managed to get the words out.
''Come sit with us, we can play gobstones no?'' She looked at him with wide eyes but it disappeared and instead melted into a smile. Eileen stood up quickly grabbing her owl cage and small message carrier.
''Alright!'' She said happily and followed him, thankfully the crowd had moved away. The three first years looked up a bit confused at Sherlock but they quickly smiled at him.
''I thought you had left!'' John said a bit annoyed but saw the girl behind him, she squirmed a bit as Molly stared at her then at Sherlock.
''No I went to find a friend, Eileen Prince longtime family friend'' John waved at her and finally noticed the gobstones she clutched tightly.
''Hey you play?! Whoever wins gets all the candy!'' Suddenly there were four 11 year olds and a 13 year old play gobstones on the train floor hoping to win all the candy , Sherlock felt strange around so many strangers , some not even that but it made him feel warm and strange.
''What's wrong?'' John asked looking at Sherlock, he raised a brow as Sherlock coughed.
''We're getting closer, the sun is setting and I saw some students pass with their robes on'' Sherlock answered getting up, he reached into the shelves and grabbed his robes. ''You all should get ready too we'll be arriving soon'' He slid open the compartment door and rushed out.