AN HI! Don't throw rocks at me please? I know I've been gone for a while. Okay like a year or two. But still yet hopefully some of you are hanging on if there any of you left that is. On the bright side I have a new laptop (thank my parents for it)and I can and will be back in action. Oh! AND I'M IN SEARCH OF A BETA! SO DONOT KILL ME FOR GRAMMAR!

1st person POV

(Harry)

It was disbelief that filled my heart as I stepped onto the platform. I nodded my head to the nice family of gingers and wished that their youngest son would have a good first year as well. I just didn't want to hang onto the coattails of another person. I turned and in my haste knocked into a girl, who seemed to be in the same predicament as myself, awe inspired stops you still, sorta' predicament. She rounded on me after picking herself up quickly.

"And just who do you think you are hotshot?" she inquired in an aggravated tone.

"I'm sorry, I was just-" "Just what? Huh, thinking it would be funny to knock a poor girl over?!" she interrupted.

"NO! Not at all I was struck dumb by the train and never noticed you once I began to collect myself to turn around. Allow me to introduce myself I'm Harry Potter, but please call me Harry."

"Oh well I'm sorry then, apology accepted by the way. And I'm Andiromeda Pendragon. You can call me Andi, or Pennie, whichever suits your fancy."

"I must say that is quite a, er well, different name?"

"Wouldn't know myself, never knew my parents I was just dropped on the doorstep of the orphanage with a birth certificate from a place the matrons had never heard of," Andi said with a downtrodden look on her face.

"Well don't feel bad," he leaned in closer," An evil wizard named Voldemort killed my parents when I was only one, and with my bloody bad luck I ended with my codger of an Uncle and Aunt. My cousins a right pig too. But back to the story he killed them and then tried to kill me but it didn't work. I suspect you've heard all this before though right?"

"No! Oh I'm so sorry! I didn't realise. I feel blo-," her word cut off by the whistle of the train and the bustle of students toward, the clanging of trolleys against the ground and the hoots of owl, hisses and meows of cats, and the occasional chirping of a frog.

I grabbed her simple trunk off of her trolley and threw it onto mine, "C'mon no time to dally we mustn't be late!"

She followed close behind me and we clambered aboard the train, the twin ginger boys from earlier giving us a hand with getting the trunks on board. We turned a right to the first compartment and with our luck we found it empty deciding to stay there. She smiled at me.

"And so our journey begins."

How right she was.

AN #2

I won't often do this but this second note was for the purpose of me asking if you all would like for the point of view of the people in the scene to be done as well. For instance this next chapter would be Andi point to view of her meeting Harry. And next chapter if not will be the sorting. And not to mention my favourite part the hats song!