Disclaimer, If you see anything you recognise its not mine thats all there is to it.
Oh and I apologise for the wait, I only write well when I am bored and these past few weeks ahve been overloaded with stuff, either from old friends or school work but the school year is allmost done so I will have nothing to distract me from writing
Harry was broken from his revere by a voice echoing throughout the train: "We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes' time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately." He looked over at Sally who seemed as shocked by the sudden voice as he did and started chuckling at the look on her face. As if a weight had suddenly been taken out of the room all the nervous tension about the upcoming sorting dissipated, and all they could do was laugh. So they did.
After the laughter stopped Sally wiped a tear from her eye while Harry was doubled over attempting to catch his breath. There faces were both extremely red. Sally stood up and with an overly arrogant air threw her nose into the air stating with far to much dignity that, " She was a Hogwarts student now and could not possibly be caught participating in such foolish behavior." This of course led to more giggling but it was no where near as overpowering as the previous set of laughter had been and in its wake left a comfortable sort of silence. As they felt the train begin to slow Sally and Harry picked up the candies, wrappers, and cards shoving them into their pockets. They opened the door of their compartment and with a determined air moved into the crowd amassing in the corridor, staying very close to each other of course.
When the train finally came to a complete stop they slowly made their way off the train and into the station. Right when it dawned upon Harry that He didn't know which way to go he head a tremendous voice calling out above the roar of the crowd, "First Years! Over here!" This, Harry thought, was quite convenient timing as he really did not believe that Sally would have let that go during the entire time he would ever know her. Even though Harry had only met him once there was no mistaking that voice or the body it belonged to, it was Hagrid. In a moment of rashness Harry grabbed Sally's arm and pulled her hastily over to Hagrid.
At first Hagrid didn't notice Harry. This is understandable however due to Hagrid's huge size and Harry's size which was small even for boys of his own age. So Harry yelled, "Hey Hagrid, nice to see you!"
This immediately got Hagrid's attention and soon he was giving Harry one of his huge smiles and greeted him warmly. As there was still work to do, and as he didn't want to show any favoritism toward Harry (Snape had, at Hagrid's request, related everything he had gathered about Harry from their short encounter and it was fairly obvious to all involved that Harry was not an attention seeker and wouldn't expect or appreciate any special treatment) Hagrid left the greetings at that and went back to beckoning the remaining first years. As soon as Hagrid noticed that no more students were gathering around he asked, "You all here then?" When he received no response he took that as conformation. "Good, come on then." With that he began walking down a path calling out "Follow me!" There were a few rocks and roots that caught and tripped everyone at least once on the narrow path that they walked down. Even in the darkness, with the air starting to grow cold as summer receded and autumn came to take its place, Harry felt unbelievable excitement and it was obvious that every other student felt the same. After a bit more walking, and stumbling, Hagrid called out, "You'll be getting your first look at Hogwarts in a minute," and as they walked around a bend in the path there was a collective gasp and an almost reflexive "Ooohhhh!" It really was that beautiful. The metaphor Harry didn't realize he had been forming in his head, the way he would always remember this walk, just clicked into place. It was like being in a story walking from one world unknowingly into another. With this collective gasp, not a single student realized, almost unfortunately, that their lives had just changed forever. The rest of the trek down the path, quite a few more students tripped but there was much less grumbling about it, there was hardly any conversation at all. Every eye was transfixed staring at their new home. Then just as suddenly as they had become silent the party stopped moving. They had arrived at the shore of a giant lake a small fleet of boats connected to a dock. Hagrid got into a boat of his own and announced, "No more than four to a boat." With that everyone scrambled, eager to get that much closer to their new home. Harry and Sally of course got into a boat together along with a pale faced, slightly hunched over boy who introduced himself as Morag. He had deep green eyes that were slightly buggy, giving him the impression that no matter what you did he would always be staring at you.
They slowly moved forward, the light of the many lamps attached to the front of the boats reflecting on the inky surface of the lake. They headed toward a wall of ivy, Hagrid shouting, "HEADS DOWN!" at just the right moment to keep from getting a face full of ivy. They were in a very long tunnel and at this point Harry realized there was something bothering him. He couldn't put a finger on it so he chalked it up to being nervous about what house he would be put in and set it aside. No point in worrying about something when he wasn't even sure what house he wanted to be put in, much less what ones he wouldn't want to be put in. Harry looked around inspecting the tunnel, it seemed that they were under the castle itself. Soon they landed at what seemed to be an underground harbor with a pebbly beach. They slowly got out of their boats onto the beach. Looking around nervously, they spotted a set of steps that led to a huge door: the door into the castle. During their inspections Hagrid was making an inspection of his own. He was looking in each of the boats making sure no student forgot anything, as students are prone to do. This is quite a good thing because soon as all the students had seen the doors he found something and yelled out, "Hey is this your toad?" The boy who had been with Hermoine Yelled out "Trevor!" in delight and grasped his toad with love.
This was however only a short break from the tension that built right back up as Hagrid climbed the steps and knocked three times upon the great door.
