Chapter Four: Platform Nine and Three Quarters


Title: Harry Potter and the Phantom Hourglass

Chapter: 4

Author: Hikari no Vikki

Genre: Action/Adventure/Fantasy

Parings: Sorry, only frivolous friendships for now.

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, there'd be a lot more kissing scenes. Also, I can't stand the thought of all those lawsuits… the only things I own are my characters.

Description: Crossover with Legend of Zelda. The Phantom Hourglass has been handed down since its beginning, until finally it makes its way into the hands of a boy named Gabriel. He fights alongside Harry Potter, and soon discovers a darkness that has been waiting to exact a deadly revenge.


"So, Gabriel, where did your mum say she was going to meet us?" Gabriel looked up at Hagrid. "A little ways away from the platforms she said, err, wrote by owl's post anyway."

"I see. Is she bringing anyone else?" "Yeah, my dad and brothers. Poor Aria's the only girl aside from mum."

Harry, Gabriel, Aria, and Hagrid were at the entrance to King's Cross. They'd just come from Diagon Alley with all their stuff in tow. "So where do yeh think they – wait, there they are!"

They stopped at a thick wall where Alexandria was waiting. "Did all yeh errands?" She nodded and smiled pleasantly. "Were they any trouble?" "No, no, 'course not! Your Gabriel had a hard time with his wand though. Broke half the things in the shop Ollivander said. Aria tied poor 'Arry up with the measuring tape on her second try. Aside from that, they were angels."

Hagrid noticed the older man, standing beside her who had one hand on each of the two boys in front of him. "Well, you must be the famous Shadow Silverwings. The Aurors would be nothing without you. And these are the twins, right? They'll be entering next year?" "Yep," he said patting one of them. Harry looked at the man, his eyes were like Gabriel's, but loads lighter. His cock-eyed look earned him a, "You alright?" The man looked at his forehead and smiled. 'So this is the boy,' he thought, 'the one who lived. His school years will be interesting for sure.' Hagrid, who was intently describing Gabriel's wand escapade, brought him out of his thoughts.

"I'd best be going, then. Got to deliver something to Dumbledore." Hagrid patted a pocket on his jacket and left, leaving the rest of them at the intersection between platforms nine and ten.

Alexandria watched him as he went away, a small smiled breaking her normally unexpressive face. "C'mon now! Don't want to be late do you?" She walked away from them, her hand beckoning them to follow. "Yipes! It's nearly ten till!" Gabriel had looked at the clock and ran after his mother, father, and brothers.

Aria jumped a little as she looked at the time too, and she grabbed Harry by the scruff and scurried as fast as she could after Gabriel.

When they finally caught up with them, Harry was near breathless. Wheezing a little, he listened to the sounds of the station. Then a certain voice caught his ears. "–packed with muggles, of course–"

Harry's ears perked up. "That way!" He pointed. His finger was pointing to a wall where a plump woman with red hair was ordering four boys to do something. "Hey, look mum!" Gabriel said excitedly. "Yes, that's the one," his mother muttered under her breath.

One of the boys ran at the wall and was gone in a second. Harry blinked. "What just happened?" "Magic," answered Gabriel. As they got closer, they could hear a little more of the conversation.

"Only joking," said another boy, "I am Fred." And he ran at the wall and disappeared. His twin, apparently named George, ran at the wall after him. Alexandria tapped the woman on the shoulder. She turned around.

"Well, if it isn't Miss Sliverwings! I remember you!" Her eyes flew to Gabriel, Aria, and Harry. "And these are yours?" She laughed. "Only this one," she pointed to Gabriel, "this one," she pointed to Aria, "and these two," she hugged the two younger brothers, "are mine. The two older ones are starting school this year." "I see." She said. "Ron's starting school this year as well." The youngest, and only one left, of the brothers stood sheepishly behind his cart.

Alexandria then shook her head a little and walked by Gabriel, leaned down next to his ear and whispered, "Now what you've got to do is run at the wall between the platforms. Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important. Best do it at a bit of a run if you're nervous." He looked at her wide-eyed and prayed to god that she was right.

"Err– okay," he said shakily to the other two, "so we've got to run at this wall like this, see?" He stepped once, then two more times. Finally his nerves gave out on him and he sprinted at the wall, rather abruptly, with all his stuff. Everyone around him was a blur as he ran, and his heart seemed to beat against his rib cage so hard he could have sworn it wanted to jump out before he hit the wall.

But when he came to the wall, he did something he didn't think was possible.

A roaring whooshing sound filled his ears. He slowly opened his eyes. Then he blinked. He went through it. His gyrfalcon, which had been on his shoulders before he ran, was now pinned against his master's neck from fright.

You could have warned me it was magical, Gabriel… it hissed.

He quickly got out of the way to both recover from the shock, and make way for the next person that was to come through.

Back on the other side, Harry stood with his mouth open and his eyes wide. Alexandria put her hand on Harry's shoulder. "Good luck Harry," she whispered, "Gabriel seems to like you. I hope you two and Aria have a good year. Tell Gabriel to go easy on the sweets, will you? He tends to try to eat too much." He nodded meekly as Shadow led the boys outside with Alexandria following. She looked over her shoulder and winked.

He winked back at her, positioning his trolley beside Aria's. Aria gave Harry a hopeful, 'If it worked for him, it will for us,' look and she ran too. Her cat was plastered to her trunk with all her claws stuck inside the leather as firmly as possible. Finally, they gathered up what little courage they had and their feet bounded towards the stone wall.

The two of them ran right for the wall, and just when they were going to crash headlong into it, a loud, whooshing sound filled their ears, and all of a sudden they found themselves staring at a large scarlet steam engine. Above them was a large sign that read in giant gold lettering, "Platform Nine and Three Quarters; Hogwarts Express, eleven o' clock." Just a ways inside, they found Gabriel, with a half-shocked and half-amazed expression spreading across his face as they joined up with him.

"That," he wheezed, "was absolutely…" He couldn't finish, but Aria and Harry did it for him.

"Awesome!"

.oOo.

"All of them are full, and I can't seem to find an empty one!" Aria was shouting back to Harry and Gabriel who were struggling to keep up with her through the crowded passageway.

"Sure, Aria, but do you– oomph mind wait– ack –ing up for, ouch, us?" Gabriel shouted up to her, squeezing past a chubby boy looking for a toad. Harry was barely keeping up with Gabriel, so he had to hang onto his shirt collar to do so.

"Hey Harry?" "Yeah?" "Do you mind–" But he never finished. Aria had stopped in front of a car and seemed to asking someone something. Harry's hand was still clutching Gabriel's shirt collar tightly as Gabriel tripped on Aria's cat. "Whoa! Ah!" Landing face down on the hallway's thin carpet, he gasped just enough air to survive Harry landing on top of him.

Harry blinked as Gabriel cried out in half-pain. "Ow… Harry… get off…" But for some reason he didn't. His head was right by Gabriel's own, his breath reflecting off the back of Gabriel's ear was how close they were. Harry dared to nestle his nostrils in Gabriel's hair, catching a whiff of grass and open air mixed in with a fresh layer of the many scents of a bustling town. "Harry!" Gabriel's voice brought him back to reality and off of Gabriel.

"Sorry, I spaced out for a second…" "No kidding," retorted Gabriel, rubbing his chest, half-gasping for air. "Hey guys!" Aria called, "This compartment has enough room!" They scrambled up off each other and into the compartment.

The same red-headed boy from earlier was sitting in the corner by the window. "Hello, I'm Ron Weasley," he said, smiling a bit. "The name's Gabriel, Gabriel Silverwings" said Gabriel, sitting down. "My name's Aria. Gabriel's my brother," Aria spoke smoothly. "And I'm Harry. Harry Potter." Ron's eyes got big.

"Are you really Harry Potter?' Ron blurted out. Harry nodded. "Oh – well, I thought it might be one of Fred and George's jokes," said Ron. "And have you really got – you know…" Harry showed it to him. "Wow," Ron whispered, "So do you remember anything at all?" Harry shook his head.

"No, just a lot of green light." Green light? Gabriel knew that many spells had green lights, but he wasn't sure any of them caused memory loss. Then again, Harry did say that Hagrid told him it happened when he was a baby.

Ron looked like he was puzzling over something. Then after a while he turned to Gabriel beside him and spoke.

"Hey Gabriel?" "Huh?" "You said your sister and you both have the name Silverwings? Isn't there a famous Auror named Silverwings?" Gabriel blushed a little. "Yeah, that's my dad. My mum works as a dragon tamer in the "abandoned" farm fields outside of Surrey." "Is your family a full wizard family?" "Do mean a pureblood one? Yes. We don't brag about our heritage like most do. Our history only goes back two or three generations." Gabriel nodded, his eyes gentle. "That's a good thing, I suppose. Bragging's for gits." Ron declared. "By the way, are you and your sister twins? Like you know, fraternal?" Gabriel nodded. "It's my two younger brothers that are the identical ones."

They went on talking like this for hours until there was a great clattering outside in the corridor and a elderly woman with a cart full of candies and sweets. "Something from the trolley dearest?" Harry, already loaded with the sweets that Hagrid bought, shook his head, but Gabriel bought a few Chocolate Frogs, Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, and some Pumpkin Pasties to share with Aria.

Harry noticed Aria's far-off look as the treats were being eaten. "You alright?" He nudged her elbow with his own. She turned to look at him. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just missing home a little is all." She trailed off, grabbing a Chocolate Frog.

"Now my brothers, they fight over how many cards they've got, so every time, my dad has to actually count them out to prove that the have the same amount." Harry turned his head back to Gabriel and Ron's conversation over Chocolate Frog cards. "They sound a lot like my older brothers, Fred and George." "I told my dad that if they walked and talked in sync, that 'What's next, singing'?" Ron laughed so hard at this, he nearly fell off his seat.

At the same time, a girl walked in with bushy brown hair. She already had her Hogwarts robes on and was staring at Ron the same way Gabriel was, with embarrassed pity. "Has anyone seen a toad?" "'Fraid not," said Aria as Ron got up with his wand in hand.

"Were you doing magic? Let's see then." Ron looked at her, slightly confused. "Sorry, I only know one spell and it doesn't really work…" 'Are you sure it's a real spell?" He shook his head. "Well I know a few myself. I've tried a few of them and they've all worked for me. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was a surprise for everyone, 'specially me cause well the letter was for me, of course, I mean it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, and I've learned all the course books by heart- I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, and… who are you?"

"I'm Ron Weasley…" he muttered. "Harry, Harry Potter." "Gabriel Silverwings." Aria didn't answer. "Oh, and that's my sister, Aria." Aria looked up at the mention of her name. "Sorry, I'm still trying to…" Again she trailed off, apparently at a loss for words.

"Well," said Hermione, "I've read all about you." The statement was directed at Harry. "Here," she said again, "I'll show you one of those spells. Reparo." She pointed her wand at Harry's glasses and the tape flew off and they looked as good as new. He took them off, amazed. She turned to Ron just before leaving and said, "You've got a bit of dirt on your nose. Just there. Did you know?" He wiped his nose, which didn't help any as Harry saw, and then waited until she was out of earshot to say what he had to say.

"Man, I hope I'm not put in the house she's in." Aria, who had been silent the whole time, muttered a, "Likewise," and turned back to the window, resuming her withdrawn expression. Harry simply nodded as the three boys continued their conversation.

After a thorough explanation of the game Quidditch, three boys opened the compartment door. Harry recognized one of them, a pale boy with hair so blond it was almost white, though Gabriel's hair was a shade blonder, from Madam Malkin's as the one who insulted Hagrid. He was giving Harry a look more of interest than the one of smug hatred he been given back in Diagon Alley.

"Is it true? What they're saying on the train? That the Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts?" Harry, upon hearing the emphasis on the word the, said, "Yes." He looked at the pig-like boys behind him. They looked like bodyguards and reminded him strangely of Dudley.

"Oh, this is Crabbe and Goyle," said the pale boy carelessly, noticing where Harry was looking." And my name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." Ron gave a small cough, which might have hidden a snigger while Gabriel glared at him heavily. Aria, hearing the name Malfoy, also turned around and glared.

"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are; red hair, freckles, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley." He looked at Aria and Gabriel. "I don't know who you two are, though."

"The name's Silverwings. Gabriel Silverwings. And that's my twin sister Aria." "Silverwings?" Malfoy questioned, "You're father's an Auror, right?" He nodded, still half-glaring. He turned back to Harry. "You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there."

He held out his hand to shake Harry's but Harry didn't take it. "I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks," he said coolly.

"I'd be careful if I were you Potter," he said slowly. "Unless you're a bit politer, you'll go the same way as your parents. They didn't know what was good for them either. You hang around with riffraff like the Weasleys and that Hagrid, and it'll rub off on you."

Aria had had enough. She stood up, towering a little over Malfoy. "Say that again." She threatened. "If you know what's good for you, you'll go and not bother us for the rest of the ride." Gabriel was the only one with any real power, but Malfoy didn't know that, and from the way he made her cat chram glisten brightly, Malfoy's eyes got wide and he scrambled from the compartment door.

"And you stay away, you piece of ruddy fil-" but Gabriel cut her off by shutting the compartment door. "That's quite enough, Aria."

Aria sat back down and turned her gaze back out to the window. It had darkened considerably since she had last cared to look. "Hey guys?" said Harry, "Do you think the train is slowing down?" Just then, the announcer came on the intercom, saying that they would be at the school soon. The three boys and Aria slipped into their robes and left their suitcases and pets on the train as instructed.

"Well, this is it." Gabriel said softly. "This is it indeed…" Aria's voice was low and monotone. "Let's just hope that it isn't any worse than what's already happened..." Harry and the others agreed. The trek ahead was daunting, and Aria's tone had not helped to raise their spirits at all.


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