Harry smiled. He hadn't been on the Hogwarts Express in quite a bit of time. But he could still remember it.
"Me and George are going to get Lee Jordon to come and sit with us, if that's okay, Harry?" Fred said.
"Yeah, no problem. I'm sure he's a funny guy." Harry said, chuckling to himself on how true that was.
"He is." George said.
After Fred had left, there was an awkward silence.
"CanIseeyourscaronemoretime?" Ron said all at once.
"Can you repeat that for me, please?' Harry asked.
"Can I see your scar one more time?" Ron said, more composed this time.
"Um… sure." Harry said. Although he at first had shown it to them willingly, he wasn't very proud of his scar.
"Whoa… and that's where You-Know-Who…" Ron trailed off.
"Yup. That's where Voldemort left a scar trying to kill me." Harry said.
Ron gasped. "You said his name! I mean, you of all people wouldn't-"
"I'm not trying to be brave or anything. I just don't get the point of being scared about saying someone's name." Harry said.
"Oh…" Ron said.
Ron was such a slow person back then. Harry thought. He still kind of is though…
And as Fred and George came back with Lee Jordon, the trolley lady came, smiling.
"Anything off the trolley, dears?" She said, smiling.
"I'll have some of everything." Harry said, handing the lady eleven Sickles and seven Knuts.
Everyone stared as Harry brought back everything back to their compartment.
"Everyone, dig in!" Harry said, knowing that Molly had packed the Weasley's sandwiches.
"But… are you sure, Harry?" Ron asked, uncertain.
"Of course, I am. You are my friends, aren't you?" Harry asked.
"Yes, of course!" Ron said, grabbing a Pumpkin Pasty and digging into it.
"Thanks, Harry." Said the twin's in unison as they both grabbed for the same Liquorice Wand.
"Oy! That's mine, Fred." George said.
"Back off. I grabbed it first." Fred said.
"Gentlemen, gentlemen. I shall take this, and you may have these ones." Lee Jordon said, sitting straight, mimicking a gentlemen.
"Fine, whatever." George said.
"So… you're Harry Potter? I heard you made your own spell!" Lee said to Harry.
"Um… yeah… I did." Harry said sheepishly.
"Impressive!" Lee said.
"Thanks…" Harry said. "Do you lot play Quidditch?" Harry asked, changing the subject as he grabbed a Chocolate Frog.
"Me and George here play Beaters. Lee does, but he doesn't play on the team. He's the commentator! The best there is!" Fred says.
"I play Keeper for them sometimes…" Ron mumbled.
"Well… I play Seeker." Harry said.
"Really? Are you any good? Since my brother, Charlie left the team, we haven't been able to win the House Cup in years!" George said excitedly.
"Yeah… I think I'm good. But first years can't play… right?" Harry asked, knowing that he would make the team later anyway.
"Oh… That's right." Fred said, looking disappointed.
Then there was a knock on their compartment door and a round-faced boy that Harry recognized to be Neville came in looking tearful.
"Have you seen a toad?" Neville asked.
As everyone shook their heads, he wailed, "I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"
"He'll turn up. I'm sure of it." Harry said.
"Yes. Well, if you see him…" He trailed off miserably. Then he walked out of their compartment.
"A toad? How terrible." Fred said.
"I must agree." George said.
"I would hate to have a toad. At least I have Scabbers." Ron said, holding up Scabbers. Harry's eyes widened. It was Pettigrew.
"I tried to turn him yellow yesterday, but it didn't work. Here I'll show you." Ron said, taking out his wand.
Just as he raised his wand, the compartment door slid open once again. Neville was back, but this time a girl was with him. She had lots of bushy brown hair, and rather large front teeth. It was Hermione.
"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost his." Hermione said. With a very bossy voice.
"No. We haven't seen the toad. Sorry." Harry said.
"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see it, then." Hermione said to Ron, sitting down.
"Er- all right." He said.
"Sunshine, daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid, fat rat yellow." Ron said, while Fred, George and Lee were trying to hold their laughter in.
And then, as nothing happened, they all burst out laughing.
"Fred, George! You're dead!" Ron said, launching himself at them. Harry, pulled him back, before any harm could be done.
"Calm down, Ron." Harry said.
"Erm… ok." Ron said.
"I'm Hermione Granger." Hermione said, changing the mood of the room.
"I'm Ron Weasley." Ron mumbled to Hermione.
"Harry Potter. Nice to meet you." Harry said, holding out his hand to shake hers. She shook it firmly.
"Are you really? I know all about you, of course – I got a few extra books for background reading, and you're in Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Great Wizarding Events of the Twentieth Century." Hermione said.
"I know." Harry said, grinning.
"I'd like to be in Gryffindor, it sounds the best out of all. Although I suppose Ravenclaw wouldn't be too bad… I hear Dumbledore himself was from Gryffindor." Hermione said, her eyes shining brightly.
"You two had better change, I expect that we're almost there." Hermione said leaving with Neville, seeing as the Weasley twins and Lee were already changed into their robes.
"What house are you three in?" Harry asked to the twins and Lee.
"Gryffindor." They all said at once, grinning.
"Mum and dad were too. I don't know what they'll say if I'm not. I don't suppose Ravenclaw would be too bad, but imagine if they put me in Slytherin." Ron said, shivering.
"Don't worry. I'm sure you'll be in Gryffindor. I'd like to be in Gryffindor too. 'Where the brave dwell at heart'." He said, repeating what his father had said, so many years ago.
"What's your Quddit-" George began to ask when they were interrupted by the compartment door, sliding open, once again.
This time it was three boys that Harry recognized to be Crabbe, Goyle and Draco.
"So you're really Harry Potter? You weren't lying before. Everyone's saying that someone in this compartment was, and by the looks of it, it's you." Malfoy said, taking a look around.
"This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Draco Malfoy." Malfoy said.
"Yes, I know that." Harry said as Ron gave a slight cough, which might have been hiding a snigger.
"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you three are. My father told me all the Weasleys have red hair, freckles and more children than they can afford." Draco said meanly.
Fred and George lunged for them, but Harry just said, "Protego." And they were bounced backwards.
"We do not want a fight started, Draco. It seems as the Weasleys and Malfoys have a strong dislike with each other. It would be best for you to stay separated… for now." Harry said firmly, as if he was talking to his children.
"Why are you defending Malfoy, Harry? You know he's a rotten guy!" Ron said angrily.
"We do NOT want to start a war here, Ron. If you just said nice words to each other…" Harry said with a sigh.
Malfoy turned a shade darker. "I don't like to be ordered around, Potter."
"And I'm not ordering you around, Draco. I'm just requesting that until you learn to co-operate with other people, then, you can hang out with them." Harry said, gesturing to the Weasleys.
"ME. Learn to co-operate with blood traitors like THEM. I'm sorry, Potter, I don't think that's possible." Draco said, snidely.
"Don't call us blood traitors." Fred and George said at once.
"I'll do what I want, Weasels." Malfoy said.
Harry clapped. "Great comeback, Malfoy. I tried to tolerate you, honestly I did. Looks like you can't be changed. I'm sorry." Harry said.
"But- wait- I mean- Whatever. Be like that!" Malfoy said, storming off with Goyle and Crabbe following him.
"Doesn't he slightly remind you of a six year old ferret?" Harry joked to the Weasleys.
"You know… I think he does… I think he does…" Fred said grinning.
A voice echoed throughout the whole 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."
Harry grinned. They were finally going to go to Hogwarts.
"Let's get ready then!" Harry said to Ron, George, Fred and Lee.
"We're finally-" George started.
"Back at-"
"The beautiful-"
"Brilliant-"
"Breathtaking-"
"School of-"
"Hogwarts!" George finished at last.
This time, there were no more sweets left, as there were more people in their compartment.
"You ready?" Lee asked. Without waiting for the answer, he continued. "Then let's go!"
"First years! First years over here! You alright there, Harry?" A familiar voice came. Harry spun around, not believing this to be true and saw Hagrid. (A/N: Again, I'm too lazy to do his accent. I'm sorry. :'( Please continue on reading, don't mind me.)
"Yeah!" Harry said, happy to see Hagrid again.
"Bye then Harry! We'll see you in the Great Hall!" The twins called out.
"Bye Harry!" Lee Jordon called out.
"Yeah, bye, you lot!" Harry said to the three of them.
"No bye to me, huh? Nice of them." Ron mumbled to himself.
"Follow me, first years! First years, follow me!" Hagrid said.
All the first years followed him down a steep, narrow path. It was as dark as night could get. It was silent, other then the sniffling of Neville. What a fine man Neville had grown into, from this little boy who cried too much for Harry's liking.
"You'll get your first sight of Hogwarts in sec, just round the bend here." Hagrid said.
"Ooooh!" Chorused many of the first years, together. Of course, Harry had already seen Hogwarts plenty of times. Back in the future/past, he had gone to Hogwarts for eight years; the last to complete his studies that he had missed in the time he went to look for the Horcruxes.
The narrow path now led to a great black lake. On a high mountain on the other side, there was an immense castle with many towers. It was Hogwarts.
"No more then four to a boat!" Hagrid called out to everyone, pointing to many little boats sitting in the water that nobody had noticed.
Harry ushered Ron towards the boat that Neville and Hermione were in.
"Everyone in? Right then, FORWARD!" Hagrid bellowed, sitting in one boat all by himself.
The fleet of boats moved off all at once, gliding through the beautiful lake in silence.
"Heads down!" Hagrid shouted as the first boats reached the cliff, and everyone bent their heads and the boats carried them through a curtain of ivy, which was hiding a huge opening in the cliff face. They went through a tunnel which seemed like it was taking them underneath Hogwarts, until they finally reached a kind of harbour.
Once they got there, everyone got out and climbed out onto the rocks and pebbles there.
"Hey, Neville! Is this your toad?" Harry asked him, after he muttered an "Accio Trevor!" under his breath.
"Trevor!" Neville said happily, holding his hand out for him. Harry handed it to him and they all walked up a passageway in the rock after Hagrid's lamp and at last, coming out onto grass right in the shadow of Hogwarts.
After, they walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around the huge castle door which was made out of oak.
"Everyone here?" Hagrid asked, and then Hagrid raised his giant fist and knocked three times on the castle door.
The door swung open to show another familiar face.
Minerva McGonagall.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed! I'll try to update fast, and sorry for the slow update. Please review, follow and favourite!