Of Trains, Weasels and Sortings
It was September 1st and Edward was walking down Kings Cross Station with his father. They approached the wall, which Draco had told him about. The four of them had been writing to each other ever since the day in Diagon. As they approached, a group of redheads ran past them. Edward saw the redheaded boy who had attacked Draco in Diagon Alley. Deciding to move quickly, he dragged his father and his trolley through the wall.
Appearing on the other side, he immediately saw the blonde hair of Lucius Malfoy. He ran with his trolley through the crowd, and saw his three friends. "Hi Draco, Pansy, Daphne." He said to them as he reached them. They turned to him.
"Finally, where were you?"
"Sorry, traffic."
"Children, you need to get on board. You only have a few minutes." Lucius said.
"Yeah, and that redhead kid is coming through." Edward said, seeing a redheaded family coming through. He turned to Damien. "Bye father."
"Bye son, have fun."
"Of course." Edward said, and picked up his trunk. With Lilith on his shoulder, he walked onto the train. Draco, Pansy, and Daphne quickly followed.
The group found themselves in a small compartment near the back of the train. After helping, each other get their trunks up, the train started to move, and Edward got a book out to read. "What book are you reading?" Daphne asked, leaning over.
"Our Transfiguration book. It is by far the most interesting of our subjects."
"How come?" Pansy asked, putting down her copy of Witch Weekly.
"Come on, you get to turn things into other things, and the Animagus ability if you are good enough. You can't tell me that it is not exciting." Edward said, looking at them.
"The book you need to read is the Potions book." Draco said.
"Why?"
"Because Snape is going to test us on it. Happens every year. Now Harry Potter is on this train, anyone want to find him?" He asked, but as he stood, the door opened and a girl with brown frizzy hair was looking in.
"Have any of you seen a toad, Neville has lost one." she said, looking in.
"A toad, who would bring a toad to Hogwarts?" Pansy said, sneering at the girl.
"Well, the same question can go to who would bring a raven to Hogwarts? They are not allowed." she said, pointedly looking at Edward.
"Lilith is allowed in this case. Who are you anyway?"
"Hermione Granger." The girl said.
"I don't know of any Granger family. Are you related to Hector Dagworth-Granger?" Daphne asked, and three pairs of eyes were looking at her.
"No, I'm the first one to have magic."
"Get out of here, dirty mudblood." Draco said, and closed the door on her.
"What do you mean by mudblood?" Edward asked, and Draco turned to him, before starting to explain the Pureblood ideology.
An hour or two had passed when the sweet cart came to them. Draco had finished explaining his reasons for hating muggleborns, and Edward had sided with him for most of it. He decided to order a book on Wizarding Customs soon. "Anything from the trolley?" The lady asked, and Edward got up, and looked at the the selection, before buying two boxes of Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans.
"Be careful, they mean every flavour. I got old sock one time." Draco said, shivering at the memory.
"Well, I'll open it up, and everyone take one." Edward said, and he opened it. "I'll go first." he said, before taking a pale yellow one. Eating it, he smiled. "Pancake." he said.
"Lucky, my turn." Daphne said, before taking a brown one. "Chocolate." She declared happily. Pansy went next.
"Mmm, strawberry." Then it was Draco's turn, and he took a yellow one.
"Ughh, vomit." he said, spitting it out, and everyone laughed at him. This went on for some time but they stopped when they saw Draco getting all the bad flavours. A second reason for stopping was the redheaded boy coming in.
"You disgusting snakes!" He said, and everyone looked at him.
"What do you mean?" Draco asked, looking way too innocent.
"How dare you call Hermione that name." the boy said.
"Don't know what you mean, Edward did you see anything?" Draco asked.
"I just saw a mudblood, no girl." Edward said. The boy looked at him in shock.
"How could you call someone that? You aren't a pureblood."
"Maybe not, but I know the truth, and they accepted me." Edward smirked, couldn't have anyone else knowing his secret.
"Traitor. Bet you just lick their boots." The boy snarled, and Edward jumped at him. He once again grabbed him and pushed him.
"I've lost my temper with you. I don't know who you are and I don't care. But my family is still richer than yours, looking at those robes. Now go away." He let go, and turned his back. The boy laughed.
"Still can't tell me off. Maybe you are too stuck up to notice yourself up their arses." He said.
"Fuck off!" Edward shouted, and pointed his wand at the boy, who went flying down the train. When he hit the floor, he got up and ran. Edward smirked, then walked back in to his compartment.
They arrived at Hogsmeade Station without anymore unwelcome interruptions and headed towards the lake. "First years over here." A large man said, and all four of them sneered at him in disgust..
"Half-breed, shouldn't even be here." Draco said, and they all nodded. They stepped into the boats, and headed towards the castle.
They arrived sooner than they thought they would, and were soon stepping off the boats to some stone stairs. The half-giant led them up, and knocked on the door. McGonagall, someone he remembered from his letter, opened the door. "First years Professor McGonagall."
"Thank you Hagrid. Welcome to Hogwarts. In a moment, you will be sorted into your houses. Your houses will be like your family. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin." She stopped, having just seen the raven on Edward's shoulder. "Mr Thorn, what is that?"
"This is Lilith, my familiar." Edward said, and McGonagall looked incredulous.
"Very well, I will let this go once. Please wait here. I'll be back for your sorting." McGonagall stated, walking away.
"It's true; Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Draco said to Edward, and he looked to where he was pointing.
"Don't bother, it looks like he is already friends with the redhead and the mudblood." Edward said, and Draco nodded, along with the two girls.
"Everybody follow me." McGonagall said from behind them, and they moved into the Great Hall.
They eventually came to a stop, in a single file line. Edward was between Draco and Daphne. "Really, we have to sit a stool." Edward said, but as he finished, McGonagall withdrew a hat, and it began to sing. As its song ended, Edward looked disgusted. "We have to put on a hat?"
"It would seem so." Draco said, horrified at having to wear such a thing. It started to sort people, and Edward didn't pay attention until,
"Greengrass, Daphne." Said McGonagall.
"Good luck Daphne." Edward said, and she sent him a quick smile, before walking up to the stool. She put the hat on, and it was on for several minutes before
"Slytherin." Was announced by the hat, and she went to the table. Edward kept looking on as Draco and Pansy were also sorted into Slytherin. He had to keep himself from laughing at the silence that fell for Potter, but managed to keep his mouth shut. Suddenly,
"Thorn, Edward." McGonagall said, and Edward walked up towards the hat. He sat down and placed it on.
"Well, what do we have here?" The hat seemed to say.
"Put me in Slytherin." Edward said to it.
"Let me do my job please. Hmm, you are very intelligent, loyal to those you trust, but you have such great ambition. Hmm, what is this? No, no." The hat said, sounding terrified.
"Put me in Slytherin." Edward said again, having a feeling that he knew what the hat had just found.
"Yes. Yes, of course. Slytherin!" The hat said, shouting out the last word, and Edward took off the hat to a silent great hall.