Harry wakes up to see Susan still sleeping, So he gets out of bed and goes to the shower. while taking off his clothes, he starts to sense a presence in the back of his mind. he shrugged it off and proceeded into the shower.

Susan woke up hearing water running from the bathroom. Getting out of bed, she realizes that they're going to King's cross station in a few minutes, so she goes into the bathroom not knowing that Harry is in the shower.

"Susan, is that you?" Harry asked seeing her through the shower door.

"Oh, Harry you scared me!" Susan said as she opened the shower door and walked in with him.

"So, you wanna shower with me?" Harry asked, grabbing the sponge and started washing her back like before. Susan started washing her hair and moaned as she felt Harry moved his finger down to her clitoris.

"Mmm, Harry, that feels good." Susan moaned as she finished washing her hair under the water.

"I'm sure it does Susie." Harry said turning her to face him and kissed her sliding his tongue into her mouth to dance with hers.

Susan pulled out of the kiss and looked down to see his penis was standing straight up against her abdomen. she wrapped her fingers around it and moved her hand up and down washing it under the water. seeing it was eight inches, she gets down on her knees and ran her tongue up and down his shaft.

Mmm, let's get dressed." Harry moaned as she kissed the tip of his penis.

"Mmm, okay but we're going to have a talk about this tonight." Susan said as she got out of the shower and dried her body off sensing him getting turned on. "Harry, let's head downstairs to the living room."

Harry finished putting his clothes on and kissed her again. Susan pulled him down to the living room as they had grabbed their trunks and used the floo to get to Kings Cross Station.

Amelia had followed Harry and Susan to platforms nine and ten when they spot the weasley family and caught a few words of what they were saying.

"Packed with Muggles, of course." the woman said. "Now, what was the platform number?"

"Nine and three Quarters!" piped the small red headed girl, who was holding her mother's hand. "Mum, can't I go?"

"You're not old enough, Ginny, now be quiet. Alright, Percy, you go first."

What looked like the oldest boy marched toward platforms nine and ten. Harry watched along with Susan, careful not to blink in case he missed it. But just as the boy reached the dividing barrier between the two platforms, a large crowd of tourists came swarming in front of him and by the time the last backpack had cleared away, the boy had vanished.

"Fred, you next." The plump woman said.

"I'm not fred, I'm George," said the boy. "Honestly woman, you call yourself our mother? Can't you tell I'm George?"

"Sorry George, dear."

"Only joking, I am Fred." said the boy, and off he went.

Amelia noticed the look that Harry had on his face, and smiled. Susan took Harry's hand and walked over to the Weasley's and waited.

"Okay Ron, you're next." The woman said, when she noticed Harry and Susan standing next to Amelia, she walked over to them.

"Oh hello dear," she said. " First time at Hogwarts? Ron's new, too."

She pointed at the last and youngest of her sons. He was tall, thin, and gangling, with freckles, big hands and feet, and a long nose.

"Hello Molly, Long time no see." Amelia said.

"Amelia Bones, How are you doing these days?" Molly asked.

"I'm doing fine, Molly." Amelia said. "My niece and young Harry here, are starting Hogwarts together."

The young girl from earlier walked over to them both and noticed Harry, so she walked over him and said. "Hello, I'm Ginny."

"I'm Harry and this is Susan." Harry said, noticing that Ginny was starting to feel nervous.

"Harry, she seems very nervous, my love." Susan thought.

"So did Albus tell you to ask what the platform number was, or did you forget about the statute of secrecy?" Amelia said, furiously.

"Oh good heavens no, i just forgot where the barrier was." Molly said.

"Well, then we're going to have a long talk, later." Amelia said, before turning back to Harry and Susan.

"Now, all you have to do, is go straight at the wall between Platforms nine and ten." Amelia said. "Don't stop and don't be scared you'll crash into it, that's very important."

"Start with a bit of a run if you're nervous." Molly said. "Go on, go now before Ron."

"Er, okay." said Harry.

He pushed his trolley around and stared at the barrier. It looked very solid. He started walking toward it. People jostled him on their way to platforms nine and ten. Harry walked more quickly. He was going to smash right into that barrier and then he'd be in trouble leaning forward on his cart, he broke into a heavy run, the barrier was coming nearer and nearer, he wouldn't be able to stop, the cart was out of control, he was a foot away, he closed his eyes ready for the crash. It didn't come, he kept on running until he opened his eyes.

A scarlet steam engine was waiting next to a platform packed with people. A sign overhead said Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock. Harry looked behind him and saw a wrought iron archway where the barrier had been, with the words Platform Nine and Three-Quarters on it. He had done it.

Susan appeared right behind him as he moved his trolley forward near the train. Smoke from the engine drifted over the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of every color wound here and there between their legs. Owls hooted to one another in a disgruntled sort of way over the babble and the scraping of heavy trunks.

The first few carriages were already packed with students, some hanging out of the window to talk to their families, some fighting over seats. Harry pushed his cart off down the platform in search of an empty seat. He passed Neville who said. "Gran, I've lost my toad again."

"Oh, Neville." he heard the old woman sigh.

A boy with dreadlocks was surrounded by a small crowd.

"Give us a look, Lee, go on."

The boy lifted the lid of a box in his arms, and the people around him shrieked and yelled as something inside poked out a long, hairy leg.

Harry pressed on through the crowd until he found an empty compartment near the end of the train. He put Hedwig inside first and then started to shove and heave his trunk toward the train door. He tried to lift it up the steps but could hardly raise one end and twice he dropped it painfully on his foot.

"Want a hand?" It was one of the red haired twins he'd followed through the barrier.

"yes, please." Harry panted.

"Oi, Fred! C'mer and help!"

With the twins help, Harry's trunk was at last tucked away in a corner of the compartment.

"Thanks." said Harry, pushing his sweaty hair out of his eyes.

"What's that?" said one of the twins suddenly, pointing at Harry's lightning scar.

"Blimey," said the other twin. "Are you?"

"He is." said the first twin. "Aren't you?" he added to Harry.

"What?" said Harry.

"Harry Potter." chorused the twins.

"Oh, him." said Harry. "I mean, yes, I am."

The two boys gawked at him, and Harry felt himself turning red. Then, to his relief, a voice came floating in through the train's open door.

"Fred? George? Are you there?"

With one last look at Harry, the twins hopped off the train.

Harry sat down next to the window where, half hidden, he could watch the red haired family on the platform and hear what they were saying. Their mother had just taken out her handkerchief.

"Ron, you've got something on your nose."

The youngest boy tried to jerk out of the way, but she grabbed him and began rubbing the end of his nose.

"Mum, Geroff." He wriggled free.

"Aaah, has ickle Ronnie got somfink on his nosie?" said one of the twins.

"Shut up," said Ron.

Harry watched as the boy got embarrassed by the twins. as he laughed, he heard two girls talking outside of his compartment.

"I'm telling you Sue, Harry needs to know." said Hannah.

"I'll tell him in private, besides i don't want to scare him off." said Susan as she found Harry's compartment.

Harry looked to see Susan walking in, and motioned for her to sit down.

"Thank you, Harry." said Susan.

"You're welcome, Susie." said Harry, making her blush. "So, what did you want to tell me?"

"Oh, we seen a girl that was looking for something." said Susan. "She looked like she had green eyes."

"Neville probably lost trevor." said Harry, as he motioned for her to sit next to him. "I heard him mention it to his grandmother."

Susan looked down at his jeans to see a buldge. "Harry, are you hard?" she asked, causing him to look down.

"Oh, yeah, I guess I am." said Harry, yanking his jeans off and his briefs revealing his hard penis. "What are you going to do about it?"

Susan moved into his lap, and whispered something into his ear. "Oh man, you're more naughty than i thought."

Suddenly there was a knock while they were changing into their robes.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?" The Red headed boy asked, pointing at the seat opposite Harry. "Everywhere else is full."

Harry shook his head and the boy sat down. He glanced at Harry and Susan, and then looked quickly out of the window, pretending he hadn't looked. Harry saw he still had a black mark on his nose.

"Hey, Ron."

The twins were back.

"Listen, we're going down the middle of the train, Lee Jordan's got a giant tarantula down there."

"Right." mumbled Ron.

"Harry," said the other twin, "did we introduce ourselves?" Fred and George Weasley. And this is Ron, our brother. See you later, then."

"Bye," said Harry, Susan, and Ron. The twins leave shutting the door.

"Are you really Harry Potter?" Ron blurted out.

Harry nodded, "Susie, we're almost there, go get your robes on." he thought.

Susan got up, kissed him and left.

"Oh, well, I thought it might be one of Fred and George's jokes." said Ron. "And have you really got the, you know.."

He pointed at Harry's forehead.

Harry pulled back his bangs to show the lightning scar. Ron stared.

"So that's where You-Know-Who?"

"yes," said Harry. "but I can't remember it."

"Nothing?" said Ron eagerly.

"Well, I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else."

"Wow." said Ron.

They got talking about family's and Hogwarts houses, when Neville came knocking on the compartment door.

"Harry, have you seen my toad anywhere?" he asked.

When Harry shook his head, he wailed, I've lost him! He keeps getting away from me!"

"Don't worry Nev," said Harry. "He'll turn up.

As Neville left, Ron turned to Harry. " Don't know why he's so bothered," said Ron. "If I'd brought a toad, I'd lose it as quick as I could. Mind you, I brought Scabbers, so I can't talk."

The rat was still snoozing on Ron's lap.

"He might have died and you wouldn't know the difference." said Ron in disgust. "I tried to turn him yellow yesterday to make him more interesting, but the spell didn't work. I'll show you, look..."

He rummaged around in his trunk and pulled out a very battered looking wand. It was chipped in places and something white was glistening at the end.

"Unicorn hair's nearly poking out. Anyway"

He had just raised his wand when the compartment door slid open again. The toadless boy was back, but this time he had a girl with him. She was already wearing her new Hogwarts robes.

"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one." She said. She had a bossy sort of voice, lots of bushy brown hair, and rather large front teeth.

"We've already told him we haven't seen it," said Ron, but the girl wasn't listening, she was looking at the wand in his hand.

"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see it, then."

She sat down. Ron looked taken aback.

"Er, all right."

He cleared his throat.

"Sunshine, Daisies, Butter mellow, Turn this stupid, fat rat yellow."

He waved his wand, but nothing happened. Scabbers stayed gray and fast asleep.

"Are you sure that's a real spell?" said the girl. "Well, it's not very good, is it? I've tried a few simple spells just for practice and it's all worked for me. Nobody in my family's magic at all, it was ever such a surprise when I got my letter, but I was ever so pleased, of course, I mean, it's the very best school of witchcraft there is, I've heard. I've learned all our course books by heart, of course, I just hope it will be enough, I'm Hermione Granger, by the way, who are you?" she said all this very fast.

"I'm Ron Weasley." Ron muttered.

"Harry Potter," said Harry.

"Are you really?" said Hermione. "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."

"Am I?" said Harry, feeling dazed.

"Anyway, you two should be getting into your robes," she said. "I expect we'll be arriving, soon."

"Whatever House I'm in, I hope she's not in it." said Ron. He threw his wand back into his trunk. "Stupid spell, George gave it to me, bet he knew it was a dud."

"What house are your brothers in?" asked Harry.

"Gryffindor." said Ron.

"I heard that my parents were in Gryffindor." said Harry. "But, I'll wait and see where it puts me."

after they finish talking, Neville walks into the compartment and walks over to Harry.

"um, Harry, we need to talk in private." said Neville, sitting down at his side.

"What's on your mind, Nev?" asked Harry.

"Harry, this is very personal." said Neville, as he turned to Ron telling him to excuse them.

"What's going on?" asked Harry. "you're starting to worry me."

"Did Susan say there's a girl with green eyes on the Express?" said Neville. "Because it's possible that you have a twin."

"You know Nev, you're probably right." said Harry. "I don't know, because Andi never mentioned anything about me having a sister."

"Check with Gringotts," said Neville. "maybe there's something that could be looked into."

Susan walked back to Harry's compartment to find Neville talking to him about what was mentioned. "Emily." thought Susan.

"Oh, Hey Neville, are you sitting with Harry as well?" asked Susan.

"Yeah, I'm talking to him about the Alliance in our family's." said Neville. "How much does Harry know about the sacred twenty-eight?"

"we've never talked about it with him." said Susan. "Auntie wanted to go to Gringotts before bringing it up."

Neville and Susan started to educate him in everything they knew about the Alliance from Amelia, Andromeda, and Augusta. Susan mentioned how her parents were friends with the Potter's throughout Hogwarts. While Neville brought up how his dad was an Auror, but left a few things that his grandmother told him about that was private.

During their conversation, The compartment door slid open again, except it was three boys that entered, and Harry recognized the middle one at once. It was the pale boy from Madam Malkin's robe shop. He was looking at Harry with a lot more interest than he'd shown back in Diagon Alley.

"'is it true?" he said. "They're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment. So it's you, is it?"

"yes," said Harry.

"Oh, this is Crabbe and this is Goyle." said the pale boy carelessly, noticing where Harry was looking. "And my name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Ron standing there watching the interaction, gave a slight cough, which might have been hiding a snigger. Draco looked at him.

"Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me the Weasleys have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford."

He turned back to Harry. "You'll soon find out 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 coldly.

"Well, the offer still stands." said Draco. "see you around."

"you've met Malfoy before?" asked Ron.

Harry explained about their meeting in Diagon Alley.

"I've heard of his family," said Ron darkly. "They were some of the first to come back to our side after You-Know-Who disappeared. Said they'd been under the imperious curse. My dad doesn't believe it. He says Malfoy's father didn't need an excuse to go over to the Dark Side." He turned to Hermione. "Can we help you with something?"

" You'd better hurry up and put your robes on, I've just been up to the front to ask the conductor, and he says we're nearly there. You haven't been fighting, have you? You'll be in trouble before we even get there.

"Scabbers has been fighting, not us." said Ron, scowling at her. "Would you mind leaving while i change?"

"All right, I only came in here because people outside are behaving very childishly, racing up and down the corridors," said Hermione in a sniffy voice. "And you've got dirt on your nose, by the way, did you know?"

"Looks like we're almost there, Harry." Thought Susan.

" Yeah Sue, let's get to the front of the train." Thought Harry, walking down to the front of the train.

Harry's stomach lurched with nerves and Ron, he saw, looked pale under his freckles.

The train slowed right down and finally stopped. People pushed their way toward the door and out on to a tiny, dark platform. Harry shivered in the cold night air. Then a lamp came bobbing over the heads of the students, and Harry and Susan heard a familiar voice.

"Firs' years! Firs' years over here! All right there, Harry?" Hagrid's big hairy face beamed over the sea of heads.

"C'mon, follow me, any more firs' years? Mind yer step, now! Firs' years follow me!"