I read the words for a second time before they vanished.

Before I could say anything to the still confused Harry a loud voice tore through the crowds and reached our ears.

"- packed with Muggles, of course-", the nostalgic voice made me look towards the group of people making their way towards here.

"Well Harry I think you should just follow those guys. I think they know where the platform is.", I said smiling while pointing at the red headed group.

"Yeah. Let's go then.", saying he held his luggage and started walking before looking back at me.

"Well aren't you coming?", he asked confused as to why I didn't follow.

"Em...Yeah I don't really know if I am invited?", I said uncertainly.

"Didn't you get the letter?", asked Harry looking confused.

"No, I...wait a minute..", saying I looked at the recently discovered trunk beside the seat.

I opened it up to find a crumbled letter and a book with the cover of Hogwarts.

'Did the book come with me. No first..'

I grabbed the letter with a shaky hand while my heart thundered in my chest and opened it to reveal a familiar curved handwriting.

HOGWARTS SCHOOL OF WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY

Headmaster: Albus Dumbledore

(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorcerer., Chief. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confederation. of Wizards)

Dear Mr Dastaan,

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1st September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July. Yours sincerely,

Minerva McGonagall.

Deputy Headmistress.

If I wasn't in front of Harry in a unfamiliar place I would have definitely shouted with all my guts, 'HOLY SHIT!' but I am so I controlled my beating heart before turning around.

'Did I accept or not? Well only one way to find out...', I packed the trunk.

"Yeah I am coming", I looked expectantly towards Harry. He smiled despite me taking my time.

I walked a bit faster and we both looked for the Weasley family. Due to me making us late, we couldn't catch up to them. By the time we did find them, Mrs Weasley went through the magical brick wall with Ginny and vanished.

"At least we found the gate", I said looking at Harry.

We stood in front of the wall.

"I guess we just run in..", Harry suggested.

"..yeah run face first right into a brick wall and hope for the best. MAGIC they call it...", I joked.

I took the lead since Harry looked a tad nervous.

I too am nervous even though I already knew what and how all of this was going to go. I tried to walk confidently but broke into a sprint at the last second while dragging my trunk behind me. The minute I was about to collide with the wall, I closed my eyes on instinct. For a second I felt a cold feeling wash over me before the hum and sound of a packed train station took hold.

I opened my eyes to look at a scarlet colored steam powered train which opened up in front of me. Behind me came Harry's gasp of surprise.

"Now this is what I call Magic", I laughed and turned to look at Harry.

His face looked full of wonder as his neck looked right and left to take in everything.

"Let's get on the train before it leaves. We are already late as is.", I told Harry before I walked ahead.

The train was packed full with kids talking to the parents, fighting each other for seats and whatnot. The various birds and creatures hooted and cawed. It looked hectic in the movie even more so in the book but here it looked just short of a stall to call this a bazaar. Not many people noticed at first but I could feel the gazes on Harry increasing as we moved forward. His mop of hair actually helped him conceal his identity.

We made our way through the throng of people trying to find a empty compartment. I knew where we would find it but I was looking around for the Weasley Family. The guy that was a part of the Golden Trio : Ronald Weasley.

I had changed the very start of this story just by existing. I am growing worried what else my 'existence' will change. The Butterfly effect has now begun. I could just hope that it wouldn't be any worse than it would have been.

I looked around the place; it made me nostalgic more so than anything. I mean..even while looking at the various pets moving around, I was reminded of the last scene in the movie.

I sighed while Harry prompted, "This one's empty. Dastaan let's get in before someone else comes in."

I nodded while helping him open the door. I helped him with his luggage all the while looking around for the infamous twins to show up and help us but even that didn't happen.

After helping ourselves into the compartment we got comfortable and started talking. I am too excited to talk to Harry about all the things that I saw.

"Magic is a pretty convenient thing I guess.", I said as I heard the train whistle it's departure.

"Yeah it's pretty new to me. I lived with my Aunt who..can't use Magic.", Harry nodded while looking at the passing families as they said their farewells.

"The letter must have been quite a surprise then..", I smirked knowing exactly the surprise it had given to both the Dursley family and Harry.

"Yeah, you could say so..", he ran his hand through his mop of hair and sighed.

"Nervous?", I asked.

"A little" ,he replied honestly.

"I might not look like it but this is the first time for me too."

Harry looked surprised as he glanced at me, "It didn't look like that to me though. You clearly know much more about all this magic stuff more than me."

"Not really. This is the first time I am riding the Hogwarts Express. I read about all this. Not the specifics but yeah I do know a little which makes me nervous but also kinda giddy. Can you understand?"

"Of course I do. I feel the same way.", Harry returned a smile.

"So Harry, wonder what your house is gonna be?"

"House?"

"Well yeah it's a age old tradition at Hogwarts. There are four houses based on the four founders who created Hogwarts. They are Godric Gryffindor, Helga Hufflepuff, Rowena Ravenclaw and Salazar Slytherin. The last names became the name of the houses which each signify a different ...hmm...aspect of a witch or wizard."

"How so?", asked Harry while tilting his specs upward.

"I mean according to what I read, each of the founders prized a few...qualities more than the others and thus the different houses were born. Godric is said to be a noble warrior who chose qualities of Bravery and Courage. Helga gathered around her all those loyal and hardworking. Rowena looked favorably upon the pursuit of knowledge and wisdom and Salazar deemed all those of un-pure Blood as trash while gathering all the nobles within his house.", I took a deep breath after saying all that to look at a puzzled Harry.

"And this was how Hogwarts and its House's came to be." , I finished in a grand manner while standing.

"Oh Wow, I didn't know any of this. God what do I do...", Harry looked nervous before but now he looked downright terrified.

"Hey..hey it's okay", I consoled him. "I am right here...if you want to know anything just ask me and I will tell you everything I know."

"Really!", said Harry while still looking pale.

"Of course what are friends for?", I shamelessly made him a friend.

'I am friends with The Harry Potter. Calm my beating heart...', I clutched my chest melodramatically.

"Friends..huh.", Harry paused before a never before seen smile blossomed on his innocent face. His smile made the whole carriage compartment brighter for a second.

'Damn I can't look straight at him. The halo of innocence is strong on this one...', I joked.

"So..."

"So what", he continued.

"Ask away.", I egged him.

Before he could say anymore, the compartment door opened and I saw the familiar red hair boy peek through the door.

Ding

The Story [Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone] has begun.

"The hell!..."