Heyya guys or as I have learned Namaste.

I didn't have time to think much since the next part of the golden trio and one of the main protagonist of the story presented itself. The eleven year Ronald Weasley stood looking at the partially unfilled compartment with a sheepish smile.

"Hey can I sit here, all the other compartments are full.", Ron Weasley asked while looking at the empty seats.

"Sure", I answered after once looking at Harry.

"Hi, I am Ron Weasley.", he extended his hand to me first since I sat closer.

"Nice to meet you, Ron. I am Dastaan. Just Dastaan and this here is.."

"Hi, my name is Harry Potter.", Harry just said it outright.

Gasp!

Ron gasped while his eyes darted right to the forehead at Harry Potter.

"Do you have the..um...the Scar?", asked Ron tentatively.

"Wow man! You are not subtle at all", I laughed at him.

"Oh yeah I do", Harry lifted his bangs and showed his lightning shaped red scar. The movie aside, it shown distinctively on his pale skin like an angry wound.

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

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

'I can..all of it.', I thought.

"Nothing?" said Ron eagerly.

"Well - I remember a lot of green light, but nothing else. ", replied a glum Harry

'But it was so much more than green light, your mother's sacrifice set not only your's but this world's destiny in blood.'

It was weird to know that you would know something about someone better than they themselves knew it. Considering my knowledge, I could actually divine everything that will happen for Harry till the end of his days which for a second frankly scared me. I could right here and right now tell him his destiny but would that be right? I could end this whole story before it even began and would me telling him this prophecy change something? I think not. He's had a prophecy about him before and we all know how that turned out.

"Wow,", Ron's exclamation brought me out of my reverie. I could see Harry smile at this new found admiration from someone he knew.

'Speaking of Cool lets try this...'

"Ron, before you introduce yourselves. Let me guess a few things about you.", I smiled at him and winked at Harry.

"Um..Sure go ahead I guess."

"Well for starters, you are a first year like us. I can infer that you come from a wizard family, quite big if I might say so. You are not the first child; perhaps I think 5th and your father works at the ministry. Also you have a unique rat as a pet which I can hear squeaking in your pocket.", I finished grandly to the astonished duo. I felt embarrassed at trying to impress a couple of 11 year old's but they were or were going to be the golden trio. That in itself was quite an achievement.

"How..how did you know that?", Ron first raised then lowered his voice while asking.

"Elementary Ronald. We saw your entire family while passing the station and I heard your mother talk about her husband's Ministry affairs which I could only guess meant his employment. The rat was a bit hard but you confirmed my guess when I heard it inside your pocket."

"Oh yeah, now that you say it. It does seem pretty obvious. About my name though..."

"I guessed. Also there is something on your nose, right here", I pointed to my nose while sitting back in my seat. I removed a handkerchief from my pocket which I didn't know of and gave it to Ron who wiped his nose with it.

Ron took out his rat from his pocket afterwards and I couldn't help but look at the rat animagus form of the traitor Peter Pettigrew. This information is a disaster waiting to happen. The ripples I would make just simply by exposing his true form would be so beyond my imagination that I couldn't help but stare at the rat for a full minute.

"Is there something wrong?", Ron asked doubtfully when I didn't look at the duo. They had been telling each other (mostly Harry) about their history living in a magical/muggle household. I listened but my mind was preoccupied with something else.

"Just...this rat something's definitely fishy about it", I rubbed my non-existent goatee.

"What...Scabbers is an odd rat. It's been in my family since Percy first went to Hogwarts.", the rat shook when Ron stroked him before going rigid at my question.

"and how long ago was that?"

"Well some ten odd years I think. Dad once checked him out but couldn't find any reason for his long life", I could almost feel Pettigrew's body shake due to the anxiety it must be feeling right now so I ended the discussion with the next word.

"Odd."

Even after knowing everything about this world and almost everything about Magic, I couldn't help asking Ron a series of questions. We (harry and me) had a muggle background so Ron answered everything. The train traveled its way through the old country side and I couldn't help but feel amazed at the scenery that passes me by. Time passed as if it didn't exist. Some time after the twins Fred and George made their appearances in the (Deja vu!) same way as foretold (hey! I could say that now.) I made their acquaintances while they peppered Harry with a bunch of questions. As they were leaving I took aside Fred (I think!) and asked him a favor to which he happily obliged.

Seeing them made me remember that they would be the proud owners of the Wizarding world's most famous shop. They would have rolled around in money..galleons if not for Voldemort.

'Wait a freaking second, do I have any money? I mean I did came to be right on the platform. Even if I enter Hogwarts, what about books and other expenses. Shit! this is stressing now..especially now that I have seen them, been here.'

My ruminations made me melancholy and for a minute there, my mind drifted towards the worst case scenario of being thrown out of Hogwarts. I shook my head to clear the dark thoughts and watched the tall pine trees pass my carriage.

" This world is also a world I guess. ", I muttered to no-one in particular. I sighed and looked towards the duo who had taken on one of the most interesting topic to discuss to date.

"So you are saying that you didn't have a toilet before...", Harry said.

"Yeah, I mean mum says she just whooshed away the..the..you know."

"The shit, you mean.", I helped the rapidly reddening Ron. Me and Harry had laughed at his family expense for the whole trip. Magical families seemed quite odd in a very funny way to both of us due to our muggle upbringing. Our laughs had made Ron quite a bit ruffled.

"Now that I think about it, this begs the question where does the whooshed poop go to?", I deliberated intentionally. "After hearing my own question, I am not quite sure I want to know."

"It's magic, you know. Mum always told my dad their was no reason to bring in a muggle thing in her house but he was adamant. Don't know why he likes the muggle things anyway?"

"Well muggles are fascinating, they don't have Magic and yet they have done so many things. I am very curious to know how exactly the wizarding world has developed it's magic technology?", I intentionally went full fan mode on them both to which Ron only asked.

"Tech..what?"

"Forget what I just said. Ron tell us about Quidditch. Sounds like a confusing sport."

"Well..."

After quite a while of us bickering and Harry trying to understand the rules of this most popular wizarding game, a bell neared and I knew this is the trolley for sweets. The door opened on it's own and the kind looking lady looked at us.

"Anything off the cart, dears?"

"No thanks. I am all set.", Ron showed his homemade sandwich while gulping audibly.

I'm not much better since I remembered that I hadn't had anything to eat since well before I got here which wasn't all that while ago. My stomach grumbled as if woken awake by the sight and I almost salivated.

"We will take the lot", said Harry while taking out a handful of gold coins from his tattered pockets after looking at our faces.

"Oh wow, you are loaded Harry. ", I almost got blinded by the golden light. Harry rubbed his nose after the trolley aunt only took a single coin and gave a compartment full of wizarding sweets. I couldn't help myself and took unwrapped a toffee immediately while putting it in my mouth. An unfamiliar taste rose on my tongue before a ice cold feeling traveled down to my stomach and back up my mouth. I exhaled unconsciously towards the window and watched in fascination as the whole window clogged up with frost. Harry laughed at my dumbfounded face and Ron exclaimed, "That's Frost-tooth. They are know to give you..."

"BrainFreeze!", I yelled as I felt the icy coldness reach my head and made me numb. I massaged my head while scowling at the laughing duo in front of me. "A little warning would be nice, you know!"

We got the rest of the sweets arranged between ourselves (and Harry had to "coax" Ron to eat), I with an audible gulp of excitement and with a wavering hand picked up one of the most interesting sweet of them all.

"Bertie Botts Every Flavour Beans" , I read out loud while opening the box excitedly and taking out one which looked like a toffee.

"You want to be careful with those",Ron warned which I ignored and straight up ate it. It was coconut but after thinking about it for a second and looking at Harry's expectant face, a brave idea came to me.

"Alas..Earwax", I said after a second of thought. Ron made a 'Eww' face while Harry just looked uncomfortable. I laughed it off after which we began our own personal ravaging of the sweets that lay in front of us.

The chocolate frog came up which Harry opened and got a Dumbledore card and while Ron explained to him their worth as a collector, I took a look and found the Dumbledore likeness to be the exact same as I watched in the movie.

If I was right then next will be..I sighed ruefully, "Hey guys will you believe me if I tell you that someone's frog just got misplaced."

Ron and Harry looked confused but before they could say anything, the compartment door slid open and the future bad-ass gryffindor entered.

"Sorry", said an plum little kid "have you guys seen a toad at all?"

Gasp!

Ron's exaggerated gasp and Harry's open mouth made the matter even more comical. Neville just looked between the three of us before I replied, "No we haven't but we will inform the prefects if we find it."

"Th..thank you.", Neville stuttered and went away.

"Did you just divine the future!", Ron yelled at me excitedly and Harry just looked dumbfounded.

But before I could say anything, through the door poked the head and brain of the golden trio and one of the most amazing actresses of my world (Emma!) Hermione Granger. I met her once a long time ago, I liked her quite a lot (she was my crush!) but her character here is a different matter all-together.

'Should I even confuse the matters of my world with this world. The Emma of my world and Hermione of this world are two entirely different things. I can't just equate them to each other.'

This Hermione had all the makings of a bookworm, her insecurity about this new reality in front of her made her bossy and difficult to make friends with.

'I don't care about that. Let's just see how it goes.'

"Well I too have a spell...", Ron had been interrupted when Hermione poked her head in. He looked mighty ruffled by it.

"Did someone say something about divining the future? Let's see it then.", Hermione asked while looking curiously around the compartment.

"Shouldn't you be helping someone look for their frog?", I said while still looking at her. She had already changed her clothes so I had to stop myself to fantasize about the adult her and superimpose her on this younger her. I am not a pedophile thank you.

"Yeah, I have..wait a second, I never told you about any frog or me helping someone.", she had almost turned before startling and turning her head almost 180 to look at me.

"Hey Dastaan did you really just divine the future?", Harry asked ever so nervous feeling left out in all the magic that happened around him.

"It's just a feeling. Most of the time it doesn't work but when it does it's mostly right. It's a pain in the ass to tell you the truth.", I answered haphazardly.

"A feeling huh...I have heard about it.", started Ron. I could almost see the rusted rig he called a head move itself and start thinking.

"My mom said that divination is the most mysterious branch of Magic. One that rarely anyone can use but those who can are all cuckoo...", he looked at me, "You don't look crazy so maybe you just heard it."

I almost wanted to hit him given his great deduction but I digressed. I shrugged and sighed before Hermione walked in sat right next to me all the while giving me goosebumps. Watching them on a screen is a different matter but seeing them in the flesh and knowing the journey they will set on before they have even began is quite nostalgic. I couldn't help smiling at Hermione as he flourished out her wand to let me re-watch the scene of their friendship.

"I have already tried some simple ones for myself. For example : Oculus Reparo.", she had pointed and flicked her wand at Harry's spectacles and looked pretty smug at Harry's and Ron's open mouths. I looked on expectantly and even asked for Harry's glasses to observe the spell clearly.

Reader's right activated:

Oculus Reparo spell had been documented.

I heard a faint yet quite distinctive voice telling me that. I so wanted to just remove the mysterious notebook and read it but I couldn't; not right now and here.

"Holy Cricket! You are Harry Potter!" I have read all about you, of course...", she said to which I couldn't help but interrupt.

"In Modern Magical History and The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts and Great Wizarding events of the twentieth century. I know." Her eyes locked onto me as if she was seeing a live specimen of an alien.

"How did you..?", her question cut short as Harry prompted.

"Wait, I am in Magical books?", Harry looked towards me for confirmation.

"Yeah, I mean you are a pretty famous person and the only person to survive Voldemort so-"

Gasp! ,the gasp from Ron and slight nudge of Hermione made Harry lips twitch.

"You said You-Know-Who's name.", said Ron as his neck swung to Harry as if looking for something to follow up.

"What is he gonna do to me when he is dead anyway.", I answered Ron wide eyes and Hermione's open mouth. Harry looked much better after my answer and smiled at me.

"Anyway I am Hermione Granger and..you guys are?", the previous surprise must have knock the last question out of her head because she got down to introductions.

"Ermm..Ron Weasley.", replied Ron with his mouth still full. Her stare fixed on me.

"My name's Dastaan. Just Dastaan.", I extended my hand and she obliged.

"Pleasure. Now I must go to look for the missing toad.", saying she got up and left the compartment.

Outside the forest had thinned and I could gradually see old dirt roads and the enchanting Hogsmead station come into view. The boys nervous as they were started talking about the school houses.

"My family's all always been in gryffindor. Right, you guys know about the houses right...I mean there are four.."

"Yeah we do, Dastaan explained it all to me. So you think you too will be in gryffindor?", Harry asked.

"Yes, I think so. Ravenclaw won't be bad either. I just don't wanna be in Slytherin.", Ron said with a look of realization. "That was You-Know-Who's house."

"Well I don't know about me but I think Dastaan's going to be in gryffindor.", Harry added while nodding at me. The thought surprised me more than what Harry has said.

'Holy Shit! I am going to get sorted into one of the four houses of Hogwarts.'

My feelings must have shown on my face because Harry paused before continuing, "I mean from what you told me about Godric Gryffindor, if I was him I would definitely have chosen you in my house."

"Thanks Harry. I think we will see soon enough. 'It' will make sure of that..", I said even quietly as outside the window I could finally hear the sound of a booming whistle perhaps Hagrid's.

"What do you mean by 'It' ?", Harry asked as he was close enough to hear the end of my sentence.

Before I could answer though, the door opened and in walked the most childish rival/bully of the century at least for Harry Potter.

I almost hit myself because I had somehow forgotten this moment in all my recollections. I curiously looked at the younger version of Tom. He looked exactly like in the movie. Crabbe and Goyle stood behind him like bodyguards trying their best to look mean and intimidating. For me all that did is make me smirk.

My smirk must have irked Draco but he ignored it in favor of looking at each of us and said ,"So is it true what they are saying? Harry Potter is in this compartment."

"Yup you are looking right at him", I stood up while smiling at the trio. Harry hadn't tried to but his unruly hairs had naturally covered his infamous scar and even my luscious hair (so nice to say that again) had in turn made my forehead obscure. My naturally tall height made me a few inches taller than Draco. Harry and Ron kept mum about it which I felt really grateful about. I smirked at Draco while looking behind him at the tag-a-long bullies Crabbe and Goyle.

"They are Crabbe and Goyle", Draco gestured; his familiar arrogance returning,"And my name's Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

Ron snickered which caught Draco's attention, "No need to know your name. My dad told me that all Weasley's have red hair and more children then they can afford."

He smirked at the rapidly reddening Ron and turned towards me while extending his hand, "You will understand that some family's are greater than the rest of them. You would do well to choose friends wisely."

I didn't take his hand but a smirk had already came upon my face, "Say, Draco right. Is your dad alright? I mean I heard that he was forced to change Voldemort's diaper or something once upon a time. That he was mind-controlled so to say. It must be hard for him and for your family. I mean to change a grown man's diaper must be tough. All that shit!"

At the start Draco's smiled turned stiff, then his face turned paler (if possible!) then he rapidly reddened with anger. Crabbe and Goyle looked on stupidly at our conversation as if I just hadn't insulted their boss.

Draco whipped out his wand clumsily while still trying to formulate a sentence, "You...Potter..I will make you pay!"

His two goons as if now fully understanding it, took a step forward menacingly while glaring at us. I could hear the faint beat of wings flying towards us to which I smiled.

"Mind your step", I said smirking as a paper bird came flying out of nowhere. For a split second it hovered in between Draco's and my face before I smoothly shut the door over a deafening sound. It almost sounded like a faraway gunshot to me through the compartment window.

I couldn't help chuckle when Harry and Ron got up to see Draco who had tripped and fell face first in the hallway. The funny thing being that the two goons had also fallen down on Draco nearly flattening him in the process.

Ron and Harry couldn't help their laughter seeing Draco trying to remove himself from under the two mini giants. While all this happened the surrounding compartments had already opened and students had rushed in to see the spectacle for themselves.

When Draco finally got up, his glare promised murder. Draco raised his wand at me, a spell almost on his lips before a hand appeared behind him and dragged the wand down ,"There is no magic allowed on the train especially for new students."

Percy made his entrance which I didn't actually think would happen but this is much better. The twins brought up the rear smiling widely and winking at me. I winked back at them. It was me who told them to come find us before Hogwarts.

"My dad will hear of this.", Draco glare could kill me if it could but upon seeing the growing crowd; he went away while his two goons hobbled behind him.

"Tell Mr. Malfoy Harry Potter said Hi.", I shouted to his back. Behind my back the twins and Percy bickered as I thought.

I wanted to confirm which mode of story I am in. I mean at the start, after seeing all the characters and the other almost scene to scene playback of the movies; I thought I am in the movie version of Harry Potter but I had also read the books and the proceeding dialogues and some other things led me to believe that it could also be the book version. With this experiment I confirmed it.

'It's a mix of both..themes; I think. The major movie scenes will happen as they did but the filler is taken from the book.'

"You guys better get ready. I believe we are about to reach it soon.", Hermione's voice broke my thoughts and I turned to look at the compartment. The commotion had already subsided and I didn't even remember sitting down.

Hermione left with a huff; later on I came to know that she had tried to talk to me but I didn't respond.

We changed our clothes to much embarrassment and I found out I already had everything in my bag, clothes included. Before the train could stop we were informed by a loud voice that our luggage should be left behind and it will reach us in the castle. The moment the door opened, I felt the cold seep in my bones. I shivered involuntarily but neither Harry nor Ron felt the same. They just gave me looks while getting off. I rubbed my arms, my eyes trailing up the road towards this world's greatest school , perhaps the only school kids would willingly go to but I didn't see it. A fog rested atop the land now; blocking most of my view. All I could make out were some spires (the pointy ones!).

"Firs' Years, Over here.", before I met Hagrid, I didn't think so much but watching him standing in front of me; he did look exactly like a giant would. I smirked at how soft he was in opposite to his big exterior.

"Firs' years over here", he said and yet his voice boomed ever so loud in my ears. He caught Harry's sight and smiled, "Alrigh' there ,Harry."

Harry nodded and Hagrid took us down-trodden path thick on both sides with shrubs and adult size trees. I think it must be a magical tree since I don't recall seeing any of this kind anywhere in my world.

The path led us to the shores of a dark lake. I turned my head to see the much awaited Castle but I couldn't. The I anticipated the boat ride at first but I couldn't help but be disappointed since I am not a magic-eyed wonder like the other kids. Harry, Ron, me and Neville had shared a boat. The auto moving boat did seem interesting though. It all changed the moment we went under the cliff though. The fog lifted as if by magic (I know!) and suddenly something clicked and a hauntingly familiar soundtrack began playing in the background. I stood rooted on the stop as a magnificent castle came into my view. It's tall magnificent spires and the ancient castle loomed over my eyes as high as I could see.

I felt the coldness increase as we neared the castle. The weird thing was nobody was shivering like me. Not Harry, nor Ron, nor any of the other students. I couldn't help rubbed my hands together to gather some heat; any heat. Harry looked worried at me shivering unlike the others. By the time we reached the opposite shore, I couldn't feel my feet. I fell on my hands after taking a single step on the shore. The cold didn't stop, it seeped in me like it had found in me some empty container which needed filling. Dark spots clouded my vision and my lungs felt smaller by the second.

"HAGRID, Hagri..", I heard Harry's voice call.

I tried ever so hard, ever so hard but I couldn't keep my eyes open. I succumbed to darkness (possibly not Death!) while feeling like someone picked me up like a sack of potatoes. Even un-conscious I could clearly hear the notification come in.

Recorded Entry : Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry.