the train had finally arrived at some place called hogsmede. as harry and ron stepped out of the train, they noticed a large and hairy man was calling for the first years. harry recognized the man from the forest.

as the first years followed the man who was named hagrid. he stopped by a bunch of boats.

"alrigh, only four per boat." hagrid said.

ron and two others got in one boat and looked at harry expectantly. harry narrowed his eyes at the boat and slowly put on of his stumpy legs in the boat. as soon as he put weight on that foot the boat began to sink and he took his foot out.

"blimey." said hagrid. "ye mus be eavier then me if the boat cant hold ye." harry shrugged. "its fine. ill just ski." he said as he shifted to water mode. his bottom crab legs moved under his feet as his upper crab legs split open, revealing a couple of jet boosters.

as the boats moved forward on their own. harry slowly moved along side them. talking with ron and the other two boys. one of which looked extremely nervous.

"relax, mate." said harry. "if anything does attack from the water, you've got me to protect you." the boy turned towards harry. "i'm more concerned for trevor then whats in the water." he said. "trevor?" asked ron. "my toad." said the boy. "you must be neville then." said harry. "im sure he'll turn up eventually." neville nodded. his nervousness being calmed slightly.

the boats came to a stop after a while. professer mcgonagal was waiting by the entrance for them. "professer mcgonagal." hagrid greeted with a nod. "the first years." mcgonagal nodded and gestured for the kids to follow.

they arrived at a set of large double doors and mcgonagal stopped to address the children. she explained what would be happening and that they would be sortrd i to their houses. she warned them of breaking rules losing their house points and that they should strive to not break any.

harry heard most of what she said but was distracted by a bunch of ghosts appearing out of nowhere. most of the other kids screamed but harry just stared in facination.

after the ghosts passed someone spoke up. "so its true then." said a male voice that harry already found slightly annoying. "harry potter lives, and has come to hogwarts." a boy with platinum blonde hair and a very shootable look on his face stepped forward. "and has become something inhuman." the boy sneered. the brat had two brainless baboons on his sides like bodyguards. harry simply raised a preverbial eyebrow.

"this is crab and goyle." the boy said gesturing to the two half baked potatoes. "and i'm mouthfoy. draco mouthfoy." ron stiffled a snort. and harry just gave an amused smirk. "your name is dragon of bad faith?" harry asked. "your parents need to take french if they named you that with such pride." draco sputtered at that but straightened up a second later. "you'll soon find that some wizarding families are better then others." draco said while leering at ron. "you dont want to go making friends with the wrong sort. i can help you there." he held his hand out for harry to shake.

"interesting." said harry. "you insult the first friend i make, attempt to show superiority by having two larger kids as intimidation, and dare to act like youre better then others?" asked harry with sarcasm. harry shifted to dragon form as he loomed over the three boys. he smirked, showing off his sharp teeth.

"here's some friendly advice." harry growled. "when you want to show that you're top dog, make sure you can back up your claims. introducing yourself in such a way is a surefire way to get a target painted on your back. and by the looks of you, you dont have much in terms of skill." draco, forgeting that he was in front of a humanoid dragon at the moment, got in harry's face. "watch what you say, potter." he said. "my father wi-" "will what?" said harry. "he has no power over me. besides, threatening me with your father only makes you look like a weakling that cries to daddy when he doesnt get his way. are you a weakling? or are you a hard working force that makes his own accomplishments and doesnt rely on the accomplishments of his father?" harry asked. that got draco to pause. had he ever actually accomplished anything by himself?

"ron told me about your old man. my guess is you want to be in slytherin like him? well you arent your father. just like i am not mine. you want to make yourself known? you want to be a top dog? dont rely on his reputation. make your own." harry stated. at this point all the first years were staring at harry in shock, awe, and some fear. seeing this harry shifted to his less threatening basic form. there was silence before another voice cried out.

"trevor!"

everyone looked over to see neville picking up a large toad from the steps. "has he been there the whole time?" asked harry. a few students laughed at his comment.

mcgonagal soon returned, telling the students to follow her. harry couldnt help but be facinated by the foating candles and the size of the room they'd come into. hermione was babling something about hogwarts that harry didnt particularly care about but figured it was her way of dealing with nerves.

the group stopped just before a stool with an old hat on it. "now when i call your name, come forward and i shall place the sorting hat on your head." mcgonagal said. "this is a lot less intense then fred and george said it would be." ron said. "what'd they say it'd be?" asked harry. "fighting a troll." ron replied. "really? eleven year olds fighting a troll?" harry retorted with a smirk. "you have no right say that mister i fight giant spiders and golems." ron said. "it was one golem and i literally have a cannon for an arm and cannons on my back. im not exactly your stereotipical eleven year old." harry deadpanned. "okay, fair point." ron said.

"hermione granger." mcgonagal called. hermione walked up to the stool nervously. a few moments passed before the hate called out. "Ravenclaw!" it shouted. hermoine went to sit with her new house. a happy smile on her face.

"she does seem like the studious type." harry said. "... im not." ron said. he looked like he was having an eternal crisis.

"harry potter." mcgonagal called. all the first years turned to harry. "wow, not subtle there guys." he said as we walked up to the stool. his stump feet making loud clanking noises in the now quiet hall.

he sat on the stool. he was the only one tall enough to not have his feet dangling off the stool. the large spike coming out of the back of his head made it difficult for mcgonagal to place the hat on his head. harry shifted to his magic form as the spike was pointed up instead of slanting back in this form. "better?" he asked. "much. thank you mister potter." mcgonagal said, placing the hat on his head.

"ah, yes. harry potter." said a voice harry's head. "the sorting hat i presume?" harry mentally spoke. "indeed. now lets get you sorted shall we?" asked the hat. "hmm, very brave. you have no problem running into danger. quite the penchant you have for hunting, yes." the hat said. "not one for sugarcoating things either. you have quite the reckless streak. but considering your abilities i dont think that will be a problem. i think i know just the house for you. better be... griffindore!" shouted the hat. it was of no surprise to harry. the griffindore table errupted into applause. surprisingly mouthfoy was also clapping. he hadnt been sorted yet but clearly was making an effort to not be a git anymore.

harry sat down next to two boys that looked like ron. the boys greeted him as fred and george. as well as complimenting him on his shapshifting abilites. harry didnt correct them. they were kind of right. neville, ron, and surpisingly draco soon joined him in griffindore. draco saying his father was going to have a fit when he heard about his sorting.

"im not all that upset about it." draco said. "but i cant say the same about my father." ron spoke up next. "im surprised you didnt go to slytherin." he said. "your whole family went there." draco nodded. "at first i wanted to. but harry made me realize that its not what i truly wanted. once i realized ive been hanging off the coatails of my father, i didnt want to follow the same path as him." harry tilted his head. "thats quite the quick change of heart." he said. "well when you have a large dragon human thing grinning at you you reflect in some things." draco said giving harry a raised eyebrow.

harry then shifted to his psychic form catching the attention of several people. he sent a mental message to dumbledore. dumbledore turned in harry's direction. "we need to discuss something about... a rat." harry said. "very well." dumbledore sent back. "meet me in my office after the feast." harry nodded. "ill be bringing ron. it involves him as well." harry said. dumbledore nodded and then stood.

"i have a few last minute things id like to announce." dumbledore said. "firstly, the dark forest is forbidden to all aside from our groundskeeper hagrid, the staff, and mister potter as he lives there and knows the layout." this caused multiple students and some teachers that didnt know about harry's life before hogwarts to stare at him in shock. "second mr. filch as asked me to remind you that no magic may be preformed in the corridors between classes. or in mr potter's case, no firing your cannons."

"i'd give you a thumbs up if i had thumbs." harry said receiving a chuckle from dumbledore.

"finally, i must tell you that the third floor corridor on the right hand side is strictly forbidden to all wbo do not wish to die a most painful death...also for hagrid's own happiness." dumbledore said that last part while giving harry a look. "hunting is for the spiders." harry said. "jus leave eragog out of it, and thas fine." hagrid said. "how do i know which one's eragog?" harry asked. "e's the biggest one." hagrid replied. "got it." harry said.

the students had been looking back and forth as the conversation went on between harry, hagrid, and dumbledore. a few were confused at the casual conversation between the three.

after the feast ron and harry met up with dumbledore to discuss the rat. said rat in question was blissfully sleeping in his cage. unaware of the trouble he was currently in as three white reptiles glared at him from across the room. waiting for the go ahead from a soon to arrive harry.

authors note.

so yeah, draco is in griffindore and hermoine is in ravenclaw. i didnt like how draco was in cannon. he didnt really ever seen to acomplish anything for himself amd honestly deserved a better ending. so surprise! hes a griffindore now and will be making an effort to forge his own path instead of one forged for him. as for hermione, shes still just as important and she wont get along with draco at first but eventually the golden trio with be golden quartet. hope you all enjoy!