I get on the train and sit in the only available seat. Next to this kid with round glasses. I say hi and he looks at me. I notice his broken glasses and his bruised lip. I ask what’s wrong. “Oh it’s nothing.” He says in seconds. “Are you sure?” “Yes.” I look at him and wonder. I see these other kids sit across from us. Ones a girl and the other is a guy with red hair.
As I see them sit down I wonder what is happening. I’m on a train with total strangers that I didn’t even know existed. “Hey. I’m Hermione.” Says the girl with brunette hair and a smile going across her pale face. “Hey. I’m Ron.” Says the boy next to her he pulls out a chocolate frog and smiles. “I’m Harry. Harry Potter.” Says the boy with glasses next to me.
“Harry? The Harry Potter?” Says Hermione with great enthusiasm. “Yes.” “Oh my gosh. It’s a pleasure.” “Why?” “You. You don’t know?!” “N-no.” “Your parents are Lily and James Potter!” “Yes. They died when I was a boy. That’s what Hagrid said.” “They didn’t die- never mind”
After that awkward train ride we arrived at Hogwarts. I was so excited. It felt like butterflies had all just multiplied and flew into my stomach. We got into the great hall and stood in the front where I saw Dumbledore and the sorting hat. The hat was calling names and sorting everyone into houses. I was of course called up last and all of my friends are in gryffindor.
As I was called up there I didn’t know what to do. I thought please be gryffindor and the hat could hear my thoughts... Of Course. So he asked me where I wanted to go. I said literally anywhere but Slytherin. I got drUm RoLl PlEAse! Slytherin. Yay.... This is going to be an interesting year. I sit next to this blonde kid he said his name was Malfoy but who really cares.