The Wheels of Fate Are Always Turning (Marauders Era x Golden Trio Era)

8 | Platform 9 3/4 & The Compartment | Harry Potter

"Oh look, there's little Ginerva! Your little crush, Harry," the twins taunt. 

Ginny: Good luck.

[Harry takes a breath and runs at the wall. He shuts his eyes and emerges on the other side a magnificent station at Platform 9¾ with a red train, which is the Hogwarts Express, and bundles of people. A whistle blows, and Harry sighs with relief.]

[Later on, the Hogwarts Express is traveling through the countryside. Harry is in sitting alone in a train compartment, and Ron appears in the doorway.]

Ron: Excuse me, do you mind? Everywhere else is full.

Harry: No, not at all.

Ron: [sits across from Harry] I'm Ron, by the way. Ron Weasley.

Harry: I'm Harry. Harry Potter.

[Ron goes agape.]

Ron: So-so it's true? I mean, do you really have the...the...

Harry: The what?

Ron: [whispers] Scar...?

"Ronald Weasley!" Hermione smacks the back of Ron's head with a rolled-up newspaper. 

Harry: Oh [lifts up his hair bangs to reveal it]

Ron: Wicked.

[A trolley comes by the compartment, full of sweets.]

Woman: Anything off the trolley, dears?

Ron: [Holds up his mushed sandwiches] No, thanks, I'm all set. [smacks lips.]

Harry: We'll take the lot! [pulls out coins]

Ron: Whoa!

[A bit later, Harry and Ron are sitting together eating bundles of sweets. Ron's rat, Scabbers, is perched on Ron's knee, a box over his head.]

"Damn rat! I'm so damn glad the damn spell was lifted before we killed 'em. That rat is absolutely delicious," Blaise smirks, his inner snake making an appearance, causing his eyes to become snake-like.

Harry: Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans?

Ron: They mean every flavour! There's chocolate and peppermint, and there's also spinach, liver and tripe. George sweared he got a bogey-flavoured one once!

"I will live by that statement!" George states proudly. 

[Harry quickly takes the bean he was chewing out of his mouth.]

Harry: [picks up a blue and gold package] These aren't real chocolate frogs, are they?

Ron: It's just a spell. Besides, it's the cards you want. Each pack's got a famous witch or wizard. I got about 500 meself. [Harry opens the package, and a chocolate frog jumps onto the window and climbs up.] Watch it! [The frog reaches the open gap in the window, and jumps out.] Oh, that's rotten luck. They've only got one good jump in them to begin with.

Harry: [seeing Dumbledore's image in the card] I got Dumbledore!

Ron: I got about 6 of him.

[Harry looks at the card again, but Dumbledore has vanished.]

Harry: Hey, he's gone!

Ron: Well, you can't expect him to hang around all day, can you? [Scabbers squeaks] This is Scabbers, by the way, pathetic, isn't he?

Harry: A little.

Ron: Fred gave me a spell as to turn him yellow. Want to see?

Harry: Yeah!

Ron: [clears throat] Ahem. Sun-

[A girl called , with bushy brown hair, dressed in robes, appears at the doorway.]

Hermione: Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one.

"There you are, Hermione!" Neville states. "Trevor was with Professor McGonagall, we forgot to tell you. He rode in the Professor's compartment to Hogwarts."

Ron: No.

Hermione: Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see then.

Ron: [clears throat again] Sunshine, daises, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!

[He zaps Scabbers, but nothing happens. Ron shrugs.]

Hermione: Are you sure that's a real spell? Well, it's not very good, is it? Of course I've only tried a few simple spells myself, and they've all worked for me. For example... [Hermione goes over and sits across from Harry. He points her wand at his glasses and Harry tenses] Oculus Reparo. [The tape on the nose-band vanishes, repairing his glasses as if they were good as new. Harry takes them off, amazed.] That's better, isn't it? Holy Cricket, you're Harry Potter. I'm Hermione Granger...and you are...?

Ron: [with his mouth full] I'm...Ron Weasley. ..

Hermione: Pleasure. You two better change into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon. [Gets up and leaves, then comes back and looks at Ron.] You've got dirt, on your nose, by the way, did you know? Just there. [Points to the dirt mark on Ron's nose. Ron scratches his nose, embarrassed.]