(Y/N) is in sitting alone in a train compartment, and Harry and Ron appear in the doorway. "Excuse us, do you mind? Everywhere else is full." Ron said. (Y/N) looks up at the boys and smiles. "No, not at all." She said. They both smile at her as Harry sits next to her and Ron sits across from her. "I'm Ron, by the way. Ron Weasley." Ron said. "And I'm I'm Harry. Harry Potter." Harry said. "Well I'll be. Harry Potter. It's an honor to meet you. I'm (Y/N) (L/N)." (Y/N) said. Both boys look at her with shock. "No way. You're (Y/N) (L/N)?" Ron asked. She smiles and nods. "Incredible." Harry said. (Y/N) smiles. A trolley comes by the compartment full of sweets. "Anything off the trolley, dears? Ron holds up his mushed sandwiches. "No, thanks, I'm all set." He said. (Y/N) notices his sad demeanor and quickly pulls out a handful of coins. "We'll take the lot!" She said. Harry looks at her in disbelief and Ron in amazement.
"Whoa!" A bit later, (Y/N), 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. "Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans?" Harry asked. "They mean every flavor. There's chocolate and peppermint, and there's also spinach, liver and tripe." (Y/N) said. "George sweared he got a bogey-flavoured one once!" Ron said. 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?" He asked. "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." Ron said. Harry opens the package, and a chocolate frog jumps onto the window and climbs up. "Watch it!" Ron said. 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." (Y/N) said. Harry sees Dumbledore's image in the card. "I got Dumbledore!" "I got about 6 of him." Ron brags. Harry looks at the card again, but Dumbledore has vanished. "Hey, he's gone!" Harry said.
"Well, you can't expect him to hang around all day, can you?" (Y/N) asked. Scabbers squeaks. "This is Scabbers, by the way, pathetic, isn't he?" Ron asked. "I think he's cute." (Y/N) said. "Fred gave me a spell as to turn him yellow. Want to see?" Ron asked. "Yeah!" Harry said. Ron clears his throat. "Ahem. Sun-" A girl called Hermione Granger, with bushy brown hair, dressed in robes, appears at the doorway. When she sees (Y/N), she stares at her for a few minutes until she finally speaks. "Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville's lost one." She asked. "No." Ron said. "Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see then." She said. Ron clears his throat again. "Sunshine, daises, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow!"
He zaps Scabbers, but nothing happens. Ron shrugs. "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. She 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?" She asked (Y/N). "I'm (Y/N). (Y/N) (L/N)." She said. Hermione's eyes widened. "No way! You're (Y/N) (L/N)?" She asked. (Y/N) nodded. "Amazing! I've read all about your family. Your family is legend. Not only are they the wealthiest wizard family, but the most powerful." Hermione said. (Y/N) nods in agreement. "You sure know a lot, don't you, Hermione?" She asked. "Well, I do love to read." She said. (Y/N) smiles at her. Hermione then looks at Ron.
"And you are...?" She asked. "I'm... Ron Weasley." He says with his mouth full. "Pleasure. You three better change into your robes. I expect we'll be arriving soon." She 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." She points to the dirt mark on Ron's nose. Ron scratches his nose, embarrassed. It is nighttime at Hogsmeade station, the train blows its whistle and pulls into outside the station. Hagrid walks along the side aisle, with a lantern. People, in their robes, begin pouring out of the train. "Right, then! First years! This way, please! Come on, now, don't be shy! Come on now, hurry up!" (Y/N), Harry and Ron, now in their robes, walk up to Hagrid. "Hello, Harry." Hagrid said. "Hey, Hagrid." Harry said. "Whoa!" Ron said. "Right then.
This way to the boats! Come on, now, follow me." Later, a large number of boats are plugging across a vast lake, where up ahead a huge castle, known as the Hogwarts Castle, can be seen. People are in awe. "Wicked." Ron said. They continue on further towards the castle. Later on, the first year students walk in the castle, and up the staircase. On a higher level, Professor McGonagall is waiting. She taps her fingers on a stone railing, and then goes to the top of the stairs to greet the newcomers. "Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you're here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you house points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup." A scared looking boy called Neville Longbottom, spots his toad sitting near McGonagall. He jumps forward. "Trevor!" He catches his toad; McGonagall stares down at him as some of the students laugh. "Sorry." He backs away, embarrassed.
"The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." She leaves to go into the Great Hall." A young evil looking boy, with short blonde hair, called Draco Malfoy, speaks up. "It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." Some of the students are heard whispering, "Harry Potter?" Draco introduces his two friends. "This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy...Draco Malfoy." Ron snickers at his name. "Think my name's funny, do you? No need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley." (Y/N) glares at him for that remark and he then spots her and stares at her for a moment, before smirking. "And who are you?" He asked. "(Y/N) (L/N)." She said, causing him to look surprised and others to gasp. Then he smiles. "Well, well, it's nice to be in the presence of a legend. Nice to meet you, (Y/N)." He said. He then turns to Harry.
"Well, soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there." He extends his hand to Harry. "I think I can tell who the wrong sort are for myself, thanks." Harry said. Draco glares. McGonagall returns and taps Draco on the shoulder with a paper. He leaves Harry with one last glare. "We're ready for you now. Follow me." McGonagall said. She leads everyone through two large doors and into the Great Hall, where there are four long tables with thousands of students, as well as floating candles. The roof appears to be the sky. "It's not real, the ceiling. It's just bewitched to look like the night sky. I read about it in Hogwarts: A History." Hermione said. McGonagall leads the first-years to the front where the Sorting Hat lies on the stool. "Will you wait along here, please? Now, before we begin, Professor Dumbledore would like to say a few words." Dumbledore rises from the main table. "I have a few start of term notices I wish to announce. The first years please note that the dark forest is strictly forbidden to all students. Also, our caretaker, Mr. Filch has asked me to remind you that the 3rd floor corridor on the right hand side is out of bounds to everyone who does not wish to die a most painful death. Thank you" He sits back down.
"When I call your name, you will come forth, I shall place the sorting hat on your head, and you will be sorted into your houses. Hermione Granger." McGonagall said. "Oh, no. Okay, relax." She goes up. "Mental that one, I'm telling you." Ron said. Harry nods in agreement. Hermione sits on the stool and McGonagall places the sorting hat on her head. "Ah, right then...hmm...right. Okay...Gryffindor!!" The students cheer; Hermione jumps off with a smile. "Draco Malfoy." Draco saunters up proudly. The tattered hat nearly freaks before touching down on Draco's head. "SLYTHERIN!" The students cheer, not as loudly. "There isn't a witch or wizard who went bad who wasn't in Slytherin." (Y/N) said. "Susan Bones." A small, redhead goes up. Harry looks around and notices a black greasy haired, pale man, called, Severus Snape, giving him sinister looks. "Ahh!" Harry puts his hand on his forehead in pain. "Harry, what is it?" (Y/N) asked. "Nothing... nothing, I'm fine." He said. "Let's see...I know...Hufflepuff!" The girl runs off to her table. "Ronald Weasley." Ron gulps and walks up. He sits down and the hat is put on.
"Ha! Another Weasley. I know just what to do with you... Gryffindor!!" The students cheer as Ron sighs in relief. "Harry Potter." Everything goes silent. Harry walks up and sits down on the stool. The Sorting Hat is placed on his head. "Hmm...difficult, very difficult. Plenty of courage I see, not a bad mind, either. There's talent, oh yes, and a thirst to prove yourself. But where to put you?" The hat asked. "Not Slytherin. Not Slytherin." Harry whispers. "Not Slytherin, eh? Are you sure? You could be great, you know. It's all here in your head. And Slytherin will help you on the way to greatness! There's no doubt about that. No?" The hat asked. "Not Slytherin...anything but Slytherin." Harry said. "Well, if you're sure... better be... GRYFFINDOR!!" There is an immense cheering and Harry goes to the Gryffindor table.
"(Y/N) (L/N)." Once again the room goes silent as she walks up. She sits down on the stool. "Hmm..." the hat said. It was very confused. (Y/N) seemed to have traits and skills that could be useful for any of the houses. The hat came to the conclusion that she'd do well in any house, but since all of her friends where put in Gryffindor, it knew she wanted to go there too. "GRYFFINDOR!" She smiled in relief and sat next to Ron and Harry. "We got (Y/N)! We got (Y/N)!" Fred and George said together.
Later, all of the first years are sorted in their houses, all of the students were talking to each other. McGonagall dings on a cup. "Your attention, please." Dumbledore rises from his chair. "Let the feast...begin." From the aerial view of the Great Hall, food magically appears on all the tables, and the hall is filled with awe and chatter. "Wow." Harry said. Draco looks at all the food, raises his eyebrows and digs in. Ron stuffs his face. "I'm half and half. Me dad's a Muggle. Mam's a witch. Bit of a nasty shock for him when he found out." Neville said. "Say, Percy, who's that teacher talking to Professor Quirrell?" Harry asked. "Oh, that's Professor Snape, head of Slytherin house." He said. "What's he teach?" (Y/N) asked. "Potions. But everyone knows it's the Dark Arts he fancies. He's been after Quirrell's job for years." Ron, having just finished a chicken wing, reaches into the bowl for more, and a ghost,
called Sir Nicolas, pops out. "Ahh!" "Hello! How are you? Welcome to Gryffindor." Numerous ghosts come pouring from the walls, sailing along. "Hello, Sir Nicholas. Have a nice summer?" Percy asked. "Dismal. Once again, my request to join the headless hunt has been denied." He begins to float away. "I know you! You're Nearly Headless Nick!" Ron said. "I prefer Sir Nicholas if you don't mind." He said. "Nearly headless? How can you be nearly headless?" Hermione asked. "Like this." He grabs his head and pulls it to the side. His head is hanging on just by a thread. Ron screams. Hermione moans in disgust; Harry just simply rolls his eyes. Nick reattaches his head back to his body. Later, Percy is leading the Gryffindors to the staircase tower. "Gryffindors, follow me, please. Keep up. Thank you. This is the most direct path to the dormitories. Oh, and keep an eye on the staircases...they like to change. "Keep up, please, and follow me. Quickly now, come on. Come on." They begin walking up the stairs, several of the portraits began greeting them. "Seamus, that picture's moving!" Neville said. "Look at that one, Harry!" Ron said. "I think she fancies you." Harry said. "Oh, look! Look! Who's that girl?" A girl asked.
"Welcome to Hogwarts." A man in one of the paintings said. A bit later on the seventh floor, they are in the corridor leading to Gryffindor Tower. They come up to a large painting of a large woman in a pink dress. She is known as "The Fat Lady". "Password?" She asked. "Caput Draconis." The Fat Lady smiles and nods in confirmation. The painting opens up to reveal a doorway in the wall, leading to Gryffindor Tower. "Follow me, everyone. Keep up, quickly, come on." Percy said. "Gather 'round here. Welcome to the Gryffindor Common Room. Boy's dormitories, upstairs and down to your left. Girls, the same on your right. You'll find that your belongings have already been brought up." Later at midnight. Harry is sitting by a window in his pj's, with Hedwig. He pets the owl and looks out the window, sighing with content, knowing that he will love it here at Hogwarts