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Slightly more perverted "Harry Potter" Reboot	By : Artemis1990 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Harry/Hermione Views: 386958 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 37
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Chapter 2: Hogwarts Express

Inside his rented room at Leaky Cauldron, one Harry Potter has woke up early WITHOUT the help of his alarm clock for the first time in years. Without wasting time, he dive into the shower to get cleaned up and dressed himself in record time as he got ready to tackle the day. He have to admit, he is excited to attend Hogwarts, mostly to finally see the castle which he had seen the picture of last night from his copy of Hogwarts: A history.

Another part of him though is simply looking forward to a school year where he can do his best without needing to hold back just so that he won't be at the receiving end of his relative's ire for doing better than his educationally challenged cousin and hopefully make friend for once without having them chased away by the same cousin and his gang.

Still it took the full use of the next hour for him to do a double check on the items he need to bring to the school before going down-stair to the bar level where he need to speak with Tom to get checked out.

A nice surprise greets him when the barkeeper does him a favour by casting temporary shrinking charm on most of his items, leaving just a few books and the owl cage with his familiar inside for him to carry, making it easier for him to carry. He also promises him that they will be back to normal later that night once he settle in the dorm.

Another attractive looking witch also approached him to offer another help by accompanying him to Kings Cross station and showed him how to get to platform 9 ¾ which he gratefully accept.

It takes the two nearly half an hour to get to King Cross station and as expected, the place is bustling with activities as adult and children alike are heading for work or school. The witch takes Harry to the direction of platform 9 when they hear a woman voice speaking loudly, "Ginny dear, do you remember the number?"*

Both of them turns toward the voice to see a woman with fiery hair and her daughter that look to be about 10 who answers cheerfully, "9 ¾ !"*

The witch groans as she saw the woman as she turns toward Harry, "Never EVER does something like that, young Mr. Potter. That is a very foolish and dangerous thing to do on this side of the platform."

Harry simply nods, he has deduced as much as Hogwarts: A History and his wizarding custom book, “Basic Wizarding Law by Arkham Augustus” has mentioned that the existence of magic is a secret and have to be keep so at all cost along with severe punishment to those who breaches it including the snapping of their wand at best and loss of magic at worst.

The witch gives him a warm smile as she continues walking with Harry in tow, “Come then, Mr. Potter. Hogwarts express is bound to depart shortly and you still need to find a compartment for yourself.”

The woman leads Harry to the space between platform 9 and 10 although somewhat closer to the latter than the former. The woman turns toward Harry once again although this time, she has a distinct look of giddiness on her, “Now, this is the exciting part.”

She points toward the third of the four pillars that separates the two platforms and gives him the instruction, “Now, what you need to do… is to walk through the barrier hidden on that wall. Only magical beings can walk through it while non-magical people will find that that stone pillar is just that. Consider it a rite of passage if you will, by walking through the barrier, it proofs that you are definitely possess magic.”

For the first time since their trip together, Harry throws the woman a questioning, almost accusing, look as if trying to determine if the woman is serious or just having him on.

The woman catches the 11 years old’s look and let out a laugh as she speaks again, “Very well, I’ll proof it to you. Look closely” she approaches the pillar and puts her hand on its surface slowly. A ripple spread through the surface of the pillar from the point of touch but she isn’t stopping.

In fact, she turns to look at Harry with a wide smile as she raises her feet for a step and literally disappears as she appears to be swallowed into the pillar. Only the fact that the same woman steps back out of it one minute later that convinces Harry that she was telling the truth.

Soon, he tries to copy the woman and places his own hand on the pillar. Sure enough, similar rippling effect appears as he feels as if he has his hand on a liquid instead of solid stone. The woman however seem to have had enough as she literally places her hand on his back and gives him a light shove along with a cheery parting word, “Just… do it!”

Harry feels himself stumble but manage to correct his stance as he finds that instead of hitting something solid face first or submerged into some liquid, he is standing in the middle of a standard train platform along with several dozen other people.

As expected, most of them are wearing robes be it those who seem to be around his age or the adults, there also quite a few of them adult and childrens alike who like him, are wearing more modern clothes such as T-shirt and jeans although just like him, most of them are not accompanied by any adult while others has one adult with them in robes.

He turns his gaze toward the railway and his eyes are greeted by the sight of a massive black and red steam train with the plate on its front providing its name, “Hogwarts Express” and suddenly wishes he has a camera to take a picture of it with him at the front as if he is in a famous tourist site.

Instead, the eleven years old is reduced to just staring in awe at the sight of the majestic steel carriage, very much so in fact, although he did had the opportunity to look at its picture last night but seeing it in person and full scale is just like comparing the real and authentic “Last Supper” painting to its picture off of an art book, there is simply no comparison between the two which one is superior.

The boy is shaken out of his thought by a long, shrill and loud whistle coming from the head of the train along with an announcement, “Departing for Hogwarts in 15 minutes! Everyone aboard!”

On cue, Harry hurriedly boards the train before walking through the aisles to see if he can find an empty compartment left. He struck gold five minutes later when he looks through the door window of one and see that it looks completely empty, opening the door proofs it beyond doubt.

He picks the corner seat next to the outer window and pulls out one of his text book to read. Although he has no intention of mastering the whole year subject during the trip, neither is he wanted his teachers’ first impression of him to be that of knowing absolutely nothing.

Soon, he hears the train’s whistle once again followed by the feeling of the compartment shaking slightly but not enough to disturb his reading as the train starts to move and picking up speed.

Probably by pure luck, the boy’s reading remains undisturbed for nearly a half an hour, a personal new record from the old one being just a little below 5 minutes before his pig of a cousin jumping on the stair step right above his “room” under the stair as he always did, with no other student joining his compartment. The first disturbance on his reading comes from the direction of the door of his compartment being knocked a few times which prompt him to raise his eyes toward it.

Through the door window, he spots someone with bushy light brown hair standing outside. He puts his book away and stands up to open the door to find that it is a familiar looking girl with honey brown eyes holding a dark brown medium sized trunk with both hands.

Purely by instinct, Harry immediately tries to remember where he met her before when the girl clears her throat once to catch his attention before speaking softly, “I’m sorry, may I join you here? Every other place is full… and did you happen to see a toad? One of the other students lost his and I offered to help him find it. This is the last place I have to check.”*

Harry cannot help but grin sheepishly, almost embarrassed as he realizes that he has been standing on the door way, making it impossible for the girl to enter. He immediately steps aside while gesturing the girl to enter, “Of course you may. I’m sorry; I had been concentrating in my reading and therefore didn’t see a toad here.”

Once the girl steps into the compartment, he closes the door behind her before helping her with her heavier-than-it-looks trunk by putting it on the rack above them. Once they are seated across each other, Harry realize that the girl is wearing blouse and knee-length skirt which means she most likely be a new student and non-magical raised like him.

Harry decides that it cannot hurt to introduce himself, “Nice to meet you, my name is Harry. Harry Potter.”*

Harry immediately regrets introducing himself when the girl’s eyes widened as she speaks hurriedly, “Harry Potter?! I have read about you and….”*

The girl immediately stops in mid-sentence when she realizes that the boy winces at the mention of her reading about him. She suddenly blushes prettily as she realizes that she has been getting over-excited and blabbering… again.

She gives Harry a shy nervous laugh that doesn’t reach her ears as she tries to make right her blunder, “… I’m sorry… I tend to get excited about books.” She clears her throat once again before reaching out her hand for a shake with a disarming smile, “My name is Hermione, Granger by the way.”*

Harry smiles genuinely at the girl as he accepts her offered hand, “Don’t worry, I am the same sometimes.” He points toward the pile of books next to him to emphasize his point before continuing with a slight wince, “… it’s just… well… those books of me that you were talking about….” He looks at the girl in the eyes with complete seriousness, “… Well, they are just loads of rubbish; at least most of them are… I mean….”

He leans back on his seat and puts his hands across his chest as he speaks, “… I never meet a glittery vampire and certainly have no desire to meet one yet; I am NOT an expert dancer, if anything, I’m probably the worst dancer you will ever have the misfortune of knowing; and I certainly have no idea how I can be at the top of Witch Weekly’s “hottest bachelor” list at 11 years old… though that one, I’m not complaining much about.”

The boy finishes the last sentence with a grin and a wink toward the girl who by now is openly giggling as the tension between them break, crash and burn at his joke.

Soon, the two starts to really get to know each other better, especially when they finds out that they are fellow book lovers. From there, the discussion turns into more books related such as who their favourite authors are, what their favourite books are and so on. From books, their discussion then turn into more study related such as what subjects they have read in advance, which one is the most interesting and such.

Their conversation is interrupted by another knock on their door before it is opened by an older male student with flaming red hair, “We will arrive shortly, I suggest you two changes into your robes.” The two new students nods their head at the same time in affirmative before the young man closes the door back and walks away.

Harry turns back to his new female friend and nods as he moves to stand up, “Well, you may get changed first. I’ll watch the aisles to make sure no one is peeping on you.” He pauses when Hermione shoots him with a confused look and his eyes widen at the unasked question, “Wait, you didn’t know?”

the brown haired girl tilts her head slightly as if asking, “About what?” The male of the two immediately blush deep red as he answers her unasked inquiry, “Robes are to be worn with nothing underneath, at least that is the case if you are 15 years old or older; since we are both under the required age, we are ALLOWED to wear underwear underneath but just that.” As expected, Harry sees that Hermione’s mouth is wide open, so is her eyes as she looks at him in disbelief.

The girl’s jaws gives a “click” sound as the girl realizes that her mouth was hanging before speaking again in all seriousness, “Surely you jest, I mean….”

The girl’s sentence is cut off in the middle for the second time that day, but this time the cause is the book that Harry has opened to a specific page and showed the girl the specific line on the page. She grabs the book and proceeds to check the title before finally slumping in defeat as she reads the title: “Basic Wizarding Law by Arkham Augustus”

Deciding to give the girl some time alone to get her head around the implication of the law and get changed, Harry rises from his seat and walks out the compartment before shutting it close behind him and stands guard in front of it.

A few minutes later, he can hear the sound of the compartment window screens dragged close to hide the occupant inside which he deduce as the sign that Hermione has finally succumb to the law and bite the bullet, faster than he expected her to, to be honest.

A knock from inside 10 minutes later tells him that Hermione has finished changing and now it is his turn to bite the bullet while she stands guard for him. Another 10 minutes and knocking sound from the inside of the compartment, Hermione re-joins her new friend inside.

Once the brown haired girl sits back on her seat with the black haired boy across her, a different awkwardness from before descents between them as they both aware that the other most likely wears very little underneath the airy and light black robe.

Hermione finally had enough of the tension as she stands up and puts her hands on her hips as she raves, “Oh, for Christ’s sake, this is ridiculous! Who cares if we are in out boxers and knickers? We are wizards and witches; weird is part of the job.”

Harry cannot help but smile at her declaration, the girl got spunk, that’s for damn sure. The tension soon relaxed itself as the two 11 years old delves themselves back to the conversation where they left of, Hogwarts is only an hour away left.

*Some scenes and dialogues taken from "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" by JK Rowling

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