Ch. 2. Wall runner

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Y/n POV


Hermione and I ran strait through the retarted walk entrance. It was terrifying mind you!

Coming face to face with a train wasn't really what I expected, it was
Magnificent. Hermione and I gasped at how beautiful it was.

Still in awe we both put our luggage away and began looking for a free carriage to sit in.

Walking a bit we found one with a ginger boy with scrumy looking robes his face littered with freckles and a black haired boy with (falling apart) Round glasses. There was nowhere else so we decided to just sit there.

Disturbingly out of the corner of my eye i can see a figure with grotty pure blonde hair staring a hole inside my head.

Like he was looking for nits on my face....

Weirdo.

We decided to sit down and introduced ourselves.
I mean Hermione did the talking, i was to busy doing nothing.

Until hermione suddenly exclaim ed "HOLY CRICKET YOUR HARRY POTTER!"

My eyes darted to the glasses boy
He was indeed harry potter...
Eh

Before I could say something an old lady whith a trolley filled with sweets came down and said "anything from the trolley dears?"

"No thanks" Ron said holding up a sad looking squished up sandwich

Harry i guess felt sorry and said "well take the lot" and pulling out some money by some i mean a lot

"Wow" Ron, my sister and I said in union

A/n
Rewriting this fic is painful I am in agony jsjsjs, so many mistakes in the story and spelling I'm shaking in my boots

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