---sorry i didnt write. sorry sorry!!---
Originally posted by PinkDi@monds
---now 😱---The two boys tucked into the chocolate, toffees, fudges and cookies.
"Maybe that Hermione had a point." said Harry "Not about football, about getting dressed. We have to nearly be there!"
"OK" Ron agreed.
They changed into their school jackets and ties(both black with a blue badge-the ocean).
Harry and Ron split what was left of their sweets and pocketed the paper bags.
Soon enough, the train pulled up to a would-be dark station, the street lights lit.
"Firs' tears, over 'ere please, firs' years!" a huge man was shouting over the crowds.
"C'mon Harry" Ron said "Before we knocked down by the people!"
"Hello, I'm Hagrid, Reubeus Hagrid" the tall man said as he had approximately 180 first year students milling around him. "Are yer all 'ere?"
"Hagrid! Hagrid!!" a tall, wrinkly woman made her way towards them.
"Professer McGonagal!!" Hagrid cried.
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“Hurry up now, come on, come on!” Professor McGonagal cried. “I shall meet you at the castle Hagrid.”
“Right, okay firs’ years, follow me now!” Hagrid nodded at McGonagal then pointed to some seven-seated cars. “We’ll make our way ter the school in those,” he explained, “Then we get inside, where you’ll meet me in the entrance ‘all!”
The first year students followed him obediently.
“Whoa! It’s huge!” Ron emphasized.
“Too right, mate.” Harry agreed. Indeed the building was big, very big. It had four, vast-looking floors, with stained glass windows dotted everywhere, the lights inside lit.
“Welcome to Whitburn!” Hagrid beamed as he pushed open the oak doors.
It looked almost like a castle: the staircase had eagles situated at the bottom and top of the banister; the lights were fake candles; the many, many doors all around the hall were all oak and heavy looking.
“Through ‘ere” Hagrid said, leading them all through a door into another, but much smaller, hall. “Wait for Professor McGonagol to give yeh yer instructions.”
And he left.
“How long do we have to wait?” Ron moaned. “My feet are killing me!”
“Oh, do stop whinging! We will wait as long as we wait!” Hermione said.
"I am Draco Malfoy." the boy(it was his cold sneer)said, ignoring Ron
Ron and Harry tried not to burst out laughing.
"You can laugh! No need to ask for your name; long hair, and a hamd-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley"
Ron's grin slid off his face.
"And you..." Malfoy looked Harry up and down "...you are?"
"Harry Potter"
The first year students followed her anxiously, wondering what was in store for them.
"I heard they give you a test!!" someone muttered.
"No way! They make you do a challange!" somebady else hissed.
"Oh, do stop it!" Hermione said. "They look at your personal record, ask you a few questions and sort you into a house"