The Hogwarts Express to the school was something else. Something other worldly. Something that came out of the hobbit or the lord of the rings. I've never seen anything like this. Even when Scott and I were hanging around the New York railway.

Or when we took jobs as the train engineers and conductors "lounge" attendants because we were board. It was really a mess hall for the engineers and conductors.

They liked us being there. A couple of the train engineers let me type up their stories so I could make them my own. I did put their name by the story titles. I wanted them to get credit.

They deserved it. They bust their asses all day pretty much everyday and they get no thanks for it. I looked to them and saw gratitude starved men in the mess hall.

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Harry sat in an empty compartment on the train. He wanted to be alone for a moment to get his mind and act together but knew Hermione was eventually coming to the compartment. Harry had used his telepathy and read her mind when he passed her and her parents.

'Harry?' Harry heard Scott say when he finally opened the connection with a big sigh. Harry felt some relief slide off of his shoulders when he heard Scott's voice for the first time in two weeks.

From what Hermione told him of her school days, Harry now understood that he could not shut Scott out forever knowing that he would be like the people he despised of. He knew he could not shut out the first person to care for him knowing that he could end up like his oh so caring family.

'Hey Scott. Long time no hear.'

Harry tried to joke with his brother as it was his form of stress release. Scott knee that but found the joke ill timed with the situation at hand.

'Harry, I'm so so sorry that I left like that. I genuinely thought he was going to come back for you.'

'I thought you would not have done that Scott. I thought that you would be there for me.'

'Like I said, I had thought that he was going to come back for you. I thought you would be with me till someone came for you.'

'I thought so too. Scott I was scared when you did that.'

'I know.'

'Where are you Scott?'

'I am at Xavier's school for gifted youngsters. A mutant school. Where are you?'

'On a train to Hogwarts. It's in England, well Scotland really. I'm really gonna have a hard time keeping my Americanized accent from being changed back. That accent brings back bad memories. I had nightmares the first night.'

'Is it your Anglophobia?'

'Yeah it is. But it won't drive me. I won't let it.'

'Okay. You gotta stay strong Harry. Now tell me if I need to go over there and beat up some bullies for you. You know I'm good at that.'

Harry sighed.

'I know and I will. But you won't be necessary Scott. I miss you Scott.'

'I miss you too Harry. Wait why won't I be necessary?'

'I have a plan. And it will be brutal.'

'Just be careful okay. I don't want to visit you while you are unconscious in a hospital bed. I don't need that. I'm too young to grieve a baby brother.'

Hermione had just walked into the cabin. She had a new book in her hand and her trunk behind her. Harry had noticed that the book in Hermione's hand was the British sanctioned Hogwarts: A History. The one with very little information compared to it's American counterpart.

'I gotta go. Someone's here.'

'Okay. I'll talk to you later.'

"Here let me help you with that." Harry said taking Hermione's trunk and putting on the opposite shelf of his.

"Thank you Harry." Hermione said

Harry had to swallow his spit and grit his teeth. He really wanted to be somewhere else. But he knew he had to be here. That he had to be nice to those at the school. At least for this year. And Harry already hated it.

Harry had made a mental note to ask Professor McGonagall about transferring to the American school of Ilvermorny the next school year. Harry had already been declared an American citizen when he talked to the goblins.

America has a good relationship with their faction of goblins. Unlike the British who treat theirs like they are a lower class. And maybe that's why America never had any goblin revolutions.

Harry looks down at his book. He had put one of those good book cover on his Hogwarts: A History book so no one would ever know.

"What are you reading?" Hermione asked noticing the book in her companions hand

Harry became uncomfortable. How does one tell a bookworm who likes to abide by the rules and laws that you smuggled in an illegal book the British don't want their citizens to get their hands on. But Harry thought of the brothers Grimm. That book with every story they had written was about the same size as this.

"The brothers Grimm tales." Harry quickly lies knowing if Hermione finds out, there will be consequences.

Hermione never saw through Harry's blatant lie. Even though an idiot could. She believes the lie Harry tells her about the book.

"I have never liked their stories." Hermione said

"I like them especially when I had do a report on them for English class." Harry said

"I thought you were homeless?" Hermione asked

"When I learned of magic, my brother and I got some laptops and did online school. And we both excelled at English class. And no one knew this but I love history and psychology." Harry said

"I thought that you were an only child." Hermione said

"Scott is not my real brother. He is like my adopted brother. He took care of me when I most needed it." Harry said

"How?" Hermione asked

"When I came to Scott, I was abused as you know. But I was also bullied and beaten by every kids in the neighborhood. They mocked me because they knew that I was the smartest." Harry said, "So when I got to Scott, he helped me to break the six years of brainwashing my relatives put onto me."

"Wow, what's Scott like?" Hermione asked

Harry closed his version Hogwarts: A History book and put it down. Harry told Hermione everything he knew of Scott. And Scott even put a few pointers of his personality into his little brother's mind. Harry had thought Scott was being funny.

'Stop it Scott. You are making me loose my concentration.'

'Why would I? I love doing these things. You should know this by know.'

'Do you know that you are an ass?'

'But you love me any ways.'

Harry and Hermione continue to talk as the train begins to move out of the station. Harry was nervous. He was going to a school with a headmaster that left him in a abusive home. And while Harry and Hermione were talking, Scott and Harry began making a plan to fool everyone at school.

"What are you looking forward at Hogwarts? I'm looking forward to the classes they have. Ooh, and the library. Professor McGonagall said that the school has a magnificent library." Hermione said

'Wow. What a Know-It-All Bookworm.'

'Tell me about it. I'm not even there and I'm getting annoyed to the point where I want to blast her with my lasers.'

'I think I'm getting a headache from her.'

'Me too bro. Me too.'

"Summer." Harry had said to Hermione

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked

"I was told by the bank that Dumbledore tried to steal money away from me. But the bank wouldn't let his seeing as I was part of one of the richest families to bank with them. Also I am not really comfortable here in Britain." Harry said

"Who's the richest?" Hermione asked

"Obviously the royal family. No one can beat them. The goblins told me that all of the royals are magical." Harry said

Hermione sat on her seat astounded. She didn't know the royals were magic. Well she didn't know about magic till this past summer. Unlike Harry who was told about magic a year after he was made homeless.

Half way through the trip a red haired boy came to the door. He said that there was no more room anywhere. But Harry knew that was a big fat lie. He knew that this had to be a plot by the headmaster.

Harry discreetly used his telepathy to read the redhead's mind. Harry found out that his suspicions were correct. That the headmaster had sent this boy to him so he could take money. Something that did not settle right with Harry.

"Sure." Harry said

Harry knew how to play this. He had seen it countless times on the streets. Other people would take others money just to eat something. Even though the one they stole from was starving.

Harry and Hermione learned that the boys name was Ronald Weasley. He was the youngest boy in his family. But he had a younger sister who would be starting in the next year.

Scott suggested what to do with the Weasley boy. It included embarrassing him in the dining hall. Something like how Adrian Dovlen embarrassed Conner Linder in the railway's mess hall when they got into an silly little argument a month ago.