Reaper Of The Wizarding World - Volume 1 Chapter 11 Hogwarts Express

Just as the train was about to depart and people were waving to their parents someone knocks on my cabin door. I recognize him by his scar immediately it’s Harry Potter, James’s son and the entire reason I came to Hogwarts.

He looks kind of nervous “Mind If I sit?” He asks

I motion my hand at the seat in front of me “Please, go ahead”.

As he sits down he extends his hand “Harry Potter”

I shake his hand “I know, you are rather famous, I’m Soren Black pleasure to meet you.”

“The past day has been indeed incredible, finding out I’m a wizard, becoming rich overnight, and turning out to be famous, it’s pretty unbelievable.” He says with a wry smile.

“Oh yeah, I nearly forgot that the savior was raised by muggles, how was that experience?” I ask genuinely curious about how the Dursleys raised him in Sirius’s absence.

“My Aunt and Uncle are well, let’s just say not the kindest of people, if it gives you an idea, my bedroom is a crawl space.” He looks kind of embarrassed as he says that.

My brows furrow, I quickly close my eyes and concentrate on Harry in front of me. It’s worse than I thought his soul is a dark grey with only a few speckles of white There also seems to be a small black ball attached to his soul. ‘What the hell ‘ My blood is f.u.c.k.i.n.g boiling, not only does the boy have something wrong with his soul but he has been abused his whole life.

“Are you okay?” He asks snapping out of my thoughts.

I open my eyes and fake a smile with gritted teeth “Yeah sorry was in thought. Hey, I’ve actually been practicing Divination lately do you mind if I try to look into pieces of your past?”

He looks uncertain but still agrees “Great give me a hand.” He puts out a hand that I grab as I make sure to set a tracking mark on him…just in case, then I look into his third eye.

I saw everything the neglect, the slave work, the missed childhood Sirius NEVER should have trusted Dumbledore’s opinion letting him leave Harry with the Dursleys.

‘I’m going to f.u.c.k.i.n.g throat punch that old fool. I’m going to fuc-‘

Harry abruptly pulls his hand away, apparently, I had started to squeeze too hard.

“Sorry, I got a little emotional, you may not know this but my father was a friend of your fathers. So seeing you mistreated like that made me a bit angry.” I had a wry smile on my face, it was the best I could give.

“Thank you for being mad on my behalf.” He looked a bit embarrassed “So you said our fathers were friends, what was he like? My father I mean.”

I smile “I don’t know much… My father wasn’t around much, but a word of advice, be careful with snape, our fathers used to bully him so I’m sure he’ll try to return the favor.”

“Knock Knock*

Harry and I turn to the cabin door and see a ginger kid wearing worn down clothes standing there.

“Mind If I sit in here? Everywhere else is full.” he asks.

Harry and I look at each other, I shrug. Harry looks at the kid “Not at all.”

He sits next to Harry “I’m Ron by the way, Ron Weasley.”

“I’m Soren, Soren Black” I introduce myself

“I’m Harry, Harry Potter” Rons eyes go wide staring at the both of us.

“You’re a Black?” He looks at me with a tilted head, without giving me time to answer “and you’re Harry Potter?… Is it true, do you have… the scar?”

Harry just smiles and brushes away his hair a little.

“Wicked” Ron says staring a bit too hard.

Rattling comes from the hallway, we turn to see a nice looking old woman is pushing a trolly full of candy.

“Any Candy off the trolly dears?” the nice old lady asks

My eyes light up, wizard candy has become one of my favorite things over these last few months.

I pull some galleons out of my pouch, “We will take a little of everything, and 5 chocolate frogs!” I say with a wide grin.

Ron just looks at me with a dropped jaw, “You really are from ‘that’ family aren’t you?” I don’t reply since I’m too busy gathering my treasures.

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As I open my fifth chocolate frog I catch it as it tries to hop away. I stuff the frog in my mouth and turn it over to check the card.

“Really? That makes five Dumbledore in a row, what kind of luck is that? ” Ron laughs at me complaining.

“Yeah, I have about five of him as well, rotten luck to get five in a row though.”

I turn to see Harry making a rotten face while eating the Every Flavor Jellybeans. I laugh at the twisted face he is making.

“Yeah, the Jellybeans can be pretty brutal, I hard of some unlucky sap who got a vomit flavored one once,” I say laughing.

After saying that we hear a loud squeaking coming from Ron, he has a rat peaking over his lap eating out of a jellybean box. I hate rats.

As I look at the rat I realize it looks really familiar, like really familiar. Then it dawns on me and my face breaks out into a smile a very, very big smile, I’m positive I probably look wicked right now.

Luckily they aren’t looking at me right now, Ron is looking at Harry and Harry is staring at the rat.

“This is Scabbers by the way, pathetic isn’t he?” Ron says looking at his rat.

I tone down my grin a bit “He is indeed, pathetic.” I accidentally spit my last word out of hate.

They both stare at me, probably creeped out, ‘Am I being creepy? Probably.’

Ron looked back at Harry “Fred gave me a spell to turn him yellow, would you like to see?”

‘”Yeah”‘ Harry and I say in unison.

Ron pulls out his wand, obviously a hand-me-down wand. He starts to clear his throat and raises his wand; before he can chant a girl with light brown hair and dark brown eyes appears in the doorway of our cabin.

“Has anyone seen a toad? A boy named Neville seems to have lost one.” She asks

We all shake our heads and Ron replies “No?”

“Oh, are you doing magic? Let’s see then.”

Ron clears his throat again he waves his wand and says. “Sunshine daisies, butter mellow turn this stupid fat rat yellow.” the spell just makes a pull of smoke and the box of jellybeans falls off its head.

I put my palm on my forehead. ‘Holy shit, this boy actually believed that was a spell.’

“Are you sure that’s a real spell?” the girl asks. ‘It certainly freaking isn’t’ I say to myself.

“Well it’s not very good is it, of course, I’ve tried only simple spells but all of them have worked for me.” she continues

‘A bit stuck up’ I think

She steps in front of me and motions me to move over; when I move she sits where I was sitting facing Harry.

She pulls out her wand “For example’ she points her wand at Harry only a few inches from his face. “Oculus Repairo” as she finishes chanting the taping around Harry’s glasses comes off and the crack seems to be fixed.

“That’s better now isn’t it?” she asks with a smug smile.

I nudge her with my elbow a bit, “Would you like to see some more interesting magic?” I ask with a mischievous smile. She just nods her head

As I pull out my wand I hear Ron remark “looks expensive” obviously a little jealous, I just smile at his comment. I gently wave my wand and chant “Incendio Laminus Irroro” as I wave down embers of fire rain from the top of the cabin. If you look close you can see the flames look like flower petals, however, the flames fade before they touch anyone except “Scabbers”.

While everyone is distracted with the falling flames I cast a silencing spell on him so Ron can’t hear “Scabbers” cry in pain as he gets burned by the falling flames. I watch as “Scabbers” shrieks and runs away out of the cabin, I want to close the door to keep him here to suffer but then they would notice.

Since the rat is gone there is no reason to keep the flames going so I end the spell.

“Wow that was beautiful, how did you do that?” the girl says

“Yeah, that was awesome!” both Ron and Harry say

I just smile at them. “My older sis is an Auror in training, she has taught me a thing or two.” that wasn’t a lie I did indeed learn Incendio with sis Dora’s help, just not the entire spell.

“That’s amazing, I’m Hermione Granger.” She offers out her hand.

I shake it “Soren, Soren Black”

Her jaw drops “You’re the son of that man in Azkaban, Sirius right? I read about you in the “Most Likely To Be The Next Dark Lord” catalog!”

I scowl about to answer but Harry chimes in “I’m Harry, Harry Potter”

“THE Harry Potter? As in the boy who lived? This cabin is just full of celebrities.” she turns to Ron “And you are?” she looks hopeful.

“I’m Ron, Ronald Weasley.” he looks kind of awkward since he was just stuffing his face full of chocolate.

She gives a forced smile, “Pleasure” She stands up taking her leave, “You had all better change, we are getting close to Hogwarts.”

As she walks out I turn to Ron and Harry, “She is kind of stuck up huh?” they both just nod. Even saying that we all start to get changed into our robes.