The rest of the journey went by quickly and before long they were reaching Hogwarts. Seeing a few Slytherins, Harry nudged Draco and told him to go get Blaise and Pansy so they could all share a carriage.
"Are you sure?" "Yes, it's fine. If they're your friends, then I want to meet them."
Draco smiled and quickly pulled a reluctant looking pair of Slytherins back with them.
"Blaise, this is Harrison Potter. He's my friend and I think my second cousin or something. Harry, this is my best friend Blaise Zabini, heir to the Zabini family."
Harry smiled and held out his hand. "Nice to meet you, you can call me either Harrison or Harry. I'm not really bothered which," he said, sending the dark skinned boy a smile.
Blaise looked at his hand and his smile with calculating eyes before nodding and smiling back. "Pleasure," he said, his posture relaxing.
Draco looked between them and nodded happily. "Now Harry, this lovely young lady is Pansy Parkinson. Pans, this is Harrison Potter, Boy-Who-Lived and—" he managed to say before he got cut off by Harry smacking him in the stomach.
Harry smiled at Pansy and kissed her hand. "Ignore Draco, apparently his manners have left him. I shall have to tell aunt Cissa. Anyway, it's a pleasure Ms. Parkinson," he said.
Pansy blushed slightly before straightening out. "The pleasure's all mine, Heir Potter." "Please, Harrison."
call
me
either
Harry
or
"Then you must call me Pansy," she said.
Harry nodded and motioned for them to get into a carriage. All eight could fit comfortable as they were designed for up to ten.
"So, how did you and Draco become so close?" Blaise asked. The rest of the group had done introductions in the carriage and now the girls were all sitting together, giggling about Gilderoy Lockhart's latest interview while Draco and Neville were plotting Ron's fate.
"We met through my guardian, Sirius Black. He and aunt Cissa are cousins and, after his release, they rekindled their relationship," Harry said, remembering what Draco had said about Blaise being a gossip king.
"I see, that's good," Blaise said. "It's outrageous - what happened to Lord Black."
"I know. I doubt if he had been from a Light or even Neutral family such an injustice would have occurred."
"Undoubtedly," Blaise agreed.
With his opinion now out there, Harry moved on to safer topics and soon the carriages pulled up to the castle. Promising to meet up after breakfast, Harry and his friends soon split up and went to their individual tables.
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The Sorting, Harry realised, didn't really change, but Harry was happy when a tiny Luna Lovegood was placed in Ravenclaw. He had grown extremely fond of the airy blonde in his last life; her peculiar outlook on life and bubbly personality always making him smile, even during the worst of the war. At times Harry had even wondered if the little blonde was a Seer of some sort as she always knew just what to say to cheer him up.
Sitting at the end of his yearmates in the hope the little blonde would join him, Harry soon relaxed as Luna danced towards him and took a seat. "Hello, Lord Potter-Black-Gryffindor-Peverell-Slytheri n."
Harry blinked when Luna trailed off all of the titles he had gained in his last life. 'Well,' he thought, 'it would appear she was a Seer of some kind.'
"Hello, Luna. It's actually just Heir Potter-Black at the moment," Harry said, smiling at the small girl.
Luna looked up at him with large, unfocused blue eyes. "Oh, did you lick a moon frog and loose them?"
Harry chuckled. "No, no, moon frogs this time, but I did come back with the help of somebody, so I no longer have them."
Harry watched as Luna's eyes gained focus for a moment. "You'll be a great man, Harrison James Potter-Black."
Harry smiled. "Hopefully, but only if I can count you as one of my friends."
Luna stilled again and a beautiful smile appeared on her face. "You'll keep the nargles away?" she asked.
"I'll even disinfect the mistletoe," Harry promised.
"Then I can't wait to join your followers," Luna said with a smile, making Harry wonder for a moment before he shrugged and smiled back.
After that, Harry tuned to watch the end of the Sorting. It all passed as he remembered up until it was time for Ginny to be Sorted.
Harry watched as the hat was placed on her head and, for a while, all was silent. Unlike her brothers, the hat didn't immediately shout Gryffindor. Harry wondered momentarily if perhaps she would go into Slytherin - it wouldn't surprise him as he knew she was a manipulative swine.
Eventually the "GRYFFINDOR!"
hat
shouted
out,
Harry watched as Ginny sat up and shouted, "But I don't want to go to Gryffindor!" She then proceeded to put the hat back on.
The whole hall was silent; the few who had started to clap stopped to stare. Even the teachers were sharing incredulous looks and, much to his amusement, Snape looked like he was attempting to set the redheaded fool on fire with his glare.
Minerva was shocked to say the least. "Ms. Weasley, you have been Sorted. Now stop this foolishness at once and go and sit with your housemates!" she said.
"No! I want to be in Ravenclaw with Harry. This stupid hat will put me there!" Ginny whined. Although most of the hall couldn't hear, some did - including Harry, who was paying special attention.
Minerva shook her head and flicked her wand, summoning the hat to her. "Go and join your housemates and be prepared for a serious conversation, young lady."
Ginny stood up and stomped to the Gryffindor table but not before sending Harry a look of longing that make him want to take a bath.
"I've never seen so many Blibbering Humdingers in one person's head before," Luna said, staring at Ginny with a look of disgust, shocking Harry as he had thought they were friends.
"I'm surprised, I thought her head empty," Harry grumbled back. Luna snorted softly. "Don't worry, Harry, she won't get you. Her plans are childish and immature."
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