"I'm Hermoine Granger" The brown haired girl says, I don't think she liked the silence.
"N-neville Longbottom." Said the teddy bear.
"Ron Weasley" Ron says with a mouth half stuffed with a pumpkin pastry
"I'm Alexander Prince and this is my brother Harry Potter. Now before you begin to gape and ask about the scar or" Looks over at the brown haired girl "Tell us how much you know about him let me say one the scar is a sensitive subject and most of what you think you know about him is a lie."
"B-but how can it be a lie. There are books-"
"Yes yes bookworm." Oh she looks offended "You seem to be a muggleborn or raised so surely you know about that little genre called fiction. Yep almost all those books are a lie." She gasped "The only thing they got right is he survived a killing curse, but me and him both believe it has more to do with his mother than anything he did as an infant" I emphasize the word infant "I have my solicitor working on either having the books recalled or the others telling everyone they are works of fiction, that and giving Harry the Royalty's for using his name without permission."
"How did you know she was muggle born?" Asked the teddy bear
"That's a good question teddy" he mumbled something like 'my name isn't teddy...' but I am sure I imagined it. "She said her parents were dentist. There are no dentist in the wizarding world, as I am sure you and Ron know since I am positive you never heard of them before. So that means she is either muggle born or raised. Oddly enough there is an eye doctor in the wizarding world but they MAKE magic eyes instead of fixing eye sight. Anyway it isn't that there is anything wrong with muggle raised. I am technically a pureblood but I am muggle raised"
"Wait how can you technically be a pureblood?" Asked Ron. Teddy and Granger seem interested in this too. "A pureblood is defined as someone who has two sets of wizarding grandparents. I have that but my mother is a squib. So I am technically a pureblood but the supremacist won't look at it that way since a squib isn't a true wizard in their eyes" Ron looks like he doesn't understand but they all nod anyway.
The door gets pushed open again, seriously does anyone on this blasted train know how to knock?! Now in the doorway stood a blonde boy, I am sure we saw him when getting our robes, and two trolls er I mean bulky lads.
"So it's true. Harry Potter is on the train" I glance over to Harry and I see part of his scar is uncovered. "I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy" I smirk slightly. Ron chuckles a bit and Hermoine giggles. I suspect she, like myself, finds it funny he introduced himself like James Bond. "Oh you think my names funny do you" he looks at Ron "No need to tell who you are. Red Hair, Freckles, hand me down robes. You must be a Weasley. I'm surprised to see you could even afford to be here." Ok so the blonde ponce just insulted someone for not having money strike one.
"And you. I don't recognize you so you must be a mudblood!" Ron and Neville gasp. I arc my brow up as my fist clench a bit. Strike two. I may not like the bookworm but that is no reason to call her a such a name. He then turns to Neville "Hmph Neville Longbottom. I am surprised to see you here as well since you are practically a squib" Strike three
"Draco dear, yes I am talking, I'm Alexander Anderson Prince. I would say it is nice to meet you but frankly you have left the absolute worst impression I could possibly imagine" Draco opens his mouth to say something "Shut up. Now how about you and your two gargoyles leave before I kick your ass" Hermoine seems to finally catch onto my name and gasp, though maybe from my language.
"How dare you! Do you know who my father is?!"
I roll my eyes "I don't give a damn if your father is the Minister of Magic. Now leave."
"Crabbe Goyle" Draco says backing up slightly as his two gargoyles come in. One reaches towards Hermoine, though I have no idea why, and the other charges straight at me.
Welp looks like ass kickings are due. As Goyle comes close I press my palms down on the chair to balance and then quickly my leg raises nailing him right in the nose. I then push myself off the bench and slam my fist straight into the gargoyles nose causing him to falter back and stumble into Crabbe. Walking forward I grab the two behemoths by the ear and drag them out the compartment where a shocked and scared Malfoy is. I look back "I'll be right back" I use wandless magic to close the door.
I throw the two trolls to the side and I approach malfoy grabbing him by the neck I bring my mouth near his ear "Listen here Malfoy. No shut up just listen. You bring up your father a lot but let me tell you this. We are on a train going over 55 miles an hour. If I wear to toss you out the window you would be dead and your daddy could not do anything to save you. They might not even find your body for weeks because most wizards would think you were kidnapped or hidden on the train rather than thrown out the window. Now I don't really care what you do so long as you do it away from me and Harry. So you go about your own business being a little crybaby daddies boy and leave me and my brother alone. I dare you to tell daddy dearest but if I ever" I tighten my grip on his throat "Hear you messed with my brother or had someone mess with him then they will never find your body. I'm not scared of you or your daddy Malfoy. So watch your step" I then release his throat and I smile, as if I didn't just threaten his pathetic life, and I head back into my compartment.
"That was bloody brilliant!" Ron exclaimed loudly. Neville nods his head in agreement and Harry smiles proudly.
"No that was stupid. Picking a fight on the train could get him in trouble or worse, expelled" Bookworm huffs. I shrug and head back to my sit. After a few seconds she began to speak again "Are you really Alexander Prince? Like the genius prodigy Alexander Prince?"
"Yes." I nod my head as I bite into a chocolate frog.
"But you said you are Harry Potters brother"
I nod again "Half Brothers. James got drunk after a successful raid and ended up shagging my mom. Nine months later I popped out. I am four days older than Harry."
"Why do you call your dad James?" Asked the teddy bear
"Well I never really knew him. It has always been just me and my mother so it doesn't really feel like I have a dad at all. My mother was the one who raised me not James Potter. I mean I am not saying he wasn't a good dad. From the stories my mom told me he was very affectionate and loved me very much just like he loved Harry but still I was a baby. I don't remember a time where I was with him and my mom only has the one picture of him. "
"I never really knew my dad either. He isn't d-dead or anything just um... He is at St. Mungos. I can visit him but he isn't really all there..." Neville says looking down at his hands.
I pull him over so his head is on my lap and I stroke his head "It's ok teddy."
Neville feels embarrassed but he also finds the stroking relaxing so he doesn't move "Don't mind him Neville. Alex does the same thing when I am feeling depressed or sad." Harry spoke up then puts headphones into the jack of the cd player
"You know electronics don't work around magic don't you?" Book worm says
"That is true and false. Electronics can't be around a certain level of magic. This is a prototype from the Japanese Magical community. It's a cd player that mixes magic and technology together so it works even in heavily magical areas like Diagon Alley. The company, Toys of Raijin, is actually building a building in Hogsmeade this year." I inform miss 'I know more than you do'
"Alex talked them into it. They gave him 10% shares since he contributes to their ideas and is helping them set up shop in England. Plus he will be the manager of the England Branches in Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley, or rather mum will be until Alex is 15."
"Yep I talked them into making calculators for arithmancy. I figure that years 3 and above will go crazy over them."
"Wait are you telling me that you work with a company that makes electronics work with or around magic" Asked book worm
"Yea. They also have a business deal with Viper Technologies now. My mum provides them with tech that they try to make work around magic or with magic. They seem to really want computers, cell phones, and game consoles to work. In fact" I look at Harry "They said the Gameboy should be available around Christmas right Harry?"
Harry thinks a bit then nods "Yea I am sure you mentioned that to me once. I can't wait, it is a shame we couldn't bring our games with us." I chuckle slightly. I turned my brother into a gamer. I am so proud.
"What is a game boy?" asked Ron.
"A game boy is a hand held game console." Oh yea wizard duh "It is a device you hold in your hand with the buttons you control the character on the screen to do actions such as jump, fight, etc. It is rather fun. I myself enjoy the Legend of Zelda and Double Dragon." nope the two still look confused as hell "I'll show you when I get the prototypes. It should be around December but they are having difficulty with making both the system and game cartridges work without having them counteract each other."
I look out the window "Oh we are almost there. Probably should put on our robes. So Teddy and Bookworm you should go get your stuff." Bookworm huffs again but they both leave.
We finally stop and began to exit "First Years First years over here come along now" Ah Hagrid is guiding else. He waves at me and Harry, or probably just Harry. "Over here now. Four to a boat." Me, Harry, Teddy and for some reason the red head all get into one boat together. "Watch yer heads now" Does Hagrid know that he is like 9 feet tall thus about 4 feet bigger than a bunch of kids in boats?
We go up some stairs and before these great big doors stood Professor McGonagall the woman who responded to my mothers letter and brought Uncle Snape with her.
"The start of term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory and spend free time in your house common room."
"The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rule-breaking will lose house points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the House Cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours."
"The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting."
{Last three paragraphs were an excerpt from J.K. Rowlings Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone.}
Got a cover woohoo! Now I don't have much against Malfoy. I mean he is a pompous git but he is also a kid. A spoiled kid who was force fed pureblood supremacy and wants to make his father proud of him. He doesn't see what is wrong with what he does since it is the only thing he knows. This is just my opinion though and by no means does that mean he isn't getting his ass handed to him more. After all one ass kicking won't be enough to make him change his ways.