~This takes place when Harry, Ron, and Hermione first meet, and it is in Hermione's POV~


Hermione Granger wandered the magical train she had stepped on an Stunde ago. It was still all like a dream to her, but it wasn't. Everything here was all-real. It was mesmerizing. She still couldn't believe she got picked to be a part of it all. While trying to find a compartment to sit in, she overheard someone searching frantically for something called Trevor. She looked through the glass door to see a pudgy 11 Jahr old boy searching for, what Hermione thought could be a pet. ''Trevor, Trevor where are...