"Alright, alright!" she said, putting her hands up in defense. "Oh, get in!" I said, shoving her into the compartment. "OK, I'm gonna listen to some music, anyone wanna join in?" I said, taking my headphones and earphones out of my rucksack. "Me!" all three said in unison. I had 4 options: pick someone and use the headphones, pick someone and use the earphones, don't connect anything and just let it blare, and 4, don't play it at all. I liked the 3rd option best. I shoved the headphones and the earphones back in and played 'Kill This Love' by BLACKPINK. The three looked at me like, WTF m'gurl? I paused and asked, "Don't like this?" and they shook their heads no, so I asked "How about 'Sweet but Psycho'?" and Ron said "No!" terrified of my choice of music.  He peeked into my playlist and asked, "How about 'Arcade'?" pointing at it. "You want me to cry?" I asked, matter-of-factly. "No," Ron replied, looking confused. Fucking hell, he's so cute!  Wait, maybe Hermy was right, and I do have a crush... but how is it possible? I've never had a crush, my bratty cousins made sure of it. But... "Kylie!" Ron called. "Whatcha thinking?" "I'm just thinking whether to play English or Tamil songs..." I lied. Talk about a smooth cover! 

Woah, oh, oh, oh, wait a minute! I thought phones don't work here! I must've said it out loud because Hermy responded, "Apparently, muggle-borns sent owls to their parents but it aroused suspicion in the neighborhood. So, Dumbledore allowed phones in Hogwarts!" "But, what about network? You need network to send and receive messages! And WiFi..." I continued thoroughly unsettled. "Dumbledore built mobile towers! And he's connected a WiFi router to each house. The password to the WiFi is the same as the house common room password! And there are power sockets nearly everywhere, so laptops, phones, tablets, everything works here!" she said, almost rapping, but still sounding like swallowed about a gazillion books whole. "Breathe, Hermy, breathe!" I said, playfully. Harry, who was quiet all this time, suddenly spoke up. "I'm gonna go meet someone..." he said, getting up. "And I'm gonna go see... the sightseer car!" Hermy bluffed, jumping up and running out with Harry. Weird. "You ship 'em?" Ron asked, reading my mind. "Yup." I said, still checking for signs of eavesdropping.

"Well, we better change into our robes, we'll be there soon." I said, getting up. Ron almost immediately stood up, looking like the cutest idiot ever. I giggled and picked up my rucksack, leaving when I bumped into a person I wouldn't ever want to look at. Draco bloody Malfoy. "Watch where you're going, mudblood!" he sneered. "You watch your mouth, Draco Lucius Malfoy." I sneered right back. I own this bitch. Let me see him lay his little finger on me. "What did you say?" he asked, an ugly expression on his already fucked up face. "Deaf, are you?" I said with a superior tone. "Shut up, mudblood!" he snarled, grabbing my wrist. I looked at the wrist he held and back at him. "It's about time that you're leaving. I'm gonna count to three and open my eyes and you'll be gone" I seethed, voice deadly calm. "One." I counted. "What are you gonna do, hoe?" he chortled. "Three!" I yelled, as I kicked him in the shins and slapped him across his face. He fell down to the floor. Ron came out of the compartment, looking terrified. "Bloody hell, Kylie! What have you done?" he chimed, fear filling his words. "Ow, ahh that hurts, oh my god..." Malfoy said. "Shut it, blondie, everyone knows you're acting." I snapped, closing my eyes in annoyance. 

"Woah, you did that?!" Hermy asked awestruck. "I feel a bit bad for him, y'know?" Harry mumbled, but I heard it loud and clear and grinned. "I change my ship ideas," I whispered to Ron. "What? Who to who?" he whispered back. "Harmione to Drarry," I whispered. "Eww..." Ron grimaced. "What? It is possible!" I defended. "What is possible?" Harry asked, oblivious to the fact that I had just shipped him with the guy I just beat the fucking shit out of. Everyone had changed into our robes. "Woah!" Ron exclaimed, pointing at the Hogwarts castle. The castle was a deep midnight blue, golden lights shining through the little windows. The train slowed down and skidded to a halt. I grabbed my rucksack and held Ron's hand. I'm not going to let him go, not in this crowd, at least! We climbed down and a huge dude holding a lantern said, "Firs' years! Firs' years this way!" "Hi Hagrid!" Harry said pleasantly. "Woah!" Ron said, looking up and down at Hagrid. "Need to pick a different line, Weasley!" I teased. "Shut up!" Ron snapped back playfully. Hagrid led us to a row of boats. "No more than three to a boat!" he yelled. Poor guy must have a sore throat from all that yelling. Harry, Ron and I sat in one boat, Hermy stalked off to find another. It was going to be an amazing year at Hogwarts.