When Ron barged into our cabin we got startled and immediately stopped talking.
'I heard that the boy who lived was in this cabin, is that you?' He asked as soon as he saw Harry.
I could see that Harry was a bit startled by him and his question so I gave Ron a glare and said 'People usually introduce themselves before asking that of others.'
'I'm Ronald Weasley and I came to see if the boy who lived was here.'
'We understand that you came here looking for him but he isn't here, so if you would please leave us alone we would appreciate it.' I said, at the end of my dismissal they all looked at me like I was crazy or in Ron's case rude.
Ron turned away from us with a bright red face and a small scowl. He exited while apologizing for the intrusion and shut the door. Ron had been quite ignorant and rude in the books and movies which I had never liked. He seemed the same in this world regardless of the differences here.
'Why'd you tell him that the boy who lived wasn't here?' Effie asked me.
'Well he was quite rude and was simply looking for Harry because of the boy who lived crap. I don't like people like that.'
After a few minutes of talking later another person barged into our compartment. A bushy, brown head popped in and asked 'Has anyone seen a toad Neville's lost his?'
I could see the potters perk up at Neville's name and I answered her. We haven't seen a toad but we would appreciate it if you could have Neville come to our cabin as he is a relation of ours.'
She quickly nodded her head and went back out and came back after a few minutes with Neville in tow. I explained the relation between us all and the complicated political system and our places in it. Ordinarily a noble blood family of wizarding Britain and surrounding territories would make and uphold the laws as well as protect the people and country for outside forces. Over the years these responsibilities were corrupted into near full control for the noble families and nothing for anyone else.
I had explained to them the three factions in the government and what was going on with them currently. Most of it was political crap but the conversation ended up switching when Neville's toad Trevor appeared and the others finally took notice of the jewelry I wore. Hermione was upset that someone as young as her was wearing jewelry as she seemed to think it improper or something.
I had to explain that our world could be extremely dangerous and that most jewelry was enchanted to do something. This brought up heirships and such as both Neville and I were heir and lord, with one of the potters being heir as well. The heirship conversation ended when I told the potters that one of them would have to become the lord and one the heir in case the Lord died.
With that conversation closed Hermione brought up my blatantly silver teeth. When she mentioned them I flashed an unsettling smile at them and told them I was just built different. I briefly thought about telling them about being a werewolf as nobody could touch me but it would make things annoying. Eventually the snack lady arrived and I bought her out as I put a large amount of the candy and snacks in my expanded suitcase.
A couple hours passed as we chatted and ate until a certain blonde showed up. Once again our door was practically slammed open as Malfoy and his cronies popped in.
'Is it true? Their saying all down the train that Harry Potters in this compartment. So it's you, is it?' Harry replied with a simple Yes to Draco's question. Draco finally seemed to notice everyone else in the compartment and introduced himself along with Crabbe and Goyle. I gave a laugh at Draco's James Bond introduction and he shot his best glare at me.
'Think my names funny do you? Who are you anyways, I don't recognize you.'
'It'd be strange if you recognized me cousin, I've been living in America most of my life. And for your information, I'm Venawulf Black, head of the Black family and shield of Britian.' I wielded the title of shield of britian as most of the founding families had a title. The black family had gained the title of shield as we protected from threats both inside and outside of britian.
We had been masters of dark magic and were know to be one of the few families legally allowed to wield it as our family magics allowed us to resist the corruption of power it brought. Alongside the blacks were the Potters with the title of spear and the Longbottoms as the armor. There were a few other titles but most were lost to time like the Gryffindor title of sword.
As a title holder I held immense power in times of war or crisis and had many special privileges that most noble houses didn't. This power however was normally hard to use as all title holders had to agree to allow wielders to use any of this power besides our special privileges. Draco's face paled and he swiftly retreated with a polite excuse. With him gone the rest of the ride went by in peace as I mostly avoided talking unless they asked me something specific or important to them.
A few hours later we left the train to darkness and rain. I and all the other first years huddled around Hagrid as he called us over and we eventually started stumbling down a dark and muddy path to the lakeside. As it was easy for me to navigate the path with my enhanced senses I ended up helping along many of the others and dragging some back to the path when they slipped into the darkness. When we made it to the boats I breathed a sigh of relief and climbed into one.
Hermione, the Potters and Neville had a boat to themselves so I joined the closest one without 4 people. The ride across the black lake was quite serene and the magnificent view of the castle truly showed its grandeur. We passed under a stone roof as we entered a cavern and followed Hagrid up some stairs to an entry hall of some sort. Hagrid informed McGonagall they we had arrived and he left as she went to tell Dumbledore.
The ghosts entered and scared the children and I even got to smell them. The ghost smelled like light magic with a hint of mint. It seemed like ghosts were likely remnants of someone's magic that had become attached to a place with some kind of magic imprint. After the ghosts left Draco tried to start some trouble but with me in between him and the Potters he ended up just insulting Ron instead.
After some more bickering and, Ron talking about how we'd have to fight a troll, McGonagall entered and fussed at some of us and then led us into the hall. The enchanted ceiling was way more amazing in person and made the sky seem close enough to touch. The great hall was beautiful and grand, with magic candles floating everywhere and ghosts flying in and out.
The four houses sat in silence as the upper years watched us enter and gather before the sorting hat. McGonagall walked up to the sorting hat and explained all we had to do was sit on the stool and put the hat on when our name was called and then go to our house table after the hat sorted us.
The sorting ceremony began with Hannah Abbot going to Hufflepuff. I was a Black so I was up early so with a reassuring look at my new friends I waited to be called. When McGonagall called my name a wave of murmurs shot through the hall till she gave a silencing glare at everyone.
I walked to the stool and sat down then put on the hat. Before I could even think the hat shouted Gryffindor. I quickly took off the hat and walked to the table while questioning why the hat would put me here. Additionally I could have easily fit into Ravenclaw or Slytherin. I wasn't very cunning but I was ambitious and I loved ready books and gaining more knowledge, so why Gryffindor.
Sure I could be brave but that was when I knew I could survive or was determined to hurt my enemy. When I fought the idiots who had attacked me I didn't think I would survive and simply wanted to punish them for ending my second chance. When I had fought Fenrir it was to get revenge for him having turned me into a werewolf. I would risk my life for a friend but I wouldn't jump into certain death. Perhaps I was missing something about being a Gryffindor.
I sat down at the table and started paying attention to see where others went. I was mostly paying attention to Effie as she was new to me. Everyone went to their original houses as I waited for the potters to be called. Eventually they got the the two as Effie was called up by her full name Euphemia Potter. As I had mostly expected she went to Gryffindor as Harry was called up next.
Just like in the original he sat there for a few minutes and spoke with the hat with it eventually shouting Gryffindor. With the sorting pretty much over the feast began after Dumbledores weirdness and I began eating. Most people were looking at me strangely as I grabbed a massive amount of meat and began eating. One problem I had been having was my hunger and my much more demanding body.
My caloric intake had increased massively and my taste had changed dramatically. I easily stripped all the meat on my plate quickly and then started crunching down on the bones. My silver teeth shattered and shredded anything I consumed and my body easily took it all down. At some point most of the table began watching me with the Weasley twins beginning bets in when I'd stop and what else I'd eat.
Most of the school started paying attention when the twins sat beside me and started putting food on my plate and experimenting with what I'd eat. A few of the concoctions and food mixes actually tasted good enough for me to suggest them to others but Ron was the only one to try a few. When dessert came out my body practically forced me to lunge for the closest chocolate I could as I smelled it.
I had had it before but only in small amounts but with the entire hall filled with desserts most of what I could smell was chocolate. McGonagall was openly glaringly at me as I gorged myself on chocolate till dessert was over. Dumbledore gave some words that I didn't pay attention to and then dismissed us. Before I could leave McGonagall snatched me and pulled me aside likely to tell me off but I ignored it till she was near bursting so I interjected and asked her if she could take me to speak with Dumbledore about personal circumstances. She quickly composed herself at that and with a nod began leading me to the 8th floor to Dumbledores office.