Blue Hair

September 1, 1991
It took hard work all summer, but finally, Ron felt ready to concur Hogwarts. But first, he had to make it into Gryffindor, if not, he could be roomed wrong. But Ron was for sure gonna be a Gryffindor, his new name, Ronald Billius Weasley, made him smile. His name, for him. It was so exciting.
When at the station the Weasley clan rushes to the platform. Fred reassures Ron everything will be fine. This boy joins them, he has caramel skin and messy curly black hair, yet still with his skin tone, he has bright green eyes. His parents are nowhere to be seen and he looks very nervous. He asks Molly, “I was just wondering how to…”
Molly interrupts him, “How to get onto the platform. Not to worry dear, it’s Ron’s first time at Hogwarts as well. All you have to do is run straight at the wall, best get a running start if you're nervous.”
Ron follows this mystery boy onto the platform. After helping the boy with his luggage, Fred and George come back claiming he is actually Harry Potter. Ron isn’t sure he believes them, but he loads his luggage onto the train, originally joining the twins until Lee Jordan pulls out a spider and Ron leaves, being deathly afraid of spiders.
***
He finds an almost empty compartment besides the one with the boy from the platform, being curious if the Twins were telling the truth, he says, “Can I join you? Everywhere else is full.”
“Of course,” the black haired boy says.
“I’m Ron by the way, Ron Weasley,” He introduces himself, feeling so happy about his name. He loves the way it sounds and feels to him.
“Harry, Harry Potter,” the boy, Harry, says.
He doesn’t think before he says, “Is it true, do you really have, the, the, the scar?”
“Yeah,” Harry says, flashing a lightning shaped scar.
“Wicked,” Ron says. He thinks, Someday I’ll be cool with scars. Someday.

When the trolly witch comes around, Harry buys them both more sweets than Ron could ever imagine as a child, showing off the Potter family wealth.
Some time later, after Harry has his first Chocolate Frog and Bertie Botts Every Flavoured Beans, Ron asks, “You want to see a spell, Fred and George taught me.”
“Yes,” Harry says.
He clears his throat, but suddenly a bushy haired black girl barges in, with Nevill? No, no, no, what if Nevill says something about his new look, his new name? The girl says, “Have either of you seen a toad, Nevill’s lost one, oh are you doing magic, let’s see then.”
He clears his throat again and says (aiming at his rat), “Sunshine daisies, butter-mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow.” Nothing happens, he just embarrassed himself in front of a complete stranger, his new best friend, and a boy he’s known all his life. Ugh.
The black girl asks, “Are you sure that's a real spell? Anyways, I have been doing some reading, and, can I cast a spell on your glasses… I just realized I never introduced myself, I’m Hermione Granger, and you are?”
Ron responds, “Ron Weasley, and this is Harry Potter.”
“I’ve read about you, but anyways, Harry can I repair your glasses?” Hermione asks, Ron already thinking she’s insufferable.
“Yeah sure, if you can, there’s enough sell-o-tape on them to hold London Bridge up,” Harry says sarcastically.
Hermione instantly says, “Reparo,” and Harry’s glasses are magically fixed. Ron wishes magic could fix him.
“Wow,” Harry and Ron say at the same time.
Hermione and Nevill finally leave the cabin, Hermione saying, “You two should get changed, I expect we’ll be arriving soon.”

“She sounds like my brother Percy,” Ron comments.
“She’s right though, we should change,” Harry says, taking off his jumper.
“I’m going to head to the bathroom,” Ron says.
“Well I’m hoping to be in the same house as you, so it doesn’t really matter anyways, what house are you hoping for anyways?” Harry asks.
“Gryffindor, all my family are there, I hope you’re there too, but I would die if I ended up in Slytherin. Still, I’m going to change in the bathroom, just in case, y’know?” Ron says in an unconvincing manner. Harry gives him a puzzled look but Ron quickly grabs his clothes and heads to the bathroom to change, embarrassed.
***
“Firs’ years, follow me, this way!” says this huge man, Ron thinks he must be like 8 foot something, quietly saying woah to himself.
“Hi Hagrid!” Harry says. Ron finds it cool that Harry already knows Hagrid, all he knows is that Snape hates all of his brothers, and he wasn’t going to be the one to change that.
***
When they made it up to the castle, after going in these really bloody small boats which scared Harry, they stood outside the Great Hall; being greeted by McGonagall. McGonagall begins, “Welcome to Hogwarts, I’m Prof. McGonnagall, there are four houses, as some of you may know, they are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Here at Hogwarts, your house is like your family, do well and you will earn points for your house, any rule breaking and you shall lose points. The Sorting Ceremony will begin momentarily.” When she finishes she leaves into the Great Hall.

“So the rumors are true, Harry Potter is at Hogwarts,” says a blonde boy, murmurs follow, while Harry looks very confused, “This is Crabbe, and he’s Goyle, and I’m Malfoy, Draco Malfoy,” Ron laughs, “Think my name’s funny do you, no need to ask yours, red hair and a hand-me-down robe, you must be a Weasley, Veronica right?” He says. Ron flinches at his deadname.
“No, that’s Ron, and he’s my best friend, and if you’re gonna be a prick, kindly fuck off,” says Harry. Ron is very impressed with his best friend for standing up for him like that. Malfoy seems to realize his mistake, and admires his bravery? Ron doesn’t really care.

Prof. McGonnagal returns saying, “We’re ready,” and everyone follows her into the Great Hall. The Great Hall is magical, there are floating candles illuminating the room, over five long tables, four of them for students, and one for teachers, and the ceiling looks like the sky, an enchantment he heard Hermione telling another girl about. McGonnagal grabs a three legged stool and places a ratty old wizard's hat on it, also grabbing a long scroll, presumably of the names of students.

“When I call your name, you will walk forward, sit on the stool, and place the sorting hat on your head, then sit at the table accordingly.” She says, “Abbot, Hannah” is a Hufflepuff, and so on.
Hermione was sadly, a Gryffindor, but when it got to “Malfoy, Draco” the hat doesn’t say Slytherin, it says Gryffindor, to the surprise and horror of Malfoy, and almost every Gryffindor and Slytherin in the Great Hall. It is silent while Malfoy goes to the Gryffindor table, looking longingly at the Slytherin one.
Everyone holds their breath when Harry gets up there. He seems to be angry with the sorting hat until it eventually decides “GRYFFINDOR!” and he sees all his siblings cheer, the twins are yelling ‘We got Potter’ and he feels lonely. But, he has to be with his best friend and family, that's the plan.
When McGonagall calls, “Weasley, Ronald.” It’s confirmation he’s ok, and everyone just thinks he’s a boy, and when the sorting hat is on his head it says Ah, another Weasley, then shouts “GRYFFINDOR” and with that he’s welcomed by his family and best friend. Ron feels it should be smooth sailing from there on out.