Travis??!
A week passes and it’s time to go shopping for Hogwarts at Diagon alley.
After Sal and Larry figured out how to get to Diagon alley, and after getting the money Jim left, they start shopping for school.
Harry pov:
I was shopping with Hagrid in the bookstore. That’s when I spotted him. I had never really felt anything before, but the second I laid eyes on him, I knew. He was my new everything. His long brown hair. His big ahh amazing nose. He was standing next to some weird masked kid with blue pigtails. Were they dating? Was he taken? I’m gonna kill that blue haired little shit.
Back to 3rd person pov:
Larry looked to the side and noticed a kid with glasses staring at him, he didn’t think much about it, but he had an eerie feeling. He just wrote it off as the kid actually staring at Sal instead because of his mask.
After going to far too many stores, and spending far too much money, they finished shopping and it was time to get on the train to Hogwarts.
“Platform 9 3/4? That’s not here”, Sal said as he looked around the busy train station with Larry.
“Maybe it was a typo?” Larry suggested.
They turned beside them to see a bunch of dirty demon soulless gingers running into a wall and somehow passing through. Wait, Larry thought, that boy running in behind them is the freakazoid from the bookstore.
“Hey! Look Larry, that must be 9 3/4, do we just run into it?”
Larry nodded in agreement right before running full speed at the wrong wall. He hit the wall. Nothing happened. His nose started bleeding.
“Wrong wall dumbass.” Sal sighed
“It was those dirty fucking gingers trying to trick me, steal my soul, all gingers should burn in hell where they came from” Larry ranted
Sal walked into the correct wall, with Larry following suit behind him (holding his bloodied nose).
They get on the train and start searching for an empty booth, they walk down the train and glance into one of the booths and see… Travis?
Larry and Sal freeze, but then Larry bursts into the stall to start harassing Travis, sal standing behind him. Travis looks at them in disbelief.
“W-what are you fags doing here!?” Travis shouts as Larry bursts in.
“No! What are you doing here!” Larry shouts back. As Larry has a fit sal and Travis make eye contact, sal smirks behind his mask. Sal and Travis aren’t exactly friends but ever since sal found him in the bathroom, they haven’t really hated each other like before.