At first he had wondered why Dudley looked so much fatter than he remembered, until realizing that it wasn't that Dudley had become fatter than he already was - the uniform he was wearing wasn't nearly as big as his usual clothes, thus showing the boy's overweight body much more clearly. Judging by the looks of disgust from the girls close to his seat, they also felt it was not a nice sight.
Dudley had not noticed him, but Harry had a feeling this would change all too soon.
It would be a long school year.
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Ronald Weasley was not exactly a happy boy at the moment. Oh, he wasn't angy, just disappointed, though he should have seen this coming, since the twins were in the same situation. He'd heard stories from Bill and Charlie that they had been home-schooled, and actually saw Percy getting lessons from their mother. Alas, this would not be the case for him and he felt outside of his comfort zone.
"Now, Ronald, be on your best behavior. This is the place you'll spend the next six years learning at, so you need to give them a good impression," his mother, Molly Weasley, told her youngest son while they approached the school in Ottery St. Catchpole, a town in Devon.
"Will be hard, they've already had Fred and George for two years," Ron grumbled, feeling this wouldn't be fun at all.
"Oh, don't worry about them. I ensured they will be on their best behavior and also won't bother you," she assured her son.
"If you say so, Mum." Ron was skeptical about that, since he knew what the twins were like. No way anyone could make them fall in line.
Molly Weasley felt no need to reveal to him that Fred and George had tried to do their usual antics at the school, but that had gotten them into serious trouble, so she had given them an ultimatum. Either they would be on their best behavior at school, or they could forget attending Hogwarts. The threat to leave them magically illiterate - a threat she would not have made true of course - had scared these two troublemakers into compliance.
Oh, how she wished there wouldn't be the need for sending some of their children to a Muggle school, but sadly there was little other choice.
She had wanted to home-school all of the children, but had not expected they would have so many of them. Her plans for home-schooling ran into a wall with the birth of Fred and George. Already having experienced how time-intensive home-schooling was with her eldest son Bill, the time constraints gave her little other choice. Starting with the twins, their children would have to attend the public school in the town close to their home.
She held no illusions that such constant contact with Muggles wouldn't change their children in their mentality. Fred and George were already quoting things that neither she nor Arthur did get and they were always bringing strange stuff home, like comic books, small gadgets and once even something they thought was a moving picture made by Muggles, though it turned out to merely be an illusion picture. While her husband was fascinated by it, she felt a bit overwhelmed.
"Now, here you go. And remember the first rule," she reminded Ron.
Ron knew that rule too well, he had heard it often enough. "No talk about magic stuff. I got it, Mum."
Watching her son walk into the school, Molly couldn't help but sigh. Even though her youngest son didn't say it aloud, he deep inside did resent her for giving Ginny, her youngest and her only daughter, so much attention. Clearly, Ron had come to the conclusion that Ginny was her favorite. She was at a loss how to convince him that this wasn't the case, though at least he didn't seem to hold any grudge against Ginny herself.
Hopefully, Ginny entering school next year convinces him I'm not playing favorites with her, she hoped.
Ron a little later was no too bored. The school was not that big, even though it was built for the children in the surrounding villages, thus the introduction ceremony was thankfully not too long. After being shown around the school, he now was at his seat in the classroom, where the teacher explained to her students how the year would go.
Well, Bill, Charlie and Percy never went through this, so I guess I have that over them, he thought.
Though it still didn't make him feel especially special.
Glancing around, he did notice the things that normally were not found at the Burrow. His father was really mad about Muggle stuff, and Fred and George did show off some stuff they got after school, but this was essentially the first time he could look at these things without his mother's supervision. While he was not like his father, these things did catch his interest.
Perhaps school would not be as bad as he imagined it to be?
o
"Oh, I can't wait!" little Hermione Granger gushed in excitement while her parents escorted her to her first day of school in the Hampstead Garden Suburb of London. "Do I have everything?" she worried.
Jean Granger smiled at her daughter's excitement. "Easy, Hermione! Remember this is just the first day and the introduction to the school. You won't learn anything yet today."
"Really? Oh, that's too bad." The girl looked a bit disappointed.
"Oh, patience, princess! You'll get to the good things soon enough," Ian Granger reminded his daughter.
Young Hermione accepted that and then again felt a bit uncomfortable with the skirt that came with the school uniform. As far as she could remember, she had felt a bit uncomfortable with dresses - though she would wear them - and this skirt also felt a bit alien. She knew she would get used to it, but that didn't change she for now didn't exactly enjoy wearing it.
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