caitlyn potter (the girl who lived) and her brother Harry Potter (the boy who lived) was walking down the dragon alley looking for stuff for school when they hear people whispering. "There's the boy and girl who lived." A woman said."They look so young." A man said. "The girl is cute." A kid said. Caitlyn moved closer to her brother, feeling self-conscious. "ignore them sis." Harry said holding her hand.Later on, the Hogwarts Express is travelling through the countryside. Harry is in sitting alone in a train compartment, and Ron appears in the doorway.] Ron: "Excuse me, do you mind? Everywhere else is full." Harry: "Not at all." "Sure." Caitlyn said. Ron (sitting across from Harry): "I'm Ron, by the way. Ron Weasley." Harry: "I'm Harry. Harry Potter." "I'm caitlyn potter." Caitlyn said. Ron (going agape): "So-so it's true! I mean, do you two really have the, the...?" Harry: "The what?" Ron (whispering): "The scar?" Harry:" Oh." (He lifts up his hair bangs to reveal the scar on his forehead) caitlyn lifted her hair up to show her scar. Ron: "Wicked!" Later they arrive at Hogwarts. McGonagall: "Welcome to Hogwarts. Now, in a few moments, you will pass through these doors and join your classmates. But before you can take your seats, you must be sorted into your houses. They are Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Now while you're here, your house will be like your family. Your triumphs will earn you points. Any rule breaking, and you will lose points. At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup." McGonagall: "The sorting ceremony will begin momentarily." (she leaves to go into the Great Hall) [A young evil looking boy, with short blonde hair, called Draco Malfoy, speaks up.] Draco: "It's true then, what they're saying on the train. Harry Potter and Caitlyn Potter. has come to Hogwarts. (some of the students are heard whispering, "Harry Potter?" He introduces his two friends.) This is Crabbe and Goyle. And I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy. (Ron snickers at his name) Think my name's funny, do you? I've no need to ask yours. Red hair, and a hand-me-down robe? You must be a Weasley. You'll soon find that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter. You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort. I can help you there. (he extends his hand to Harry and caitlyn.) Harry (not going to take Draco's arrogance): "I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks." Harry pulled caitlyn behind him [Draco glares. McGonagall returns and taps Draco on the shoulder with a paper. He leaves Harry with one last glare.] McGonagall: "We're ready for you now. Follow me." (This is very very very detailed and graphic)