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Harry Potter and his Magical Mouse Written by SSK Idea & Edit by Slicerness

Chapter 2 Hogwarts

For the past few weeks Harry had been studying, helping Gadget with her studies and, for the most part, tending to her needs. He had been proud to say that Gadget's studies were going well. She had even developed a basic command of human language.

He remembered how surprised he was when he was feeding her one day and she yelled out 'Yummy!' after eating up the last of his cum. He fainted right then and there, overwhelmed by the cuteness. After that she had been silent, as if ashamed of making him faint, and it took several days of careful encouragement to convince her to speak again.

Within a week she had begun speaking in basic sentences. Within a few days of that she had a vocabulary larger than his own and was speaking in more complex sentences. Harry was infinitely proud of her, and he made sure that she was well compensated for her achievements. However he also knew that the day he started school would soon arrive. He was excited and a bit nervous, and as such at the day before he had to go take the train he had was more awake than asleep that night.

"Master wake up!" Harry sat up and yawned as the sunlight shone through the window and he blinked and rubbed his eyes. "Master you must get up now!" Came Gadget's small voice, she then began to squeak loudly. Harry rubbed his eyes and shook his head, removing the sleep from his being.

"What time is it?" He asked blearily.

"Almost 10!" Harry immediately threw his covers off and went to get his clothes on. Within a minute he was out the room his luggage in tow. The Dursleys were just finishing eating their food.

"I-I need to go to King's Cross station." He said.

"And what the bloody hell for?" Vernon asked snidely.

"I need to get to platform 9 and ¾ to get the train to go to school." Harry explained

"What, you're not being taken by some magic carpet or something?" His uncle sneered, Harry stared at him silently, knowing that answering truthfully - that flying carpets were currently illegal - would only set the man off further. "Alright, alright we'll take you but when we do you find your bloody platform on your own, do you understand?" Vernon barked.

"Yes." Harry said simply.

"Get your stuff in the car then." Vernon ordered.

Harry was already halfway out the door doing just that.

-1 hour later-

After telling Gadget to stay silent Harry his extended family was in the car and off, driving down to Kings Cross Station. During the journey Vernon made it clear to openly voice his opinion on 9 and ¾ platform. "9 and ¾, rubbish, I've been to Kings Cross dozens of times and I've never seen this 9 and ¾ your blokes must've built it just recently. What an embarrassment we have to deal with your kind strolling around in a public area. I'll be glad when I'm..." and so he went for a full hour while Harry tuned him out, reading a book silently, casually ignoring Dudley's attempts to kick or jab him with years of experience. When they finally got to King's Cross Vernon ordered Dudley to get all of Harry's luggage out. When that was done and Dudley slammed the door Vernon wasted no time in hitting the gas. With a screech of tires the Dursley's left.

Harry watched them go then he raised the white curtain of his cage, "Rather rude of them, don't you think?" He asked Gadget.

"Well at least they got you here, Master." Gadget pointed out.

"True, but I have a feeling their motivation was less 'drop me off to start school', and more 'abandon me and hope I starve on the streets and die'." Harry countered.

Gadget stared up at her master, he was so sad. She had thought that only she had known the misery of not being wanted but her master, Harry, also was an unwanted in the house of the Dursley's. "I'll always want you Master."

Harry smiled warmly at her heartfelt announcement.

"Thanks Gadget." He said quietly before he lowered the cloth and grabbed a nearby cart. Once his belongings were loaded he walked into King's Cross Station.

Making a beeline for Station 9 and 10 to find his destination, he quickly found he would be disappointed as there was no 9 and ¾. He looked around, but no matter where he turned or looked, up, down, left, right, he couldn't find it. 'Ok let's think about this logically,' He mentally told himself. 'If this platform was here it'd be smack dab in the middle of these two... right where the pillar is.' He thought about it then he paused, 'The pillar?' he turned toward it and looked at it quietly. The pillar itself was unremarkable no markings, white, tall and wide.

"Are you looking for Platform 9 and 3/4?" A voice said.

Harry spun around, nearly jumping as he noticed someone so close. Standing there was a woman of Asian descent. Next to her was a girl Harry's age, also of Asian descent. "I am Bei Chang, and this is my daughter Cho Chang. Going to Hogwarts Mr....?" Her voice trailed.

"Harry, Harry Potter." He said, causing their eyes to widened.

"H-Harry Potter, as in the Harry Potter?" Bei asked.

"Yes." Harry said, already at least used to the reaction he got out of people when he introduced himself because of his fame.

"Oh my, very nice meet you, or even better for my daughter to meet you, it is quite an honor you have no idea how much so." The mother rambled lightly.

Harry smiled at that. "I'll take your word for it but if we don't hurry we'll miss the train."

Bei blinked then she gave a start, hand over mouth. "Oh my goodness you are right!" She turned to the pillar. "All you need to do is just run through the gate."

Harry blinked, "What gate?"

Instead of answering Bei put a hand on Cho's shoulder. The girl, who must have been a year or two older than Harry, looked at her nodded before running straight for the pillar. Harry held up his hand as she sped past people and he blinked. She was gone, there wasn't a broken cart or Cho on the floor, she was just gone! Harry blinked then he began to put it together and when he finished he slapped his palm to his face. "Of course the gate is hidden and invisible to fool the non-magic people!" He said.

"You catch on quick." Bei noted, "Now go on through."

Harry nodded and put both hands on his cart. "Brace yourself just in case Gadget." He got a squeak in reply.

He waited for some people to pass before he ran forward straight at the barrier. He couldn't stop his heart from lurching as he was inches then centimeters then... he skidded to a halt as he nearly ran into a woman with red hair. She was speaking to three boys, two of which looked identical and the third one his age with flaming red hair. Next to them was a girl younger than him, also with red hair. He apologized and looked around for Cho. He quickly found her just as Bei walked up behind him.

After some talking and looking Harry and Cho managed to get their belongings on the train. "Well you two, have a good time in school and Cho? Please be respectful." Cho gave a hollow smile.

The trains whistle sounded and the two were inside it. When all the students were aboard the train began to pull out, it's metal wheels grinding and it's engine chugging. Harry watched the many parents fly by as the train left. He then looked at Cho and smiled, "Well this is it huh? A school for-" But Cho abruptly turned to him scowling.

"Let's get a few things straight, we're not friends, nor do I really want to be a friend. You may be popular cause you survived You-know-who's curse but you're just any other kid on the block to me." She said, "The farther away I am from you the better." She declared before she swung around and walked down the hall to find a carriage.

Harry blinked, then he held up his cage and pulled off the cloth.

"Well that was rude." He said.

"Not for any real good reasons either." Gadget agreed, before adding. "That we know of anyway."

"Well let's find a carriage." He said with a shrug, feet already moving to take him down the hall.

He was surprised to find that the journey was a lot shorter than he expected as he found an empty carriage less than a minute later. He opened the door and was inside, closing it behind him. He sat down and looked out the window in silent wonderment. Gadget could tell something was bothering him. She opened the cage door and hopped onto his leg. Quickly climbing onto his shoulder she nuzzled her head against his neck and he reached up and scratched the back of her neck.

"What's wrong Master?" She asked.

Harry sighed. "I'm nervous, what if I don't do well, or I don't fit in with everybody else? I don't want what happens at the Dursleys to be a repeat here."

Gadget nuzzled him again. "That won't happen." She said firmly. "...And if you're nervous how about you and me go to the bathroom and I can... help you relax?" She offered, licking her lips. She had missed breakfast and she was feeling peckish.

Harry thought about that for all of three seconds before he stood and opened the door.

The train rattled as it sped down the tracks, the cars swaying ever so slightly, and yet for the majority the transport was a stable ride. Harry stood in the cart's toilet, which was large enough for at least 5 people despite being at the butt end of the train. He stood, pants lowered, hands on the toilet's basin while Gadget stood on the lowered lid and busied herself with his length, her hands scratching the underside of his head. This particular technique would allow her to get her treat very quickly, and also give her Master a pleasurable sensation as well.

Harry for his part enjoyed it when Gadget did this, it made him tingly and while he had been exploring himself more it seemed that Gadget would find a new part of him he had yet to find. Truthfully he knew everything about his body's functions, it was just that Gadget was showing him a new way to utilize it. She kept rubbing the underside and then she heard Harry grunt the signal that he was going to ejaculate and she opened her mouth wide and pulled the head so the urethra was aimed right at her mouth. The first spray splattered on her mouth and the second onto her face. She quickly swallowed the first load and eagerly ate up the next 3 that came up. It was messy but she didn't mind as his cum was nice and thick.

She carefully peeled off the cum and ate it one after the other, rubbing her belly as she did so. "Thank you Master!" She said, finishing her meal and jumping up onto Harry's leggings and up his robes into his pocket. Harry zipped up his pants stood there getting his wind. He felt great, the tension in his body relieved. "No, thank you Gadget, I feel a lot better." He said happily as he turned around and unlocked the door. He made to open it, but took a quick half step back when he almost walked right into a boy his age but with red hair. He recognized him as one of the kids with the loud woman with red hair.

"Hey," The kid said, and Harry gave a silent nod and pushed past. The kid looked at him, but didn't say anything before he turned to the toilet and got in.

Harry walked down the train to his cabin, looking out the window at the passing scenery as he walked when he suddenly was pushed down. He grunted as he fell and looked up angrily.

Standing there was a boy with platinum blond hair with two other boys that looked more like gorillas next to him. The boy's face curled into a sneer, "And what's this? Some tosser looking to get tossed?"

Harry stood up and brushed himself. "Look I don't want trouble could you move so I can get to my cabin?" He asked.

The boy cocked his head to the side. "And why should I?" He sneered again.

"Because I asked nicely." Harry said growing annoyed.

"Oh look at that, he 'asked nicely' did he?" The boy said, and the gorilla's gave stupid chuckles.

"Look, my cabin is just right there," Harry said pointing just behind the trio.

"Fine, fine." The boy said as he backed away.

Harry gave a quick word of thanks and he sat in his cabin, only to clench his teeth as the boy looked in. "Wow, you really are the bookworm aren't you?" The boy commented with his usual sneer.

Harry felt a twinge of annoyance when a thought came to him. "Yes, I've read a lot. Here, what are your names?" He said, shuffling through the books he had. He then pulled one out called, 'Name Horoscoping', prompting a raised eyebrow from the boy as genuine interest sparked in him.

"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, this is Crabbe," He pointed to the one on his right, "and Goyle." He finished.

"Crab? Like a sea crab?" Harry asked.

"No, with a second 'b' and a 'e' at the end." Malfoy sneered.

Harry merely hummed dismissively and opened the book, flipping paged quickly until he 'found something'.

"Ah here we go, Crabbe. Oooh, bad luck I'm afraid. Says here that when you reach adulthood you'll be afflicted with a disease that'll make having children all but impossible. Also says that 'this person is bound to be a slave for the rest of time.'. Hmmm, I'd say that's accurate." Harry read.

Draco gave a snort while Crabbe's face puffed up in anger.

"Next is Goyle? Spell that." Harry looked up from his book momentarily.

Draco did, snickering as he did so.

"Let me see here, Goyle... oh here you are, let's see.... You'll never be married, and you'll be a bastard father to 6 kids, all whom will not even know who you are. Also, you'll develop a skin rash at the age of 16 that'll grow from your feet and the reach all the way up your butt. If you don't get treatment for it the moment it appears you'll get hideous pus filled boils that are sensitive and if they pop spread to other parts of your body. Ughhhh." Harry shuddered.

Malfoy was guffawing while Goyle turned white.

"Let's see, now is Draco, Draco..." Harry muttered his hand running through the pages. "Ah ha, Draco... for Draconis... Ooooh this isn't good." Harry said shaking his head.

"W-What, what isn't?" Draco spluttered, taken aback.

"I'm afraid your name, while it does mean Draconis like a dragon, this particular name is riddled with bad luck!" Harry said sounding saddened, "A trail of misery, trials, and death is all that awaits you I'm afraid. You'll be used like pawn and then you'll be," Harry drew a finger over his neck. "Kckc, killed."

The boy's face turned red. "W-What? You're bluffing let me see that book!"

Harry handed it to him, but when Draco looked at it he saw strange symbols that made no sense to him. "W-What's this chickenscratch!?" He demanded.

"Sorry, but the text has yet to be fully translated. I only know because I read the translation book, which I have since given back to the wonderful woman who let me borrow it because I memorized the whole thing." He responded, spinning a tale.

Malfoy glared at him and threw the book at Harry.

"W-Whatever we're outta here." Malfoy snarled, turning on his heel to leave, his equally rattled lackeys following closely behind him.

"..." Harry was silent as we waited for them to leave. Once he distantly heard the door to the car he was on open and shut he finally couldn't hold his laughter in any longer and let it loose, joined quickly by Gadget, who had somehow managed to hold it in even longer - not having the luxury of needing to keep the charade going like Harry had - and remained quiet.

"That was brilliant Master!" She finally said between giggles. She was really happy to see him standing up for himself. She was really getting the impressive her Master had lived an empty existence before she had come into his life, just living day by day and, for the most part, going through the motions because he needed to. That fact that she was at least a factor in the change into the boy he was growing to be was beyond words.

Harry petted her head with a finger, "Thanks Gadget." He said warmly before he turned his head to look almost wistfully out the window. "I just hope I can find a place here in this school."

Gadget frowned for a moment before her mood bounced back and she smiled. "Of course you will Master! Just be yourself!" She encouraged.

Harry smiled again, though more weakly. What if nobody liked him?

-Several Hours later-

Harry gulped as Mcgonagall called his name. He could feel hundreds of eyes staring at him. He walked forward, Gadget in his pocket rubbing her body against his chest to comfort him.

He patted her gently before sitting down on the awkward little stool. Once seated, Professor McGonagall placed the Sorting Hat on his head. "What have we here, mmm your mind is broad and open, yet there's a spark of bravery here, that much is clear. Yet enough ambition lingers to qualify for Slytherin."

'No not there.' Harry thought quickly. He'd seen the earlier kids Sorted and Slytherin was now the home of that Malfoy boy, along with Goyle - Crabbe had been put into Hufflepuff, apparently taking his little trick seriously enough for it to, presumably, effect his placement, if the oddly pleased smile on his face was anything to go by, in addition of Malfoy and Goyle's flabbergasted looks.

"Are you sure? Slytherin is quite good for people like you..."

'No, anything but Slytherin. My life would be miserable.'

_"Hmmm, that is true. A logical choice, and as such the only choice I could possibly choose after hearing that is-"_The hat's mouth opened, "RAVENCLAW!" There was silence before the Ravencalw table erupted into cheers. Harry sighed as McGonagall pulled the hat off. He quickly made his way over to the Ravenclaw table, passing a pair of Indian girls arguing in some language rapidly, and sat next to a girl with long brown curling hair. He could actually feel it on his shoulder, despite not sitting close enough to invade her personal space.

She smiled and held out a hand. "Names Hermione." She greeted.

Harry looked at the hand for a moment in surprise before he hesitantly took it. "Harry, Harry Potter." He said.

And thus a new path was carved into time.