Harry And Harry

=== Chapter One, Wizards and intros into mind. ===
 
Harry Wilson Is a mud blood child, with fair brown hair and Olivey skin, He is the desendants of a Wizard Named Godric, An Ancient Anglo Saxon Wizard Earl, However on that faithful Day, Harry was sitting in his bedroom playing on his foreign like "Console" A Portable Cauldron, However, His mother called out on the top of her lounge, her gravely voice echoed to Harry "Harrison, You have a letter.. From a school?” 
Well Harry was a very jumpy child, so Harry had gotten dressed and raced down his Small Scottish Home, On a hill near the nearest city, Edinburgh. It was nice and fit Harry and his brother and sister. He ran through the kitchen, Passing his mother’s work office and grabbing the letter, as fast as it could. 
Opening it to find, 
: Dear Mr McWilson, We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on 1 September. We await your owl by no later than 31 July.
: Harry pondered, What was this? Magic was witch’s riding on broom, with cats of the white colour. Cackling Through the night. "Eh, I’ll Save it for tomorrow then I’ll take it with a grain of salt." His little mini Scottish accent, Inspired by that of his father, However it was quite strong, And Gravely Like his mothers.
:The envelope was thick and heavy, made of yellowish parchment, and the address was written in emerald-green ink. There was no stamp, But it was the finest paper, free of creasing.
:September 1, Platform 9/3
:Harry had studied All He Could about The wizarding world, It was strange but Something was pulling him in by a thread, The excitement of a new world, All of that was very weird.
:He now raced through the wall, with all of his stuff hanging on he now clenched as hard as he could, He penetrated the wall and YES! "I MADE IT!" He screamed, He thought he would just hit his head and have a wee bruise. But no.
:He Moved over to the bustling train cars, As it steamed and smoke was let out, He now picked up his stuff, boarding the train car.
:He made his way up to the train cart, Waving his mum goodbye. He Pushed along his cart seeing two boys about his age, One red headed and the other with black hair and glasses, He now said "Oi, Can I sit here?"
:They Responded, "Yeah."
:So Harrison Sat down, He said to the kid about his age with black hair, "So.. What’s you’re name?
:He said, "Harry, Harry Potter." Harrison Froze, He thought to himself "I’ll call my self Albert, Like my grandfather?" He now responded " Albert Wilson, Al.."
:The Sweets Lady came past, "Any Sweets Dears?" I heard Ron say something but I couldn’t pick it up, But Harry pulled out a large amount of money "WOAH?" Harry, Under the Alias Of Albert said, "All of those sweets?"