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The only girl on the platform was wearing her Hufflepuff robes and looking at her feet nervously.

“Are you okay?” I asked her a tad bit confused.

                Her nervous expression faded and her hair suddenly turned purple. My eyes widened in shock, and she blushed saying, “I’m a metamorphous” she told me with a short nod.

                “Cool,” I said a bit confused. Wizards and witches can be metamorphous? Why hadn’t anyone told me that!?!

                She gave me a big smile. “I’m Ellie Mabs,” she said giving me her hand. I shook it saying politely, “Natalia.” She nodded and suddenly her pretty, soft, grey eyes widened. “Oh my gosh you’re my cousin!” she exclaimed and my eyes widened, curious for more of what Ellie was talking about.

                “Huh? I mean, like- wha? Um- wait- what?” I asked her completely and utterly confused.

“Well, Dumbledore gave me a letter saying that my cousin had arrived, was sorted into Slytherin, and had long brown hair that reaches almost her stomach, and pretty brown eyes!” she said giving me a wide smile.

                I laughed my head falling backwards, when suddenly I was bowing and saying, “Well thank you! Thank you! Thank you very much!” She gave me a big hug, and I hugged her back realizing I might have just found my true family members! Well, my mom and dad were my true family members but they never let me meet any of my other family members for some strange reason which now I’m guessing is because those family members are probably witches and wizards too.

                “Wait!” Ellie exclaimed making me more excited. I nodded urgently waiting for her response when Dumbledore ended up striding by.

                “Dumbledore! Professor Dumbledore!” Ellie exclaimed grinning from ear to ear. Professor Dumbledore turned around his long white beard swaying slightly. “Yes?” he asked a small smile on his face.

                Ellie used her hands to motion towards me, who was right next to her. “Natalia’s my cousin isn’t she?”

                Dumbledore nodded slowly and proud. I grinned and me and Ellie looked straight at each other looking into each others happy eyes. “Cousin!?!?” We both squeaked uncertainly giving each other another big hug. We were uncertain if we were cousins. Dumbledore gave us a quick shake of his head, a small smile, and strode down the hallway motioning for us to follow, and we did so.


                5 minutes later, Ellie and I were led into Professor Dumbledore’s outstanding office. Rows of books covered the walls, talking paintings, and placed in the middle of the room, was a wooden table with a large wooden seat facing us, and three chairs facing the other direction. Dumbledore motioned for us to sit in the wooden chairs and he sat at the large wooden one, facing us.

                Suddenly, the door of his office opened again, and I knew that by hearing a slam behind me. I didn’t turn around though knowing the person would find me. Me, Ellie, and Dumbledore heard quick feet making their way into the room and Dumbledore motioned for the person to sit in the chair on my right because Ellie was on my left. When the person sat down I snapped my head to the right to see who it was.

                It was Draco’s step-sister! My mouth dropped open and she looked at me confused, asking “What?” I shut my mouth quickly my cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

                “Sorry,” I whispered and she nodded.

“Girls, as it seems Natalia knows that Charm there is Draco’s step-sister,” Professor Dumbledore announced, and it was only new, news to Ellie whose mouth dropped open like mine had been. She started stuttering, “You- he- wha- wait- um- eh- ugh-.”

                “So your names Charm?” I said stopping Ellie from saying more completely random noises, and letting her think of the words she should say next.

                The girl nodded, her pretty blonde curls bouncing, and her now not confused looking blue eyes, shining.

                I held out my hand, saying “Natalia.” She smiled, “Well you already know my name! Who’s your friend?” she asked motioning to Ellie. Ellie was beaming now. “Oh my gosh! Your Draco’s step-sister! This is very- new. I’m-” her smile faded and Charm looked at her confused. “Yes?” she asked.

                “I’m a Halfblood,” Ellie muttered. Charm’s eyes widened, “Oh that’s so cool!”

Ellie raised an eyebrow, but ended up in a few seconds grinning ear to ear. “You’re like the absolute opposite of your brother! I- I’m so sorry that was rude,” Ellie finished with a gasp.

                Charm gave her a small nod and a smile, “Its fine, he doesn’t really like me anyways.” I kept my face straight but inside I was feeling a bit bad that she though he didn’t really like her. ‘He does like you, he’s just a bit confused,’ I wanted to say so bad, but I kept my mouth shut. Dumbledore caught our attention and we all raised our eyebrows to hear what he was to say next.

                “So, Charm, you will be moving to Hogwarts.”

Charm gasped but she truthfully, didn’t seem too sad. The next thing I knew she was actually grinning ear to ear! This wasn’t only a shock to be because Dumbledore looked a bit confused himself and Ellie just looked as she was about to burst out laughing!

                I nodded, saying “So I see your happy!” Charm turned a deep red, that looked redder than Fred’s flaming hair, as she nodded urgently yes. “I wanted to go to school here at first but Draco didn’t approve, and because of the big change of me coming, our parents said fine, and had me go to Beauxbatons but to tell the truth its way to- girly for me, and all dancey! I mean what does dancing with butterflies flying randomly around us have to do with magic? I mean what’s the connection! I don’t get it!” she exclaimed a confused look on her face. I laughed. The lady had a point!

                “So, I guess we’re all done here,” Dumbledore told us with a smile and we got out of the wooden chairs and ran out of his large office.

                “This is so cool! Wait! But I need to get sorted, and ooooh! The goblet! Today is the last day for people to put their names in the Goblet of Fire!”

                I nodded, suddenly remembering from earlier. I wasn’t old enough though. The Weasley twins were, but I doubted they’d get chosen by their- Natalia don’t think okay- yes, a bit childish behavior. I smiled, they were goofy. Abbye was cool too, but I’m not close enough with her yet- along with George to tell the truth, really.

                “Well, let’s get you sorted because none of us can enter in the Goblet of Fire!” I squeaked excitedly as we walked down the long corridors, twisting and turning, are our three arms entwined. Charm seemed like she’d be good in any house but it seemed she wanted to get in Slytherin really bad, so I had a small feeling she’d be placed in Slytherin too. I’d just have to wait and see, as we bumped into McGonagall, ready to ask if Charm could get sorted right now.

                “Oh I’m so sorry!” I squeaked as Professor McGonagall had taken it as quite a surprise when we’d bumped into her. She nodded, looking a bit tired, muttering “It’s fine girls, really fine- don’t worry about it.”

                “Excuse me?” Charm asked politely and McGonagall nodded as if asking ‘Yes?’

“I- I just moved into Hogwarts from Beauxbatons and I was wondering if I could get sorted now?” Charm asked the Professor. McGonagall’s eyes widened and nodded eagerly and motioned for us to follow her, walking quickly down the corridors. This will be interesting.


I woke to shouting in the comfy room in the girls’ dormitory.

“Nathalia! Oh my gosh! Nathalia! Wake up!” Katherine yelled in my ear as my eyes fluttered open. My eyes shut almost immediately as a burst of light shined into the room. Pansy had just opened the curtains. She seemed to have just woken up too because she was blinking mildly at the bright beam that shone into our room.

Katherine shook me and I snapped my eyes back open grumbling, “What?”

“Ya know those demon thingys we saw on the train?” I bolted up at word of them.

“Yeah. Yeah I remember,” I said curiosity growing inside me.

“Well, I was thinking and last year things that were black, ghostly, and looked very similar to those were called dementors. When we’d first seen them, I was arguing with myself in my head because it couldn’t of been them-” she stopped as I interrupted her.

“Why not?”

“Well, dementors are controlled by-” Pansy cut her off. “The Ministry of Magic.”

I gasped. “They wouldn’t!” Katherine nodded looking down at her hands whispering, “that’s what I thought but- I mean you never really know. At dark times like this-”

I cut her off again. “Sorry Katherine for interrupting but, how are these dark times. Besides for those fake dementor thingys we all were having a great time!”

“You know the story of Harry Potter don’t you?” Pansy asked me. I shook my head no, feeling absolutely stupid.

“Oh, well that’s okay. He was a baby when we were in serious trouble. Very dark times yes, but a man- a gruesome man,” she said putting a disgusted look on her face, “was trying to gather followers. Bringing down the Ministry, trying to rule the wizard world. But we, intelligent wizards fought back. Or- atleast our parents did. But one night, the man, Voldemort-” she stopped at the sound of the man’s name her crystal green eyes widening in fear. “He- he- went to the boy, Harry’s house seeking to kill him and his parents if they didn’t join them, which he already knew they wouldn’t, loyal members of the order, a group that was specifically to stand up to dark wizards. He killed his parents sooner or later and then tried to kill Harry. Lily, Harry’s mom had loved him so much, her love saved him and Voldemorts spell, shot at him only caused a small, lightning shaped scar on his forehead. But the boy is a little jerk who’s extremely full of himself.”

My eyes widened. The boy seemed to “fun.” “Go on,” I said nodding at Katherine and Pansy.

“Well, that’s why times were dark. Last year though, a man who supposedly murdered a few people got loose, out of Azkaban, wizard prison. The Ministry suspected he’d be here, which he was. That’s why they sent the dementors last year. To capture the Azkaban prisoner, Sirius Black. But-” Katherine paused, tilting her head to the side and got off of my bed. She walked over to her old, battered, leather trunk and popped in open. She rummaged through it for a bit throwing clothes to the side of her, and other little things. Finally she pulled something out of the trunk.

It was pink and in silver, cursive along the front it said, ‘Diary Of Katherine’ I smiled and Pansy did too. Pansy pounced forward trying to grab the diary, and Katherine held it high in the air, out of her reach. I jumped out of bed pulling Pansy back.

“Pansy!” I screeched. Pansy frowned muttering “sorry.” I frowned wondering why she’d done that. Weird.

Katherine glared at Pansy, untying the light pink string that kept her book shut.  She opened it and looked up at me. “Yeah?”

She handed me the book pointing at one page that across the top said  ‘Dark Times’  and then she flipped through a few pages to another page headed, ‘End Of The Year!’  She nodded up at me as if telling me to go ahead and read it. I took the book and walked silently over to my bed plopping down on it starting to read.

 I finished in fifteen minutes, no one talking between that time. Katherine’s last line that I’d read was, ‘Bye bye Hogwarts, hope to see you and my friends too and I hope that Voldemort will never take us down- good luck Sirius Black.’  I had smiled at that last line. She seemed to see some good in the man- who was apparently a killer- but I wasn’t so sure to believe that story.

I jumped out of bed again, to see Pansy and Katherine whispering. When they looked up at me they stopped, frowning. I handed Katherine her diary and ran out. I was still wearing what I’d worn to bed yesterday- my clothes. Skinny jeans, a dark purple sweater with a white tank top under it, and zero socks!

Katherine and Pansy got up startled running after me. They slammed the door shut behind them following me down the long hall, out of the territory of the girls’ dormitory.

“Nathalia!” I heard Pansy and Katherine scream multiple times as they chased after me, down the stairs, to the common room. I looked hesitantly around the common room knowing the two girls would soon be close behind me. I saw Draco, Neal and Xavier talking and Neal looked to the girls’ dormitory stairs because of the thumping of Katherine and Pansy, to see me- tears streaming down my face. I ran out of the common room, through the portrait hole and I jumped onto a just leaving staircase.

“Quick move,” I muttered angrily to myself. I had a feeling Katherine and Pansy had been whispering about me. The new girl, dork and dumbo. Huh. I bet that’s what they thought. I sat down of the moving staircase, tears streaming down my face.

“Nathalia!” I heard the group of Xavier, Neal, Draco, Pansy and Katherine shout at the platform right outside of the Slytherin common room. I rolled my eyes. They act like they care. None of this makes sense. Why would they do this to me? I was alone on the stair case until I heard a different voice.

“Nathalia!” I snapped my head to the left where the staircase clicked onto the platform outside of the Gryffindor common room. It was Fred. I gave him a small wave and my tears settled down. I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. He ran onto the staircase and sat down next to me in a huff right as the staircase lifted off the platform. George and Abbye were racing after him too, but they were too late. Just like my Slytherin “friends.”

I sniffled and looked up at him. He was tall. Taller than me, and I’m pretty tall for my age!

He gave me a small smile. “What’s wrong?” he whispered and I shrugged. “Not so sure myself” I sniffled.

He nodded acting like he understood but I doubt he did. He looked a bit aggravated too.

“What’s wrong?” I asked him with a small smile. He sighed and shrugged repeating what I’d said.

“Not so sure myself. Not so sure.”

I nodded actually understanding and my head rolled back as I looked up at the long ceiling hundreds of feet above us. He looked up at the ceiling too as he dropped his arm around my kneck. I looked at him my eyes widening in surprise. Awkward much? His eyes widened at the thought of what he’d just done and I laughed.

“What?” he asked his voice turning squeaky. I gave him a smile.

“Life is so-” I paused and thought for a second. “Confusing,” we said simultaneously. We looked at each other with shock and then looked down at our feet. Suddenly I felt his arm fall next to him as we- reached the Slytherin common room platform again.

“I guess you’ll be going?” he asked me.

“Not a chance. I’d left from here in tears. Why would I go back?”

He nodded giving me a small smile. My friends were staring at me and Fred together looking slightly confused. The didn’t jump onto the staircase, fortunately for Fred and I. The staircase clicked off of the platform and we started talking again.

“When life gives you a ton of wild boars, shouldn’t you pounce on it and ask what really happened?’ I asked Fred, and he smiled.

“First, yes. I guess. Why not? And second- I don’t think that’s how the phrase goes,”

I shrugged, “That’s how it should go.”

He gave me a small smile. Then we reached the platform in front of the Gryffindor common room again.

We stood up and I gave him a huge hug. He deserved it. He was a great friend.

“Go pounce on the boar,” I told him nodding and he tilted his head sideways, “You could tell I was upset?”

I nodded. “Now go! Shoo!” I said waving my hand away, he turned around grinning. “Oh- Fred?” I said. He turned around a questioning expression covering his face but he was still grinning.

                “Pounce on the boar. Pounce on the boar” I told him nodding and he smiled confronting George and Abbye. He whispered something to them and they replied looking nervous. He turned around to me his eyes wide as he mouthed, “I pounced on the boar. Now I’m shocked.”

                I laughed as the staircase took off again leading me to the front of the Hufflepuff common room. The stair case stopped and I hopped off. People were hustling onto staircases unlike when Fred and I were on one. Soon enough I was the only person in front of the Hufflepuff common room portrait hole than one other girl.

By the time the girls from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic reached the head of the room and posed almost every boy in the room was drooling. Except Draco who continued to stare at the pretty blonde girl with sea blue eyes.

“You so know her!” I exclaimed.


“I’d have to be an idiot not to think you knew her.”

“Why do you think I know her?” he squeaked and I laughed. Is he serious?

“Your staring at her and you almost cursed under your breath!”


“Yeah” I stated. He looked at me hard.

“You really want to know?”

I nodded. I wanted to help in any way to keep him from cursing and being angry.

“That’s-” he started and Neal cut in. I’m sorry Neal- but stupid Neal.

“Dude? That girl looks so much like a girl version of you!”

I laughed. Way to go Neal!

“Hey!” Draco squeaked.

I started to feel terrible. We were whispering while the man with the long beard talked. I had a feeling he was the headmaster.

I shushed them quickly and whispered to Draco for him to tell me later but in the back of my mind as I half listened to what the man was saying I was thinking still- Who was she?

“My step-sister” Draco grumbled into my ear wuickly so no one  could here. I gasped and all eyes turned to us.

“Problem?” the man with the beard asked. I shook my head urgently no and started to smile as the man got back to his speech.

Draco had a sister! So that’s where I remembered the slightly pointed features from! How could I be so stupid? Draco was sitting right next to me! Then I decided I should listen the supposedly headmaster’s speech. But of course after the last words he said of, “And the second school is… Durmstrang Institute! Here they are!”

All of our heads turned to the big wooden oak doors and I smiled as… some really cute boys walked into the room. I felt guilty- I never thought so clear and well I never really thought about guys, besides if they were my friends!

I continued to go back to looking at the cute guys doing flips and blowing fire to the step sister of Draco. Wait! Blowing fire? My attention stayed on the boys from Durmstrang Institute. I was happy I wasn’t the only guy almost drooling at the boys.

The guys from Hogwarts gave them thumbs up, and all sorts of awkward cheers and the Durmstarng boys- totally ignored it. Ha ha boys! I smiled and then got out of my day dream as the boys reached the front of the hall and the end of their blowing fire and flips. I wonder what it would be like to do flips and blow fire? It seems kind of fun…. Wait! Lets here what long beard has to say! So, I stopped thinking my random, happy thoughts and tuned in to what the man was saying.

“So,” he started and two extra wooden, long tables like the Slytherin one I was sitting at appeared except in their school colors, of blue for the girls from Beauxbatons and red for the Durmstrang boys.

The two schools went to their assigned by color table and tuned in to what the man with the long beard was about to say next.

“Our three schools, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Beauxbatons Academy of Magic, and Durmstrang Institute will be- doing some not so friendly competition that we need to be friendly and supporting about. The competitions is whats not friendly. But we all need to be friendly. Understand? Okay. The way to enter into this competition would be to put your name in-” the man stopped, muttered something, and a large, stone, glowing goblet appeared. “In this- Goblet of Fire. All you need to do is write your name on a small sheet of paper and place it in the cup- but!”

Everyone started listening but I kept myself from doing so. Xavier and Pansy whispered to each other, Draco looked down at his lap, and Neal looked hopelessly around the room for who knows what!

The man with the long, silvery white beard coughed loud to get everyone’s attention and happily for him, it worked. The whispers quieted down.

“But, you have to be at least be at the age of-” He got cut off again.  Excited and anxious whispers filled the room. If people were so anxious why don’t they just shut up?

Happily the people in the room read my mind and quieted down quickly. Okay! Old man just finish up before they start whispering again! “Please,” I heard myself whisper.

“Huh?” Draco asked.



I laughed. “Very.” He nodded and went back to listening, and his own thoughts. “15 and ¾. Why so specific I know you will ask? Well, someone could die or get seriously injured in these challenges so we want the age of the person to be old enough and mature. Weasley boys don’t get your hopes up.”

The whole room seemed to laugh and giggle and the Durmstrang boys and Beauxbatons girls shrugged not knowing a thing about the two. Personally, I didn’t know much either, but I’d met em’ both! I hope that was enough to laugh about the two with the school! It made me smile to see Fred and George laughing right along with the rest of the school.

The room settled down and tuned in again. I stared at Fred, his eyes glistening in the light of the floating candles. Floating candles! Whoa! This place is legit!

I turned my attention back to the man with the shimmering half moon glasses.

“One person from each school will representing their school in the competition. In a few days time the goblet will chose the three lucky and mildly brave participants and well- you students will see after a bit!” he finally eneded giving the room a little smile and a wink and snapping his fingers for mounds of food to show up on the tables in front of us.

                I beamed this was awesome! The man turned towards the teachers long table and I smiled as a pile of little kids walked into the room. “Huh?” I asked myself and Draco replied with, “First year sorting. What you just did but not in front of the school.” I nodded by frowned. Why did the old man have to pop up mounds of yummy foods, like fish and chips, hamburgers, pizza, fruit cake, fruit, and loads more and have us wait? Why? Why? Why?

                I watched carefully eyeing the food every once and awhile as the teacher who had sorted me named Professor McGonagall walked to the front of the large, wooden platform the teachers sat at.

                She had her hair in an extremely neat, tight bun and you could tell she was a kind lady by her smile.

                “Let me review how the sorting works here at Hogwarts” she told us snapping her fingers to have an old wooden, and mildly used stool appear. It was the one I’d been sorted on.

                “I’ll call the first year students by name and they will approach this stool,” she motioned quickly to the stool, “and I will place-” she stopped and a look of shock spread across her face. It was the Sorting Hat.

                “Over here!” I heard a mischievous old voice call. He was in the hands of the large man who had helped me get here to Hogwarts! I recall the man’s name being Hagrid.

                He was tall and large with a big bustle of hair covering his rather large chin. He was a nice man and you could tell. He was smiling nervously as he called, “Sorry! Here- here ya go,” he rushed over to McGonagall handing her the curious, battered hat. McGonagall nodded, muttered “Thank you Hagrid” and went back to her speech of how sorting worked.

                Neal all of a sudden caught by attention so I didn’t hear what McGonagall was saying. He looked a bit jumpy as he looked around the room. I wonder who or what is he looking for? Suddenly, Neal’s eyes seemed to land on one girl at the Gryffindor table. He calmed down breathing less hard, in and out. “Caitlyn,” he muttered and I smiled- love bird!

                The girl he called Caitlyn had beautiful, dark, dark brown hair that looked black, cascading down her back. She was wearing a cute light purple and light purple sweater and light blue skinny jeans, along with cute dark purple converse. I think she likes purple, I thought sarcastically putting a small smile on my face. She turned her head to the side and I saw she had many, and I mean many freckles. She had bright sparkling, blue eyes and a pretty smile. She seemed quite shy though by the way she acted. She made small movements and didn’t seem to say much.

                I snapped away from thinking about to what in my mind way probably Neal’s ‘true love.’ I never thought Neal would like a quiet girl. Hmmm, I thought with a shrug but I smiled. She seemed really nice.

                Whoa! I snapped my head to the front of the room. Me being off in my little dreamland the sorting finished!

                “Now, you may eat!” announced McGonagall and everyone, from all three schools dug in to the luxurious dinner.

                I grabbed a slice of cheese pizza and dug in. It was the best pizza ever!

“Did- did you try this?” I mumbled through a bite of pizza to my friends whilst pointing to the pizza with my one free hand that wasn’t holding the pizza. Pansy laughed. “I will now!” and she grabbed a slice of pizza.

                “Goshles this is good!” she mumbled through her first bite of the pizza. In five minutes my friends and I were sharing a whole cheese pizza.

                Suddenly the big, wooden, grand doors to the Great Hall opened and three boys walked in wearing Slytherin robes. One of them was kind of plump with small spikes of brown hair- or you could just call it a buzz-cut. He was a bit short for his age which seemed to be my age. The other was quite tall and had more hair on his head than the other. His hair was brown too and slightly curly. The third, was African American and he had deep dark brown eyes.  They all had smiles on their faces that we could all read. They said- We’re the cool ones around here. Whats up?

                Their eyes darted around the Slytherin table until their eyes landed next to me. Draco. They made their way over, everyone staring at them. They didn’t seem too nervous about getting in trouble or anything because literally they took like two minutes!

                When they reached us, the African American one said, “Malfoy! My man!” and held up his hand for a high five. Draco slapped his hand putting a small smile on his own face.

                “Where should we sit? It seems you occupied it with dorks.”

I didn’t seem to like the three in the first place by their snotty attitudes, but he- he’d just crossed the line.

                I looked at Draco to see the expression on his face. He looked- nervous. Like when I collapsed to the ground on the train from laughing. A bit frightened. I sat staring at him for a bit until the plump one said to me, “Hi! My names Crabbe. Yours?” My eyes widened in shock along with Draco’s, and the other two boys standing with him.

                “Nathalia” I told him with a smile holding out my hand. He shook it and said, “Well there’s nowhere to sit guys. Let’s look for somewhere else,” and he made his way down the table looking for a place to sit. The two boys followed him shaking their heads in confusion and muttering things to eachother.

                “He seems nice. But that was just- well- is it just me or does he normally not act that way?” I asked Draco.

                He shook his head no. “He does not act that way. Ever. Besides around Jessica Duarte.”

                “Jessica Duarte?”

                “Oh! Sorry. She’s-” he stopped, and looked around the room. His eyes landed on a girl, who looked a year younger than us with pretty brown locks, shimmering green eyes, and pale skin. He pointed at her.

“She seems nice,”I said and he nodded.

“She is, but Crabbe always messes up what he’s saying when he talks to her. She’s a muggleborn too.”

I laughed. “Poor Crabbe! And, Muggleborn?” Draco smiled.

“Eh, I guess. He has a lot of money at home…. and a mggleborn is one born to two non-wizards.”

 “I don’t know what I am… and you! It’s not that kind of poor!” We laughed.

Draco nodded, as in telling me he knew what I met.

I smiled. He was a nice guy to be around.

“About my sister,” he started and my eyes widened. I’d totally forgotten! “I’m scared.” I nodded. It’s understandable. I mean, even from what he’s told me. He can be scared of having a new sister, a step-sister.

“So your parents got in divorce? I’m so sorry!”

He shook his head no. “They adopted her.”

I shook my head. I don’t know what’s so bad about that but he doesn’t seem to happy about it. I hope I can cheer him up!

“Why do you hate that so much?”

“It’s like- well- like I wasn’t enough.”

I frowned and gave him a hug. Suddenly Pansy glanced at me. Oh my gosh! I forgot that too… she has a crush on Draco! Along with Katherine- I think. This whole ‘I have a crush on thing’ is really getting confusing!

I got out of our hug. “You were enough.”

“Then why’d they adopt another kid?”

I shrugged. “Maybe they wanted someone else to hang out with. I mean, you can surely ask your parents why they did it. I’m sure they’d be happy to tell you if you were feeling weird about it!”

He nodded. “Your right. I’ll send them an owl.”

“What good will that do?” I asked utterly confused now.

He laughed. “You have so much to learn!”

“Hey! Well- maybe. But, hey!”

We laughed again smiling wide. The room was staring at us. I heard whispers. “That girl made Malfoy laugh!”

“Who does she think she is?”

We stopped laughing as we heard more comments. The Professors even seemed to be whispering a bit. Um- Awkward?

Neal started laughing and motioned his hands toward us to start laughing again, then Xavier joined in, then Katherine, then Pansy. They were making it seem more normal than to just us laughing. “Thank you,” I said through laughs. Neal nodded as he laughed which made us laugh harder. Soon, we were getting the weirdest looks, but no one and I mean no one in the room was whispering.

Pansy said between laughs, “Can we stop now?”

Draco cracked up. His laugh was hysterical! So we started laughing even harder…. I love my friends.

After a few minutes everyone in the room started talking again, and we settled down. Kind of. We were still a bit loopy in the head.

“Who’s that?” I asked pointing at the man with the uber long silvery white beard. “Dumbledore! The headmaster of the school,” Pansy told me surprise packed into her voice. I nodded. That made sense why he was making all those long speeches!

He coughed again to get everyone’s attention and the whole rooms eyes turned to him. A few of the candles were flickering.

“Now, since I see everyone here is just talking and not eating, we should go up to our dormitories. Now Prefects, please stand up for the other students in your house to remember what you look like.”

Eight students stood up. Two from every Hogwarts table. “For Beauxbatons and Durmstrang, we will have Filch or Minerva escort you to your dormitories. They all got up and waited to be accompanied by one of the two.

Soon, they left quickly and then it was our turn. “One prefect go with the first years, the other take the rest of the students, tell them the password, and let them be free to go to sleep. Lights out at ten. It’s nine thirty now so you’ll better get a move on!” Dumbledore said motioning with our hands. I saw one of our prefects who was a red head in Slytherin, walk towards the first years, so I looked around the room for the other prefect.

It was a boy with caramel blonde hair and blue eyes. So cute! I mean, Nathalia! What are you saying! We all got up off of our wooden benches and followed the boy, who was goofing around up front with his friends.

I walked with Katherine, Draco, Pansy, Neal, and Xavier. We didn’t talk much because I was admiring Hogwarts the whole way to the common room. Where we’d probably he hanging out the most in our free time.

The walls were coated in moving paintings, smiling, and talking to whoever seemed to pass by. They were amazing! I saw all of the other groups go one way where I caught a glimpse of a moving staircase! How cool? We seemed to be walking down to the dungeons. And- we were! We reached a wooden door and the boy opened it. There was a painting of Dumbledore. “Password?” he asked us suspiciously.

“Quidditch” the boy replied giving Dumbledore a smile. The painting of Dumbledore smiled and opened up as if another door. This was so exciting! The whole of Slytherin bounded into the common room. I glanced back to see the Slytherin first years rounding the corner to come here. The painting shut behind us with a small Click!

The room was extravagant! It had gorgeous dark green leather couches, a wood burning fireplace, and loads more. Desks, chairs, couches, books, awards and much much more filled the extravagant room. I glanced at Draco as he muttered, “Home sweet home.”

“Well, you guys know  the drill! Girls on the left, boys on the right. I recommend just going to be considering we only have twenty minutes left but it’s your choice!” he exclaimed and joined his friends again.

I looked to Pansy and Katherine who lugged me to the girls dormitory. “Nighty night guys!” I exclaimed to the boys and I let them drag me through the girls dormitories. They stopped in front of a dormitory with the numbers 2323 engraved in the door and 4th years. Pansy pushed open the door. “You’re staying in here with us!” I smiled and nodded urgently. Katherine ran to her bed closest to the door.

“I see you love that bed Katherine!” I laughed and she blushed.

Pansy sat down on the bed one away from her and I took the one between the two. There were two empty, green and brown, four-poster beds. The green covers covering my bed had pictures of wolf pups, music notes, and much more that I admire. “Every cover is different. As soon as you sit on the bed, it’s yours for the year! Because then it’s memorized what you like.” I nodded. This was magnificent.

“Let’s just go to bed,” Katherine yawned and I nodded. Why not? I’ll explore tomorrow. Pansy nodded in agreement and yawned, “Night!” I smiled as Katherine and I replied with the same words. I got into bed and I drifted off after a few minutes into a good nights sleep.

I opened my eyes at the sound of the rough words “Slytherin” come out of the Sorting Hats mouth. I wide grin appeared on my face. In five minutes McGonagall had managed to explain how sorting works and get me sorted. She snatched the hat off my head and gave me a smile.

“Good luck!”

“On what?”

“ Well, friends and finding your way around of course!”

“Oh, I’m fine with the friends part!”

McGonagall smiled. “Good.” I nodded. “Well lets help you find your dear friends then!” I smiled and she led me out of the room carrying the hat.

“Well, well, well you’ve got and interesting past!”

It was of course, no other than the Sorting Hat talking to me. I nodded hesitantly. “So why were your parents so rude?” the Sorting Hat asked.  McGonagall slightly batted the hat as my eyes widened and then softened but then I realized the hat had a point. My parents were actually quiet rude. They never approved of Hogwarts and found it quiet horrid. If only I knew why.

“I don’t know.” I answered the hat and McGonagall slowed down to walked next to me instead of in front of me. “Hagrid told me you ran from your parents is that true?”

I winced but nodded sadly. “They were vile. They didn’t aapprove of Hogwarts and thought it was useless and I’d be better off with out it but even from the short time I’ve been here I’ve had a blast and made some great friends!”

The Professor nodded seemingly in a daze. “You okay?” I asked her. She nodded looking a bit tired. “Oh, here we are!” she exclaimed as we’d reached the end of the dark tunnel. Around us before had been mostly dirt walls. Now we stood before a wooden door with a slightly rusty golden handle engraved with an H which I guessed was for Hogwarts.

McGonagall opened the door and I noticed that door was at the head of the Great Hall. The door by where the teachers sit. Shoot! I remember Neal telling me about this door! McGonagall walked through and whispered to me to take my place sitting next to my friends at the Slytherin table. Then she defined it as the green one… well, I guess that did help! I weaved my way to the Slytherin table and I spotted my friends quickly. I sat down nervously between Draco and Pansy. I started to fiddle with my fingers everyone was staring at me.

“So you got into Slytherin?” Draco asked me a tint of hope in his voice. I nodded starting to smile. “Great!” Pansy said. I nodded and suddenly I caught Fred’s eye. He was frowning and staring down into his lap and muttering something to Abbye and or George. I frowned. I wonder why he’s in a bad mood. Must be that myth of how all Slytherin’s are “evil.”

“Xavier said-” Neal started and Pansy cut in smiling happily, “Sorry to Fred!” My posture straightened up and I gave a small smile to Xavier. “Nice job.” He nodded and showed me his arm. It was purple. “Gosh! I’m so sorry!” I whispered quickly. He nodded and glanced over to Fred. “It wasn’t him. It was his brother. Fred told him not to do it. He’s a good guy ya know? Anyway its okay. I deserved it.”

I smiled. “That’s extremely brave of you,” I said then gulped looking down into my lap. It was my fault. “It wasn’t your fault” Xavier told me and I looked up with a small smile. He read my mind.

A few minutes past of children whispering to eachother and Professors whispering between eachother. All of a sudden a tall man with barely any hair, and of all of it, it was on his face as a long, silvery grey beard spoke.

“This year will be different”

Well that straightened everyone up, as well as shut them up.

“We will be having guests. From two different schools.”

Whispers spread around the room and I noticed Draco frown and look into his lap.

“This different year will be different because our school has been chosen to participate in the Triwizard Tournament!” The room erupted in cheers and loud claps and whistles. I clapped with my friends and we screamed, and I screamed “I like waffles!” Me and my friends laughed as we started screaming random things. Why we were screaming random things? None of us had a clue what the Triwizard Tournament was!

“Now, of those of you screaming about waffles and other delicious foods at the Slytherin table I’d like to let you know that the Triwizard Tournament is a tournament where three schools, in this case Durmstrang Institute, Beauxbatons Academy Of Magic, and our school Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry. We compete in a few challenges and well, don’t bother me explaining it to just you, let the other schools come in! Considering we are starting today.”

The Great Hall entry doors opened slowly where we saw as the man with the old beard said, “Welcome! Beauxbatons Academy of Magic!”

All of our heads turned to the big opened doors to see pretty girls in all blue starting to dance. Butterflies of different colors fluttered around them and many boys seemed about to drool. I looked around at my friends to see Draco looking extremely angry with himself, Neal and Xavier watching the girls in awe, Pansy and Katherine watching now too impressed, Fred, staring at- me, George looking at Abbye, and Abbye, well staring right back at George. The two lovebirds!

“Draco- you okay?” I muttered to him as a buttefly landed on my arm. He watched the butterfly and smiled. The little thing of purple and black climbed to my finger and sat there not daring to move. “So whats got you so upset?” I asked him again. He shrugged.

“Family problems.”

I nodded. Family problems. I knew all about those! “If you need someone to talk to about it, I’m always here,”

                He nodded and looked up his eyes weaving through the rows of girls dancing in blue. His eyes finally landed on one who seemed to look familiar to me. Very familiar.

                “Draco, who’s that girl over there?” I said pointing my finger. “She seems extremely familiar. Do you know her?”

                He shook his head no and I looked down to my lap. Well that was no help.

The girl had slightly curly glistening blonde hair that went halfway down her back and pretty blue eyes. She had cute pointed black glasses which I caught shine slightly so I guessed it had a gem on it. She had pointed features which reminded me of someone… it seems to be on the tip of my tongue!

                “You’ve ought to know her! You keep staring at her!” I exclaimed to Draco. Whats he hiding from us? Who is that girl? Is she supposed to be here? If not- why is she here?

When we arrived everyone evacuated the train and I met up with my friends who I had only momentarily gotten lost from.

                “Sorry,” Xavier whispered to me and I looked down. He even had the nerve. “You shouldn’t be saying that to me,” I grumbled and I turned towards Katherine.

“So? Should I hope to be in Slytherin?”  Katherine nodded starting to smile, and all of a sudden her smile faded. “What?” I asked her nervously. “Just wondering what came on the train-”

 “I know” I whimpered but somehow it felt good to be by those things. It sucked the happiness out of the world, yeah I know, but somehow I felt at home- which scared me. Home.

                I felt someone tap my shoulder and I turned around to see my red headed friend with a red headed girl.  “Hey!” the boy exclaimed. “Name” I stated. “Fred” he replied smiling.

                “Just checking you weren’t George!”

                The girl with him blushed madly and I raised an eyebrow. “This is?”

“Oh! Abbye Black! Meet, Nath- Nathalia?” I nodded at what he had said and I held out my good hand. She fumbled to make sure she held out her right hand to shake my left hand and smiled. “Nice to meet you” we said simultaneously.

                “Thanks for mending to my friends arm,” she told me glancing at his arm. All of a sudden, someone who I guessed was named George from the information Fred had given me, popped up. “Is this your savior?” the boy laughed and I raised my eyebrows starting to slightly blush, and shockingly Fred did too. He nodded and I said before Fred’s twin could speak, “ Nice to meet you George!” The boy’s eyes widened.

                “She- She’s psychic?”

                I laughed. “My friends might say psycho,” and Katherine elbowed me- “No!” and I stared at her hard. “Okay- maybe” I stared at her harder. “Yeah- just a little bit” she said starting to smile looking down at her feet.  I nudged her and she looked up. “Anyway! Did you guys see those ghostly black things?” Katherine piped in. My eyes widened and I started to look nervously around.

                “They were with you guys too?” George asked. Ah, I think Katherine was in love. She could discuss her geeky ideas with another geek! Okay- not really. She’s not a geek at all and she has some pretty neat ideas of what it could have been. They continued talking until I heard George say,” We thought the Slytherins were playing a prank on us!”

                “Why?” I stated closing my eyes. Well this’ll be good.

“Slytherins. Sly? Ambitious? Rude? Cunning? Tricky, and not so smart” George finished with a huff. Abbye’s eyes widened and Katherine turned bright red. “George!” Fred, Abbye, and I yelled and I comforted Katherine away from them towards our other apparently ‘not so smart’ friends.  I looked at Katherine and whispered, “It’s okay. The guy didn’t know what he was talking about.”

                She looked up at me, considering I was about an inch taller than her and she whimpered. “I never wanted to be a Slytherin. My family was ashamed. Then they started getting used to it but treated me like I was a slave-” she started saying and I gasped. How could they? I rubbed her back. The poor soul.

                “You guys okay?” I heard from behind us. It was Draco. I nodded and straightened up along with Katherine. Abbye walked up to us, “I’m so sorry.”

                “So you guys aren’t okay?” I smiled and Abbye rolled her eyes walking away. Katherine walked up to Malfoy and gave him a big hug. Um- awkward? But of course Malfoy didn’t mind. He started to actually blush madly! I gasped and Katherine let go suddenly. “Awww! You guys are the cutest couple!”

                Neal, Xavier, and Pansy walked up. Pansy was turning slightly red and Xavier was starting to grin. Neal came up behind me and whispered in my ear, “Pansy is like insane with Malfoy.” My eyes struck wide. “Pansy too” I whimpered. Xavier was now on the floor. “Draco! I never knew! You- you- you’ve got two girls who are insane with you!” Xavier! He had gone too far again.

                Katherine walked over to me slowly and grabbed my arm pulling me away from the group.  “Make it stop!” she whaled in my ear. She hugged him! But I shrugged, she is my friend! I walked up to Xavier and helped him off the ground. “Now shut up” I told him staring at him hard with a small smile on my face. Her nodded a smile appearing on his face. I turned around and faced the group. “Oh my goshels! I’ve got to go! I’ll catch up with you guys in a bit!” I shrieked and I ran off towards a Professor. “Nathalia?” the lady said. I nodded urgently. “Ready to get sorted?” She asked me sternly. “I was born ready.”

                The lady smiled, and nodded. She motioned me to follow her and I felt a pinch of guilt. What were my friends thinking right now? I shrugged. I was getting sorted! I followed the lady until she stopped in front of a large hole in the wall, seeming to lead on and on into the darkness. “Ready?” she asked me. I nodded and we walked into the dark. I saw her grab her wand quickly and mutter a spell. Her wand started to glow and she led me forward, farther into the darkness. After about five minutes we reached an old rusty door. She muttered another spell and the door swung open. This magic thing is so cool!

                We walked into the room, and I noticed- the room was an old classroom!

                She motioned to an old stool in the room and I sat, to hear her whisper, “You know the houses?” I nodded whilst muttering, “I believe so.” The lady smiled. “I’m Professor McGonagall.” I smiled feeling slightly more comfortable. “Now lets get you sorted!”

I turned towards the boy with slicked back blonde hair and crystal eyes. “Hello,” I said leaning forward and putting my arms on the table.


I smiled, and whispered “What do you want?”


 I nodded, and stared deep into his eyes waiting for his hopefully simple question. Possibly something not having to do with Hogwarts!

“Why are you three years late to Hogwarts?”

I breathed in and out and smirked. “My parents got my letter and-” I looked down at my lap. My skinny jeans and converse were so cute! Ok, back to his question. Don’t get distracted, Natalia! “- they disposed of it. We kept getting more and more and more letters until, I just kind of- ran away from it all. It was overwhelming considering my parents didn’t let me read or look at who was sending the letters. They one time had to lock me away in the guest room, I found myself in London after a few days, and I saw a certain- loud restaurant” I started. “Then I found out it was a pub” I laughed and I saw them all smile, chuckle, or smirk.  “I walked through the pub, extremely nervous until I acsidently bumped into a large, tall bag with a huge beard. He handed me a letter as he exclaimed ‘You! You! You! We’ve been sending letters to you for three years!’ He then handed me a picture of me when I was eleven and I nodded to him assuring him that yep that was me. I guess you can figure out how I got here then” I finished with a big sigh.

“Wow,” Neal said and I laughed.

“Yep, quite an adventure.”

“So, what house do you want to be in?” the blonde headed boy asked.

“I can’t tell you that for two reasons.  One, you asked if you could ask a question, not questions. And second, I don’t know what the houses are, oh and one more! I don’t even know your name.”

Pansy, Neal, Xavier, and the blonde boy each grinned.

“Name, Draco Malfoy, but call me Malfoy. And, how bout you ask me a question?”

“Deal. Can you explain all of Hogwarts to me?”

Malfoy laughed and Xavier started drumming his hands on his and Pansy’s and- another, seeming to be quiet girl. “I feel terrible!” I exclaimed and Xavier, Neal, Pansy, and Malfoy scrunched their eyebrows together. I got up from my seat and sat next to the girl. She had dirty blonde, slightly curly at the end, hair that went a few inches below her shoulders, and pretty, dark brown eyes.  She turned towards me and frowned. “Hi,” I said. She cracked a smile.

“Hi” she replied.

“Your name?”


I smiled. “I asked first.”

“Fine! I’m Katherine” she said holding out her hand.

I shook her hand and said “Nathalia,”

“So that’s your name!” Xavier said jumping up and banging his legs into the wooden table in front of us. “Ow,” he whimpered and I smiled. I glanced at Katherine who was also smiling.

“Why haven’t you been talking?” I asked and her face went red and Neal, Xavier, Pansy, and Malfoy’s faces went white.

“Well, I don’t usually hang out with them.”

“Who do you hang out with?” I asked and her face went pale. “Oh! Well I’ll make sure that changes! I’m new and I barely know anyone but you guys, so I’ll need a bit of help” I told her. She nodded understandingly and I saw Malfoy whisper something across the table to Neal. “Yeah, she is pretty” Neal said. I turned my head and my, Neal’s and Draco’s cheeks went red. Xavier cracked up and Neal and Draco glared at him. “Awkward,” Pansy said in a singsong voice and I laughed. “Way to cheer up the moment!” I exclaimed and I glanced at Katherine who seemed to look a bit disappointed.

Suddenly, Xavier screamed so high I heard a glass break- it was actually on a tray a waiter was bringing up who was- of course right next to me so I was- soaked. “Idiot!” I laughed out trying to act mad but I couldn’t, it was just too funny. It was starting to stick to me so I guessed it was something close to ginger ale, but now that I think about it the wizard world probably doesn’t have that.

I stood up and the waiters face was white. “Don’t hurt me!” he whimpered. “Why would I hurt you?” I asked him cautiously.

“You’re a Slytherin.”

“First, no, I’m not, and second why would they hurt you?”

The waiter pointed at Xavier and then rolled up his white long sleeved shirt where I saw a big purple bruise. “Xavier!” I shrieked. I wanted to slap Xavier so bad right now. I grabbed the waiter’s arm and left the room getting some of the drink I had spilled all over me on him a bit.

I led him out of the Slytherin upgrade place towards farther front, where he had gotten the drinks. It was a small cold, for being refrigerated compartment that might fit three people. I glanced out the window of the compartment and saw Katherine, Pansy, Neal, and Malfoy walking towards it. I looked around and grabbed a clean cloth napkin and looked around a bit more for a faucet. I found the faucet quickly and put the cloth under some cold water. I stopped the faucet from running and folded the napkin into a square and dabbed it on the guys arm. “You shouldn’t be a waiter here,” I told him. He nodded. “I know you’re a student here” I whispered and I glanced out the window again to see the four standing outside the compartment staring. No Xavier. The boy winced. He looked about sixteen and had bright red hair. “Wait. Didn’t I just see like a mini version of you earlier today?” I asked him.

“Younger brother, Ron.”

“Have any other siblings?” I asked as I mended to his arm.

“Loads. My younger sister, Ginny, then theres Ron who I think is in your year, then my twin brother George, then my older brothers, Percy, Charlie, and Bill.”

“Quite a family,”

He nodded and glanced up at me, since he had been watching his arm. “Wait why is your hand purple?” he asked me.

“Shoot!” I exclaimed seeing the white wrap on the floor. I picked it up and tied in back quickly around my arm. Then I grabbed a brown paper towel, made it wet, then folded it laid it on his arm and rolled down his arm shirt or whatever you call it!

“Thanks,” he said.

I shrugged and opened the compartment. He walked out and kept walking, winding his way through my friends and right when he was about to leave the Slytherin upgrade I shouted, “Take care of yourself!” stepping out of the waiter compartment. He turned around and smiled, gave me a little wave and left.

“How’d you do that?” Katherine asked me cautiously.


“You mended to his arm faster than Xavier’s Grandma can!”

“I’ve been taking care of myself for a few days.”

Katherine nodded and her big brown eyes gleamed, and she smiled. “That was really nice of you,” she told me and Neal, Pansy, and Malfoy nodded.

“Well, I- I’m gonna leave” I told them.

“What!” Malfoy screeched. I turned to him raising my eyebrows and Katherine burst out laughing. “I- I’m sorry! But that was just hilarious!” she laughed out and I started to laugh too. In a few minutes we were all laughing. I fell to the ground.

“Nathalia!” Malfoy shrieked again.

I looked up at him cracking up. “Stop shrieking will you!?!?”

Suddenly the room turned cold like all happiness was gone from the world. I got up looked out one of the windows on the train. The weather went from sunny to dark and cloudy. I rushed to my seat scooching in so Neal was closer to Xavier. We all sat back down. How could Xavier do that? That jerk, I thought when the large compartments door opened. Every single person in the compartment which I guess I can call a room, their eyes turned to the compartment door.

Two large black figures were placed in front of the door, floating and- “Ahhhhh!” I screamed- with Katherine. I struggled getting over Neal and closed the compartment door which the ghostly figures had opened. They opened it once again and stared straight at me, digging into my soul. I stared right back, in shock. Then I walked towards it.

“Nathalia,” Xavier said nervously starting to fidget with his hands. I walked closer to them and walked out of the compartment them edging very close to the wall. I whooshed my right, and not painfully hurt hand to the right and the shadows neared close to me, then moved on. I stood there shocked, and silent, no one in the compartment moved. Even Xavier’s fiddling fingers stopped.

“What the heck was that?” Katherine whimpered breaking the silence.

“ I. Don’t. Know.”

Author’s Note Time!

 How was it? Good? Oooh this is getting exciting! But really Xavier!?!?!? Who punches Fred in the arm!?!? Who does that!?!? That pooh of a boy, I hope he turns good. Or at least less evil. Well thanks for reading!

                “Um, Uh, Hi- could I sit with you?” I asked the group of kids, my age all looking at me slightly confused by my presence. A boy with bright orange hair and millions of freckles spread over his face smiled slightly and glanced at a boy with jet black, shaggy hair, and pretty emerald eyes. The other person in the compartment was a girl with slightly poofy dark and light streaked brown hair with a suspicious look spread across her face her brown eyes staring hard at me.

                I waited for the response of the group nervously and I felt my hands come a bit closer. I was trying to beat my habit of fiddling with my hands when I was nervous, but right not I was failing my goal. I was a new girl to a new school. A magic school were you had to ride a beautiful scarlet and gold train to get to the school. The school was called Hogwarts. Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft And Wizardry.

                I started to turn around thinking that I should just find a different compartment because none of them seemed to be answering we anytime soon. “Wai-” I heard one of them say but I picked up my trunk and tried to walk away as fast as I could letting the door glide close behind me. I felt tears starting to form in my eyes. A normal child at Hogwarts would have started when they were eleven years old, while I am starting when I’m fourteen. I’m quite an emotional fourteen year old but I take that as a good thing at times. I heard the door slide open again and I could feel eyes staring into my back, but I kept hurrying away as fast as I could until- “Bump!”

                I feel backwards my trunk falling onto my hand. “O- Ow!” I whimpered tears starting to cascade down my cheeks. I stared straight down at the blue and gold carpeted floor letting my long brown hair cascade over my face. I sniffled slightly, pain gathering in my hand more and more every second. “I’m so- sorry!” I heard someone stutter from above me. I had heard the sound of someone getting up moments before. The voice had sounded like a boy, possibly around my age. I didn’t dare look up. Too humiliating, too hard, too- too- scary for my first day so I kept staring down sniffling, glancing at my light green converse every few seconds.

                I felt my hand turning numb, but happily the person who I had bumped into was picking my trunk off of my hand. I glanced at my hand to see the mess. My hand was turning a light shade of bluish purple, and it seemed to be a bit of metal was sticking off of my trunk because I had a slight cut in my hand. “Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry!” I heard the voice above me whimper. I swooshed my head to the right getting the hair out of my face. I had to be brave, strong, and at least get out of this mess. I looked at the shocked boy above me, with dark brown hair, pretty green eyes, and a black suit. “I- Um- How bout I help you to the infirmary?” he said holding out his hand. I took his hand with my one good hand and got up. He grabbed my trunk and I noticed he was still holding my hand. He obviously noticed that as the same time as me because he quickly let go. I blushed trying not to let him see my face.

                He led me straight towards the front of the train, and as we walked everything started to change. At first where we had bumped into each other was more red, gold and laid back, not very fancy. As we moved we turned to yellow, black and slightly modern. We walked farther and were led to blue, black, and silver and some metal. Then I found myself walking quickly through an area of slight green, silver and black, but then we reached much closer to the front. It looked like a complete upgrade to what we had just marched quickly through.  My mind was racing as we made our way throughout the train. “Hey Benson!” I heard and I turned my head to a boy with slicked back white hair. He was on his knees on a wooden bench. The boy in the black suit stopped and waved with his one hand that wasn’t holding my luggage, then kept walking. I followed him, farther forward were he led me to a room far, far up on the train. He slid open the door and put my trunk inside. He walked inside and I followed. I looked around the room seeing a bed covered in soft looking white sheets.  In the room, besides me, and the boy was an older lady dressed in a light violet and white. She turned to us and looked at my bloody, purple hand in shock. “Well that’ll need a bit of help!” she whispered and walked over to a dark oak cabinet in the room. “So how did this-”  the old lady asked when the door to what I guessed was the infirmary for the train, opened.

                “Oh Xavier! Nice to see you!” the old lady exclaimed as a boy who looked about my age walked into the room. He had blonde curly hair, green eyes, and was quite pale. “Hey, Grandma” he whispered to her as he gave her a hug starting to madly blush. I smirked, well this was probably embarrassing for him!  “Neal” the boy called Xavier whispered nodding his head to the boy who had helped me here. Neal nodded and smirked. “Um-” I started looking at my bleeding purple hand. “Oh right!” the lady exclaimed. “Whoa! What happened?” Xavier asked. I thought not to speak so I just looked at the boy who seemed to be named Neal. “Ah. Understandable” Xavier said. “Hey!” Neal said. “You guys friends?” I asked cautiously. They seemed like they would be a nice pair of friends but also like they wouldn’t. “Yep! Best friends actually. And man! Whats with the suit!” Xavier asked Neal tilting his head slightly. “Parents” Neal muttered as the old lady brought over a small white bottle. “It might sting a little” she whispered in a kind voice. She squeezed the bottle and a few sparkling clear drops plopped down onto my hand. “That should clear up the cuts in a few days. As for the bruise I can’t really do anything about that,” the lady said.

                My hand felt numb, but a bit better. “That’s fine! My hand feels loads better” I told her as she wrapped a white wrap around my hand.

“Well, I’ll see you guys later then! Take off the wrap in five days girly! Bye Xavier! Bye Neal!” the lady said, ushering us out and handing Neal my trunk. I smiled, she was nice.

The two boys slightly waved to her  and I glanced at my bag. “You guys don’t need to-” I started when Xavier cut in. “We don’t mind. And anyways you’ve got your hand that can’t possibly pick anything up!”

“Well, actually” Neal said placing my trunk on the ground, “You can carry her trunk because I’ve already carried it like all the way through the train!” he finished. Xavier sighed and I smiled as he picked up the trunk.  “Wait! What house are you in? I mean, you look fourteen, like us, but you don’t look familiar at all” Xavier asked me. “Oh! Um, yeah I am three years late aren’t I?” I said nervously glancing at the ground. “Don’t feel bad, you’ll catch on quickly” Neal said and I smiled. “Thanks, but shouldn’t we move or do you guys want to just stand here for four hours,” I said sarcastically. Neal cracked a smile glancing at Xavier.

“To Slytherin!” Xavier announced, and we turned around walking back towards the fancy, upgraded, green, silver, gold, and black. Xavier lifted my battered trunk up onto a rack and sat next to a pretty girl with dark brown hair and green eyes. “Hey Pansy” he smiled goofily. “You dork” she said right as I thought the same thing. “I was just thinking the same thing” I said as I looked down at them, still standing with Neal. Pansy smiled, “I could get used to you. Your new aren’t you? What happened to your hand? I love you hair!”

“Well that wasn’t too random,” Neal smiled and Neal sat at an empty bench across from Pansy. “Scooch” I told Neal and he moved over smiling. “First, yeah I’m new. Three years late- um- my hand was from Neal” I said pointing to Neal and I finished with “Thanks! I like your hair too!” Pansy smiled twirling her hair on her finger as the boy I’d seen earlier with slicked back blonde hair walked over and sat across from me and Neal.