Chapter 1- Wasted

She sat in the seat of the old muggle car, her long dark hair in her face, and her gray eyes peering out the window into the stormy swirl of rain, wind, and chaos. It was rainy very hard that day, she took it as a sign of how the rest of the day, and the year, was going to run for her. She was heading, with her parents and sister, to Kings Cross Station, Platform 9 ¾, to get on the train that would deliver her to her dark future of failing grades and wasted time. Her parent's efforts to motivate her were wasted, the Teacher's knowledge will be wasted, and the other student's attempts of friendship were going to be wasted she thought solemnly. Lydia Greywood was entering her first year a Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. She was a witch, but not a very skilled one to say the least. After reading through 'The Standard book of Spells Grade 1' She had tried to perform a simple repair spell on her cracked bedroom window, let's just say that there is no longer a window. Both her parents are muggles so they were no help, and her 'perfect' older sister Drea would just laugh and show off her skills. Drea was in her second year at Hogwarts, and she was always coming home with passing tests, funny stories and great gossip. She would also, of coarse, tell the adventures of two of the most popular students in the school; James Potter, and Sirius Black. Drea would spend hours jabbering on about their gang, sneaky pranks, and hilarious mishaps. She would even talk about the other two boys, Remus Lupin, supposedly the only one who broke up serious issues, and kept them in check, and Peter Pettigrew, the runt of the litter, and the one who was sent to do most of the dirty work. Wouldn't it be great to meet them? She thought as she continued to stare out at the storm.

Thunder clapped, and she was shaken from her mind. How long had she been in the car? It seemed like forever. Drea and her mother were busy chatting about Drea's first time on the train, and how she wasn't even a bit scared. Her father was concentrating on the ever-so-hard-to-see road. Then, after hearing of Drea's perfect first day, like a rushing wave, fear came over her as she stared out at the outline of Kings Cross Station coming into view.

Her Barred Owl, Ekain, ruffled his dark striped feathers and clicked his beak, attracting much unneeded attention to the family. Little whispers like: 'Owls? Who brings owls to a train station?' and 'Whoa, checkout the freaks.' Followed them everywhere. It probably does look weird, she thought as she pushed her heavy cart towards platform 9 and 10. She had seen her sister run right through the wall last year, to get to platform 9 and ¾. What if I'm not even good enough to get through the wall? What if I smash my face and turn into an embarrassed bloody mess? What will my parents say? What will Drea say? All these questions buzzed through her mind as she watched her sister slide through with ease.

"Lydia," Her mother piped up. She looked close to tears. "Lydia dear, be good okay? Make sure to write! Also, study hard, stay out of trouble, do your best. I know you'll be okay." She hugged her daughter, then, her husband did the same.

"Be good, and be happy." He said with a smile, and then sent her off. Lydia took a last look back at her waving parents, as if pleading with them to let her stay home. Not to let her go make a complete fool out of her self. But all they did was smile and wave.

Lydia started at a jog toward the wall. As she became steadily more afraid, she began to run faster and faster toward it. She could hear her cart bouncing and squeaking, as she ran faster. Here it comes she thought, the big crash. An image of her body all beat and broken up played through her mind. She closed her eyes and kept going.

All of a sudden she heard her name.

"Lydia! Lydia, stop!" it was Drea's voice.

"I...I made it through?" She asked, relief spreading through her body.

"Yeah, and then some! If it weren't for me you would of run straight into the train!" Drea said giving Lydia a look of worry.

"S sorry. I was scared, so I closed my eyes…" She trailed off.

"What, were you scared you'd crash or something? Even you could make it through that wall." Drea said a smug smile popped on her long face at the rude remark she made. "Just leave your cart here, they'll load it up for you. And don't go following me around. It's bad enough people have to know were related. Just go find some kids your own age to sit with." And with that, she left her sister alone, next to a huge train, and in a crowd of nameless people.

Why me? Lydia thought as she made her way down the cramped train hallway. She kept looking in compartments, but everywhere so far had the maximum of 5 people in it, and the only one she did find with room was one with a red headed couple snogging up against the compartment wall. Defiantly not something I want to deal with, she said aloud, and kept walking.

"Well this is the last one." She stated when she looked in the window. Four second year boys were sitting in the little room. The first one had messy black hair. He was twirling a pair of black glasses in his hand, and talking and laughing with the boy next to him. This one was taller, and had shaggy shoulder length hair. He was agreeing with what ever the first one was saying. Across from him was a small pasty skinned boy, with white blonde hair. He was holding a steaming vial of green liquid that, apparently, he wanted the boy next to him to use on a rather large gash on his face. However, the other boy was paying no mind to him, as he was engulfed in a book entitled 'Lunar Cycle Theory'. This on had brown-blonde hair, but had an awfully pale completion. The second boy looked up, to notice Lydia in the window. She felt her neck heat up when the first boy motioned for her to come in.

"Who sent you to spy on the trouble makers?" He said with a grin only a true troublemaker could accomplish.

"A prefect I presume." Stated the second boy.

"N…No, I…I just couldn't find an empty compartment…It's my f first time on the train." She stumbled over the words. All the boys were in Gryffindor, she could tell by the robes they wore. On them, was the famed brave lion that represented the house. Her sister was in Ravenclaw, so that was the only robe she had seen up close, but she knew the other houses from reading the book 'Hogwarts: A History'.

"Ooooh, so you're a first year? Hear that Sirius? Brings back memories..." he trailed off a smile played out on his lips.

"Oi, mate, that was just last year." Sirius Black said with a funny looking expression.

Sirius? Sirius Black? She thought as she collected her nerve to speak again. Than that must mean he's…

Her thought was cut off.

"James Potter." The first boy said, indicating himself and holding out his hand. "And these other nobody's are Sirius Black, Peter Pettigrew, and Remus Lupin." He said indicating each boy as he spoke. Remus had put his book away, and Peter's potion was nowhere in sight. She shook his hand and took a seat next to Remus. Upon doing so, she found even more cuts on him up close. Once he noticed her staring at a particularly nasty bruise he spoke up.

"I'm sorry, how rude of James." He said. "He forgot to ask for your name" he said with a smile towards her, and kick towards James.

"Heh, sorry." James apologized. "So who are you?" He asked, with that mischievous grin again.

"I'm Lydia Greywood, and its my, err, first year at Hogwarts." She stated with a clearly nervous pitch in her voice.

"Greywood, Greywood…Don't we know a Greywood?" Peter asked James with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"Hmmm…Oh right! Drea, Drea Greywood, The brain in Herbology last year. That's your older sister right?" James questioned her. Great, she thought, they even referred to her as a brain.

"Yeah that's right." She breathed out.

"She's a Ravenclaw right? Never much liked her myself." He stated, then added quickly "No offence though!"

"None taken. I don't like her either." Lydia smiled, and they all laughed.

"So what house do you want? Not Ravenclaw I suppose." Sirius asked her seeming rather curious.

"I don't know what house I'll get. I'm not clever enough for Ravenclaw anyway, I can barely perform a simple spell…" she trailed off, once again reminded that these boys were only wasting their precious time with her.

"Oh nonsense," Sirius inquired. "No ones perfect in their first year." He comforted her.

"I broke a window with a repair spell." She said in a monotonous tone.

"Well, we'll just have to help you out, won't we guys?" Remus said as he reached for his wand. "Lydia, get your wand out, we'll teach you a few things."

The hours went by full of laughter and fun. Peter squealing with excitement whenever James swished his wand, and Remus and Sirius showing her correct hand movements and spell pronunciations. By the time the train ride was coming to an end, she had learned 5 new spells, and she was a complete master at repairing anything.

"Thank you guys so much." She said after the train had come to a complete stop.

"No problem, we were happy to be of assistance." James said as he pulled on his cloak, and got ready for the ride up to Hogwarts.

After Peter told her where the first years go to get up the school, she shook everyone's hand and prepared to leave the compartment, when Remus grabbed her gently by the arm.

"Hope to see you in Gryffindor, Lydia." He stated, and then left for the school.

Lydia was in higher spirits than ever when she exited the train. She knew she had made some great friends today. I just hope that their not wasted on me, she thought as she headed for the big man calling for all the first years. They probably won't even remember me once school starts anyway She thought once again, as she readied to ride into her future.

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