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~Chapter 1~
Marcus Flint had never been too bright. He never got the highest mark and he never gained any recognition from his parents or friends for being smart. He was never considered to be a hottie by any girl he had met either. So he was left with a barely passing grades and alone with the few guy friends he had, since the lack of positive attention had left him quite sour over the years and he lost all of his popularity along the way. That was probably why he was trying his hardest to prove his worth in his third year at Hogwarts. He had never been too popular before and this year he was determined to make it onto the Slytherin quidditch team. Plus, girlfriends were becoming pretty neccesary in the Slytherin "in" group, and the younger the better. At this thought Marcus Flint looked in his mirror before leaving to get on the Hogwarts express. He was going into his third year and he had to make some more friends, he had to get on the quidditch team, he had to have a good time at Hogwarts. Marcus put on his favourite clothes, a pair of dark denim jeans, baggy of course, with a striped neck tie tied losely as a belt, and then he put on a white dress shirt and a green sweater vest on top of it all. This was his idea of grabbing attention, but he carefully put a large ecko hoodie overtop so his friends wouldn't make fun of him. Marcus' goal was to WIN friends, not lose them.
Marcus arrived at King's Cross Station at promptly 10:00 so he could find the best seats and chill the rest of the morning, scoping out the girls he thought would pass the test, and trying to make the right friends. He loaded his trunk near the back, so it would look like he arrived just in time, and nobody would think he was a loser for it. He then sat back and watched people arrive. First person he recognized was the Weasleys. The whole troop of them! Marcus turned and looked the other way until all of their things had been loaded. Soon enough whole groups of people had worked their way in. Marcus looked around as 11:00 drew closer. He felt so damned pathetic. Eventually a couple of them showed up and they started chillin it real. It wasn't long after that the first years flooded in. "This is it," thought Marcus.
He looked anxiously out at a group of girls who had just walked through the portal into platform 9 3/4. There was about eight of them all standing there, chatting away, indicating they had no worries about the years to come at Hogwarts. Marcus listened closely as a young blonde girl described how she thought she should be allowed to wear her new baby blue robes to class because they suited her so much better then the plain black ones, and a girl who had dyed her hair blonde and let the dark brown roots grow in to about an inch complain about how her parents refused to let her magic her teeth straight. A short girl with long light brown hair was lighting a cigarette and bitching inbetween puffs about how she wasn't allowed to smoke on Hogwarts campus, but she wasn't allowed off of it during the school year either. Other girls nodded and sighed as they complained about various things, then one of the girls, a short fat girl with tanned skin and short dark brown hair, who was trying desperately to look sexy as she finished her own cigarette, suddenly burst into tears. All the girls rolled their eyes almost rythmically. One girl with curly short blonde hair patted her on the shoulder. The girl with dark brown roots leaned into the blonde, "Good, will Tara ever get a life? Why was she even accepted? She's a good for nothing ninny!" the girl then turned to another fake blonde " Sadie, when the hell is Fate gonna get here? She's never gonna get through Hogwarts I swear to god, and her parents have such high hopes for her."
This "Sadie" girl shrugged her shoulders and checked her watch. "She said her dad already sent most of her stuff to Hogwarts. Still, she should be here by now. Hmm, she's probably getting ready for her grand appearence."
The girl with the roots sighed and checked her own watch. "Ugh, she always has to be the attention hog. God she's soo annoying.!"
The blonde at this point leaned in and began to nodd. "Fate? Rrrgghhh, she is so annoying, I can't stand her. I mean honestly, does she actually have any friends? I just wanna hit her in the face sometimes. But then she'd go to get plastic surgery and she'd come back even prettier. Uuugghh, well, I'll be happy if she doesn't show up soon. VERY HAPPY!"
Sadie leaned forward. "You know what Sarah, shut up! Alrighty, she's my friend, and she's really not all that annoying. She's pretty too, boo hoo, at least she isn't little miss perfect blonde backstabber who when confronted turns into the horrible victim of a broken home. She's been through a lot of shit too, it never hurts to be sympathetic to someone else for a change!"
Almost right on time they all turned their heads to the portal and a girl popped through. She was about 5'7, not too skinny, but definately not fat, she had shoulder length hair which was bright blonde at the roots for about 1" then went to a vivacious orange colour down to the tips, and was dressed in a outfit that screamed she knew fashion. Her outfit was totally vintage, as Sadie screamed when she saw her, starting with a dark blue crocheted hat, which was almost like those old swing dance ladies hats from the 50's, a one shoulder denim dyed shirt with a Union Jack splattered across the front. Her skirt was a tartan plaid of misty green and dark blue, which was cut diagonally at the bottom so it went quite high, as it stayed low and classic. "Hey guys am I late??" the beauty looked at them nervously.
All of the sudden Fate was accepted by her friends. Sarah smiled at her widely "Of course not, you're always right on time. Isn't that right Robyn, she's always perfectly on time, always geniusly dressed, always perfect in every way!" Sarah turned to the girl with dark brown roots, who Marcus supposed was named Robyn.
Robyn smiled a fake smile. "Of course. Perfect little Fate, it won't be long until you're conjuring spells to save the world, cure world hunger, and such. Perfect Fate here's gonna do something great every year, never gonna slip up, and always make the rest of us look bad. I know it!"
Fate at this point looked at the two of them oddly. "Are you guys pissed at me for something?" She asked, concerned.
The two of them looked back at her with a deep hatred and smiled fakly. "Of course not! How could we hate you Fate?" they said without a hint of sarcasm.
Sarah turned to Robyn and focused all of her attention on her now. "I have to talk to you," she said, ignoring everyone else.
The girls all rolled their eyes as Robyn and Sarah scampered off. The fat girl looked up from her tears and stared at Fate. Almost instantly the tears were gone. "Can you believe those two, probably off to talk about you Fate, Can you believe what Fate's wearing, can you believe how Fate wore her hair, can you believe, can you believe, can you believe, ugggh, I hate them soo much!" The fat girl mimicked them angrily.
Fate stared over at the two of them. "I really don't care. Robyn'll tell me everything later anyways. Not that I believe her anymore anyways, as long as I have friends like you guys, right?" Fate now smiled incredibly, "plus karma's on my side, always has been, karma'll fix everything."
At first some of the girls looked like they were about to ask what school karma went to, but eventually they keyed into the fact that karma was a force which evened out the odds. Marcus couldn't blame them for thinking that way though, afterall, one of their friends was named Fate, and that was supposed to be an all powerfull force too. Suddenly a noise blasted through the platform. Fate looked at all of her friends. "I suppose we should go get on the train eh?" she smiled.
Marcus hurried onto the Hogwarts Express before Fate and her friends got on. Behind him he heard Fate say in anger, "What, you guys didn't even save me a spot! Fine then, Sadie, will you come find another compartment with me?"
Marcus heard Sadie respond yes and then he was in his compartment, wishing that Fate would soon join him in the compartment.
~Chapter 1~
Marcus Flint had never been too bright. He never got the highest mark and he never gained any recognition from his parents or friends for being smart. He was never considered to be a hottie by any girl he had met either. So he was left with a barely passing grades and alone with the few guy friends he had, since the lack of positive attention had left him quite sour over the years and he lost all of his popularity along the way. That was probably why he was trying his hardest to prove his worth in his third year at Hogwarts. He had never been too popular before and this year he was determined to make it onto the Slytherin quidditch team. Plus, girlfriends were becoming pretty neccesary in the Slytherin "in" group, and the younger the better. At this thought Marcus Flint looked in his mirror before leaving to get on the Hogwarts express. He was going into his third year and he had to make some more friends, he had to get on the quidditch team, he had to have a good time at Hogwarts. Marcus put on his favourite clothes, a pair of dark denim jeans, baggy of course, with a striped neck tie tied losely as a belt, and then he put on a white dress shirt and a green sweater vest on top of it all. This was his idea of grabbing attention, but he carefully put a large ecko hoodie overtop so his friends wouldn't make fun of him. Marcus' goal was to WIN friends, not lose them.
Marcus arrived at King's Cross Station at promptly 10:00 so he could find the best seats and chill the rest of the morning, scoping out the girls he thought would pass the test, and trying to make the right friends. He loaded his trunk near the back, so it would look like he arrived just in time, and nobody would think he was a loser for it. He then sat back and watched people arrive. First person he recognized was the Weasleys. The whole troop of them! Marcus turned and looked the other way until all of their things had been loaded. Soon enough whole groups of people had worked their way in. Marcus looked around as 11:00 drew closer. He felt so damned pathetic. Eventually a couple of them showed up and they started chillin it real. It wasn't long after that the first years flooded in. "This is it," thought Marcus.
He looked anxiously out at a group of girls who had just walked through the portal into platform 9 3/4. There was about eight of them all standing there, chatting away, indicating they had no worries about the years to come at Hogwarts. Marcus listened closely as a young blonde girl described how she thought she should be allowed to wear her new baby blue robes to class because they suited her so much better then the plain black ones, and a girl who had dyed her hair blonde and let the dark brown roots grow in to about an inch complain about how her parents refused to let her magic her teeth straight. A short girl with long light brown hair was lighting a cigarette and bitching inbetween puffs about how she wasn't allowed to smoke on Hogwarts campus, but she wasn't allowed off of it during the school year either. Other girls nodded and sighed as they complained about various things, then one of the girls, a short fat girl with tanned skin and short dark brown hair, who was trying desperately to look sexy as she finished her own cigarette, suddenly burst into tears. All the girls rolled their eyes almost rythmically. One girl with curly short blonde hair patted her on the shoulder. The girl with dark brown roots leaned into the blonde, "Good, will Tara ever get a life? Why was she even accepted? She's a good for nothing ninny!" the girl then turned to another fake blonde " Sadie, when the hell is Fate gonna get here? She's never gonna get through Hogwarts I swear to god, and her parents have such high hopes for her."
This "Sadie" girl shrugged her shoulders and checked her watch. "She said her dad already sent most of her stuff to Hogwarts. Still, she should be here by now. Hmm, she's probably getting ready for her grand appearence."
The girl with the roots sighed and checked her own watch. "Ugh, she always has to be the attention hog. God she's soo annoying.!"
The blonde at this point leaned in and began to nodd. "Fate? Rrrgghhh, she is so annoying, I can't stand her. I mean honestly, does she actually have any friends? I just wanna hit her in the face sometimes. But then she'd go to get plastic surgery and she'd come back even prettier. Uuugghh, well, I'll be happy if she doesn't show up soon. VERY HAPPY!"
Sadie leaned forward. "You know what Sarah, shut up! Alrighty, she's my friend, and she's really not all that annoying. She's pretty too, boo hoo, at least she isn't little miss perfect blonde backstabber who when confronted turns into the horrible victim of a broken home. She's been through a lot of shit too, it never hurts to be sympathetic to someone else for a change!"
Almost right on time they all turned their heads to the portal and a girl popped through. She was about 5'7, not too skinny, but definately not fat, she had shoulder length hair which was bright blonde at the roots for about 1" then went to a vivacious orange colour down to the tips, and was dressed in a outfit that screamed she knew fashion. Her outfit was totally vintage, as Sadie screamed when she saw her, starting with a dark blue crocheted hat, which was almost like those old swing dance ladies hats from the 50's, a one shoulder denim dyed shirt with a Union Jack splattered across the front. Her skirt was a tartan plaid of misty green and dark blue, which was cut diagonally at the bottom so it went quite high, as it stayed low and classic. "Hey guys am I late??" the beauty looked at them nervously.
All of the sudden Fate was accepted by her friends. Sarah smiled at her widely "Of course not, you're always right on time. Isn't that right Robyn, she's always perfectly on time, always geniusly dressed, always perfect in every way!" Sarah turned to the girl with dark brown roots, who Marcus supposed was named Robyn.
Robyn smiled a fake smile. "Of course. Perfect little Fate, it won't be long until you're conjuring spells to save the world, cure world hunger, and such. Perfect Fate here's gonna do something great every year, never gonna slip up, and always make the rest of us look bad. I know it!"
Fate at this point looked at the two of them oddly. "Are you guys pissed at me for something?" She asked, concerned.
The two of them looked back at her with a deep hatred and smiled fakly. "Of course not! How could we hate you Fate?" they said without a hint of sarcasm.
Sarah turned to Robyn and focused all of her attention on her now. "I have to talk to you," she said, ignoring everyone else.
The girls all rolled their eyes as Robyn and Sarah scampered off. The fat girl looked up from her tears and stared at Fate. Almost instantly the tears were gone. "Can you believe those two, probably off to talk about you Fate, Can you believe what Fate's wearing, can you believe how Fate wore her hair, can you believe, can you believe, can you believe, ugggh, I hate them soo much!" The fat girl mimicked them angrily.
Fate stared over at the two of them. "I really don't care. Robyn'll tell me everything later anyways. Not that I believe her anymore anyways, as long as I have friends like you guys, right?" Fate now smiled incredibly, "plus karma's on my side, always has been, karma'll fix everything."
At first some of the girls looked like they were about to ask what school karma went to, but eventually they keyed into the fact that karma was a force which evened out the odds. Marcus couldn't blame them for thinking that way though, afterall, one of their friends was named Fate, and that was supposed to be an all powerfull force too. Suddenly a noise blasted through the platform. Fate looked at all of her friends. "I suppose we should go get on the train eh?" she smiled.
Marcus hurried onto the Hogwarts Express before Fate and her friends got on. Behind him he heard Fate say in anger, "What, you guys didn't even save me a spot! Fine then, Sadie, will you come find another compartment with me?"
Marcus heard Sadie respond yes and then he was in his compartment, wishing that Fate would soon join him in the compartment.
