Shit, fuck. Shiiiit." Dominique cursed as she tried to heave her lugagge onto the train. "Fuck!" She shrieked as
she broke a nail. She wasn't some girly chica who cried over it, but it hurt like hell.
"Can we help you?" Two male voices asked her.
"Actually, yeah. I need help, ah.." Dominique was at a loss for words when she saw double. Or rather, two
redheaded twins grinning brightly at her. "I, uh, I need help loading my stuff onto the train." She stepped back and admired the boys as they easily lifted her Louis Vuitton baggage onto the train. "Thanks, boys."
"You're not from around here, are you, mate?" The twin standing to the left inquired.
"Dominique Beauvais. Born in France, raised in America." Dominique stated proudly.
"Blimey, a yank? Cool. Or, uh, radical." The other twin nodded.
"Yeah, uh, nobody really says that anymore." Dominique raised an eyebrow. These Brits had no idea how
ridiculous they sounded. She shook her head. "It was nice to meet ya." She raised her fingers in a mock-salute and took off down the aisle.
"A Yank at Hogwarts." George started.
"What fun." Fred finished for his brother.
Dominique got many stares, both admirable and envious as she walked down the aisle to the back of the train. Taking a seat in the back, where she knew Angel would find her. She yanked off her Jimmy Choos and sat down. Taking out a box, Dominique lit up a cigarette and took a deep drag, the stress of moving to a new school beginning to wear on her. Okay, so she wasn't really moving. Dominique had been kicked out of Salem's Institute for Witches in America, Durmstrang, and Beauxbatons. Hogwarts was one of the few choices she had left. And since her best friend Angel attended there, it was the perfect opportunity to 'start over'. Not that Dom had
any plans to change her bad habits. She was 18 and a beauty queen with a longer rap sheet than most American rappers. She'd been to several reform schools, but all of them failed to change her for the better. She was happy the way she was. Dominique quickly fell asleep waiting for Angel.
Her adventure really began when the train lurched to a stop.