A/N: Pottertalia has to be one of my favorite crossovers. This contains the two things I will be obsessed with my entire life. I am really exited to get to the story, SooOoo~~~!
I sat on the train, nervously fidgeting my hands. I was alone in my compartment, and that was the way I liked it. I had red-brown hair with more red. I had a single curl the stuck out to the left. I had caramel, honey amber eyes, but from traumatic experiences, I normally kept them only open enough to see. I didn't want to have another breakdown. That's why I was here. On the train to my new school, Hogwarts.
The compartment door creaked open, and I inwardly sighed. "Hallo, can I sit with you. My bruder is being a ass with his friends, and I wanted to get away." The boy at the door had bright blue eyes that reflected the sky they were so light. His hair was slicked back and a bright blond. He had a pendant in the shape of a cross. It was black with a white outline.
"Okay, but if I have a break down, you can't report me."
"Ja, okay. Are you that kid who transferred from Italy?"
"Sí. I got kicked out because some kid was bulling me. He took me from the street on my way home from school. I have no family left anymore, so no one could save me. He brought me to his house and raped me. I had no friends, so no one could help me in school. So, one day I freaked out, and shoved him into the lake. He broke his neck on the ground. I tried to tell my professors that I didn't mean it. They called it murder, and expelled me. Since then I've been a lot more sensitive. I have no family. If I want to eat, I've got to work myself. By the way, my name's Feliciano Vargas."
"Vell, my name is Ludwig Beilschimdt. I transferred from Germany because the only magic school there got burned down."
There was a loud crash of thunder, and rain started to pour down. We sat in a awkward silence for a little bit. I stared out into the pouring rain.
The door creaked open again. This time I let out a loud moan. Standing in the doorway was two people. One of them looked oddly familiar, and he was looking at me the same way. The other two were staring back and forth between us. The one that looked familiar had red-brown hair with more brown. He had a curl that stuck up to the right. He also had bright green eyes. The other one had messy brown hair framing his face. His eyes were an even brighter of a green than the other one.
"Hi Antonio," Ludwig said looking at the one with messy hair. "Lovino..." he said nodding to the other.
"Hola Ludwig!" Antonio said. "Who's this?" he said gesturing to me.
"Feliciano Vargas, the transfer from Italy."
"Oi, potato bastard! What the fuck! How do you know that shit!" said the potty-mouthed Lovino.
"Vell, I vas in here a few hours before you."
"Fuck you..." Lovino mutters as the train pulls to a stop.
I really had fun with this! A lot of fun! I really want to continue it, but for now, Ciao~!