Chapter 1
I do not own Harry Potter, or anything to do with it. But I do own the original characters. And all that rubbish.
Harry Potter © J.K. Rowling.
The train came to a stuttering halt at it's last and only stop: Hogwarts. Students clambered from their seats, streaming out the exists to the platforms, pulling on hoods and cloaks to shield themselves from the lashing rain and bone-chilling wind. half way down the train, standing in a long que were four friends. Agitha "Aggie" Kuioph, Dawrina "Dawr" Ryoki, And a set of twins: Heidi and Alex Ballantyne. In front was Aggie. She was the shortest of group. Her friends liked to joke that she was a part-midget who had run away from the circus, these incidents always ended in someone getting punched or slapped painfully on the arm. besides from being short, Aggie had shoulder-length auburn hair, and blue eyes, which she hid behind plastic-rimmed glasses. Dawr, who was just behind her, was chatting animatedly with her youngest brother in fluent Japanese. Though having grown up in England, her parents had always put a strong emphasis on their heritage. Dawr, however, only seemed to acknowledge this when she was at home, or talking to a member of her family. She had always been strange; never abiding to her parents strict rules despite the sometimes very harsh punishments. She pushed a strand of her black hair away from her round face, poking Aggie in the back of the head to make her move up a few paces. behind them, was Heidi and Alex. They stood side-by-side, and had they not been wearing different house emblems (Alex in Ravenclaw and Heidi in Hufflepuff), they would be unrecognizable from one another. They both had wiry red hair, and honey coloured eyes, and both their faces were spattered with freckles. Both were a year above Aggie and Dawr, however, they looked up (Or in Aggie's case "down") to them for protection. Heidi and Alex were extremely docile and shy; and didn't respond well to taunting or insults. Which is why in their second year, (Aggie and Dawr's first) when they were being victimized by several second-year- slytherins, Aggie and Dawr had stepped in and, essentially "saved" them. Ever since the four had become fast friends. The que finally cleared and the four of them stepped out into the torrential downpour, bowing their heads against the gail, they pushed carefully through the lingering students into a horseless carriage, not shutting the door soon enough to be joined by a fifth person. Aggie, Dawr, Heidi and Alex squished themselves together so they would fit on one bench. The girl across from them was dressed in the strangest arrangement of clothes ever been wore by a person. She wasn't dressed in the Hogwarts uniform, but instead a black pleather skirt and a top that had "MCR" emblazoned across it. What the acronym could possibly mean, however, was a different question completely; her strangest feature was that her body was seemingly encased in fishnet, right down to her buckly ugly black boots. Her face was painted white, and her lips and eyes were outlined with black, to match her unkempt hair (In which you could clearly see brown roots growing). The group said nothing, but stared awkwardly at her. Finally, Aggie cleared her throat.
"Um, you know Hogwarts has a uniform?" She said.
"Shut up prep." The girl growled, exposing her grossly underbrushed teeth. On her canines, you could clearly see she had glued pieces of plastic, to imitate vampires teeth. They dripped red food colouring.
"Excuse me?" Aggie asked, raising an eyebrow. She had never heard the word "Prep" before.
"Prep. Shut up. You don't get me." She said glaring at Aggie.
"I get you well enough. You're pretending to be a Vampire." Aggie reasoned, shrugging.
"I ama Vampire." She said, exposing her teeth again.
"No you're not. That's plastic in your mouth there." Dawr said, pointing to her left canine, where the plastic was obviously dangling off.
"My new teeth are growing in." She breathed, leaning in closer.
"Right. I had no idea teeth were bits of plastic these days." Aggie remarked cooly. Before the girl could respond, the carriage stopped and the girl climbed out. She had attached a fake cat tail to her belt.
"Hm. Interesting." Aggie said, climbing out after her, pulling her hood up again as she splashed onto the muddy drive. Dawr, Heidi and Alex all agreed. They took off running towards the doors, finally reaching the shelter of the entrance hall, where Professor McGonnagal was clearing up the muddy footprints and puddles of water left by entering students. She dolefully called out 'Welcome back" every so often, though seemed thoroughly unenthusiastic. Perhaps because Filch was standing at her elbow, screaming at entering students to wipe their feet. The Four walked side-by-side into the entrance hall, where they parted to join their respected tables. Aggie and Heidi to Hufflepuff, Alex to Ravenclaw, and Dawr to Gryffindor. As Aggie looked around the hall, she noticed groups of unusual people that had certainly not been there the year before, they seemed to be people just standing awkwardly around the walls of the hall, not joining any particular table. Aggie pointed this out to Heidi, who shrugged.
"I dunno. Maybe they're the new First-years. They may not have brought them across the lake this year because of the weather." She said, staring at the high table. Aggie's eye roved around the hall, taking in the dress of these strange people. Some were dressed similar to the girl whom Aggie had met on the carriage, others were dressed in elegant dresses, who's sleeves billowed out beside them. Their ears poked from between sheets of white-blonde hair, they seemed...elvish?Still others were dressed in skimpy versions of the hogwarts uniform. Though many, well all really, were unfit to wear them. They seemed to have curves in all the wrongplaces. It was kind of sickening to look at. Aggie had stared at these strange people for so long, she hadn't even noticed the first-years enter. Professor McGonnagal was now standing at the head of the hall, the sorting hat in hand. She placed it on a stool, before the crowd of soon-to-be-sorted students. The brim ripped open, the hat seemed to breathe in deeply, and began to sing.
A stranger year as I've never seen has dutifully arrived;
bringing those from far and near who's past i will derive;
in this group i swear to boot, are the worst you've ever sen.
they'll wine and cry, and wish to die, until your faces turn putrid green.
Some are weird, to black they'll adhere, and pretend to be something they're not.,
where as others are pretty, (In reality sweaty) who talk until your brains rot.
Some have powers beyond their years they wish others to fear,
but in truth, they're only youth, and turn out to be a pain in the rear.
If i were to be biased, and they can't deny it, my most favourite type are around;
The so called trouble makers and risk takers, who make the REAL one's frown.
The anti-hero and upstager-zero no doubt have arrived on cue,
everyone's friend, anyone she can defend, is definitely here too.
So listen hard, and don't be daft.
This lot here's a pain in the ass.