Okay…so my last Harry fic sucked bum. So I'm writing a new one. So they're all grown up, Harry married Ginny, Ron married Hermione. They all have kids that go to Hogwarts, and this is their story. Oh yeah. Sirius never died. (Crappy summary…but read the story.)
--SC19
Disclaimer: so I don't own HP, GW, RW, HG, but I do own Rachel, Victoria, Josh, and Mitchell. I don't own Hogwarts sadly. It's JK Rowling's.
Rachel stood at platform 9 and ¾, waiting for her brother to say goodbye to their parents.
"Rachie, be good! Don't get in too much trouble." Her dad called, brushing his messy black hair out of his eyes. She grinned at him.
"No promises Daddy! Bye Mum! See you at Christmas! C'mon Josh! Let's go!" She grabbed her brother's arm and pulled him through the barrier. On the other side she saw her best friend and cousin, Victoria, brushing her long brown hair out of her eyes and grinning.
"Rach! C'mon! Let's go…we're gonna miss the train." Standing beside Victoria was her brother Mitchell. The four kids (Rach, Vic, Josh, and Mitch,) boarded the train. It was their second year at Hogwarts, School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Josh and Mitchell although they had adopted the looks of their fathers, were nothing like them. They were good kids, who got their homework done, and hadn't had a detention yet. Rachel and Victoria on the other hand took after their fathers. They were always getting into trouble, and were total quidditch fanatics. Sitting back into the comfortable seats, Rachel drifted off into sleep. She was spinning round and round in an empty black space, her head was throbbing, and she wanted it to end. She was trying so hard, to scream, but someone was holding on to her windpipe. All of a sudden she was being shook awake.
"Rach…the trolley's here. Want anything?" Rachel rubbed the sleep out of her eyes, yawning.
"Oh! Um I'll have some every flavored beans and three chocolate frogs please." Rachel said, trying hard to get the nightmare out of her head. As she ate the chocolate frogs, her head seemed to stop throbbing. That had been so weird. It was like someone had been spinning her round and round on a merry-go-round, while at the same time holding on to her windpipe. She shook her head, ridding it of the dream. Staring out the window she thought of what last year had been like. Victoria and her had almost gotten expelled…twice. It wasn't that they had done anything superbly horrible. It was just the Headmistress hated them. Her name was Pansy Parkinson, and she had been enemies with both their fathers and mothers when they went to Hogwarts. They had done a few minor things yes, such as sneaking out once or twice. Perhaps hexing a few students as well. Nothing major though! But Rachel had a feeling that Professor Parkinson had it in for her this year. Her dad had talked to her over the summer about being super careful and trying to be good like her brother. She had told him that if someone was being a jerk, or being mean, or she didn't like something that was going on…she would try to restrict herself, although it probably wouldn't work. At the station she had told him no promises and she meant it. She had a killer temper, and sometimes she just couldn't help it.