A/N- this is a fic that I dreamed of so it's a little odd but fun. It's CO
authored with MeiDarkreign and AnDrEwSrObOt.
Disclaimer: It's all J.K. Rowling! She's so bloody awesome! (Yes I can say bloody because I'm English)
This Chapter was written by: AnDrEwSrObOt
The scenery passed by quickly. The compartment was big enough to hold about four people comfortably. It was the third to the last car in the fifth compartment where the story began.
Marc, Mary, Sangeeta, and Rachel were new comers, or as the Hogwarts students said, first years.
Marc was British like the others. He was at an average height of 5'3". He had short, black hair that he gelled to the core to make the front stand on end. His eyes were black and he was a "pure-blood" as he put it. He was kind though, but a little slow like most boys.
Mary was the sweetest girl, but the kind you did not want to get angry. She had a short temper but rarely lashed out physically. Her appearance was of normal standards. Long blonde hair, blue eyes that changed as her mood progressed, and about 5'5" in height. She was considered a "mudblood" but she was raised by a wizarding family. She was also very smart because her family made her study over the summer holidays.
Sangeeta was nice, spoke her opinion and was an all around great friend. She loved flying brooms and muggle studies. She had long black hair that was mostly tied back on her head. She wore thin-framed glasses but didn't mind showing them off. Her eyes were black but she wore gold contacts sometimes. She was on the shorter side, about 5'2" but still growing. Her family had one wizard father and one vela mother. She had 6 brothers and sisters, but she was the only one at Hogwarts.
Rachel on the other hand was a real character. She loved talking but hated to, call it her own paranoia. Her hair was shoulder-length, blood-red hair that was always the same style. Her eyes were blue with a hint of green. She was 5'6" and proud of it. Her dad was an American and her mum was an English witch. Rachel didn't care about stereotypes and people, and always spoke her mind.
"Would you like anything off the trolley?" said a French accent.
"Chocolate frogs please" said Marc looking at Rachel with an evil sparkle in his eyes.
"Do you know how nasty you are? I hate you and frogs!" Rachel said putting her knees up to her chest.
"Oh come on, one they're not real! Two, frogs are the least bit scary, and three you need to bloody GROW UP!" shouted Mary.
"We can always count on you to be honest" Sangeeta said sarcastically.
The trolley women gave them their orders and set off down the train. The compartment was silent for a few minutes until they heard a loud knocking on the door, which was currently locked. Mary threw open the door and was greeted by three new faces.
"I'm sorry to intrude but there is absolutely no room in any other compartment" said a bushy haired girl with friendly but controlled eyes.
"Fine, sit down and don't talk to me." Mary said as she plopped down next to Marc.
"It's that time of the month for her." Marc explained to the three currently sitting right across from him.
Mary acted on instinct and bopped Marc on the back of the head. Marc let out a girlish little scream and they started to have a slap fight with their hands.
"Anyway," Sangeeta began, "Hi, I'm Sangeeta, that's Rachel," she pointed to the girl that was sitting next to the window, " And the two slappy-people are Marc and Mary."
"Hullo, I'm Ron, this is Hermione," then he tried to whisper, "she's the mental one," Hermione slapped him, "And this is Harry Potter" he pointed to the boy sitting next to Rachel.
Marc and Mary stopped hitting each other and looked at Harry with bewilderment.
"No way!" said Marc.
"Wicked!" Sangeeta muttered.
"You're really Harry Potter?!" Mary asked nicely. Which rarely happened, mind you.
"Well Harry is a nice name " Rachel said not having a clue what was going on, because she lived in Egypt her whole life.
"Have you all met before or something?" Rachel asked. Everyone looked at her like she grew a brain.
"You really don't know who I am?" Harry asked.
"Bloody hell, I've been living in Egypt my whole life. I've never had contact with the outside world!" Rachel cried.
"That's obvious" Ron muttered under his breath. Rachel gave Ron a glare that could kill."I'll explain he's the famous boy who lived."
"Well nice to meet you," she shook his hand, "famous boy who lived and who is now living!"
Harry chuckled a little. He turned to Sangeeta whose mouth was wide open. He waved his hand in front of her face.
"Don't worry, she'll be fine, eventually" Marc sighed.
"So Ron, do you fly?" Marc asked.
"What kind of teenage wizard doesn't!" Ron answered. They both started laughing. Everyone rolled their eyes at the lame so called joke.
"Right," Hermione started, "We should get into our school robes now."
Ron and Marc grumbled but did as Hermione said. Soon after, the train slowed down, eventually stopping completely. The seven climbed off the train together and went to where Hagrid was shouting "First 'ears 'his way!"
They all got into a boat waiting for their slow journey to start. The water was a deep black, an account of the darkened sky above. The water splashed quietly against the outside of the boat. I t created a calmed atmosphere. The sight ahead was extraordinary, the castle was lit up beautifully. Every inch and angle was captured, it was a comely sight.
The boys were enthralled at the sight. While Mary kept looking at her watch and tapping the boat with boredom, Sangeeta was staring at Rachel, who was staring at a cute boy with white-blonde hair and silver- blue eyes. He returned the look and Rachel blushed. Sangeeta smiled to herself. This was going to be one 'fun' year.
TBC
A/N- thanks for reading PLEASE review!
Disclaimer: It's all J.K. Rowling! She's so bloody awesome! (Yes I can say bloody because I'm English)
This Chapter was written by: AnDrEwSrObOt
The scenery passed by quickly. The compartment was big enough to hold about four people comfortably. It was the third to the last car in the fifth compartment where the story began.
Marc, Mary, Sangeeta, and Rachel were new comers, or as the Hogwarts students said, first years.
Marc was British like the others. He was at an average height of 5'3". He had short, black hair that he gelled to the core to make the front stand on end. His eyes were black and he was a "pure-blood" as he put it. He was kind though, but a little slow like most boys.
Mary was the sweetest girl, but the kind you did not want to get angry. She had a short temper but rarely lashed out physically. Her appearance was of normal standards. Long blonde hair, blue eyes that changed as her mood progressed, and about 5'5" in height. She was considered a "mudblood" but she was raised by a wizarding family. She was also very smart because her family made her study over the summer holidays.
Sangeeta was nice, spoke her opinion and was an all around great friend. She loved flying brooms and muggle studies. She had long black hair that was mostly tied back on her head. She wore thin-framed glasses but didn't mind showing them off. Her eyes were black but she wore gold contacts sometimes. She was on the shorter side, about 5'2" but still growing. Her family had one wizard father and one vela mother. She had 6 brothers and sisters, but she was the only one at Hogwarts.
Rachel on the other hand was a real character. She loved talking but hated to, call it her own paranoia. Her hair was shoulder-length, blood-red hair that was always the same style. Her eyes were blue with a hint of green. She was 5'6" and proud of it. Her dad was an American and her mum was an English witch. Rachel didn't care about stereotypes and people, and always spoke her mind.
"Would you like anything off the trolley?" said a French accent.
"Chocolate frogs please" said Marc looking at Rachel with an evil sparkle in his eyes.
"Do you know how nasty you are? I hate you and frogs!" Rachel said putting her knees up to her chest.
"Oh come on, one they're not real! Two, frogs are the least bit scary, and three you need to bloody GROW UP!" shouted Mary.
"We can always count on you to be honest" Sangeeta said sarcastically.
The trolley women gave them their orders and set off down the train. The compartment was silent for a few minutes until they heard a loud knocking on the door, which was currently locked. Mary threw open the door and was greeted by three new faces.
"I'm sorry to intrude but there is absolutely no room in any other compartment" said a bushy haired girl with friendly but controlled eyes.
"Fine, sit down and don't talk to me." Mary said as she plopped down next to Marc.
"It's that time of the month for her." Marc explained to the three currently sitting right across from him.
Mary acted on instinct and bopped Marc on the back of the head. Marc let out a girlish little scream and they started to have a slap fight with their hands.
"Anyway," Sangeeta began, "Hi, I'm Sangeeta, that's Rachel," she pointed to the girl that was sitting next to the window, " And the two slappy-people are Marc and Mary."
"Hullo, I'm Ron, this is Hermione," then he tried to whisper, "she's the mental one," Hermione slapped him, "And this is Harry Potter" he pointed to the boy sitting next to Rachel.
Marc and Mary stopped hitting each other and looked at Harry with bewilderment.
"No way!" said Marc.
"Wicked!" Sangeeta muttered.
"You're really Harry Potter?!" Mary asked nicely. Which rarely happened, mind you.
"Well Harry is a nice name " Rachel said not having a clue what was going on, because she lived in Egypt her whole life.
"Have you all met before or something?" Rachel asked. Everyone looked at her like she grew a brain.
"You really don't know who I am?" Harry asked.
"Bloody hell, I've been living in Egypt my whole life. I've never had contact with the outside world!" Rachel cried.
"That's obvious" Ron muttered under his breath. Rachel gave Ron a glare that could kill."I'll explain he's the famous boy who lived."
"Well nice to meet you," she shook his hand, "famous boy who lived and who is now living!"
Harry chuckled a little. He turned to Sangeeta whose mouth was wide open. He waved his hand in front of her face.
"Don't worry, she'll be fine, eventually" Marc sighed.
"So Ron, do you fly?" Marc asked.
"What kind of teenage wizard doesn't!" Ron answered. They both started laughing. Everyone rolled their eyes at the lame so called joke.
"Right," Hermione started, "We should get into our school robes now."
Ron and Marc grumbled but did as Hermione said. Soon after, the train slowed down, eventually stopping completely. The seven climbed off the train together and went to where Hagrid was shouting "First 'ears 'his way!"
They all got into a boat waiting for their slow journey to start. The water was a deep black, an account of the darkened sky above. The water splashed quietly against the outside of the boat. I t created a calmed atmosphere. The sight ahead was extraordinary, the castle was lit up beautifully. Every inch and angle was captured, it was a comely sight.
The boys were enthralled at the sight. While Mary kept looking at her watch and tapping the boat with boredom, Sangeeta was staring at Rachel, who was staring at a cute boy with white-blonde hair and silver- blue eyes. He returned the look and Rachel blushed. Sangeeta smiled to herself. This was going to be one 'fun' year.
TBC
A/N- thanks for reading PLEASE review!