"Kiana, stop it!" I snapped at my friend. She was my best friend, but she could get really annoying. Kiana Gates, a girl with light brown hair and green eyes. She looked sweet, but she could break a bone as though she was breaking a pretzel stick. If you're wondering why I know this... I'd prefer not to go there.
Kiana was currently flinging chocolate frogs all around the little compartment, letting them loose all over. They kept jumping into my long, black hair.
As soon as I got loose of all the frogs I quickly opened the compartment door, flung myself out, and shut it. I felt someone grab my arm and help me off up the floor. I looked up to see familiar bright blue eyes staring back at me. I immediately knew who it was.
"Fred." I said, barely above a whisper. I felt my arm tingle a little where his hand was. We stood there staring at each other until there was a banging on the compartment door next to us. It was Kiana, and she was beginning to be overpowered by the chocolate frogs. She fell to the floor, the frogs swarming her.
"I'm debating not helping her... it's kind of hysterical." I said, smirking a little. Fred chuckled a little. I felt tension growing between us the more we stood there. I finally decided to open the door and help. It was the same process of getting out. Open the door, jump in, close the door.
I jumped for the window, opening it and shoving some of the frogs out. Though it didn't help much. There were still tons left inside, clear of the window. They began to overpower me as well when the door opened.
The frogs went flying out. In a couplr minutes all but a few were gone and now jumping all over the train. I looked at the doorway and saw none other than the red-headed idiot named Fred.
"Fred! Why would you do that? What good is it to have them out there?" I shouted. Fred took a step back, looking offended and shocked.
"Hey, I just saved your life!" He said. I rolled my eyes.
"Oh yeah. What's the worst those things can do, melt in my mouth?" I argued. Fred sighed and walked away from the doorway and down the train.
I realized that I had been a little harsh and walked after him. I stopped him about halfway down the train and grabbed his arm. He went to pull it away but I tightened my grip.
"Fred... I'm sorry. I was just a little frustrated at Kiana releasing all those frogs in the compartment. I shouldn't have taken it out on you." I said. Fred rolled his eyes slightly.
"Oh wow, a Slytherin actually apologizing as if she means it." Fred said.
"I do mean it!" I snapped. Fred laughed sarcastically.
"Sure you do." He said, walking down the hallway again. I went after him again, this time walking in front of him and stopping.
"What exactly is that supposed to mean?" I questioned. Fred took a while to answer.
"I don't exactly believe everything you say. Not only are you a Slytherin, you also..." He stopped himself, shaking his head. He tried to go around me but I continued to block his way.
"I also what?" I demanded. Fred sighed and looked down at the ground. When he looked back up I could have sworn I saw tears in his eyes, but they were gone the second they showed up.
"Before the sorting you, George, and me all promised each other we would be friends no matter what house we got put in. You got put in Slytherin, found Kiana and stopped talking to both of us completely." He said.
"What does that have to do with this?" I asked, trying not to think about all that had happened in the last five years.
"You lied to me then. You lied to me about something that was very important to me, our friendship. So how do I know you're not lying about this?" He asked. This time there was definitely tears in his eyes.
"Fred..." I started. He cut me off by pushing me to the side and walking past me. I didn't try going after him.
A couple seconds after Fred left, the train completely stopped and went dark. I felt a cold wind and turned around to see a large black shape come towards me.
The next thing I knew I was on the ground with the black figure hovering over me. The last thing I remembered seeing before passing out was a flash of a bright, white light.