Aurthor's Note: I had fixed a few problems that were noticeable and changed something about George Jr's name. I fixed the eye colour problems with Albus and had officially changed J.R. into Jar with reason. Please R&R
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Albus boarded the train and looked back at his parents, just before the door closed. With smiling faces, they waved their son good-bye wishing him all the luck and happiness one could hope for their child. Albus nearly pressed his face against the glass as he watched his parent's smiling faces fade away to become apart of the mass that was their figure until even their outlines shrunk and disappeared from sight. The train jerked a little bit, forcing Albus to throw his arms out and grab hold of anything that would prevent him from falling.
"You plan on staying here for the entire ride?" James called out, passing by just as his brother had regained his balance.
"I was just saying bye to Mum and Dad," Albus snapped at his older brother, trying to act tough around him. James sighed and ruffled Al's hair before making his way back to his seat.
"Wait," Albus darted towards James, grabbing him by the cloak. "Where am I suppose to sit?" "Anywhere you want, really, as long as there's an empty spot.""Can I sit with you?""No," James replied sternly and ducked into one of the many cabins where he was greeted with the smiling faces of all his second year friends.
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Why not?" protested Albus as he stood in the doorframe, glaring at James. Despite being brothers, the two boys had very different features, making it easy to tell them apart. James Sirius, the older of the two, was born with his father's jet black hair and his mother's blue grey eyes. His hair was always kept short and, much like his father, needed glasses to correct his vision. His cheeks were decorated lightly with a few freckles but not enough to look out of place. Albus on the other hand, was born with more Weasley features. His face was nearly covered with freckles and his firey red hair was unmanageable, sticking out at all ends. The one thing he had gotten from his father though was his piercing green eyes that shone like emeralds. The structure of his nose was lightly thinner compared to James as well, but in the end they were related.
"Albus," James sighed and approached the sliding door, standing nearly an inch away from his brother, "go find some first years to be friends with." With that, the door slid shut and Albus couldn't help but watch his brother return to his friend's side as they laughed and giggled about things. Feeling rejected, Albus made his way down the narrow hallway, darting his eyes back and forth, trying to find a place that appeared vacant. Hopelessness was starting to set in, as he found that nearly all the compartments were already full of students chatting away and catching up with each other. Discussing things they had done and places they had visited over the summer holidays. Approaching the end of the first trolly car, Albus was caught off guard when a pair of arms reached out and grabbed him from the side. Startled, he gave a short scream before he was forced into a dark cabin and the door slid shut soon after. A hand was held over his mouth as the other stranger's arm was wrapped around his waist, holding him down and firmly into place.
"Say Uncle," the voice growled as Albus thrashed about. Eventually he managed to hit his abductor hard enough for the stranger to let go of him. Bolting up, Albus groped around bindly looking for the light to reveil his attacker's face. A thin string hung from the roof. Quickly and desperately, Albus pulled it and light flooded into the small cabin. Was a girl giggling so hard, she had to cover her mouth with her hand as to not discrupt the other cabins with her laughter and a boy who was rubbing his jaw. "Holy, Albus. I didn't think you'd flip out that much," the boy groaned. He was the same age as Albus but had a sleeker, thinner build. His short black hair appeared to absorb all light and his face was long and narrow. Looking up with almond shaped eye, he met Albus' with his own dull green ones.
"Thomas, you git!" Albus tackled the boy and the two wrestled for a bit on the seat, with Thomas laughing and mocking Albus about how scared. Albus on the other hand, attacking the other with no excuse for his actions.
At his point, the girl couldn't hold back her laughter anymore and shrieked at the sight before her. The boys stopped their horse playing and Albus shoved Thomas a final time before looking at the new face. "Who are you?"
Recovering from the attack, Thomas turned to the stranger and introduced her, "Albus, this is Lenore." He was still short of breath but one deep breath and exhale soon cured that. The girl faced Albus and held out her hand, very properly. Her hair was white blond, easily matching the colour of her pale skin. Yet despite her pale features, her eyes were a very dark and heavy, chestnut colour. Her hair was kept loose and fell straight all the way down her back. Her nose was small and her eyes were not completely open, giving her a very drowsy appearance.
"It's very nice to meet you, Albus," she softly replied as their hands shook.
"It's nice to meet you too. How did you two meet?"
Thomas opened his mouth to answer but was cut off by Lenore, who smiled softly and her voice carried a chirp,
"Oh he offered a seat to me. All the other cabins were either filled or people who obviously knew each other. It would have felt very awkward being in a room of people who didn't know who you were."
Albus couldn't help but to just nod in agreement. He had found himself in the exact same place when he was walking through the train car. All those students talking with each other, laughing and gossiping until -
"That's right," he shouted and stared down Thomas, who was looking through a bag to see if he could find anything to eat.
"Why did you decide to abduct me like that? Wouldn't have been easier to just open the door and say 'Hey, get in here'?" Fishing out a tangerine, Thomas shook his head as he began to peel the tiny fruit.
"What fun would that have been? Besides, I needed to get you back after what you pulled on me in the summer when we were exploring in the old woods."
Albus opened his mouth to rebuttal against Thomas' excuse when Lenore leaned forward, placing her chin on her hands as the elbows rested on her raised knees.
"You two seem very close. How long have you known each other?"
Lost for words, Albus turned to Thomas just as he was doing the same thing and together they sat staring at each other for a moment, perplexed and counting the years that have passed since they first met.
