Harry Potter Story
Prologue
Through the window, the sunlight let a soft glow illuminate the room. The dust covered bookshelf stood tall and strong in one corner of the room mirroring the purple quilted bed in the other. Dark wood floors glistened like a sheet of ice, while plain white walls brightened the room. At the foot of the bed, a rather large trunk waited ready along with an empty golden cage. A small tidy wooden desk was placed by the door, only a single book littered its soft surface.
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Suddenly a loud knock erupted on the door and a voice called through.
"Mira! Time to get up dear, you'll be late!"
A groan sounded from the purple bed which had begun to slowly move around. The person from which the voice had sounded let out an amused sigh and shuffled away. Inside the room, the lilac cover flew off the bed revealing the petit frame of a girl. Slowly the body began to stir and the girl swung her legs over the side of the bed.
At first only messy shoulder length dark brown hair was seen, but a small hand groggily brushed it away. A pair of sparkling hazel eyes appeared, along with a small straight nose and full pink lips. Her skin was slightly tanned from hours of playing quidditch in the sun with her brothers, but no freckles dotted her oval face. A small curve-less frame followed next, but of course the girl was still young. The curves would come in time.
The girl let out a sleepy yawn and was tempted to fall back asleep when another voice called up to her.
"Mira!"
"I'm up!" she yelled back.
Very slowly, she lifted herself off the mattress and slid over to the closet, where she picked out a simple pair of blue jeans and a white collared shirt. After quickly brushed her hair, she skipped over to the desk and lifted the book off the top. After a quick glance, the girl smiled and packed it away into her trunk.
Just then the door opened and a wave of blonde hair reflected the light. Blue eyes caught hers and a radiant smile escaped the woman's lips.
"Oh Mira, good you're ready. Your father is ready to come get your trunk now and we should arrive at the station early if we leave soon. Hogwarts Mina! You will love it there! I can remember…"
"Mum, please. I'm sure I will love it but if you start one of your stories we will never get around to leaving."
As wonderful as Mary Johnson was, once she started even the smallest of stories it became a great epic series that lasted forever. Mira wasn't joking when she said they would never make it to the platform in time.
"Yes, of course. Now do you have all of your things together? It won't do any good to leave something behind," Mrs. Johnston asked.
Mira rolled her eyes knowing all to well that her mother had already seen to the task of checking her trunk for everything. "Yes, I have everything. You double checked remember?"
A tiny grin graced her mother's lips before she said, "I have no idea what you are talking about Mira."
"Are you ladies done chatting or can we leave now?"
Both Mira and her mother turned their heads at the sound of the new voice to see her father beaming in the doorway. He was tall and very muscular, but Mira never thought that Auror training would do nothing. His dark brown hair matched hers, but his eyes were different. They were an unusual gold-brown colour that Mira had never seen in anyone else ever before. As far as she was concerned, they were the most beautiful eyes ever. Regretfully, she did not inherit them.
'Stupid, hazel eyes.'
"Yes, we're ready. Her trunk is here," Mary answered. Mira snapped back to the room before her to see her father already leaving the bedroom, her heavy trunk lifted in one hand. Mary Johnson was waiting patiently by the door, that wonderful smile on her face.
"Ready dear?" she asked
Mira just nodded her head and left the room she would not see until Christmas.
The trip to the station was quiet, each person lost in their own thought. Mira was beginning to doubt if Hogwarts was right in choosing her.
'What if it was a mistake?'
Don't be ridiculous! Your mother and father both went to Hogwarts, its only right that you do to.
'But what if I'm not a witch? What if it skips a generation or something?'
I'm not going to argue with you about this. You are a witch. You are going to Hogwarts. And it was not a mistake.
When they finally did reach the station, Mira was even more anxious. She was wringing her hands through nervous habit and was not at all seeing where she was going. Finally they stopped in front of the barrier dividing platforms 9 and 10…the entrance to platform 9 ¾. Casually, Mira and her parent leaned into the seemingly solid brick wall to avoid attention from Muggles. They fell through unnoticed, and Mira froze in wonder at the sight before her. A gleaming red steam engine waited on the side for students to board, the letters Hogwarts Express painted on the front. Mira was shaken from her stupor when the train let out a loud whistle.
Mark Johnson grabbed her shoulder from behind and led her forward toward the train. "Hurry Mira. Don't want to miss it," he shouted over the other voices. Mira nodded her head in understanding and pushed her way through the crowd toward the train. Once her father had loaded her luggage onto the train he walked back over to where Mira and her mother were standing.
"Mira, be safe. I know that having two brothers has made you a little bit too friendly with trouble but…" he said.
"Please be good," her mother interrupted.
"We don't want to see you in trouble, so just stick to your work."
"Which shouldn't be difficult, you'll be fine…"
"And no boys…"
Mira shouted, "MOM! DAD! Please, I'll be fine. I'll keep to my schoolwork and…"
"No boys," her father repeated.
Mira laughed at her parents. They could be ridiculous at times… most times, but she couldn't imagine her life without them.
"Right, no boys," Mira said.
The train whistle blew again and the remaining students began to board.
"Good. Now get on quickly! We'll see you at Christmas!" her mother said giving her a quick kiss on the forehead and a tight hug. After Mira pried herself from her mother's grip, she waved good-bye and dashed away for the train.
When Mira reached the train she looked around for a compartment first. Most seemed to be already occupied, and she was beginning to think she would never find one. 'I don't know anyone! What if I can't get a compartment?' she wondered. Deciding to search the train first, Mira slowly made her way down the corridor, receiving many curious looks as she passed. When she reached the last one, Mira let out a sigh. 'Well, here goes nothing.' Quietly she knocked on the door at within seconds it opened.
The girl was maybe a year older than herself and defiantly one of the prettiest people Mira had ever seen. She had shoulder length fiery red hair and brilliant green eyes. She was only a little bit taller than herself and she had pale soft white skin. The girl looked curiously at her until she finally asked, "Yes?"
Mira replied, "Oh, umm, I was wondering if you would mind to share the compartment. Everywhere else is already full."
The girl gave Mira a small smile. "Of course, come in!"
Mira smiled back and stepped into the compartment. Inside there was another girl, shorter than the first but just as pretty. She had long blonde hair, much like Mira's mother, and deep brown eyes. Although she was more tanned than the first girl, she still had the same flawless skin. Mira suddenly felt very, very small.
"My name is Lily Evans. And this is Miranda Mortisen," the first girl said while sitting down.
"Just Mandy please," laughed the second girl.
Mira smiled. They seemed like nice people, so there was no reason to worry. "I'm Mira Johnson," Mira said while sitting down opposite the two girls.
"You're a first year?" Mandy asked.
"Yes."
"Wow, you look older than that. At least our year doesn't she Lily? Oh, we're second years by the way."
"Yeah you do," Lily replied.
Mira blushed. "Thank you."
"So are you excited to be going to Hogwarts?" Lily asked.
"Oh, yeah. A little nervous too," Mira answered. It was true though. Ever since she stepped on to the platform her stomach had been in knots. But being around nice people like Lily and Mandy, she was starting to feel more comfortable.
"Well don't worry. Lily and I will help you out," Mandy said while flashing her a brilliant smile.
Mira smiled at them thankfully and the three girls continued to talk while the country hills rolled by.
They had been traveling for two hours and Mira couldn't be happier. Even if she had only just met them, she felt as if she had known Lily and Mandy forever.
She knew that Lily was muggle-born and was the only witch in her family. Mira also knew that Lily was first in their year and that she wanted to be a healer when she graduated. Her favorite candy was Sugar Quills and she absolutely hated a boy named James Potter.
"He fancies Lily. Everyone knows. Even asked her out last year!" Mandy giggled.
"Twice," Lily added annoyed.
Mira had also gotten to know Mandy as well. She was a pureblood (complete opposite of Lily) and was known as the beauty of her grade. She had been asked out by more guys than she could count on both hands.
"Well I've only been out with four!" Mandy argued.
"Don't deny it! You love being popular!" Lily laughed.
Mandy also had a huge crush on a boy called Remus Lupin who was in their year.
"He's so cute. Of course, he is really quiet, but in a shy sweet sort of way," Mandy spoke dreamily.
Lily just snickered.
They were currently talking about their favorite classes when the compartment door slid open.
"Hello ladies."
Four boys entered and took seats in the compartment. Lily glared at the boy who spoke, and Mira guessed who he was.
Lily sighed, "Potter."
James Potter was tall with messy jet black hair. He just smiled as if he didn't hear the disgust when Lily had said his name and took a close seat beside her.
"How was your summer Lily?" he asked.
"Fine," she answered shortly while trying to shift away from him.
Mandy was trying to talk to another boy in the compartment. Actually it was more of a one-sided conversation. Mandy did the talking while the boy just nodded his head. Remus Lupin. He was just as tall as James; not as handsome, but still very cute. His mousy brown hair was cut short and his brown eyes were filled with wisdom and pain. Mira couldn't help but feel sorry for Mandy. She was trying so hard and Remus just barely noticed.
Lily, who had finally convinced James to stop asking her questions, turned to Mira.
"Mira this is Potter. Potter this is Mira Johnson," she said.
James rolled his eyes. "Why can't you use my first name Lily? And it's a pleasure to meet you Mira," he said before turning his attention back to Lily.
Mira suddenly felt like she was being watched and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Chancing a quick glance around the compartment, she noticed Lily furiously trying to ignore James (who was nearly on top of her), Mandy still trying to engage Remus in conversation, and a shorter, squatter boy looking on amusedly. That's when she saw him. He was spread out on the seat in the corner by himself, just lounging and looking quite relaxed. In Mira's opinion, there was only one word to describe him. Gorgeous. He seemed to be fairly tall, a few inches taller than her, with a slight tan to his skin. His long dark hair fell softly across his forehead and his shining grey eyes were looking right at her. What?!
'Oh my goodness, he's looking at me what do I do?'
Mira blushed under his gaze and he grinned wickedly. Swiftly he stood and then planted himself in the seat beside her.
"Hey."
"Hi," Mira replied nervously.
"I'm Sirius Black."
"Mira Johnson."
"So…you're a first year?" he asked her, his beautiful eyes sparkling.
Mira nearly melted, but somehow regained her composure.
"Umm, yes. I am."
Sirius looked away thoughtfully for a moment, as if carefully deciding what to say next. Mira looked curiously at him, but he then turned back to her and grinned devilishly.
"You're a very pretty first year."
And she was never the same again.
