Disclaimer: All recognizable characters, scenes, and places are not mine, nor are they Emilie's, they belong the the great, the fantastic, the immortal, J.K. Rowling. The only things that belong to me (or Emilie) are those unfamiliar characters, scenes, and places.
Summary: This story is about how high emotional states, hate, love, and all that jazz, are so close to each other that they can change in a heartbeat. Through everything that happens in this story, people who love each other start to hate each other, and people who hate each other start to love each other. More or less.
"Give it back!" I cried, jumping up to try to get the book that had been levitated off of my lap where I had been happily reading it. I quit trying to jump, realizing quickly that it was useless unless I managed to jump to the roof of the compartment, which even for a witch is impossible without some sort of flying device or heaps of training.
"You're in our compartment." Blaise sneered, his dark eyes glittering dangerously as he made the book do spirals above my head. I had to stop myself from crying by reminding myself that fifteen year old students at Hogwarts don't cry.
"It's just a compartment! Get another one! I was here first." I said, stomping my foot, the only sign of anger that anyone could ever manage to make me show.
"One small problem with that." He said, glancing up at the book he was floating above my head as I reached for my wand. "We're bigger than you and we want this compartment." I found my wand where I had known it would be in the pocket of my jeans. I pulled it out and quickly thought of which charm would get me my book back, when my wand was blasted out of my hand.
"Honestly, pipsqueak, get out of our compartment before we incendio that book of yours." Draco drawled lazily, his wand twirled in his hand momentarily before pointing up at the book above my head. My face flushed, and I just turned, grabbing my wand again.
"Come on guys, leave the armrest alone." Emilie Snape said as she stood behind Draco, her arms across her chest as she looked at me. I just muttered the countercharm, getting my book back, and grabbing my suitcase from where I'd put it on the lowest shelf, where I could just reach it. I promptly exited the compartment, muttering to myself as I did.
I knew that by now there'd be no more empty compartments, so I started instead looking for a compartment with people I knew. I saw Ginny up ahead, going into a compartment, and I walked up to her.
"Hey Rose." She smiled at me and held the compartment door open for me. I stepped in and noticed the Gryffindor 'dream team', as well as Luna, who was in my dormitory.
"Hey." Everyone smiled at me and I smiled back, sitting next to Luna, who apart from Ginny was the only person I really knew in this compartment.
Luna smiled at me and started humming a song that was vaguely familiar. I think I'd heard it on the radio that morning as my mother rushed me to Kings Cross. I levitated my suitcase up to the top shelf, the only available one, and opened my standard book of spells grade six.
Hermione, sitting across from me must have noticed it, because her eyebrows shot up looking at me.
"Excuse me, how old are you?" She asked me, nodding her head at the book I was reading.
"Fifteen." I said, beginning to read, finding my place automatically. "I turn sixteen this year though. I've just been moved up to sixth grade potions and charms, so I'm re-reading my books." I said, turning the page.
"Really? You look a lot... younger." Hermione said, shifting uncomfortably. I couldn't help but get the vibe off of her that she was envious that I had been moved up into the next year for some classes while she had stayed in the same year. I just nodded and continued reading.
"We're going to be in all of the same classes." Ginny said and I could just hear Hermione's head snap around.
"What?" Hermione asked, the breath coming out through her teeth.
"I got moved up for potions and charms too." Ginny said, her freckled skin flushing as Hermione looked like she was about to reach across and kill her friend.
There was an almost restrictive silence in the compartment for a while as I sat reading. Luna took a Quibbler out of her bag, and took out a pair of what looked like glasses with spirals on them, to read it.
After a while I think Hermione picked up a book of her own and started reading. Ron and Harry began playing exploding snap and Neville began reading a book about Herbology, I didn't quite catch the title. Ginny played with her pygmy puff.
I finished the chapter just at eleven o'clock, when the train started taking off. Looking out of the window, I bookmarked the chapter I was up to and levitated it up to my suitcase.
"Wanna play with us?" Harry asked me, noticing that I wasn't reading any more. I nodded and moved over to where he sat with Ron, using a large book they had hovering between them as the table.
"What do you do?" I asked, as they dealt out the cards. Ginny put her pygmy puff down and joined us, making it four people playing.
"You wait until there are two of the same card on top of each other and you snap. If no one gets it soon enough the cards explode." Ron explained as he counted out Ginny's cards. I nodded, understanding the concept.
Harry started putting out a two. I put a three on top and Ron put a seven on top. And so on. Ron ended up winning. I came third, only because Harry kept on losing his chances at snapping by looking away from the cards at me. Ginny looked up at me occasionally too, while Ron never took his eyes off of the cards, which I think is probably the reason he won.
"We'll be late if we don't leave right now." Hermione said, standing up and looking at her watch. "Well, we're already late, but we'll be even more late if we don't leave now." She said, pinning the prefect badge to the robe I hadn't noticed she'd changed into.
I jumped up quickly, grabbing my robes and prefect badge from my suitcase, levitating them down to me. Ginny grabbed her own as well, and the four of us, Hermione, Ron, Ginny and myself headed towards the prefects carriage.
A/N: Thank you for reading up until this point. The next chapter will be from Emilie's point of view. Please reviews, not a requirement, I'm not going to threaten or bribe you, but all criticism, what you liked, what you didn't like, what you don't understand, any spelling mistakes I may possibly have made, it's great when I have a review, and I can edit/update to make it even better :D. That being said, I'll give you all cookies if you reply :3. And I'll respond to your reviews in the next chapter I post up (which won't be the next one).
In any case, I hope you liked it, and the next chapter should be up shortly :3 -R.V.E