Breaking News: Harry Potter does not belong to me. If it belonged to me, right now I'd probably be touring the world in a private jet loaded with donuts and garlic bread. But that's just me. :D Anyways, the idea is mine and read and review. Don't care if anyone criticizes or gives me some advice, but there's always a nice way to say it, ok? 'k.
Albus Potter gazed in utter awe at the sights passing before him. The vegetation looked a heavenly green and the grandiose oak trees, towering over all forms of life, seemed as if they were never going to end. He could see the infamous Black Lake, looking deadly with its impossible depth and darkness, and yet beautiful as it shimmered in the sun's glow.
He leaned back into the plush seat of his compartment, and watched his red-haired cousin, Rose Weasley, engrossed in Hogwarts: The Creators, that had been written by his Aunt Hermione as a sequel to Hogwarts: A History.
At an attempt to make conversation, he asked, " Is it good?"
Rose looked up. "What?" she asked irritably.
"The book. Is it any good?" he repeated.
Rose shrugged and went back to her book.
Albus sighed and leaned back. So far, it had been a pretty boring ride. He couldn't join his older brother, James, who had explained to him, that that it was clearly stated in the Book of Life that little brothers were not allowed to trail after their older brothers in school.
Of course, there had been a little doubt in Albus' mind about the validity of his brother's comment when he asked his brother if he could see the book and his brother had told him that he didn't have it But the doubt had soon disappeared when James let him in on the secret that the book was secretly hidden in a vault under Texas.
It was as Albus was wondering what Texas looked like that the compartment door slid open and a bright face, with thick blonde hair, popped in. "Hey. I was wondering if I could share this compartment with you guys? Every one else is full...," he trailed off, looking at Albus with a hopeful expression.
Albus glanced at Rose, who hadn't even looked up, and nodded at the boy, who settled down gratefully next to him.
"Thanks, mate. I'm Vlad, by the way, it's short for Vladimir," He held out his hand cheerfully.
"I'm Albus," he replied, shaking Vlad's outstretched hand.
"Awesome name. So...you're a first year, right?"
"Yeah," Albus answered. "You?"
"Same. Exhilerating, don't you think? New school. Dont know what to expect," Vlad said solemnly.
"Yeah, exciting," Albus said wryly.
"Who's that?" Vlad asked, gesturing towards Rose with his head.
Before Albus could answer, Rose answered, " My name's Rose Weasly, if it's any of your business. And just so you know, I have no intention of being your friend, or you being mine. So I would prefer you just stayed out of my business and left me alone," saying all of this without a glance up from her book.
"What's her problem?" Vlad muttered to Albus, who shrugged meekly.
This was followed by a long silence. Albus returned his gaze to the scenery outside and Vlad took to humming silently, while Rose, obviously, continued her reading.
Then, suddenly, there was a loud THUD! on the roof of the train. The train jerked to a halt. Vlad and Albus glanced at each other and then hurried to the door of the compartment, wrenching it open. A huge crowd of people stood under something and the pair pushed through the spectators to the center. Albus' eyes widened as he gaped at the bend in the train's roof. It looked like something extremely heavy had landed on the roof and pushed the metal down.
"What d'you reckon it is?" Vlad whispered.
Albus didn't answer because at that moment, there was another THUD!, about a yard away, resulting in the the collapse of another part of the train's roof. And then another, even farther away from the original. Whatever was on top of the train was moving.
The crowd went crazy, struggling and jostling each other so they could follow whatever was on top of the train. The creature went as far as the front of the train and then stopped. The spectators went silent, listening. Everyone started whispering, wondering where the creature had gone. Some had their wands out, ready to fight, in case the creature entered the train.
A minute later, the door to the control room of the train opened, and several people shrieked and backed away. A tall, pale man, the conductor, closed the door behind him and told the crowd, in a shaky voice, "The thing that was on top of the train's gone. Everyone get back to your compartments. In a few minutes, we'll be setting off again."
Reluctantly, the crowd slowly disappeared, some disappointed-and some incredibly relieved- about the lack of action.
Albus and Vlad made their way back to their compartment, where Rose was sitting, apparently petrified.
"That was amazing!" Vlad whispered loudly, as he settled back into is seat.
"Yeah, but I wonder what it was," Albus mused. He knew that he'd been scared to death, but he couldn't help wondering what the creature had been.
"Dunno," Vlad shrugged, "probably some crazy animal."
"An animal with human feet?" Albus asked skeptically.
"What?" Vlad asked, confused.
"Didn't you see the shape of the pushed down metal? It was shaped like two human feet!"
"So-you think a really fat person jumped onto our roof? Yeah, that's totally realistic, Al," Vlad said, snickering.
"Look, I dunno what it was either. I'm just telling you what I saw. Whatever that thing was, it had human feet," Albus said, slightly angry now.
"He's right," Rose said, to both Albus' and Vlad's surprise. "I wasn't very close, but I-I think Albus is right. It had five toes on each foot."
Albus could tell that Vlad still didn't believe him, but he decided to give it up. "Forget it. It dosn't matter anymore. The thing's gone. No harm done," he said in what he hoped was a cheerful voice.
Vlad shrugged, but Rose sat rigid in her seat and Albus knew that she was thinking the same thing he was: What had that thing been? And if it been a human, how could it possibly have had that much strength?
Although Albus didn't know it, he had been very wrong when he'd said there'd been no harm done. The window in the front of the train had been smashed by the creature and he'd entered the control room of the train. There was still wet blood on the floor of the control room.
The conductor of the train, a Squib, had witnessed the murder of his fellow operators, his friends, and it was only by sheer luck, and the fact that creature's stomach was full after devouring his friends, that the conductor had been left alive.
The man had been shaken and it had been only by instinct that he managed to get the train to the Hogwarts platform. The first chance he'd gotten, he'd informed the headmistress of what had happend on the train.
A few hours later, the man was found, dead, apparently having drank rat poison and committed suicide. The man knew that he'd be haunted forever by what had happend on the train and he had decided to take the easy way out. ©
I'm sure most everyone knows where I am going with this, or at least what the 'creature' is. Hee, hee. Some people might find this a little random but whatever. I write what I want to write. :D
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