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Silver Seltzer was not happy. But, then again, she hardly ever was. Why should today be any different?
It was just, you know, Silver expected it to be different today. I mean, it wasn't everyday you ran away from home. Fed up with her parents' constant reprimands, she'd flown in to London from her new home in New York City. She hadn't actually expected to get lost at King's Cross, of all places.
Sighing, Silver settled herself against the barrier between Platforms 9 and 10, pulling her suitcases along. Of course she should have known. It was September 1st, all her friends would be in school, and she'd completely forgotten to exchange dollars for pounds. Wow, she was an idiot.
A throat cleared in front of her and Silver looked up. A tall, gangly redhead boy stared back at her. Silver guessed that he was about her age, and looked up at him.
"Yes?" she asked in what she hoped was a polite tone. She didn't want to have any worse luck, and this boy looked as if he could cause it.
"You're in our way," he said bluntly, gesturing his hand so she would move out of the way.
Silver glared, astonished, at the boy. She drew herself up to her full height, and the boy in front of her took a step backwards when he realized that they were the same height. "And just who do you think you are to be telling me where to go?" she demanded icily. It didn't even occur to her how she could be in their way when she was in front of a wall.
"Ron, you have to be more polite," came a higher female voice from behind. A much shorter girl with rather bushy brown hair emerged. She smiled politely at Silver. "I'm terribly sorry, he has absolutely no manners."
Silver grinned at her. "It's okay, he just startled me."
"Hermione!" the boy, Ron, yelped. "Why do I have to be polite to Muggles?"
"Muggles?・Silver pounced on the new word. "What's that?"Hermione looked decidedly uncomfortable, while Ron looked decidedly guilty.
"Well, you see.. um.. it's"
But they were saved from answering because at that very moment a face appeared behind theirs. This face, although she had not seen it in nearly 8 years, was extremely familiar to Silver.
"Oh, my god." Silver gasped. "Harry!"
The teenager stared at her. "How do you know my name?" he demanded, slightly warily.
"It's Silver! Silver Seltzer!"
A look of dawning recognition came upon Harry's face. "Silver! Wow, how have you been? I haven't seen you since.." He trailed off, ignoring the looks of curiosity on Ron and Hermione's faces.
"You two know each other?" Ron asked with a hint of incredulity in his voice.
"We were friends in elementary school," Silver replied crisply. She didn't like him. "Where are you going? Shouldn't you be in school?"
"We go to boarding school," Harry told her swiftly. "Eton. My uncle and aunt finally got sick of me."
Silver nodded understandingly. "Ooh. Dammit, I ran away from home, and now I don't have any pounds on me, just dollars and I can't get anywhere."
Harry stared. "Bloody hell. Well, I've just got my train money, so.."
Ron cleared his throat. "Guys, we're going to be late."Harry glanced apologetically at Silver. "Sorry, I've got to go."
Silver nodded. "It's okay, I'll manage. See you!"
To her surprise, they weren't going anywhere. "Guys, you can go now." They just stood there, staring uncomfortably at one another then at her. "Guys?"
A loud voice interrupted her. "Stupid Americans! Can't even hand out bank notes without losing them."
Silver glared at the woman, who fell silent. She turned back to Ron, Harry, and Hermione, and discovered that they were not there.
Startled, Silver looked around. They had completely disappeared. Sighing, she gathered her belongings when a large, burly man in a black suit shoved her against the wall. Silver prepared herself for the hard crash against the barrier. It never came.
A/N: My first HP fic. Please review!