Fan-Fiction
Preface:
Walking through walls
Draco and I looked at the brick wall.
"Well? How do we get to the platform?" I said, impatient, wanting to get on the train.
"You walk through the wall."
"Draco, you can't walk through walls." I said, laughing.
"Oh yeah? Watch me." I stood there, growing more annoyed by the second. I watched his pale face smirk at me as he turned and headed straight for the solid brick wall. "You're an idiot.." I thought, silently laughing at my friend. Soon he was gone though, so I followed his example and walked through the barrier. It was like there was nothing at all, and I was soon met by a gleaming red train sparkling in the morning sunlight.
"Wow…" I said, staring up at it. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
"Welcome to Platform nine and three quarters, Violet." It was so… beautiful. "Come on, let's go find a compartment." I nodded, smiling, and walked onto the train. I tightened my scarf around my neck- scarlet and gold- and walked a few feet behind Draco.
Well, no, he and his parents weren't exactly happy that I was sorted into Gryffindor, what with me being related to Salazar Slytherin. They expected me to be in Slytherin, like my father, my uncle, and most of my true family. When my parents died, I was adopted by a family of pure-blood wizards, the Menix family. Their friends adopted a little girl, Sandy, but she went as Alice. I had lived next door to her my whole life, and we were like sisters. On July 6th, 2010, I got a letter in the mail addressed from Hogwarts. She and I thought it was too good to be true, until she and our little brother also got them.
Long story short, my parents wanted me to go- but her parents didn't want her or our brother to. Why they wanted me to go is beyond me- maybe because all my relatives- and my biological parents- went there. My godmother's sister and husband were happy to take me in- Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy. No, it isn't the warmest or most loving place to be, but hey, it's really nice of them. Everyone thought I would be in Slytherin, like my whole family. But no. I was sorted into Gryffindor house the day the letter came, and Sandy into Ravenclaw. Our little brother would be in his first year, so he would be part of the sorting ceremony.
That is, if they magically end up going.