Adventure 1: Part 1
Neville's Toad
One bright September morning, I was sitting by a window re-reading Harry Potter for the zillionth time, when all of a sudden I heard the whistle and clickity-clack of a train and my seat suddenly felt like it was moving. Looking up from my book I realized that I was seated in a train! Suddenly the compartment door was flung open and a girl with bushy brown hair and large front teeth was staring at me. Behind her was a round, whimpering boy.
"Have you seen a toad?" the girl asked. "Neville has lost his."
"Excuse me?" I asked. I couldn't believe it. I was just reading this part in the book and here Hermione was, actually asking me the very same question!
"A toad," she said again, with an impatient edge. "It is lost."
"N-no, I'm afraid I haven't."
Sighing heavily, Hermione and Neville turned to leave but she turned back to say one more thing.
"We should be arriving soon, I would change into my robes if I were you," and before I knew it, she was gone.
I stood, staring into the hallway for a moment, then I slid the door closed and began looking about the small room for a robe. I found a trunk with my name on it (can you believe it?) and pulled out a robe. Just as I was pulling it on, the compartment door slid open again and three boys entered. The one in the middle had slicked back, blonde hair and I instantly knew I had just come to face with Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle. I couldn't help it…I squealed in delight.
"Come off it. It's only a toad." Draco drawled as his henchmen cackled quietly behind him.