Title: Newcomer
Rating: PG-13
Author: This is my first H.P. Fanfic, so plz be nice. R&R.
Disclaimer: Arwen is mine, everything else is owned by J. K. Rowling. Though if there's something else u recognise, then plz say
Summary: Harry is in his 5th year, and there's a new girl in school. But something about her is extremely strange. Will Harry & friends cope?
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Chapter 1: Arrival
Arwen looked nervously around the station. She could feel the eyes of curious 'muggles', as she was told to call them eyeing her with wonder. She could hear their thoughts. 'What's with all the baggage? Travelling far bird-girl?' 'Oh my God! An owl, that's so cute. I didn't know you could get owls as pets.' Sighing, Arwen blocked their thoughts from her mind. They were making her uneasy. One of her gifts was to read people's minds, but always she wished she could throw away her gift. It was nuisance.
Looking at her 'train ticket'? She looked for the sign saying 9 ¾. '8... 9... 10? Where is it? Maybe that letter was a joke? Unless owls could do practical jokes.' She had had to ask the owl what the letter was about, for she couldn't read the words.
Arwen was a loner, and had no other company but the animals around her. 'The owl was obviously special. For he could understand the letter, and knew my remarks I said in my own language.' She smiled to herself, 'he was good company'. He had taught her to read by using his mind. 'No matter what language you speak, the mind is spoken in the same tongue.' And he opened his mind to her, to gain the knowledge.
'Well, maybe reading minds wasn't such a nuisance after all.' Stopping now, with a frown planted obviously on her face, she once again freed her mind to find someone, who might know of the platform she was to take. With no such luck, she sat down on her trolley. Absently stroking the owl beside her, she wondered on what to do.
She had come all this way, to be stuck in some crowded place, where she was already receiving some strange looks already. Looking at the round device the owl called a 'clock', she could see the train would leave in '... ten minutes! Oh God!' Suddenly she felt as if she would collapse and cry. She should never of come here...
"Oh Ron, do hurry up, the train's about to leave!" A woman with what looked to be with about six children was hurrying towards where she sat. All of them with luggage similar to hers, and... Oh thank the gods and goddesses ever in existents, owls!
A high pitched squawking sound, sounded from Ron's cage as he franticly tried to cover the cage in what looked to be a robe. The robe slipped off, revealing a minute owl, fluttering happily around the cage.
"Pig, shut up! People are watching!" 'Pig? Doesn't look anything like a pig.' Arwen stared in amazement as the owl called Pig was once again covered by the redheaded boy's robe.
Noticing that the two who were not apart of the redheaded family were making their goodbyes, Arwen quickly stood up and pushed her trolley in their direction.
"Excuse me?" The black haired boy stopped saying his goodbyes and turned round. Arwen instantly felt small as their eyes pierced her with shocked but friendly gazes.
"Uh... Would you be going to Hogwarts?" She noticed Ron's ears were gradually growing pink. Arwen smiled inwardly, 'so I guess the owl was right. For a human, I was quite pretty'. The woman smiled warmly,
"Yes dear, are you new to Hogwarts?" Arwen smiled at her. 'I've only just met this woman, but she's really nice. I like her already.'
"Yeah, I was wondering if you could show me to the platform?" Suddenly she felt nervous. 'What if you needed magic to enter? It would certainly explain why I couldn't find the platform. Oh damn...' As if reading her thoughts, the woman smiled and put her hand on Arwen's shoulder.
"Don't worry. All you need to do is walk directly between the 9th and 10th platform, through that barrier", she pointed, "Why don't Fred and George show her the way..." Realizing this was in fact a silent command, the twins called Fred and George pushed their trolleys forward and walked towards the barrier, picking up speed, they ran at the barrier. Bracing for the impact, Arwen waited for the sound of crashing metal on stone, but it never came. For the twins had vanished into the barrier.
Arwen stared in open surprise. The bushy haired girl grinned and took her arm,
"Come on, I'll show you." Arwen followed her towards the barrier, and positioned her trolley in front of the barrier Fred and George had disappeared into.
"Just walk right through..." Taking a deep breath, Arwen pushed her trolley forward and closed her eyes, waiting for the impact, but it never came. Opening her eyes, Arwen found she was now staring at a new platform, and there was a train, which looked to be quite old, 'compared to the others', with the words 'Hogwarts Express' printed on the front.
Remembering that others will soon be coming through the barrier, she quickly stepped aside as the bushy haired girl came through the barrier, soon followed by the others and the woman.
"Have fun! And you my dear, enjoy your stay at Hogwarts", Arwen smiled a thank you, and followed the others as they entered the train. ****
As the twins and the younger girl had moved somewhere else, Arwen followed Ron, and the two others to an empty compartment. Arwen looked around nervously. She only knew about the train from what the owl had told her.
It was vibrating, with a strange humming sound, which Arwen was curious of. She hoped it wouldn't be as noticeable when they were more into the journey. Sitting at the window seat, Arwen watched as the station faded from view, and soon, countryside, and woods followed. Ron and the other boy put her luggage on the rack provided. As they sat down opposite her, with the girl beside her, she nodded her thanks.
Arwen eyed them nervously. Ron was still pink round the ears, and when she looked at him, he turned an even deeper red. The girl noticed this and frowned. She's my first friend; I am NOT loosing her to some petty jealously. Arwen stared at her face and they locked eyes. Tilting her head towards Ron, she rolled her eyes in a questioning expression as if to say 'how obvious is that?'. The girl smiled and looked away. 'Ha! I RULE at diplomacy!'
The dark haired boy held out his hand to Arwen,
"Harry Potter", Arwen took it, 'wait, what's my last name?' After a moment's hesitation, Arwen smiled,
"Arwen Battlemaiden" 'I suppose my spirit name will have to do'. Ron also held out his hand,
"Ronald Weasley. Though, you can call me Ron" Ron blushed deeply. Grinning at Ron, the girl also held out her hand,
"Hermione Granger" Arwen shook hers also,
"So where are you transferred from?" Arwen turned back to Harry, 'transferred?'
"Oh, err, I'm not a transfer," they looked surprised at this, "I guess it's cause I already knew magic, so I didn't start with you... Though I've never used a wand before." Hermione looked extremely interested,
"You do magic without a wand? What do you use then?" Maybe I shouldn't have told them that,
"Well. Me. I was born with magic..." Arwen looked at their stunned faces. 'Now they'll think I'm a freak! Damn it!' Harry looked worried and excited at same time,
"I didn't know it was possible. Though, you're right, that must be why you didn't go to Hogwarts in the first year. I mean, that's pretty... Powerful" Ron suddenly grinned,
"Don't worry Arwen, we won't tell anyone, I mean, a power like that... That is just so cool! Can you show us something?" Although they didn't say anything, Arwen could tell Harry and Hermione were as eager as Ron was. Arwen grinned,
"Sure, but it's nothing amazing, really. OK, what do you want me to...?"
Before she could say another word, the doors to the compartment were flung open, and three boys came marching into the room. Two of them were very broad, and well, big. Almost like miniature trolls. They grinned evilly at the group no longer sitting in the compartment, all with wands held ready for use. Arwen also was standing. Who ever they were, they were not friends, and instinct told her to be extremely cautious around them. But mostly of the boy the middle. Opening her eyes to a way no other human being could see, Arwen almost gasp aloud at what she saw there.
His soul was almost like a void; only a small amount, about the size of his head, (saying the soul made up the entire body) of light could be seen inside his heart. Arwen almost threw up at the amount of hatred in this boy. He was corrupted, and too late to repair.
Arwen quickly shut her 'eyes' before anyone noticed the occurrence. The boy's hair was a light blond; almost white, with sharp eyes, colder then ice. His eyes held a small amount of surprise at the sight of Arwen, and then set into another evil grin, turning back to the others his smile vanished,
"Don't go wasting your breath Potter, I only came to greet the newcomer" Taking a careless step forward into enemy territory, he extended his hand, "I'm surprised such a..." He made an obvious show of looking up and down Arwen's body, "girl like you would want to be in the company of such wasted time and space." He grinned coldly at Hermione, "Even more surprised you'd want to waste time on one of such tainted blood".
Hermione started growing red with anger, and Ron looked like he would lunge at the boy, wand or not. Arwen stepped in front of Ron, before he could do anything dramatic, and leaned in close to the boy, so they were almost touching. She put her face near the crook in his neck, and breathed in, nostrils flaring, up to his face, and smiled coldly,
"I believe you are the one who is tainted," the boy's face went a light pink,
"You have made a big mistake" and turning on them, he swept once again out of the room, his 'body guards' following behind. She let out a sigh, and sat back down,
"Who was that?" Harry landed heavily in his seat,
"That is Draco Malfoy" Harry spat out the words, "he's in Slytherin house. You want to stay away from the Slytherins, they're nothing but trouble." Noticing how sour Harry seemed to be getting, Arwen attempted to change the subject, and asked about the different houses.
They had been chatting endless during the entire trip. Arwen had learned a lot of things. That the fact that non-wand use was quite unheard of, so, according to Ron, she was very special. And, there was a giant magical community all around the world, about the teachers and people at school (Professor Snape was not to be crossed with). And about the strange food they had here (helped by the trolley full of sweets which stopped by the compartment).
And in return, Arwen had told them of her life in a non-human society in the mountains, and how she had had to talk to the owl to learn to read (followed by Arwen spending some time talking to Pig, to the fascination and nagging of Ron).
"Arwen, can I see you use your magic. I mean, now we know about it, you can show us, right?" Arwen smiled knowingly. All through the time they'd talked, Ron had constantly thought about her magic. 'I hope she shows us something. I wonder if she needs to say something weird, then something happens, or maybe she just clicks her fingers, and whatever it is just goes 'pop!'' She was definitely was going to surprise him. Not that she knew it was what he wanted. 'I think I'll wait a bit longer until I tell them about 'reading minds'.'
"Sure what do you want me to do?" Harry placed an empty Chocolate Frog wrapper on the table,
"Can you make that move?" 'Wow, difficult'
"Sure" Arwen raised her arms as if to cast an extremely dramatic spell, froze, then shrugged and pointed at the wrapper, which started spinning in the air, and exploded with a loud crack in a fountain of colour petals that fell around them, and dissolved. Arwen laughed,
"What did you expect, Thunder and lightening?" Ron, who had been in a daze after watching the display, instantly recoiled in his seat, staring at Arwen's face. Arwen stopped laughing as she noticed Harry was turning quite pale,
"What.?" Ron pointed at her face, and started standing up, reaching for his wand,
"Your eyes! They're glowing!"
"What?!" 'Oh yeah, damn I forgot.'
"Blue! Florescent blue! Eyes do not. Glow. Blue!" Arwen reached over and grabbed Ron's sleeve,
"It's ok! It's just the magic! When I use magic, it is reflected in my eyes! It's nothing!" Ron relaxed reluctantly, and sat back down. Instantly, he realized how he reacted, and turned bright red in embarrassment.
"Sorry..."
"It's ok, I should have told you. Though, may I just say that if my eyes glow 'red', then you should back up" Arwen had tried to say it lightly, but Ron took it as a serious warning,
"Why red?" Arwen bit her lip, and tried to think of the best way to put it,
"Well... If I use the magic out of anger, or revenge, or 'evil' maybe, the bad area of my soul is used to cast the spell, so... the red would be my 'evil soul'. And if it is out of good, then you will see my 'good soul', which is blue. Does that make sense?" 'Maybe 'evil' was the wrong word'.
"So your evil?" Hermione instantly turned wide-eyed at the statement, 'oh God, I didn't say that did I? Oh please don't take that the wrong way...' Arwen smiled at the thought,
"No, I'm not 'evil', I just use the bad side to my soul. My soul is perfectly balanced between good and evil, so I may use both sides if I want to, without one or the other taking over." 'Oh, well that's ok then' Hermione relaxed her clenched hands, which were itching to pull out her wand, and breathed in deeply,
"What colour would it be if you used both sides?"
"Well, then they wouldn't glow, cause each cancels out the other". Ron looked like he was going to speak, but Arwen put up her hand, "Can we leave the topic? It's not on my list of favourite subjects..." Ron looked quite taken back,
"Well, yeah sure. Sorry..."
**We will be reaching Hogwarts Station in five minutes. That's five minutes, please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to you**
"Damn, better get changed..." Everyone made a move to his or her baggage, but Arwen pulled them back.
"You said you wanted to see some magic? Here, what about this..." Arwen lifted her left hand in mid-air, and flicked her hand. Instantly, in a great 'poof!' They were wearing their robes, their other clothes neatly folded on the table. Ron gasped in amazement, and grinned at Arwen,
"That was bloody brilliant!" Arwen couldn't help smile as the train reached the station. As they made their way out, Harry turned to Arwen,
"You need to go with Hagrid, he's taking all the 1st years, and the new students to Hogwarts. Just tell him who you are, and he'll tell you what to do", Arwen nodded nervously as Harry showed her where to go, and walked off to join Ron and Hermione. After waving goodbye, she walked to giant man Harry had told her to follow.
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T.B.C. What do you think for the first chapter? Plz R&R. If u have any suggestions, then plz say
Rating: PG-13
Author: This is my first H.P. Fanfic, so plz be nice. R&R.
Disclaimer: Arwen is mine, everything else is owned by J. K. Rowling. Though if there's something else u recognise, then plz say
Summary: Harry is in his 5th year, and there's a new girl in school. But something about her is extremely strange. Will Harry & friends cope?
*****
Chapter 1: Arrival
Arwen looked nervously around the station. She could feel the eyes of curious 'muggles', as she was told to call them eyeing her with wonder. She could hear their thoughts. 'What's with all the baggage? Travelling far bird-girl?' 'Oh my God! An owl, that's so cute. I didn't know you could get owls as pets.' Sighing, Arwen blocked their thoughts from her mind. They were making her uneasy. One of her gifts was to read people's minds, but always she wished she could throw away her gift. It was nuisance.
Looking at her 'train ticket'? She looked for the sign saying 9 ¾. '8... 9... 10? Where is it? Maybe that letter was a joke? Unless owls could do practical jokes.' She had had to ask the owl what the letter was about, for she couldn't read the words.
Arwen was a loner, and had no other company but the animals around her. 'The owl was obviously special. For he could understand the letter, and knew my remarks I said in my own language.' She smiled to herself, 'he was good company'. He had taught her to read by using his mind. 'No matter what language you speak, the mind is spoken in the same tongue.' And he opened his mind to her, to gain the knowledge.
'Well, maybe reading minds wasn't such a nuisance after all.' Stopping now, with a frown planted obviously on her face, she once again freed her mind to find someone, who might know of the platform she was to take. With no such luck, she sat down on her trolley. Absently stroking the owl beside her, she wondered on what to do.
She had come all this way, to be stuck in some crowded place, where she was already receiving some strange looks already. Looking at the round device the owl called a 'clock', she could see the train would leave in '... ten minutes! Oh God!' Suddenly she felt as if she would collapse and cry. She should never of come here...
"Oh Ron, do hurry up, the train's about to leave!" A woman with what looked to be with about six children was hurrying towards where she sat. All of them with luggage similar to hers, and... Oh thank the gods and goddesses ever in existents, owls!
A high pitched squawking sound, sounded from Ron's cage as he franticly tried to cover the cage in what looked to be a robe. The robe slipped off, revealing a minute owl, fluttering happily around the cage.
"Pig, shut up! People are watching!" 'Pig? Doesn't look anything like a pig.' Arwen stared in amazement as the owl called Pig was once again covered by the redheaded boy's robe.
Noticing that the two who were not apart of the redheaded family were making their goodbyes, Arwen quickly stood up and pushed her trolley in their direction.
"Excuse me?" The black haired boy stopped saying his goodbyes and turned round. Arwen instantly felt small as their eyes pierced her with shocked but friendly gazes.
"Uh... Would you be going to Hogwarts?" She noticed Ron's ears were gradually growing pink. Arwen smiled inwardly, 'so I guess the owl was right. For a human, I was quite pretty'. The woman smiled warmly,
"Yes dear, are you new to Hogwarts?" Arwen smiled at her. 'I've only just met this woman, but she's really nice. I like her already.'
"Yeah, I was wondering if you could show me to the platform?" Suddenly she felt nervous. 'What if you needed magic to enter? It would certainly explain why I couldn't find the platform. Oh damn...' As if reading her thoughts, the woman smiled and put her hand on Arwen's shoulder.
"Don't worry. All you need to do is walk directly between the 9th and 10th platform, through that barrier", she pointed, "Why don't Fred and George show her the way..." Realizing this was in fact a silent command, the twins called Fred and George pushed their trolleys forward and walked towards the barrier, picking up speed, they ran at the barrier. Bracing for the impact, Arwen waited for the sound of crashing metal on stone, but it never came. For the twins had vanished into the barrier.
Arwen stared in open surprise. The bushy haired girl grinned and took her arm,
"Come on, I'll show you." Arwen followed her towards the barrier, and positioned her trolley in front of the barrier Fred and George had disappeared into.
"Just walk right through..." Taking a deep breath, Arwen pushed her trolley forward and closed her eyes, waiting for the impact, but it never came. Opening her eyes, Arwen found she was now staring at a new platform, and there was a train, which looked to be quite old, 'compared to the others', with the words 'Hogwarts Express' printed on the front.
Remembering that others will soon be coming through the barrier, she quickly stepped aside as the bushy haired girl came through the barrier, soon followed by the others and the woman.
"Have fun! And you my dear, enjoy your stay at Hogwarts", Arwen smiled a thank you, and followed the others as they entered the train. ****
As the twins and the younger girl had moved somewhere else, Arwen followed Ron, and the two others to an empty compartment. Arwen looked around nervously. She only knew about the train from what the owl had told her.
It was vibrating, with a strange humming sound, which Arwen was curious of. She hoped it wouldn't be as noticeable when they were more into the journey. Sitting at the window seat, Arwen watched as the station faded from view, and soon, countryside, and woods followed. Ron and the other boy put her luggage on the rack provided. As they sat down opposite her, with the girl beside her, she nodded her thanks.
Arwen eyed them nervously. Ron was still pink round the ears, and when she looked at him, he turned an even deeper red. The girl noticed this and frowned. She's my first friend; I am NOT loosing her to some petty jealously. Arwen stared at her face and they locked eyes. Tilting her head towards Ron, she rolled her eyes in a questioning expression as if to say 'how obvious is that?'. The girl smiled and looked away. 'Ha! I RULE at diplomacy!'
The dark haired boy held out his hand to Arwen,
"Harry Potter", Arwen took it, 'wait, what's my last name?' After a moment's hesitation, Arwen smiled,
"Arwen Battlemaiden" 'I suppose my spirit name will have to do'. Ron also held out his hand,
"Ronald Weasley. Though, you can call me Ron" Ron blushed deeply. Grinning at Ron, the girl also held out her hand,
"Hermione Granger" Arwen shook hers also,
"So where are you transferred from?" Arwen turned back to Harry, 'transferred?'
"Oh, err, I'm not a transfer," they looked surprised at this, "I guess it's cause I already knew magic, so I didn't start with you... Though I've never used a wand before." Hermione looked extremely interested,
"You do magic without a wand? What do you use then?" Maybe I shouldn't have told them that,
"Well. Me. I was born with magic..." Arwen looked at their stunned faces. 'Now they'll think I'm a freak! Damn it!' Harry looked worried and excited at same time,
"I didn't know it was possible. Though, you're right, that must be why you didn't go to Hogwarts in the first year. I mean, that's pretty... Powerful" Ron suddenly grinned,
"Don't worry Arwen, we won't tell anyone, I mean, a power like that... That is just so cool! Can you show us something?" Although they didn't say anything, Arwen could tell Harry and Hermione were as eager as Ron was. Arwen grinned,
"Sure, but it's nothing amazing, really. OK, what do you want me to...?"
Before she could say another word, the doors to the compartment were flung open, and three boys came marching into the room. Two of them were very broad, and well, big. Almost like miniature trolls. They grinned evilly at the group no longer sitting in the compartment, all with wands held ready for use. Arwen also was standing. Who ever they were, they were not friends, and instinct told her to be extremely cautious around them. But mostly of the boy the middle. Opening her eyes to a way no other human being could see, Arwen almost gasp aloud at what she saw there.
His soul was almost like a void; only a small amount, about the size of his head, (saying the soul made up the entire body) of light could be seen inside his heart. Arwen almost threw up at the amount of hatred in this boy. He was corrupted, and too late to repair.
Arwen quickly shut her 'eyes' before anyone noticed the occurrence. The boy's hair was a light blond; almost white, with sharp eyes, colder then ice. His eyes held a small amount of surprise at the sight of Arwen, and then set into another evil grin, turning back to the others his smile vanished,
"Don't go wasting your breath Potter, I only came to greet the newcomer" Taking a careless step forward into enemy territory, he extended his hand, "I'm surprised such a..." He made an obvious show of looking up and down Arwen's body, "girl like you would want to be in the company of such wasted time and space." He grinned coldly at Hermione, "Even more surprised you'd want to waste time on one of such tainted blood".
Hermione started growing red with anger, and Ron looked like he would lunge at the boy, wand or not. Arwen stepped in front of Ron, before he could do anything dramatic, and leaned in close to the boy, so they were almost touching. She put her face near the crook in his neck, and breathed in, nostrils flaring, up to his face, and smiled coldly,
"I believe you are the one who is tainted," the boy's face went a light pink,
"You have made a big mistake" and turning on them, he swept once again out of the room, his 'body guards' following behind. She let out a sigh, and sat back down,
"Who was that?" Harry landed heavily in his seat,
"That is Draco Malfoy" Harry spat out the words, "he's in Slytherin house. You want to stay away from the Slytherins, they're nothing but trouble." Noticing how sour Harry seemed to be getting, Arwen attempted to change the subject, and asked about the different houses.
They had been chatting endless during the entire trip. Arwen had learned a lot of things. That the fact that non-wand use was quite unheard of, so, according to Ron, she was very special. And, there was a giant magical community all around the world, about the teachers and people at school (Professor Snape was not to be crossed with). And about the strange food they had here (helped by the trolley full of sweets which stopped by the compartment).
And in return, Arwen had told them of her life in a non-human society in the mountains, and how she had had to talk to the owl to learn to read (followed by Arwen spending some time talking to Pig, to the fascination and nagging of Ron).
"Arwen, can I see you use your magic. I mean, now we know about it, you can show us, right?" Arwen smiled knowingly. All through the time they'd talked, Ron had constantly thought about her magic. 'I hope she shows us something. I wonder if she needs to say something weird, then something happens, or maybe she just clicks her fingers, and whatever it is just goes 'pop!'' She was definitely was going to surprise him. Not that she knew it was what he wanted. 'I think I'll wait a bit longer until I tell them about 'reading minds'.'
"Sure what do you want me to do?" Harry placed an empty Chocolate Frog wrapper on the table,
"Can you make that move?" 'Wow, difficult'
"Sure" Arwen raised her arms as if to cast an extremely dramatic spell, froze, then shrugged and pointed at the wrapper, which started spinning in the air, and exploded with a loud crack in a fountain of colour petals that fell around them, and dissolved. Arwen laughed,
"What did you expect, Thunder and lightening?" Ron, who had been in a daze after watching the display, instantly recoiled in his seat, staring at Arwen's face. Arwen stopped laughing as she noticed Harry was turning quite pale,
"What.?" Ron pointed at her face, and started standing up, reaching for his wand,
"Your eyes! They're glowing!"
"What?!" 'Oh yeah, damn I forgot.'
"Blue! Florescent blue! Eyes do not. Glow. Blue!" Arwen reached over and grabbed Ron's sleeve,
"It's ok! It's just the magic! When I use magic, it is reflected in my eyes! It's nothing!" Ron relaxed reluctantly, and sat back down. Instantly, he realized how he reacted, and turned bright red in embarrassment.
"Sorry..."
"It's ok, I should have told you. Though, may I just say that if my eyes glow 'red', then you should back up" Arwen had tried to say it lightly, but Ron took it as a serious warning,
"Why red?" Arwen bit her lip, and tried to think of the best way to put it,
"Well... If I use the magic out of anger, or revenge, or 'evil' maybe, the bad area of my soul is used to cast the spell, so... the red would be my 'evil soul'. And if it is out of good, then you will see my 'good soul', which is blue. Does that make sense?" 'Maybe 'evil' was the wrong word'.
"So your evil?" Hermione instantly turned wide-eyed at the statement, 'oh God, I didn't say that did I? Oh please don't take that the wrong way...' Arwen smiled at the thought,
"No, I'm not 'evil', I just use the bad side to my soul. My soul is perfectly balanced between good and evil, so I may use both sides if I want to, without one or the other taking over." 'Oh, well that's ok then' Hermione relaxed her clenched hands, which were itching to pull out her wand, and breathed in deeply,
"What colour would it be if you used both sides?"
"Well, then they wouldn't glow, cause each cancels out the other". Ron looked like he was going to speak, but Arwen put up her hand, "Can we leave the topic? It's not on my list of favourite subjects..." Ron looked quite taken back,
"Well, yeah sure. Sorry..."
**We will be reaching Hogwarts Station in five minutes. That's five minutes, please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to you**
"Damn, better get changed..." Everyone made a move to his or her baggage, but Arwen pulled them back.
"You said you wanted to see some magic? Here, what about this..." Arwen lifted her left hand in mid-air, and flicked her hand. Instantly, in a great 'poof!' They were wearing their robes, their other clothes neatly folded on the table. Ron gasped in amazement, and grinned at Arwen,
"That was bloody brilliant!" Arwen couldn't help smile as the train reached the station. As they made their way out, Harry turned to Arwen,
"You need to go with Hagrid, he's taking all the 1st years, and the new students to Hogwarts. Just tell him who you are, and he'll tell you what to do", Arwen nodded nervously as Harry showed her where to go, and walked off to join Ron and Hermione. After waving goodbye, she walked to giant man Harry had told her to follow.
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T.B.C. What do you think for the first chapter? Plz R&R. If u have any suggestions, then plz say