Some days it seems like everything would've gone much better if you'd just never gotten out of bed. Kym Weasley was having one of those days. She'd woken up late, hadn't had time to striaghten her hair, stepped on Peabody (her cat), had wondeorus scratches up and down her leg from Peabody, and, to top it all off, she was fighting with her father on the way to Kings Cross to get on the Hogwarts Express for her sixth year.
"I said no, Kymberly, now drop it." Fred Wealey shouted from the drivers seat if their new blue mercedes. Fred had stopped working full time at Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes four years ago, taking a job offered to him at the Ministry. He was now the head of the Muggle Secrecy Deptartment, an offshoot of the Department for the Prevention of Unlawful Magic, which dealt with keeping the secret of the Wizarding World and disguising many Wizarding activities for the muggle press. It involved a lot of press, as it was a big job that forced him to give lots of interviews and issue a lot of pres releases. It forced him to double as a member of the muggle government, so they'd had to move to the muggle world and adopt a more muggle lifestyle.
"But, Dad" Kymberly protested. "Be reasonable. They are my friends. I used to live there, so it's not like I'm flying 3,000 miles to go see complete strangers."
"They mine as well be complete strangers!" Fred shouted at her "You haven't been back there since you moved here. You haven't been to see any of them since...since you came here." Kym was furious. She knew what he was going to say, and it made he rmade that he seriously refused to say anything about the fact that her mother had died. Sometimes she wanted to talk about her, to remember her. Even if it hurt a little bit, she wanted to remember her mother, but her refused to ven say her name.
"Since mom died. Okay, you can say it." Kym hissed at him. "It won't kill you to say it, I promise. You do remember her name don't you? Hermione. C'mon, say it with me. Her-Mi-O-Ne. And she's dead. She was murdered." Kym was crying now and her dad was just staring at her. She was about to start going on him again but he cut her off.
"That's enough." He bellowed, shocking Kym into silence.
"You just always avoid the topic, dad." Kym siad softly. "It's okay to talk about her. I want to talk about her sometimes."
"Did it occur to you that it hurts me to talk about it?" Fred snapped at her. Kym shrunk down into her seat, ashamed of what she'd said. It wasn't common for him to explode at her like that. It was uncommon for them to even fight, but recently they'd been fighting more and more.
Probably because it's going to be five years in two weeks Kym thought to herself sadly. They didn't say anything, but they both knew they date was coming fast. She got out of the car quietly once they reached the station, and both of them continued into Platform 9 3/4 in silence. Once she was at the train he grabbed her back and hugged her softly.
"You know the drill" He said softer, kinder. "Owl me when you get there, and no sending home any toilet seats." Kym smiled softly. It was the same send off she'd gotten every year. She nodded, assuring him she would, and walked on to the train with her bags. She had just gotten her trunk onto the train when she slipped, accidentally knocking someone over. She jumped up quickly, apologizing to whoever she'd knocked over.
"Are you alright? I'm so so..." She stopped where she was, mid apology, and started glaring harshly, tensing automatically, when she saw who was standing there brushing off his, most likely designer, robes. Vincent Malfoy was standing there smirking at her.
"Yes, Weasley. I'm fine." Kym scowled, crossing her arms, as his smirk deepened. "So nice of you you care."
"I don't, Malfoy. It's a pity, though, I was hoping you'd have to be sent to St. Mungo's and miss this year" They two glared at each other before someone's voice interupted them. They both turned to the unwelcomed visitor.
"Wow, and the train hasn't even started moving yet. I'm sure that it must be a record, even for the two of you. You must be so proud of yourselves." Kym turned to her friend Tarin, who was trying, and failing, not to laugh. She rolled her eyes and walked over.
"Let's go find a compartment." She said, grabbing her trunk and storming down the hallway with out one glance back at a certain Vincent Malfoy.
"So remind me of this lovely story of why you and Vincent Malfoy hate each other." Tarin said as they walked into an empty compartent that already had Tarin's trunk in it, as well as their friend Dana's. "Didn't you used to be friends?" Tarin let out an involuntary shudder that almost made Kym laugh.
Tarin was one of "those" people. The ones who are beautiful, kind, smart, and everyone loves to hate for it. It almost made Kym hate her, in a way, but Tarin was only like that in a different way. She was beautiful because she was different. She had brown, short hair that had baby blue streaks in it (the result of a glamour potion gone wrong the year before, but she liked them) She had beautiful blue eyes that matched her hair, and was kind of the 'punk' of revenclaw. She always personalized her uniform with tons of bracelets and other accesories. She wasn't insanely thin, but she was tiny, only about 5' 2" and 100 lbs. She was the top of their class and was kind to people she liked, but had a huge temper if you pissed her off. Everyone loved her, but she was kind of a loner, prefering to hang out with Kym and their friend Dana. She was loud and outspoken, and was generally the entertainment during their classes. She, Kymberly, and Dana were pretty much the princesses of Ravenclaw, second only to the snooty brats people only liked because, if they didn't, their families were poweful enough to destroy them.
"We were, and you've heard the story before." Kym said, pulling the door closed behind them.
"That was like three years ago, I want to hear it again." Tarin laughed, making Kym shake her head at her friends plain energy.
"It's nothing exciting. I just realized that he was more like his father than I thought when we first met." Kym said, lying comfortably across the bench in the compartment. They talked more about their summers, and it wasn't until the train started moving that they'd realized someone was missing. "We should go find Dana soon. Where is she?"
"I saw her before, so she knows where we are." Tarin said from behind the cover of 'Vogue'. Tarin was a muggleborn and proud. It was her tradition to bring as many muggle magazines into the school as she could, and see who would read them. It was her way of deciding who she'd be nice to. "She said she had to go find someone. Didn't catch who, so don't worry she'll be here."
"Well, I'm bored." Kym said, standing "So I'm going to go find her." She walked out of the door quickly and made her way down the hall, stopping every so often to ask if anyone had seen Dana. Dana had always been just a little bit closer to Kym than she was to Tarin, not that it was a big difference, but it was there. Dana had been a year ahead of Kym at St.Mary's in Annapolis, and when Kym was accelerated into Dana's year at Hogwarts, Dana was the only one who was nice to her at first. It made a big difference in how people looked at her. Dana was a stereotypical girl next door. She was soft spoken and shy, but undeniabley kind to everyone. She had chesnut brown hair that fell in soft waves down to her mid-back, and rich chocolate brown eyes. Her skin was fair, and she had a slight dusting of freckles that went over her nose.
"Have any of you seen Dana Raleigh?" Kym asked, not really looking at who she was talking to. She heard a soft giggle and immediately looked around. Dana sitting right there. It took Kym a moment or two to notice who she was with, especially because they were Slytherins. Once she found out, it didn't help the situation. Jason Nott, Vincent Malfoy, and Christopher Goyle. It wasn't till she was about to start talking that she noticed Jason Nott's arm was wrapped protectively around Dana's waist. It didn't really help her tied tongue, especially when he noticed she was staring and smirked, warpping his arm tighter.
I really shouldn't be surprised Kym thought Their parents probably know each other. Stupid inbred purebloods. Probably related, too...that's sick
Dana was one of the only purebloods Kym had ever met that didn't make her want to go throw herself from the Astronomy Tower. The Raleighs were a very old pureblood family, but had been somewhat ostracized due to their move to America centuries before. Their name was still powerful, so it wasn't very surprising to know that they were reuniting with people like the Notts and the Malfoys. They had moved back to England so that Dana could go to Hogwarts, but had lived in Annapolis with Kym for many years. They hadn't really been friends at St. Mary's, because Dana was a year ahead of her, but when they saw each other at Hogwarts, Kym's first day being a year ahead, they became friends.
"Something we can help you with, Weasel, or did you just come to stare?" Goyle drawled. Goyle was, undeniabley, the best looking of all of the Slytherins. She had heard stories about his father, and couldn't believe the two were related, unless the stories were lies. Goyle was very toned, he was the Quidditch captain for Slytherin, with dark brown hair that just barely hung into his face. His only problem was that his ego matched his looks. He was extremely high strung and vain. Kym rolled her eyes and turned to Dana.
"We were looking for you, didn't know where'd you gotten to." She said. "We were bored." She added with a shrug.
"I'm not surprised, a mudblood and a blood traitor, how entertaining can that be?" Jason Nott laughed. The two other Slytherins in the room laughed as well, but Dana blushed and avoided Kym's eyes, looking upset.
"Look, Dana," Kym said, refusing to look anywhere but at Dana. "When you're finished hanging out with these assholes you know where our compartment is." Kym turned to walk away, but heard Dana call out.
"Wait up, Kym." Dana gave Jason a pointed glare. "I'm done hanging out with these assholes now, so I'll just walk with you." Kym tried her best to resist laughing at the shocked expression on Jason's face, but almost caved so she let out a smirk. The two girls walked out of the room, slamming a door behind them.
"What was going on back there?" Kym asked Dana once they were a safe distance away.
"Well, I met Jason over the summer. My parents forced me to meet and hang out with their friends and their friend's children. Jason pretty much kept me sane." Kym almost stopped dead.
"That ass kept you sane?" Kym said, incredulous. Dana just sighed and grabbed Kym's arm so they stopped. The shorter brunette gave Kym a sad look.
"I don't know that person." Kym gave her a look. "He's different when we're alone." The two continued walking down the hallway. Dana talking about all of the different events her parents had dragged her to this summer, but Kym was only half listening. Surprisingly, she couldn't stop thinking about her mother.
They continued walking until they reached the compartment, but when they got there, Kym found she was still feeling restless and decided to continue walking.
"You go talk to Tarin, I have to go to the bathroom." Kym lied smoothly, walking away before the petite brunette coud say anything to stop her. She wandered way, back down the corrdor which, supposedly, went to the nearest bathroom. She walked for what seemed like twenty minutes, but still had yet to pass a bathroom. She sighed when she saw an empty compartment, decided some moments to herself might be useful in clearing her head. She had been thinking about her mother a lot recently, and it had been messing with her mind. She missed her, of course, but Kym seemed to have trouble accepting what had happened, even now. It seemed like no matter how hard she tried, she'd always have these moments where she forgot what had happened, which inevitably led to Kym sobbing because she'd have to relive losing her mother. No one had been albe to explain these moments, even Dumbledore. Recently she'd been having vague feelings of another incident, like now when she couldn't stop thinking about her.
"What are you doing here, Weasel?" A voice snapped from the doorway. Kym looked up to see Vincent Malfoy standing in the door, looking angry.
"It was an empty compartment, Malfoy." She said, tiredly. "Really, just leave. I don't feel like dealing with you." Kym said. She realized then that her face was soaked. She had been crying.
"I didn't mean what you were doing here." He said, acting annoyed but walked forward. "I meant what are you doing, as in action doing." He sat down next to her. His voice hadn't betrayed any kindness, so the closeness made Kym uneasy. She leaned away from him but still didn't look him in the eye.
"It's nothing." She snapped. Malfoy sighed and forced her to look at him.
"You were crying, Kym." He said, finally dropping the bite in his voice. "I don't think I've ever seen you cry before."
"It's none of your business, Malfoy." Kym was beyond embarassed at the situation. She was mortified. She didn't cry in public. Ever. It just wasn't something she did. She hated showing her weakness that way.
"You were crying in an open compartment." He said. "I was just trying to help." He stood, but didn't exit the compartment.
"I don't want you help." She said, wiping at her eyes and standing to face him. He let out a sigh of frustration.
"You are so incredibly stubborn." He shouted. "Why don't you want my help? Obviously something is wrong."
"Because I hate you." She spat at him before storming past him. He just sat there, stunned before giving a shout of frustration and walking back to his own compartment.
(a/n: I know that it is short, but it is all that I could include w/ out giving away too much of my plot at once. I did want to clear up a few thngs that might be confusing.
1. Kym did the equivalent of skipping a grade, which means everyone that is in 6th yr is a yr older than her
2. don't kill me for making Kym n Vincent hate each other, and don't kill me for telling u that their fued wont be ending for a while
3. MOST IMPORTANT PART I've decided that because I have so many OC's needed for this story, i'm going to reward some faithful fans. To get a part in my story, you just have to PM (NOT REVIEW) ur favorite part of the first story to me, as well as some details about yourself for your character.
thnaks for reading, please review!)