Great. Another year at Hogwarts. It is pretty overrated and I am honestly over it. I am over the castle, the classes, the professors. Just. Over it. One more year after this and I am officially free.
Oh it was delightful. Arriving on this enormous train with goodies galore. The moving portraits and extravagant common rooms. Floating candles and feasts. It was truly everything an 11 year old could imagine. Now at 16, things started to die out. My friends have all become awe struck with boys or the ridiculous drama between students. I prefer to stay out of it. Concentrate on my studies to get out of here and become the Auror that I was meant to become. With pureblood parents in the field, it is hard NOT to follow in their footsteps. However, it is a career choice that suits me. Two more years. It couldn't come fast enough.
I sat in a compartment alone. I did a fairly decent job ignoring Padma and her sister this summer. They were completely infatuated with the Weasleys. No thanks. Cho decided to explore the world outside of Harry although she still longs for him. Why would you even want to be involved with someone who always seeks menace? She doesn't know what she wants but the process has become completely exhausting. I have tried so hard to support her in her endeavors but she always takes the path less traveled. To be honest, regardless of the lack of friends, this summer was absolutely fantastic! My parents decided to travel to Denmark. The wizards are like no other that I have met there! The experience and knowledge that they demonstrate is overwhelming. Learning a new culture and being completely engulfed in new spells and potions made me feel in my own skin. I will live there one day; you watch.
I heard Hermione, Ron, and Harry arguing in the next corridor over. Half of me was wondering what they were talking about. Probably a new way to destroy Voldemort. This shit was getting pretty real. I am glad it is them and not me. Harry knows what he is doing; no doubt. Then again, maybe he doesn't? It has fallen into place so far. The dark arts is a mysteriously world that if tampered with the wrong way, could kill you instantaneously. He is reckless about it. But somehow he has always survived. He truly is the chosen one.
There was a slamming of a door that broke me out of my delusions. The widow to the outside hall became blurry. No shadow. Something was fishy. Hermione and Ron were continuing their argument in the next compartment, but no sign of Harry. I poked my head outside the door. Nothing.
"Lyra!" A soft voice cried out. I've been spotted.
"Oh Luna! It's good to see you! How... how was your summer?" I responded automatically, distracted by the unusual cold chill coming from the compartment.
"Oh fantastic! My father and I went Nargle hunting! It was the most wonderful time! You should come with us some time!"
"Err... yea. That would be fun!" I said still concentrating on the mysterious aura that seemed to travel ahead of me.
"You're not sitting in this room alone are you?" She inquired, pushing her body into the compartment, observing the area.
"Yes, but I was just leaving. I'll see you in a little while Luna!" I called back as I raced down the hallway, following the aura.
I stop at the divider to the Slytherin car. I peeked in to see Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle. What ugly creatures. I couldn't be caught dead snooping here. But something in my gut just told me to stick around a little while longer.
The longer I waited, the closer the train was nearing the castle. I had to get back to my belongings but I just couldn't break from the questionable looks that Malfoy had given the two. Something was up and I wasn't the only one who sensed it.
I felt the car screech to a stop. I casually started to fidget with my cloak as the students started to exit the train, ever so often glancing back into the Slytherin car. Crabbe and Goyle trolled out of the car, practically pushing students out of their way as they exited. Suddenly there was a quiet shut of the car door as Draco turned and locked it. What was going on? I peered into watch.
Suddenly there was a flash of light and a THUMP. Someone had fallen. My heart raced as I looked to find an escape from the train. Before I knew it, Draco Malfoy exited the car, stopping immediately once he saw me. My heart sunk and my hands began to tremble.
Shit. I'm done for.
Draco glared into me with his piercing silver eyes. My breath stopped. Fuck.
His eyes narrowed as he judged my Ravenclaw emblem on my robe. Then he turned to walk away, leaving me crumpled and plastered to the wall.
As soon as he exited the train, my breath caught and I peered into the Slytherin car. The aura was still present. I walked slowly into the car, only to stumble over an invisible figure. Of course! The invisible cloak! I quickly grabbed at thin air only to uncover Harry petrified on the floor. Fucking Malfoy.