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Chapter One - To Hogwarts

The scarlet and black train that was the Hogwarts Express loomed over the platform. I looked longingly at the steam engine that would take me away from my foolish, ignorant, muggle parents. They just didn't understand magic, they thought it didn't matter. The fools, magic is powerful, more powerful than their simple muggle minds could ever begin to comprehend.

"Goodbye, darling!" said my mother. I wished she would just let me go. How embarrassing it was, standing there with her and her stupid, homemade, polka-dot wizard's robes. I suppose she was trying to seem like a witch, but her attempts failed pitifully.

I finally pulled myself away from my mother and managed to board the train, lugging my trunk behind me. On top of it sat my albino cat, Malevolence, surveying all with her red-eyed stare. She leapt gracefully onto my shoulder as the trunk tilted and bumped up the stairs. She glared at everyone we passed while I tried to find an empty compartment. I finally found one at the back of the train and, after shoving my trunk under the scarlet seat, I sat down. Malevolence jumped onto my lap and I stroked her, watching the countryside out the window.

I was disturbed from my peace by the compartment door opening. In walked a short, red-headed girl with rather old-looking robes. I was surprised, since mostly people avoid me. I think they are jealous. At any rate, I don't want them around, either.

"Hullo," she said. I simply stared at her; Malevolence did the same. The girl seemed a bit put off by the sight of us.

"My name's Ginny," she said.
"So?" I answered.
"W-well, I just wanted to say hullo," she said.
"So you've said it, take your dingy old robes and remove yourself from my presence." Ginny seemed to be offended by this for some reason, and she left in a huff. I went back to staring out the window, satisfied with my dealings with that filth. She was probably muggle-born. It seemed about twenty minutes later, when another disturbance entered my compartment. This time it was a red-headed boy, most likely the brother of that Ginny. He marched in, but stopped suddenly when he saw me.
"Er...er..." he stuttered, his anger seeming to dissolveinstantly.

"Are you mute, boy?" I asked.
"Er...er...er..." he seemed to be panicking, casting about for something intelligent to say. However, he failed. "HulloI'mRonhowareyou?"

"What did you say? What language are trying to speak, gibberish? You failed even at that." I said. His mouth hung open. "You might want to close that before something flies in there," I commented calmly. He closed his mouth as if I had ordered him. Hmmm... that might become useful.

Then a boy with black hair much like my own, though rather unruly, and a girl with bushy brown hair ran in saying, "Ron, you had better not get into a fight before..." She seemed to realize that her friend was no longer able to function correctly. He didn't turn. The girl suddenly started giggling in a stupid muggle way and a sudden look of understanding came upon the boy's face. We all stood there like statues except for the girl who was clutching a stitch in her side. I looked on haughtily and Malevolence glared. The awkward silence was quite satisfying. The black haired boy was the first to speak.

"Hullo, my name is Harry; I believe you've already met my friend Ron."

"Oh that's his name, is it?" I asked. The girl was beginning to calm down, slowly. "He wasn't quite able to articulate it earlier." THAT comment made the girl laugh even harder. Did she ever shut up? "And who is that?" I asked, nodding at the girl consumed with hysterics.

"Hermione," snorted the girl, managing to pull herself together for that short moment. Harry seemed to be the most in charge of his emotions, and, nodding to me, he dragged them both out of the room. Finally, peace and quiet.

I was left alone for quite some time. After a few hours, I fell asleep. Yet when I awoke it was to the red-headed boy standing there staring at me. Quite annoying, however... maybe he would become useful in time. He started when I sat up.

"Iforgotmenamewouldyoutellyours?" he said stupidly. I smiled.

"My name is Sereinae Seeviktae, and I believe yours is Ron." I said.

"How did you know?" he asked.

"Your friend told me earlier, remember?"

"Er...yes, yes! Of course I remember. So, what's your name?" I looked at him unbelievingly. This was going to be quite a bore. We "talked" for a while before the train came to a stop and a man announced over the loudspeaker that we had arrived at Hogwarts.

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(Sorry, I do have a bit of Sereinae in me…)