CHAPTER ONE
"FRED WEASLEY! YOU PUT HER DOWN RIGHT NOW!" The aggravated voice of Molly Weasley vibrates around the platform as she catches sight of the pair. She clutches the trolley handle in a vice grip, obviously very close to exploding in anger.
Fred stops immediately, Aella hung over his shoulder limply. Small giggles erupted from her.
"You're in trouble." She drags out the last few syllables.
George appears from behind Fred, quietly prancing. In one swift movement, he swipes Aella from his brother's shoulder and runs off. Aella shrieks with laughter as the older boy taunts his twin.
"Gotta be faster than that Freddie!" He shouts.
"It's almost eleven and you're losing Freddie!" Aella calls from George's shoulder.
"What's the count?" Fred screams as he chases after them both.
A shuddering gasp comes from Aella as George drops her slightly, causing her stomach to be slammed into his shoulder. "Owww…. George is on…" She holds up a tanned arm to check her silver pocket watch, the long chain wrapped around her hand. "…thirty-eight minutes and fifty-three seconds. While you, however, are on.. oww Merlin Georgie.. be careful. You are on twenty-two minutes and forty-one seconds."
Curses come from Fred as he realises he can't win with only nine minutes until they had to leave.
"Bloody hell. Fine, I call it. Time out."
George cheers loudly calling the attention of the many muggles on the platform, causing them to sneer at the teenagers.
Molly is livid by the time the trio return, Aella now on her feet, black hair tangled and green eyes gleaming with mirth. Ginny grins from her mother's side while Ron ignores them in favour of chatting with Harry.
"Fred, George. You two both know you shouldn't draw unnecessary attention to us outside the barrier." Molly scolds her sixteen-year-old sons. "Now, everybody in."
The band of wizards and witches are about to run through the barrier to Platform 9 and ¾ but Aella gets ready to go through the wall when she pats down on her woolly green jacket in alarm. She whips her head around as she realises her pocket watch wasn't on her person. Panicking, Aella runs around the platform, green eyes combing the ground furiously. Soon enough she spots the shiny silver pocket watch on the train tracks, releasing it must have fallen out of her pocket when being manhandled by George.
Without any semblance of self-preservation, she leaps onto the tracks, grasping the watch tightly in her hand. In her rush, Aella failed to see the train. The screaming of horror from the muggles and her friends caused her to look up. A train was hardly five meters away, horn blaring.
Nowhere to run and not enough room to jump, Aella got ready to apparate, hoping not to splinch herself. She would get in a lot of trouble (she wasn't supposed to know how to do it) and the ministry would have a hard time obliviating everyone but she would prefer not to get mowed down by a train. Aella's concentration was cut off as a grey hand reached down and plucked her from the tracks as if she weighed nothing.
Not a moment later and the train ploughed past. Looking at the figure who saved her it was revealed to be a freakishly tall person in a long hooded black trench coat.
Aella grinned at him, in no way scared. "Thanks for the save friend." She winked exaggeratingly. "See you around Bappo."
The hooded figure stares for a moment before walking away without a sound.
"AELLA! You need to be more careful!" Molly scolds after hurrying towards her.
Aella whirled around lightly, pocket watch ticking loudly in her hand.
"Sorry Molls, I lost my watch."
"Sweetie, your watch doesn't have as much value as your life."
"No, well yes, but that's not the point." Aella rambles. "I need my watch though."
Molly shakes her head in disappointment and worry.
Before she can continue Aella hugs her tightly before disappearing into the barrier, yelling goodbye.
Molly smiles before following after.