Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, that's a given. How ever I do own the made ups, Abby and Andrew, there will probably be more later. Reviews are nice, constructive criticism is helpful, flames will be used for fondue.
Description: Harry's 6th year. Harry makes some new friends, and meets the niece of Remus Lupin, the new DADA teacher is a nutty old oriental man and odd things ensue.
She stood on platform 9 ¾ watching the people come onto the platform through the secret wall, her arms crossed over her chest tapping her foot.
'What could be keeping him?' she thought. A small breeze that managed to get into the station ruffled her short, light brown hair. She was of average height and weight for a 16 year old, she wore a black and purple patched skirt, black vest and a long-sleeved purple shirt that flared at the wrists. Black boots adorned her feet, and a silver locket hooked to a silver chain rested around her neck, she tucked a piece of hair behind an ear, she bore a remarkable resemblance to Remus Lupin.
The girl watched the other Hogwarts students load up their trunks and other belongings, and then board the train, and then watched some students saying good bye to their parents. Speaking of which, she was growing worried about her father, she had used the Knight Bus to get to Diagon Alley the day before to buy some last minute items. She had stayed at the Leaky Cauldron, and her father was to meet her at the station this morning. He was late, though her father had a history of being late.
She looked at the wall that the students come through having heard something, she thought it might be her father, but she was deceived, it was just some more students. She smiled and nodded to them and they did the same, passing her to board the train with their belongings. Then at last came her dad, pushing a trolley with her trunk, an owl cage with a medium sized gray and white owl, and a cat carrier, caring a little gray cat by the name of Nimbus, sat a top her trunk.
"Where have you been?" She asked stepping up to him.
"I had to, uh take care of some business, Abby." He explained, a suspicious oddness in his voice
"Oh? Business?" Abby asked curiously.
"No big deal." He replied.
"I see." Said Abby, knowing her father was hiding something, but she didn't press him.
"Well, shall we get your stuff loaded?" He asked awkwardly, then smiled. Abby nodded, and followed her dad to the luggage compartment of the train, where the attendant loaded up her stuff.
Abby walked towards the door to a train car that did not seem to crowded. "Bye papa," she said, hugging him. He hugged back. "Bye Abby, study hard" he said, smiling as she climbed onto the train. Abby took a seat in an empty compartment, but left the door open, mainly to watch people walk by, but she also did not want to seem greedy by taking up an entire compartment for herself.
She turned to look out the window, wondering to herself when the train would leave the station. She turned her head back to resume her people watching, but instead was met with a smiling face not two inches from her own face.
"Gah!" Abby exclaimed as she clutched at her heart, which felt like it would jump out of her chest. The boy seating next to her just laughed, and leaned back in his own seat.
"Don't DO that!" she said calming down
"Sorry," he said, still smiling a half grin, half smirk. "I was just trying to see what you were looking at so intently out the window."
"Oh. I was just looking to see if we were moving yet."
"Mmhmm. I bet you were looking at your boyfriend, who came to see you off. Ah, that's so romantic!"
"What are you talking about?!" Abby flushed with anger and embarrassment. "I don't even have a boyfriend!" She put a hand to her forehead. "Why on earth did I just tell you that? I don't even know your name."
"I'm Andrew. Why doesn't a cute girl like you have a boyfriend? Are you a lesbian?"
Abby blinked, boy was this kid blunt "Er...no."
"Ah, I see. Waiting for the right one, huh? Well, I hope you find him. So what's your name?"
"Abby." She studied Andrew for a moment. He had shortish golden blonde hair styled back, skin that must have been once milky white, now a light tan, and radiant ice blue eyes. Underneath his robe he wore a black turtleneck which suited him nicely, khaki slacks and black leather shoes. Abby was not able to tell if they were boots or not because his pants covered the top of them.
A couple minutes later the engine of the train started, the whistle blew, and the train started moving.
"Well, nice to meet you Abby." He put his hand out and she shook it.
"Nice to meet you too, Andrew. So, what year are you in?"
Andrew frowned slightly. "This is my first year at Hogwarts. But I've been field training with my mother for four years and she's been teaching me. So we talked to the Headmaster and I took some tests to skip the years I wasn't in classes there. I'll be in fifth year studies."
"Wow." Abby said slightly impressed "and how old are you?"
"I'll be fifteen at the end of September."
She nodded "what house do you think you will be placed in?" Abby asked curiously.
Andrew arched an eyebrow "I haven't thought about that." he replied.
"Slytherine maybe? Because of your sneakiness" Abby said with a grin. Andrew looked rather insulted "No! No I think not, perhaps Huffelpuff" he said in protest.
"Ah, loyal are we?" Andrew shrugged.
At that moment there was a knock at the side of the door of the compartment. Abby looked up at and standing there was none other than Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. "Excuse us" said Ron "Do you mind? There's no place else to sit, 'fraid we got here a bit late, nearly missed the train" he continued explaining.
"Plenty of room here" Andrew said, motioning to the seats across from Abby and him self. Ron and Harry took the seats, and smiled thankfully. "I am Abby Canius" Abby said nodding to Ron and Harry. "Ron Weasley, I've seen you around, your in Gryfindor right?" Ron asked. Abby nodded, then looked at Andrew, who was looking from Ron to Harry "I'm Andrew Vincent" he said
Harry looked at Abby and Andrew "I'm Harry"
"Potter? Andrew interrupted noticing Harry's scar. Harry nodded "I'm sorry, my mum has told me stories, and I've always thought that's all they were..."
"This is Andrew's first year at Hogwarts" Abby added
"You don't look like a first year" Ron said.
"I've been field training with my mum" Andrew replied. Ron nodded, and looked out the window.
Abby watched Harry, he looked tired, rather unkempt, and depressed. Harry's summer was uneventful. Though the amount of sleep he got was minimal, his sleep had been plagued with nightmares of his 5th year all summer long. Ron looked at Harry "cheer up mate, your going back to school, this year is bound to be better. You've always enjoyed school. Hogwarts is much better than those muggles you stay with."
Harry nodded, and there was an odd silence in the room. No one said anything for sometime and Harry started to nod off to sleep.
So ends chapter one, in chapter two: Arrival at Hogwarts, meeting of the new DADA teacher, and a few other things.
Description: Harry's 6th year. Harry makes some new friends, and meets the niece of Remus Lupin, the new DADA teacher is a nutty old oriental man and odd things ensue.
She stood on platform 9 ¾ watching the people come onto the platform through the secret wall, her arms crossed over her chest tapping her foot.
'What could be keeping him?' she thought. A small breeze that managed to get into the station ruffled her short, light brown hair. She was of average height and weight for a 16 year old, she wore a black and purple patched skirt, black vest and a long-sleeved purple shirt that flared at the wrists. Black boots adorned her feet, and a silver locket hooked to a silver chain rested around her neck, she tucked a piece of hair behind an ear, she bore a remarkable resemblance to Remus Lupin.
The girl watched the other Hogwarts students load up their trunks and other belongings, and then board the train, and then watched some students saying good bye to their parents. Speaking of which, she was growing worried about her father, she had used the Knight Bus to get to Diagon Alley the day before to buy some last minute items. She had stayed at the Leaky Cauldron, and her father was to meet her at the station this morning. He was late, though her father had a history of being late.
She looked at the wall that the students come through having heard something, she thought it might be her father, but she was deceived, it was just some more students. She smiled and nodded to them and they did the same, passing her to board the train with their belongings. Then at last came her dad, pushing a trolley with her trunk, an owl cage with a medium sized gray and white owl, and a cat carrier, caring a little gray cat by the name of Nimbus, sat a top her trunk.
"Where have you been?" She asked stepping up to him.
"I had to, uh take care of some business, Abby." He explained, a suspicious oddness in his voice
"Oh? Business?" Abby asked curiously.
"No big deal." He replied.
"I see." Said Abby, knowing her father was hiding something, but she didn't press him.
"Well, shall we get your stuff loaded?" He asked awkwardly, then smiled. Abby nodded, and followed her dad to the luggage compartment of the train, where the attendant loaded up her stuff.
Abby walked towards the door to a train car that did not seem to crowded. "Bye papa," she said, hugging him. He hugged back. "Bye Abby, study hard" he said, smiling as she climbed onto the train. Abby took a seat in an empty compartment, but left the door open, mainly to watch people walk by, but she also did not want to seem greedy by taking up an entire compartment for herself.
She turned to look out the window, wondering to herself when the train would leave the station. She turned her head back to resume her people watching, but instead was met with a smiling face not two inches from her own face.
"Gah!" Abby exclaimed as she clutched at her heart, which felt like it would jump out of her chest. The boy seating next to her just laughed, and leaned back in his own seat.
"Don't DO that!" she said calming down
"Sorry," he said, still smiling a half grin, half smirk. "I was just trying to see what you were looking at so intently out the window."
"Oh. I was just looking to see if we were moving yet."
"Mmhmm. I bet you were looking at your boyfriend, who came to see you off. Ah, that's so romantic!"
"What are you talking about?!" Abby flushed with anger and embarrassment. "I don't even have a boyfriend!" She put a hand to her forehead. "Why on earth did I just tell you that? I don't even know your name."
"I'm Andrew. Why doesn't a cute girl like you have a boyfriend? Are you a lesbian?"
Abby blinked, boy was this kid blunt "Er...no."
"Ah, I see. Waiting for the right one, huh? Well, I hope you find him. So what's your name?"
"Abby." She studied Andrew for a moment. He had shortish golden blonde hair styled back, skin that must have been once milky white, now a light tan, and radiant ice blue eyes. Underneath his robe he wore a black turtleneck which suited him nicely, khaki slacks and black leather shoes. Abby was not able to tell if they were boots or not because his pants covered the top of them.
A couple minutes later the engine of the train started, the whistle blew, and the train started moving.
"Well, nice to meet you Abby." He put his hand out and she shook it.
"Nice to meet you too, Andrew. So, what year are you in?"
Andrew frowned slightly. "This is my first year at Hogwarts. But I've been field training with my mother for four years and she's been teaching me. So we talked to the Headmaster and I took some tests to skip the years I wasn't in classes there. I'll be in fifth year studies."
"Wow." Abby said slightly impressed "and how old are you?"
"I'll be fifteen at the end of September."
She nodded "what house do you think you will be placed in?" Abby asked curiously.
Andrew arched an eyebrow "I haven't thought about that." he replied.
"Slytherine maybe? Because of your sneakiness" Abby said with a grin. Andrew looked rather insulted "No! No I think not, perhaps Huffelpuff" he said in protest.
"Ah, loyal are we?" Andrew shrugged.
At that moment there was a knock at the side of the door of the compartment. Abby looked up at and standing there was none other than Harry Potter and Ronald Weasley. "Excuse us" said Ron "Do you mind? There's no place else to sit, 'fraid we got here a bit late, nearly missed the train" he continued explaining.
"Plenty of room here" Andrew said, motioning to the seats across from Abby and him self. Ron and Harry took the seats, and smiled thankfully. "I am Abby Canius" Abby said nodding to Ron and Harry. "Ron Weasley, I've seen you around, your in Gryfindor right?" Ron asked. Abby nodded, then looked at Andrew, who was looking from Ron to Harry "I'm Andrew Vincent" he said
Harry looked at Abby and Andrew "I'm Harry"
"Potter? Andrew interrupted noticing Harry's scar. Harry nodded "I'm sorry, my mum has told me stories, and I've always thought that's all they were..."
"This is Andrew's first year at Hogwarts" Abby added
"You don't look like a first year" Ron said.
"I've been field training with my mum" Andrew replied. Ron nodded, and looked out the window.
Abby watched Harry, he looked tired, rather unkempt, and depressed. Harry's summer was uneventful. Though the amount of sleep he got was minimal, his sleep had been plagued with nightmares of his 5th year all summer long. Ron looked at Harry "cheer up mate, your going back to school, this year is bound to be better. You've always enjoyed school. Hogwarts is much better than those muggles you stay with."
Harry nodded, and there was an odd silence in the room. No one said anything for sometime and Harry started to nod off to sleep.
So ends chapter one, in chapter two: Arrival at Hogwarts, meeting of the new DADA teacher, and a few other things.