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Chapter 1~ Emily Ricord
I was sitting in one of those small little train compartments on my way to Hogwarts School For Witch Craft and Wizardry. I've got to admit, when I first got that acceptance letter, I was a little more then stunned. Partly because I didn't know magic existed, and partly because that was the day, that I, Emily Ricord, was a witch. I was even more surprised, when my parents brought up all of their old spell books, and made me and my sister, Rose, study vigorously throughout the entire summer. Me and Rose were twins that would both be entering our 5th year. We were both sixteen, both incredibly smart, and both incredibly different. She liked techno music, I like rock, she liked pancakes, I liked muffins, she liked the color green, and my favorite was yellow. She was the kind of girl who sat in the back of the class and played tricks on other students, while I was the kind who sat in front and drew pictures beside my notes. But it wasn't just our personalities that were different, it was our looks too. So no, we weren't identical twins, not by a long shot. You see, she had this gorgeous, auburn colored hair that bounced above her shoulders, and I had this dreadful wavy mass of honey blond that swung to the middle of my back. She had the best looking, bright green eyes you'll ever see, and I had these watery blue-ish purple ones. Her face was defined and womanly, and mine still held some of it's baby fat. Her face was naturally a glowing tan, while mine was a pale mess with constantly rosy cheeks that I just couldn't seem to cover up.
People always told me that I was beautiful and I hated it. They would say things like, 'oh how pretty your hair is!' or 'I'd die to have eyes like yours!' but I knew they thought I was ugly. Because if you spend so much time telling people that they are pretty, constantly trying to boost their self esteem, then it was because you wanted them to feel better about them selves, about their…ugliness?
Okay so I know I sound horrible by complaining about myself like this, but my life isn't all that bad. I mean, I have Parents that love me, the two best friends anyone could ever have, and to top it all off, would be spending the year at Hogwarts!
When I say I have two best friends, what I mean is, my sister, and Ava. Although I guess I could just call them BOTH my sisters since Ava was practically part of the family. She lived with us all her life, after her parents died, has always been my best friend, and is the greatest person you will ever meet. She is beautiful on the inside and out. I bet if you turned her inside out, she would still have a smile on her face, hidden underneath her short black hair that was cut to her chin and sparkling grey eyes. I loved her, sometimes more then my ACTUAL sister.
You see, I loved my sister to death, we were the perfect set of twins who knew what each other was thinking all the time, but we were both big grudge holders, so if we ever disagreed, for any reason at all, and got in a nasty fight, neither of us would brake until Ava make us both apologize for being such idiots. That's another reason while I loved Ava so much, she knew exactly what to do in a crisis.
Anyway, there we sat, in the small train compartment, telling stories about the past, and eating flavored jelly beans by the pounds, as the light outside the window slowly faded into the night sky, and everyone fell asleep. But the next thing I know, I get the rudest awakening of my life. A big tall man was banging on the door, letting us know we had arrived, and me and my sisters jumped up out of our sleep and began to fix ourselves. We turned our clothes the right way and Rose fixed the makeup she was wearing, and then we were off. We walked down the long cobble stone path, in the middle of houndreds of other students, rolling our suit cases behind us and holding hands.
When we got to the castle, I thought Ava might just die of shock. It was big, and sparkly, and just plain marvelous. We headed up the steps and filed into the dining hall after all the other students, as a big, fat man with a long brown beard called out for all the new students to make a single file line in front of the podium.
"Haggred's the name, boys and girls, now if you'd just line up here we can get you sorted in your houses." He seemed jolly enough. I was in the middle of the line, behind both Ava and Rose, waiting for our turn at the hat. Kid after kid went up and after the hat said a few words, the child was placed into a house.
Before long, Ava and Rose took their seats in the Raven Claw house and it was my turn up to bat.
When the hat was settled on my head all I could think about was Raven claw.
"Hmmm, You're a smart one aren't you? But quite shy I see?" It was quiet for a while as I thought of all the reasons I was shy, not really think to the hat, but more like to myself. "I assure you dear, you are not ugly…..no, no, not Raven claw, that just doesn't suit you…hmmm…" My face fell dramatically and I swung my glance hastily where Ava and Rose sat as they gasped loudly. "I think you'll do well in….GRYFFINDOR!" The hat called out and the Gryffindor table erupted In cheers as I stepped down from the chair and walked towards the Gryffindor table. I kept my head down, blushing slightly at the cheers. They cheered for ever student, but it still made me blush. I will not cry, I will not cry! I pulled my face into an emotionless façade and took a seat at the very end of the table, at least three seats away from where the last person sat.
I kept looking back at my sisters, and they kept their eyes glued to me. I could see the hurt in their eyes, and I'm sure they could see it in mine. How ever much my eyes screamed out for me to just cry, I kept my face perfectly impassive. My lips were set in a small smile, and my shoulders were set squarely. I didn't eat the night. I knew I should, but I didn't. I was skinny, but just the right amount in my opinion. I had a small amount of access fat, but not enough to even be considered chubby, and my curves were just right. I knew that the only good thing, if there even were any, was my body. Not that I wanted anyone looking at my body or anything. It's just that, some people take car of their hair, some their faces, but since both my hair and my face was something I didn't like to think about, I decided to focus on my body. I knew if I skipped this meal I would regret it later when I was hungry and had to pig out on the unhealthy food I kept in my suit case, but I just couldn't bring myself to eat. So I sat there, a few seats away from the rest of the table, starring at my plate, and biting my lip roughly, as everyone else laughed and ate joyfully.
It had been about an hour since we arrived, and we still sat in the dining hall while people continued to stuff their faces. At this point, I just wanted to go to the common rooms, and sleep. I waited impatiently for the rest of the people to get done eating as two red headed boys sat down next to me.
"Well hey there, I'm Fred!" Said the one on my right, "And I'm George!" The one on the left stated. "Fred, do we know this girl?" George asked expectantly to Fred.
"I don't believe we do George!" They chuckled immaturely and stared at me expecting something.
"Well then, come on!" Fred prompted.
"What's your name love?" George clarified.
"Oh," I sighed quietly, "Emily."
"Did you hear that George! Her name is Emily!" Fred smiled at me.
"I believe I did Fred! We've never met and Emily before have we?"
"Oh shut up the lot of you! Your going to scared the poor girl to death!" A girl around my size walked up and scolded the boys. Her hair was brown and in frizzy curls, and another red head boy followed behind her, along with a small little guy with dark hair and glasses. "I'm Hermione Granger." She stated proudly, shooing the twins away and taking the seat next to me, where Fred once sat. "This hear is Ron Weasely, and Harry Potter." She said the last name like it really meant something an I tried to think if I've ever heard him before.
"Oh…?" I looked a little confused and Hermione piped up.
"Surely you know who Harry Potter is!" She sounded astounded but my confused expression stayed.
"Odd." Ron chided and Hermione and Harry nodded their agreement.
"So then, what's your name?" Harry asked, as if purely interested.
"Emily." I smiled up at them.
"Very well then Emily, come on, we're going to the common room, care to join us?" Ron was all too chipper, and his face showed it.
"Sure she would!" Fred and George grinned at the same time, while each grabbing one of my arms and hauling me out of the dining hall. I looked back at my sisters who were shocked into a fit of laughter. They knew I didn't like to meet knew people, so they could only imagine how I felt.
When we got to the common rooms, Fred and George quickly occupied the couch, squashing me down in between the two of them as Ron and Hermione took the love seat to the right, and Harry sat in the arm chair to the left. They started up quiet chatter, complaining about classes they were dreading, and ones they were looking forward too. I sat quietly, knowing nothing about all of this, and watched the clock tick.
When it hit eight thirty, I sprung up out of my seat and announced I must be getting to bed. Some faces looked disappointed, and others impassive as I walked away from the couch only to realize I had no idea where to go.
"Um, where am I supposed to sleep?" I knew that my bags had been delivered to my room, I just didn't know exactly where it was. Hermione stood and took my hand, leading me up the stair case closest to the fire.
"This is the stair case leading to the girl's rooms. Now here's the room I'll be staying in with you and Ginny. She's Ron's sister, nice girl, you'll like her. She opened the second door to the left and walked in. Three beds were arranged against different walls in the square room. It was small, but that wouldn't be a problem. The bathroom was through the door next to the empty bed where my stuff had been placed. A small little thing was laying on the bed opposite from mine, she looked up at me with a huge smile and introduced herself as Ginny. Obviously a Weasley due to her red hair. I smiled back and listened half heartedly as Hermione explained about her study times and said that I was free to join her, I accepted the offer as I made my bed quietly and put away all of my things. When I was done, my watch said nine forty five, and I collapsed on the bed, ready to take that long awaited rest.