Author: Moony Lover

Summary: What if the Hogwarts Train had never arrived to it's destiny?

Disclaimer: Not mine, never will be. I only own the characters you don't recognize in the story.

CHAPTER 1

"Mummy, I'm gonna miss you…"

"I'm gonna miss you too, darling, but we'll see each other really soon, you don't have to worry about that…"

"I know, but still…"

"Still, you are going to have an amazing time at Hogwarts. It's your first year, remember?"

The red headed witch looked at her 11 year old daughter directly in her shinny silver eyes. The little girl just smiled proudly at her mother's mention of Hogwart's first year. She had been waiting for this day for so long, and now that she was living it, she only wished time could go slower for her to be with her mother for more time.

"ONE MINUTE TO GO!"

The loud voice came from inside the last carriage of the train. A huge man was ringing a bell while shouting that the kids should board the train.

After looking at the man sadly, the little girl turned her head once more to her mother with teary eyes. "I'm going to miss you, mummy"

"I'm going to miss you too, Alana," she said giving the toddler a warm embrace. "But don't forget, we'll see each other real soon. Ok?"

"ALL ABOARD!"

The little girl gave her mother a desperate look. "Mummy, I don't want to go…"

"You have to, sweetie. Don't worry, ok? Mummy will write you"

"But…"

"You have to go, darling" And with that she grabbed her daughter's hand and took her running to the last carriage of the train where kids of the same age were supposed to be. Some of them were crying, some laughing, some green and some really shocked just to say anything. "Mummy, no!" But Alana couldn't do anything to help her mother from getting her into the train and then walk away some steps. Alana tried to jump but she couldn't: the door got suddenly closed with an abrupt noise. She ran to the last wagon and opened a window to call for her mother. The old witch ran and gave her hand through the window's train. "Everything's going to be ok, sweety"she smiled and then the train started to speed. "Have fun!" Alana let go her mother's hand and runned to get something from her bag. "I love you," the mother said and then the train went so fast that was quickly out of her view.

Inside the train Alana had grabbed a parchment and a pen and had written something on it. When she got up happily to show it to her mother she realized that the train station was already long gone.

Alana sat defeated in her sit and grabbed the parchment. Putting her head on her hands she cried silent and alone.

It was sunset when Alana woke up from her long nap. A little boy was shaking her. "Hi, wake up!"

Alana sat straight in her sit and rubbed her eyes with her tiny hands. She then looked around and realized that she and the boy were the only ones in the compartment.

"It's already sunset, you know?" the little boy told her. She looked at him funnily and then mumbled a very sleepy 'no'

"Well, we'll be arriving at school in two or three hours more… at 9 o'clock sharp"

"And what time is it?"

"6:30 and 15 seconds..16..17..18.."

"Thank you" Alana said quickly. She hadn't asked for the exact hour. Opening her eyes a little more she took a look to the little boy who was now distracted eating some Berttie Botts Every Flavour Bean. He had blue eyes and really blond hair. He had a big nose, but it looked good on him. Alana thought he was kind of handsome. Very prince-like. He seemed to radiate some kind of aurora

A sudden growl from her stomach made her realize she was, indeed, very, very hungry. The little boy realized this and grinned. "Do you want a Bean?"

"Yes, thank you" and she grabbed 3 or 4 flavours while she looked for her bag. When she found it she grabbed a little purse where she kept her money. "Where can I buy some food?"

But the boy shook his head. "I'm afraid that the trolley lady is already gone. But I can give you some of the food I bought, do you want it?"

"Yes, please"

He smiled and walked away, he came five minutes later carrying his bag. He took some of the chocolate frogs and other things he had bought and hadn't eaten and gave them to Alana. She smiled gratefully and grabbed the food.

"What's your name?"

"Brandon. Yours?"

"Alana"

"Where are you from, Alana?"

"Ireland. What about you?"

"Wales"

They were both silent for some seconds, as Alana ate and Brandon looked around searching for something to say.

"Do you have brothers or sisters?"

Alana shook her head. "No, I'm the only one. You?"

"I have a sister" he said. " She's already in Hogwarts… in her seventh year. She's a head girl"

"Wow…" Alana thought for some seconds for something to say. She didn't want Brandon to think she's really stupid. "I just hope I do good in this year…I don't want to be the last one"

"You won't" the kid said. "You come from a muggle family?"

She shook her head. "No. You?"

"No" he said. "What house do you think you'll be in?"

"Hufflepuff or Gryffindor" she smiled. "My mother was been in Gryffindor, and my father in Hufflepuf.. so, I hope I'll be in one of those. What about you?"

"Gryffindor… in both sides of my family" he seamed proud. "I guess I'll be in Gryffindor as well"

"I'm sure you will"

Alana tried to sound polite.

They kept on talking like that for half an hour, when, all of the sudden, they felt like their carriage started shaking. They both looked at each other scared. Just when Alana was about to say anything the shaking stopped. Sighing relieved she looked out the window. The next thing she saw made her freeze for a moment.

When she looked out the window she could feel that the carriage was starting to shake again, this time more abruptly. With teary eyes she tried to look outside to see what was happening. All of the sudden she saw a train next to them, really similar to the Hogwarts Express… wait, it was the Hogwarts Express but… no, it couldn't be right! The last two carriages were broken and destroyed, upside down. Kids from all ages were crying and trembling as the adults surrounded them and grabbed what it seamed to be the body of a sleeping child… the clothes… the hair, she recognized him immediately. It was Brandon! Looking around she realized that the rest of the train was fine, but only the carriages with the first years were travelling were destroyed, the iron was burnt, and there were still some little flames on them. There were small bodies around the floor, people crying at the feet of the lifeless bodies, screaming and even some of them collapsing or gasping for breath.

And then, she saw it, a man, gently pulling a little girl's body out of the rubble. She had curly brown-reddish hair, not really long… and even though the clothes were totally torn off and stained with blood she recognized them immediately… They were hers!

And then, she saw her mother, next to her other self's body, crying.

And that's when she realized: she had died.

A sudden crush made the train bump off the rails, making those Alana's last few moments alive.

"It's exciting right? Our sixth year in Hogwarts!"

"You seam really happy comparing to the pre-Hogwarts depression you had last week when I called you, Padfoot" Remus Lupin told his friend who was sitting in front of him, eating chocolate frogs and drinking pumpkin juice. His whole seat was covered with packets of food and sweets they had bought not long ago
Sirius grinned, and tying his hair back he said, "Well, my dear Moony, I have come to a conclusion"

Another boy next to then suddenly started coughing but it was no normal cough, more as if he were trying to hide laughter. His glasses almost fell off as he kept his useless attempts to hide his laughter. He couldn't suppress it much longer, so he decided it was better laugh freely, easier too. The other boy, Sirius, gave him an interrogative look, while Remus and Peter laughed along with his friend.

"I suppose you find something funny, my dear Prongs, so if you are such a darling and tell me…"

"Well, Sirius…" James coughed some more, rubbed the tears out of his eyes, and then looked at the person in front of him. "I suppose you haven't heard your sentence?"

"I did, actually. So if you are so kind and tell me…" Sirius was being unusually polite. He didn't really like acting like that, it was really out of character, but every time his intelligence was put on doubt he felt the need to adopt this polite, and in other words not-arrogant, personality.

"Well, my dear Moony, I have come to a conclusion" James imitated his friend's voice, making Sirius give him a deathly look.

"There's a problem with that, I presume?" the teenage asked, in a very posh-polite-way.

"C'mon Sirius!" James laughed. "When was the last time you actually came to a conclusion? You don't act with conclusions!"

Sirius decided that polite time was over. "What are you talking about, James?" but he too was laughing.

"What do you think we are going to do this year?" Another boy asked, he had brown short hair, a long tiny nose and his eyes looked like they were always wet.

"I don't know" Sirius shrugged. "I just hope we get, at least, as much as detentions as last year"

"You know, for your life's goal, it is not so productive"

"Shut it, Potter, you are just jealous"

"Yeah, right!"

Sirius laughed and looked out of the window. Nothing out of ordinary, the sun was already going down, making the sky be in wonderful violet-orange tones. It was starting to be a little cooler, the landscape was the same.. the same old trees like every other year, the same old grass. Sirius sighed looking out of the window. I guess some things never change…

With a blink of the eye, Sirius realized that all of the landscape had suddenly changed. The same trees were there, the same flowers and grass… but there was something more.

He came closer to the window, to try to distinguish what that huge thing was…it was huge thing made of iron. The colours… the numbers, it all looked so familiar! And then it hit him. How had he been so stupid he hadn't realized before? It was the Hogwarts Express he was seeing! But how? He was on it, how was it able that he saw the same train he was travelling in now?

But it didn't look like the Hogwarts Express at all. The last two wagons were upside down, as if they had crushed, broke or something. There were tons of people running around, most of them crying and some of them lying on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably. Medi Wizards and Aurors were taking out little bodies of kids from the last wagons of the train. None of them moved. Not a single one.

The last body they took out was the body of a little girl, she had curly brown-reddish hair, a pink dress with pink shoes and white gloves. Or at least they had been white, for now they were all covered with blood, like her clothes, her hair… everything. It looked like she had been a pretty girl. And when they put her body down in the floor an older woman ran, crying, to it. She bent over and grabbed the little girl's dead body. A man was behind her, his head looking down, not able to see the picture in front of him. The mother started rocking the little girl, making the little girl's head fall to the side… one of her eyes was open.

And it was looking directly at him.

Sirius screamed and got back from his position fast , falling in the floor. His friends looked at him strangely while he tried to calm himself down still looking out of the window. The whole dramatic scene had gone.

"Sirius? Are you ok?" It was Remus. His blue eyes preoccupied with his best friend's state. He bent over to Sirius, just like James, and tried to see if his friend needed help. Peter stayed in his place, looking frightened at the boy in the floor.

"What happened, Sirius?" James asked as he and Remus helped Sirius to stand up. He turned his head to the window, to see what was happening, why was Sirius looking at it scared. He saw nothing, just the ordinary landscape.

"Are you ok, Padfoot?"

Sirius sat straight in his sit and touched his forehead. It was all sweaty. He nodded fast and nervously.

"What happened?"

"N-Nothing, n-nothing at all"

That night Sirius couldn't even stick one eye together. What was that thing he had seen back in the Hogwarts Express? Who was the little girl? She had died, that's for sure. But he still got the creeps every-time he remembered her, and how her face fell to her side with an eye open. It had been so… surreal. He was totally used to see strange things, and even more with ghosts and those kinds of things but this was totally different… dead people were involved. And the Hogwarts Express.

Sighing, Sirius got up from his bed and went to the window. He put his face in his hands and glared at the floor for some minutes, thinking over and over of the scene he had seen today. The Hogwarts Express… kids dead… how could it have been possible? The Hogwarts Express is one of the safest ways to travel around the magical world and still…

He slowly raised his head up to see the Dark Forest. Everything was so quiet… and even so there were so many different creatures there that it was unbelievable. Having deep thoughts of the Forest, Sirius turned around and went to his bed. Once lying peacefully in it, he turned around to face the window, ready to fall into a deep slumber…

"ARRGH!" Jumping up, Sirius screamed loudly.

The lights of the room flicked on and his friends yanked opened the curtains to see what was happening.

"Padfoot? Are you ok?"

"Sirius? What's happening!"

Sirius couldn't answer, he was breathing deeply, his forehead sweating… and even more, he couldn't take the view off of the window.

James got up and walked to the window to check if there was anything unusual and then walked to his bed. "There's nothing Sirius, go back to sleep''

Sirius said nothing; he was still too shocked. When he had turned around in his bed he had seen the face of the little girl once again. But this time her face was covered in blood, just like her hair, but both of her eyes were opened, crying and looking straight into Sirius's eyes. And she was moaning, 'Listen to me, please…'