I, the Bear, Lana and Tricia, the Hawk make no profit off of this work of fiction based off of another great work of fiction by J.K. Rowling. She is the sole person who reaps any creative fiction writing from her Harry Potter novels. Enjoy. However, the only thing we own is Nathaniel.
In the corner, her eyes concentrating on the passing hillsides, sat a tall, proportionate girl whose skin was nearly translucent. Her features were mainly small and feminine, framed by curly auburn hair. Cerulean eyes glanced back from the window to her friend who was nearly shouting in annoyance at their friends' lateness. "This is absolutely ridiculous, Katie! It doesn't take a half an hour just to find a fucking compartment!"Katie just chuckled at the other girl, turning back to her obviously more interesting window. The other girl, Riley, huffed and stopped her tangent. For a Ravenclaw, she was very feisty, but strangely enough resembled her houses founder to a point. She too was very pale, with scattered freckles over her pixie-like, ski-slope nose. Her eyes were a warm brown and contrasting her skin was black, thin hair. In fact, as opposed to Rowena Ravenclaw, she was pretty similar to the muggle Snow White as well. Riley was a cute girl at first glance, short, curvy and pretty, but her personality to say was the something you would , the compartment door was yanked open by a girl who couldn't seem to pull her face away from Justin Finch-Fletchary. She was finally pulled away by Riley who grabbed the girl's waist and forcibly sat her down, not pausing for a second to give her a disapproving look. "I see you get over people quickly Melissa," Riley's voice was ice cold and clearly angry, that Melissa avoided looking her in the eye at all waved and half-smiled from the corner but resumed to staring out the window. This was an argument she did not want to get herself involved in. Although, one couldn't blame a guy for wanting this girl, even if it was only for her body. She was average with height and weight but her hourglass figure had given her incredible appeal. Her features were small as well with ever-changing green eyes framed by purple glasses and a mess of curly brown hair on her head. Melissa had a nice, year round tan without even trying that really contrasted to the two Ravenclaws' pale skin. They sat in silence until yet another disturbance knocked frantically at the door. They could hear yells from the other side of the train, a high-pitch female voice and an angered male one to which the girl replied "Would you shut your mouth you little good for nothing bitch!" before entering the nearly full compartment. She sighed and waved to the group before taking a seat across from Katie."What was that?" Katie laughed, "Should I write you up? I am a prefect you know,""Yeah well, I'm pretty sure Malfoy is too, although he's never had the nerve before. Besides that, it's not my fault he instigates every dispute," the other girl was very different from the other three, although her height was the same as Riley, she was petite in general, although not perfectly flat as a board, the little curves she did have served her well and any more would overpower her small frame. She wasn't a pixie, however, due to her strong, Eastern-European nose and dark eyes, but she was fair skinned none-the-less. Her hair was chocolate-brown in a sleek cut that reached just past her shoulders, which she claimed was "difficult to manage," but complimented her either way. Her entrance was short lived as the final girl made her way into the compartment, much more calmly than the other two. A smile, a wave and a "Bye Blaise," was enough for everyone to get suspicious, all but Katie, who seemed to care less about who was snogging who these days. "Well it's about time!" Riley exclaimed with an exasperated last girl was a Slytherin, who couldn't help but to smirk at the strange combination of friends she had. Two Ravenclaws, a Hufflepuff and a Gryffindor all crammed into one compartment with a Slytherin; at this point it was only a strange sight for first year however. The Slytherin was Lana, a girl who was a few inches from being tall, though she was still the second tallest of the group. She had a curvy, hourglass figure with her naturally tan skin from Latin heritage. Her hair was a dark brown with ringlets of curls that cascaded to her shoulders. Her features complimented her, though they were neither tiny nor bold, and her lips nearly always kept that classic, Slytherin , this was a very strange group of friends indeed.
It took a few minutes before Lana and Katie began executing conversations comfortable for everyone to answer, although it was obvious Riley and Tricia were still fuming after learning about Melissa's new fling. Although she insisted he was much more than any other boy she's dated, none of the girls regarded that as the truth. However, to avoid any upset feelings and Melissa's most common defense for all of her previous boyfriend, they treaded on a different topic although not much more pleasant."You're going to be surrounded by Death Eaters at this point, aren't you?" Riley pointed out in all her grinned and shrugged at the thought. "You know they're not all that bad you know. They're just a bit...exclusive,""Exclusive my ass!" Riley, who was already angry made everyone else shrink back, "Those pricks need to learn a little respect. They can't just walk around with their noses in the air thinking they're- they're-""I got it Riley, you don't like them, but they are my friends outside of you guys. And they're actually good friends,"They sat in silence, Katie and Tricia exchanging worried glances as it seemed that this year wasn't going to start without a fight. Melissa, who had zoned out throughout the conversation, excused herself without any reason behind it, although they all knew where she was tension lessened once she left as they spread themselves out among the seats, talking about their busy summers."I really should have brought you with me Trish; there could not have been more shoes to choose from!" Katie exclaimed, using her newfound habit of speaking with her hands. They laughed at her excitement and agreed that she would have been a big help."For you maybe, but I'd be on a shoe-high," Tricia smiled at the thought, "But I had a hell of a culture rush in Thailand, and I'm sorry, I love Venice as much as the next person but I wouldn't trade that for Thailand,""Well I'm glad at least someone had a great summer," Riley huffed"What? Glastonbury wasn't enough?" Lana poked her in the ribs making her jump and squeal. "Aside from that! I spend my whole summer with my muggle relatives, I couldn't even practice Quidditch!""Oh poor Riley!"After a moment, Katie shot up, her eyes wide."Oh shoot! Lana, we have to get to the prefect's compartment!"They dashed out the door faster than the other two could blink, almost running over Melissa who stood by the door. She sat down across from Tricia and Riley, who stared daggers before focusing their attention to Riley's chocolate frog."I sure hope we get to Hogwarts soon," Tricia whispered to Riley who could do no more than shake her head in annoyance."Me too baby girl, me too,"
Arriving at Hogwarts was really more like coming home. Katie could never cease to be amazed at the mammoth castle with its elaborate architecture, created by her house founder herself. But her favorite part of the castle was the enchanted ceiling in the Great Hall, where the stars were shining more brightly than ever, but she couldn't help but notice something eerie looming through the castle. Ignoring the feeling, she took her seat next to Riley, who was immersed in her conversation with Luna Lovegood. She craned her neck to see Lana quietly listening to Draco Malfoy among his other friends. Sitting right behind the Ravenclaw's at the Hufflepuff table, Melissa had her head laid on Justin Fletchary's shoulder, their hands intertwined while he softly kissed her jaw line. Turning back, she could see Tricia greeting her friends as she sat thoughts were interrupted by Dumbledore's booming voice, welcoming the first years which had appeared in the front of the Great Hall.
The sorting took long enough for Katie to begin to zone out again, becoming more aware of that eerie feeling she had earlier. She saw nothing out of the ordinary as she scanned the Hall, noting all the house ghosts, familiar teachers, and no students seemed suspicious. But something was making her light headed, and her eyes were losing focus.
"Katie!" Riley gently shook her friend's arm, "Are you okay? Aren't you hungry?"
Katie stared at her blankly for a moment before she looked down at her empty plate. Her stomach grumbled but she couldn't bring herself to eat anything without the thought of throwing up.
"You know, I think I'll pass for tonight, I think I got a little train sick on the way here and the last thing I want to do is eat,"
She gave Katie one hard look, searching for a lie she knew was there hidden on her face. When she found nothing, she turned back to her plate, making sure to glance at Katie every now and then
"You'll be very proud of me," a tall, lean boy came up behind Tricia, placing a small kiss on her cheek."Lemmie guess, you finally learned French after six summers spent there?"He narrowed his eyes at her, trying to look threatening, but he couldn't manage to keep a smile off his face."Nope, unfortunately that doesn't seem like a possible accomplishment in my life," he joked, "However, I can be uncharacteristically sneaky, especially after Fred and George sent me these,"He pulled out a box of Ton-Tongue Toffee, grinning at Tricia's surprised expression."What did you do?" she asked in intrigue."Well I can't admit to that," he replied, crossing his arms."Nathanial just tell us what you did!" exclaimed Ginny Weasley, who was bursting with curiosity."How 'bout I tell you what I didn't do. I didn't trick some second years that these were the Weasley's new product, Candy in a Box. And I didn't tell them to deliver it to Crabbe and Goyle as payment for their generous volunteer work as product testers. And of course I didn't ask them to deliver it right away,"Turning toward the Slytherin table, they could see the
Crabbe and Goyle, the two miserable oafs, were eating just about the entire end of the Slytherin table worth of food. A fact many of the other Slytherins weren't quite pleased with, since their plates weren't even half full, those Slytherins, practicing their nonverbal magic on the two, happened to be Blaise Zabini, Lana, Draco Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, and Millicent running up to the Slytherin table was two eager little second year Gryffindors, by the names of Abby McClouds and Peter Jacoby both of them had bright toothed smiles and a parcel in their hands with a quick script splashed on them. "Watch this now, I'll have to pay these two brave kids later." Nathaniel whispered into the cave of friends, getting himself ready for the lovely sight that was about to be unleashed.
Crabbe and Goyle looked over their shoulders to the two small Gryffindors, who were holding up their parcels as offerings, and shoved them to the ground, each holding a chicken leg in their left hand and ripped the packaging from their hands. The boxes in the parcels were plain wood, just holding a little pink cupcake a top of the box. Exchanging excited smiles, the two oafs of the school, started throwing haphazardly massive portions of black candies into their mouths. Just simply exchanging simple looks of happiness between each other every few bites or so.
"Well, drat, I'll have to tell Fred and George their merchandise needs some work." Nathaniel muttered under his breathe, returning back to his potatoes.
But, a shout then came from the Slytherin table.
"Goyle! Crabbe! Stop eating those!" Pansy screamed. The toffee symbol had transformed itself into a set of looping W's appeared on the box.
The effects were delayed, but held their humor none the less. Both boys, looking from Draco, to Snape, to themselves in a matter of ten seconds spat the toffees all over the table, leaving many dinners to be thrown away, and started scratching their tongues. None of that was coming from quality Weasley merchandise though, their tongues seemed to fall out of their mouths, but never stopped. Until they were about as tall as themselves and wrapping around each other's arms, but that was not the last of it. The final touch on George's colorful account was their snake like tongues to turn a bright purple.
The entire Great Hall erupted in laughter, not able to contain it as Goyle and Crabbe tried shoving their tongues back down their throats, Snape just put his head in his hands waving towards them to leave with Madame Pomfrey running after the two. Lana was having a hard time containing herself from laughing at her fellow classmates, and merely opted to put her head down on the table, to hide as much as possible, her laughter. The other four, not being in the same house as those two oafs, let out laughs as loud as they pleased, while Nathaniel merely smiled and went over to the small Gryffindors and gave them four galleons each.
A throat cleared itself from the end of the Great Hall. It was the Headmaster. Professor Dumbledore was only looking on from his chair smiling and turned to fully face his students "I daresay it is possible to announce fully, that the school year has begun."
Slowly, after dessert was finished, all twenty four of the prefects made their way to stand first, looking towards the end of their tables, and walking over to the collect the first years. Katie was reasonably patient with the kids, while Lana wasn't paying any mind to them. She was smacking Draco upside the head for scaring the 1st years by saying they had to pass 'initiation' with the Dark Lord to gain access to the great common room of Slytherins. Once the rest of the prefects and first years were gone from the Great Hall, Dumbledore bid the rest of the houses goodnight, and clicked his fingers so the food and dishes dashed back off to the kitchens.
Tricia, Lissa, and Riley all bid each other a friendly goodnight, though Tricia could note that Lissa looked very solemn, while Riley on the other hand, had the most aggravated face of annoyance, but there was a smirk of happiness and murk about it. Tricia didn't bother to employ, her cork had a new message on it from Lana.
Katie and I have first patrol tonight by the Room of Requirement. Come at 9. Lots of news.