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Once Upon A Time

Her luggage safely stowed away, Alexandra "Lex" Wakefield began her search for a train compartment. Her tiny black kitten leaped out of her arms and went racing down the aisles. "Newt!" she cried out, but her efforts were futile. The cat had already entered a compartment. With a sigh, she entered it as well.

The boy she found in said apartment seemed to be her age. But unlike her, he wasn't wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Dressed in a green, button-up shirt with collar, recently ironed black dress pants, and completely spotless loafers, he made her feel severely underdressed. Perched on the window sill was a small owl. True to form, her cat was having a staring match with it.

He looked up from the book he was reading, Dark Wizards Through the Ages, and met her gaze as she slowly picked up Newt. "Hi," she simply said.

"Hello," he replied with a blank expression on his face. It seemed like his mind was currently elsewhere. "Are you a Muggleborn?"

She gestured to the seat across from him. When he gave a nod, she sat down. "Yup! How'd ya know?"

"You said hello to me."

Newt curled up in her lap. "I don't get it. Are wizards not friendly?" Curious, and a bit worried, she awaited his response.

"Some are, some aren't," he said rather vaguely. He carefully closed the book. The owl hopped off its perch and onto the cover of the book now next to him. "I'm Blake Croft. The Crofts are an ancient, pure blood family who tend to become dark wizards. After the Battle of Hogwarts..." He gave a hollow chuckle. "We aren't that popular."

"Oh." She had read up about the Battle of Hogwarts. It hasn't impacted her life in any way; she hadn't even known Hogwarts existed. Now it was impacting her life through Blake Croft, and that meant it suddenly mattered.

"I won't be offended if you leave now. I've already been accused of being a Death Eater three times today, and a person I've never met before told me to kill myself." He gave a dry smile. "You leaving would add more fuel to the fire, but, in comparison, it wouldn't be bad."

She stubbornly stayed put. "Then let me the person who dumps a bucket of water on the bonfire!" She held out her hand and grinned at him from underneath her hat. "The name's Alexandra Wakefield, but call me Lex! Oh, and I'm a first year at Hogwarts!"

After a second of hesitation, he shook her hand. "My name, as I said earlier, is Blake Croft. And, like you, I am a first year at Hogwarts."

A/N Hello, wonderful Souls~ Considering the fact that I've never posted a HP fic before, I'm guessing the majority of you haven't met before. I'm SoulErrorArwitch, but please feel free to call me Soul or Sea. The majority of my fanfictions are Minecraft fanfictions, but I have other ones as well. I call all of my readers my "Souls" because of my bad sense of humor. ^_^

This is the beginning of a series of "snapshots" of the lives of Alexandra "Lex" Wakefield and Blake Croft, two magical individuals whose story takes place three years after the events of The Deathly Hallows.

I hope you all enjoyed this chapter, and enjoy the ones that will come in the future. ^_^