Chapter 1- Six, Just Six
"Another year at Hogwarts!" Hermione stated as they took their seat in an empty compartment. She brushed off her skirt from all loose but invisible dirt a secretive smirk on her face. Harry couldn't hide his excitement either. "It doesn't seem like that long ago that we were first years." Ron said as he soon after bit the head off a chocolate frog he just so recently pulled off the passing sweets trolly.
Suddenly the Hogwarts Express let out it's normal departing whistle and the train jerked forward. Hours passed as the three chatted on when Harry noticed the compartment door slide open and a girl his age lean in.
Her hair was long and to her waist even though it was held up in a double ponytail, (like pig tails but so far in the back and close to each other it looks like two ponytails side by side) and the strongest lime green most had ever seen. Loose pieces fell into her eyes softly, having an almost misty kind of look as she looked around. She had a button nose and was clothed in a pair of baggy black pants with purple pinstripes and a tight orange shirt. Her eyes were a pastel purple and were surrounded by thick black eyeliner, rigid contrasting her iris's greatly.
She bit her lip in a slightly embarassed way and spoke in a nervous tone. "Do you mind if I sit with you for the trainride? I've been booted out of my compartment..." She said somewhat trailing off at the end. Harry felt an odd jerk in his hand as he pushed ron to Hermione's side to clear the seat next to him. "Sure." He said in the most nonchalant voice he could achieve.
She took a seat beside Harry and looked at the other two across from her. Hermione stuck out her hand in her usual confident way. "Hello, I'm Hermione Granger," She pointed to Ron. "and that's Ron Weasly." Ron smiled as he finished the last of his eight chocolate frogs. "Ow d'foo do?" Ron said with a full mouth. Harry laughed, "I'm Harry Potter, what's your name?" She giggled as Crookshanks found a new home on her lap. "I'm Six, just Six. I don't think I've ever had a last name..." Six said screwing up her face as if she was in some concentration. A few minutes passed when all that could be heard was the purring of Crookshanks and Hermione felt as though she should probably start a conversation.
"So what house are you in, and why havn't we seen you before?" She said in a quizzical voice. Six shrugged "I got transfered here from my school in Japan. I guess thats where I picked up this style." She said pausing as she looked down at her apparel. "So why are you here now?" Ron said, hoping to jump into the dialog. She smiled and let out a chuckle. "I suppose because I am a true trouble maker being a metamorphmagus and all." Ron and Harry looked somewhat puzzled but Hermione seemed interested. "A metamorphmagus? Isn't that someone who can change their appearence as often as they want?" Six smiled. "Oh yes, and don't think I havn't used it to my advantage." She gave a devilish smile and touched her nose and made it turn hooked, ran her fingers along her eyebrows which sprang to life and became incredibly bushy and she grabbed her bottom lip making in abnormally large. She grunted and scrached her armpits before making everything return back to normal by touching it again. They all laughed and she smiled so sincerly at Harry his heart raced faster than it ever did for Cho, faster than it did when he faced Voldemort. Her eyes bored into his soul, as her face started to become flushed she looked away.
'W-was she blushing?' He said to himself in a half-excited half-heartfelt way. The train jerked once more as they all scrambled for their robes. 'How did we get here so fast? I remember the trip to Hogwarts taking ages...' He shook it off and gathered his robes... never had he wished so hard that someone he met to be in his house. His insides squirmed, he might actually survive this year...