WHOO! WHOO! Went the Hogwarts Express as it was leaving the station, 100,000 families said good-bye to there children, maybe there were more, I wasn't quite sure. I only got scolded when I got on the train by my evil grandmother when I snuck on without her knowing. Idiot, I thought as I got on the train for my fourth year at Hogwarts. So, all I had with me is my wand and 3 books: The Outsiders, The Stone Child, and Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, my favorite bed time story my mom used to read to me until she got killed by Voldermort when I was 8. My dad abandoned me and my mom, about 3 days after she told him that she was a witch and 5 months after I was born. I know who my dad is, but I've always been afraid of telling anyone about my powers and my dad. I just need to tell someone at the right place at the right time. When the train stopped, I was in my uniform, but I got shoved forward and fell to the floor. Also Malfoy and his two goons twice my size laughed at me as they stomped me on the floor, still laughing as the got off the train. I sat up, just to look at my books scattered on the floor, and I tried to pick them up. Then a boy, who seemed famliar to me, helped me pick up my books. It got embarassing when I was trying to pick up Charlie and The Chocolate Factory, our hands touched and we both looked up, and the nice boy who was helping me was Harry Potter. The boy I had a crush on since our second year together. I started to feel the blood rush up to my cheeks in embarassment, so I looked down. He was blushing too, I couldn't see if he was, but I knew he was. He handed me my book and walked away with Hermione and Ron tailing behind. We welcomed the new kids and Fred and George did there annual prank on the kids. When I went to bed that night, a little girl woke me up and told me,
"I'm kind of scared...can I sleep with you?" I nodded silently as she climbed in next to me. I kissed her on the cheek and told her good night. But that night was nothing but good for me. I had a vision dream again, I saw my dad and mom on their wedding day, then it faded to black and saw my mom get murdered by you-know-who, me in full power fury, then me falling off my broom on purpose during a Quiditch match, falling to a suicidal death, and when I was about to join Hades in the Underworld, I woke up in a cold sweat. Everyone was around me, even the boys, and I was wondering what happened. Then I saw Harry, and next to him Professor McGonagal. Oh boy, I thought as I got out of my bed, everyone staring at me like I was a phsyco.
"Miss Regan," said Professor McGonagal, "I think you need to talk to the Headmaster about your dreams. They got quite...violent." As I went through the crowd of kids, teens, and the twins, they made a path for me, there faces outlined with fear. I wondered what had happened, but when I looked at the bed, I knew. Because there was NO bed. It was just a pile of ashes.