Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuu-Oops, Harry Potter. I don't own
Fushigi Yuugi either though...^^
AN: I was reading the 4th book for about the 183rd time today and I decided to stray away from my little corner of Fushigi Yuugi(the BEST anime ever! Tasuki rules!^^)and write a H.P. fic. It's my first try at this and dedicated to mai best buddie, Grace. She likes Malfoy da best... sooo...yah.
Note: This is after their 5th year at Hogwarts and Voldemort has been terrorising towns... etc.
Chapter 1: The Hogwarts Express...
By: fire demoness
I walked to the last compartment of the Hogwarts Express and slid open the door. Immediately, I regretted not finding a seat sooner. There were only a few people sitting there... Potter and his "pals." Out of all of Hogwats WHY did they have to be in the last compartment not filled?
"Come Goyle. Crabbe"
I motioned for them to follow and we entered the room casually, Potter and the Weasley's eyes still watching my every move. I sneered back in return, sitting down in the seat right across from Potter. That Hermione girl was reading a book, no surprise there.
"What do you want now Malfoy? Have nothing better to do than to taint the room with your disgusting face?" Ron asked, glaring at Crabbe, who growled back.
" Is that REALLY the best you can come up with Weasley? Pathetic, even for YOU. And we just had the Oh-so-fortunate luck to run out of seats in the other 20-or so( I am guessing 20-or so, maybe more) compartments, so I'm afraid we'll have to deal with being in the same atmosphere with each other."
I smirked at him, enjoying his look of utter fury. He looked as if he was going to insult something back at me, but just then the train screeched to a stop. Granger finally closed her book and glanced at her watch. Her face turned to that of confusion and Ron forgot about me.
"it's not even CLOSE to when we arrive in platform 2/3."
Potter stood up immediately, always the hero of things. Enough to make you sick. Weasley stumbled up after him, always the little shadow.
"We're going to check out what's wrong. Hermione, you stay here."
She nodded and looked out the window. I nodded at Crabbe and Goyle and we rose too.
"Now what Malfoy? Isn't it alright for you to just stay put?"
Potter glared at me, irritated. That was fine with me. I smirked back at him.
"Always the perfect hero of things eh Potter? Isn't it my right to be curious why the train stopped moving?"
Goyle and Crabbe snickered back behind me as Potter and Weasley walked to the door without a word. Potter's hand was on the handle when the door slid open from the other side.
A woman stood there, her blond hair mussed and eyes wild. She groaned and collapsed.
TBC?????????
I have a semi-plot for this. I do hope this is original... Umm... oh sorry chapter is so short. I would LOVE a review...or 12. ^^.
AN: I was reading the 4th book for about the 183rd time today and I decided to stray away from my little corner of Fushigi Yuugi(the BEST anime ever! Tasuki rules!^^)and write a H.P. fic. It's my first try at this and dedicated to mai best buddie, Grace. She likes Malfoy da best... sooo...yah.
Note: This is after their 5th year at Hogwarts and Voldemort has been terrorising towns... etc.
Chapter 1: The Hogwarts Express...
By: fire demoness
I walked to the last compartment of the Hogwarts Express and slid open the door. Immediately, I regretted not finding a seat sooner. There were only a few people sitting there... Potter and his "pals." Out of all of Hogwats WHY did they have to be in the last compartment not filled?
"Come Goyle. Crabbe"
I motioned for them to follow and we entered the room casually, Potter and the Weasley's eyes still watching my every move. I sneered back in return, sitting down in the seat right across from Potter. That Hermione girl was reading a book, no surprise there.
"What do you want now Malfoy? Have nothing better to do than to taint the room with your disgusting face?" Ron asked, glaring at Crabbe, who growled back.
" Is that REALLY the best you can come up with Weasley? Pathetic, even for YOU. And we just had the Oh-so-fortunate luck to run out of seats in the other 20-or so( I am guessing 20-or so, maybe more) compartments, so I'm afraid we'll have to deal with being in the same atmosphere with each other."
I smirked at him, enjoying his look of utter fury. He looked as if he was going to insult something back at me, but just then the train screeched to a stop. Granger finally closed her book and glanced at her watch. Her face turned to that of confusion and Ron forgot about me.
"it's not even CLOSE to when we arrive in platform 2/3."
Potter stood up immediately, always the hero of things. Enough to make you sick. Weasley stumbled up after him, always the little shadow.
"We're going to check out what's wrong. Hermione, you stay here."
She nodded and looked out the window. I nodded at Crabbe and Goyle and we rose too.
"Now what Malfoy? Isn't it alright for you to just stay put?"
Potter glared at me, irritated. That was fine with me. I smirked back at him.
"Always the perfect hero of things eh Potter? Isn't it my right to be curious why the train stopped moving?"
Goyle and Crabbe snickered back behind me as Potter and Weasley walked to the door without a word. Potter's hand was on the handle when the door slid open from the other side.
A woman stood there, her blond hair mussed and eyes wild. She groaned and collapsed.
TBC?????????
I have a semi-plot for this. I do hope this is original... Umm... oh sorry chapter is so short. I would LOVE a review...or 12. ^^.