Moonlit Night's Singer (MNS): This is the first chapter to my first story here on FanFiction. It may not start out terribly exciting, but I promise that it gets better. Give it a chance?
Also, I do not own, in any way, shape, or form Harry Potter.
Part 1
I woke up to someone banging on the door and yelling. "Get up now! Both of you!"
Click. I shut my eyes and groaned, but the evil light did not retreat. If anything, it shined brighter.
"Come on, Tor." I rolled over and sat up. Turning, I looked at my brother in the doorway. His hair was messy (when wasn't it, though) and he was putting his glasses on. "If we don't hurry, they'll be angrier than they already are."
"I'm coming," I sighed.
That's me. Tori Sydney Potter. And that mean person who turned the evil light on was my brother, Harry James Potter. If you've read the books and seen the movies, then you're probably telling yourself 'He doesn't have a sister.' but you are so very wrong. You only know part of the story. And it's my job to tell you my part. Ok. As I've already said, my name is Tori. I'm 15 years old. I have long, brown hair that reaches half-way down my back and has golden-yellow highlights. I'm as tall as Harry and am pretty strong for someone of my figure. I'm in Gryffindor with my brother, Ron, Hermione, and everyone else. I was in the TriWizard Tournament, too, but I got cut out of the story. Hermione and Ginny are like the sisters I never had. I get along with almost everyone--teachers included. (They like me because of my intellect. -) And I've rambled on enough. Let's get back to the story.
Harry and I, talking as we went, headed down the stairs.
"When did they become so brave? I thought they were afraid of us," I asked.
"Not as much as they used to be, apparently."
I sighed. We reached the bottom of the steps and went into the kitchen. Our alleged aunt, uncle, and cousin were already eating breakfast.
"You two are so irresponsible. You didn't set your alarm clocks and made us come and wake you up. Now, eat your breakfast and bring your things down or you'll be late for the train," Aunt Petunia spat.
Neither one of us saying a word, we sat down and began to eat. I was done before Harry was–I love food. Surprisingly, though, I'm very picky. The only fruit I like is an apple--especially with peanut butter. The only vegetables I'll eat are pickles, potatoes, green beans, and celery. Celery and peanut butter tastes great. (Dear reader: In case you haven't noticed, I really like peanut butter.) I'll pick through my food just so I don't have to eat the vegetables. This morning, there was no need to do that. Eggs, bacon, gravy, sausage, biscuits---the works. It was great.
Anyway, after breakfast, I ran upstairs and grabbed my trunk, which I'd had packed for almost a month, lots of sweets from a loose floorboard under my bed, and my owl, Serena. She was white like Hedwig, but had very few spots. Hagrid had gotten it for me when he got Hedwig. Having gathered all my things, I brought them downstairs and sat on the steps. Harry followed a few minutes later.
Uncle Vernon, Harry, and I loaded everything into the car.
We were just about to leave when, "Oh! Hold on, I forgot something."
Uncle Vernon sighed and said to make it quick. I ran upstairs to my room, reached into my drawer and pulled out the missing items. Running downstairs and out to the car, I climbed in and buckled up.
"Couldn't forget that, could you?"
"Nope! Never! I don't know what I'd do without it." I laughed as Harry shook his head.
Turning my mp3 player on, I selected Linkin Park. As soon as the first song started, I began mouthing the words. I didn't sing them (until I couldn't help it) because I knew that really upset Uncle Vernon. When I'd start singing, he'd say 'Quit singing! We bought you that headset so we couldn't hear the music. But they are of no use if you sing.' He's gotten used to it, though. Despite his warnings, I'd continue to sing. I love singing. I'm an alto, but I can sing some tenor and some soprano. By the time we'd arrived at King's Cross, I'd switched between the different artists about 10 times. We went onto the platform and met up with Ron, Ginny, and Hermione. We all got onto the train and searched for an empty compartment.
After searching for a minute, we found one and quickly filed into it so no one could steal it. After we asked each other how our summer was, the boys started talking about Quidditch. Now, don't get me wrong. I like Quidditch, too. In fact, I'm the one who practices with Harry. I go to every game just to see what the other team is like, but I'm not obsessed like they are. Hermione and Ginny just shook their heads and started talking about what they thought the year would be like.
Not liking any of the conversations, I pulled out my Mp3 player and began to listen to the same songs. I was practicing the songs from the anime show "Gravitation" ( I love anime) when I decided to get out my bag of sweets. No sooner had I pulled it out, then Ron and Harry jumped for it.
"Please, Tor. I'm starving."
"Hmmm." I pretended to think.
"Oh come on, Tor. We just want a few."
"A few? A few? If I gave you guys your definition of a few, I'd be out of candy."
"Fine. But we just want a couple pieces." Boy, they whine a lot.
"May we have some, Tori," Hermione asked.
"Why of course. Help yourselves." The girls dug their hands into the bag.
"Bu- Bu- But, that's not fair. We've been asking for a long time and the second she asks she gets it."
"First of all, Ron, you guys haven't been asking for all that long. Secondly, you've been whining, not asking."
"Fine. Tori, may Ron and I have some candy, please?" asked an annoyed Harry.
"Sure. Help yourselves." They dove for the bag. Geez. You'd think they were dying or something.
"Thanks," they said, sitting down. I shook my head and returned to my music.
Eventually, I put down the Mp3 player and started to get up.
"I'm gonna change into my robes," I said. "We probably should, too." The girls got up and came with me. When we came back, the boys had already changed.
"Goodness, you guys take forever."
"I was done long before them, Ron. Now hush." He was quiet until I put Nickelback on. Then he thought I couldn't hear him, so he talked up a storm. But I let it go.
Before I knew it, we were at school. We all got off and got into a carriage. The ride up to the castle was boring. I'm not one to talk much unless I'm hyper, which is quite often, or there is something good to talk about. I just stared out of the window, talking only when someone talked to me.
"Are you ok, Tori?" Ginny asked. "Tori? Tor!"
I snapped back to reality when a hand was placed on my shoulder. "Huh?"
"Are you alright? You're not talking much."
"When do I?"
"Actually, a lot."
"Really?"
She nodded her head. "Yeah, but you're not today. Is anything wrong?"
"No. I'm just zoning out again," I laughed.
"Oh, well, if you're sure." "I'm fine, Ginny. Really." She turned back to the conversation and I turned bak to the window.
We arrived at the castle a while later. Hermione tripped coming out of the carriage and was caught by Ron. They both blushed a bit. They so like each other. We reached the castle and went into the Great Hall. The first years were sorted, a vast majority were either in Slytherin or Gryffindor, and Dumbledore gave his 'Welcome Back' speech. When the food appeared on the table, you could see the shock in a lot of the first years' eyes. Ron and Harry grabbed a bunch of stuff. Guess they really were hungry. I grabbed tacos, pizza, green beans, and definitely some chocolate brownies.
After dinner, we headed up to the common room. I ran upstairs to see Serena. "Look what I brought you, girl." I handed her some of my pizza. She ate it and nipped at my finger. I walked back downstairs and said hello to my friends. I asked them about their summers and most of them said the same thing: 'We played Quidditch.'
I headed up to bed early that night, which is weird because I usually stay up late, and fell asleep within 20 minutes. The next morning, I got up early and got a shower. I dried my hair and put on my clothes. I walked downstairs. Just as I was headed out, Harry called me. "Do you want to get some breakfast, Tor?"
"Just where I was headed. You read my mind." I sat down beside Harry and ate some food.
I didn't eat that much and Harry started to get worried. "Is anything wrong?"
"What do you mean? Everything's fine."
"Oh. It's just...You went to bed early last night and now you're not eating much. Plus, you hardly talked the whole way here. I just thought something was wrong."
"No. I'm fine." Why does everyone always think something is wrong?
"Ok. If you're sure." He went back to eating. I just sat there and looked around the Great Hall. I didn't eat anything else that morning.
