Chapter 1
I grinned as I made my way down the platform my white hair blowing in the billowing smoke from the train. I heard other girls saying how my white hair look 'weird' and 'it was obvious I was trying to copy Luna Lovegood', I mean why would I even try to copy a student who went to Hogwarts 20 years ago! I knew my hair looked bloody weird especially as my skin was a coffee, kind of carmel-ish colour, the reason my hair was stark white is because my brother, Leon had done a permanent dying charm on it when I was 6, the only person who knew this was my best friend Zöe.
The Scarlet engine had begun to pump more steam now which came in great plumes, I could see Zoë in the distance her overbite making her smile look comical, she beckoned eagerly as she showed off her newly tan complexion as a result of a tricky charm in 'Madame Marchant's marvellous beauty Miracle spells book, in my head I estimated she had three days before she became as pale as a first year faced with a boggart, like usual.
As we boarded the train I heard more pitiful gossip from the 5th year girls, I mean I knew they were jealous all my on and off dating with James (I'm muggle words we had an open relationship), the most they'd ever done with him was pop a fainting fancy in their mouth in the hope that James Potter would catch them in his strong seekers arms.