Disclaimer: All characters belong to J. K. Rowling except for Anjli Singh. MY own characters who come in later in the story are Kiara Baisley and Mark Patricks.
A/N- Hey! This is my first fanfic! Please read and review. It is rated R because of sexual content later on in the story.
The New Girl"Intercity 25 is now leaving from platform 3. All guests traveling please board now". "All passengers traveling to Surrey please board at platform 5 now". Amid all the rush and voices, a small girl slowly made her way through the crowd. The dark brown-black haired girl looked around with a nervous glint in her eyes. Slowly she advanced towards platform nine and ten. She stopped a good distance away from the barrier and stopped, causing hurried people to curse and glare angrily at her. Skeptically she raised her head to look at the barrier. According to the letter she had received from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, she had to walk straight through the barrier between platforms nine and ten to get to the Hogwarts Express. Cautiously, she began to walk forward slowly. As her doubt grow, she sped up until she was several feet away and had broken into a fast jog. When she approached two feet away, she shut her eyes tightly. She didn't open them till she heard a loud whistle and the voice of the conductor yelling, "All aboard the Hogwarts Express from platform 9 ¾!" The girl opened her eyes widely and emitted a small smile. "Hey it worked," she said out loud to herself. She began pushing her cart towards a compartment. She began searching for and empty compartment. Finally finding one towards the back, she loaded her trunk into the compartment. Settling herself down in a corner seat, she pulled out a book, curled up and soon she was engrossed in another mysterious adventure. Just as Carla was captured by the evil black wizard, (she still loves these stories even though she would out she was a witch) someone placed his or her hand on her shoulder. Startled, she jumped out of her seat and dropped her book. Staring down on her looking equally startled at her reaction was a red-haired, freckled boy.
"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you. I was just wondering if my friends and I could share this compartment with you?"
" Oh, yeah sure. Go ahead." She mustered a small smile and started to bend over to retrieve her book.
"OW!" the two said in unison. She once again found herself staring at the freckled face, only this time inches away. "Sorry," she whispered. She could feel the heat rising in her cheeks as he face went into a deep blush. The red head boy grinned sheepishly as he also blushed.
"I'm sorry, too." He bent down again, "Here's your book."
"Thanks," she murmured, barely audible.
"I'm Ron Weasley, by the way. And you?"
"My name is Anjli. I'm pleased to meet you Ron."
"Whoa! I think you're mistaken. I'm not the teacher, there's no need for the excessive politeness!" he gave her a sly smile. Once again she found herself blushing deeply. "I'm gonna go find my friends. I'll be back soon, don't miss me too much!" Anjli laughed softly. With and amused expression, she watched him walk out of the compartment. Maybe this year won't be so bad.