First Beginnings

I walk into Grand Central Station nervously pushing a metal trolley with my trunk and my snowy white owl; tootles on it.
"Ariana dear, follow the twins and we will get through the barrier," A medium height woman with wavy blond hair and an absentminded smile look down to me. I smile back even though I am worried. She holds onto my trolley and we run towards the brick barrier between platforms 9 and 10. Even though I trust Luna, I still flinch when we reach the point where we should've collided with the bricks, but instead we go right through it as if it were only an illusion. But it's not.
A black, shiny train is ahead and many students are boarding it with similar trunks and owls. Luna looks like she is about to say something, but I politely say goodbye and then board the train. I see her and her husband, a handsome man call Rolf Scamander wave goodbye to their sons Lorcan and Lysander. Once inside the train I store my trunk away, the walk up the aisle, longingly looking into the compartments full of kids with their friends. I stop at an empty compartment and enter.
Before I go any further, my name is Ariana Shae Thompson. Well it was, but I don't know what my last name will be now. You see, I am a muggle-born witch, so almost a year ago I began to show some signs of magic. My muggle parents, as drunk and messed up as they were, didn't understand it. They tried to beat the unusual activity that I couldn't control out of me. Then I got my letter from Hogwarts; proving that I was magical and unusual. That was the final straw. The scars are still there on my arms and one on the side of my face. I was taken away from them and brought, broken hearted and confused into the wizarding world. I was then adopted by a pureblood wizarding family, Luna Lovegood and Rolf Scamander. They had two twin boys, Lorcan and Lysander. They are very nice and act like a family, though I can't help but miss my old life, and my parents before everything bad started …

While contemplating this, the train lurches forward and the door to my compartment opens.
"Lily, I found a compartment."
"Okay, come on James"
A young girl with fiery orange hair, which is slightly bushy, walks into the compartment, behind her follows three other students. One was a girl with sparkling green eyes and pale blonde hair, the next person I assume to be James; a boy with messy, jet black and similar green eyes. After him comes another boy with short blonde hair and a mischievous smile on his face. They all sit down; I move over and stare out of the window at the beautiful landscapes passing by us at high speeds. I am feeling an urge to sketch these wonders.
"Hi. I'm Lily Potter, and this is Rose Weasley," She said referring to the other girl.
"This is James Potter and Jason Creevey"
"I'm Ariana"
I said, and then the dark haired boy; James speaks up.
"Don't you have a last name?"
"I – I do, uh"
I hesitated, not wanting to introduce myself using my parents name, worried that they would recognize it from the wizarding newspaper and treat me differently because of it.
"Lovegood"
"Oh you must be Aunt Luna's adopted daughter!"
James exclaims.
"James! That's rude! And she not really our aunt, she's just a close friend of our parents." Rose said, standing up for me.
"Well it's true!" He said back. The girl looks like she was about to say something, but I interrupt,
"Don't worry, I'm used to it"
The compartment is silent for a few minutes, I pull out a new book that I quite fancy, Hogwarts a History: from the founders to the Battle of Hogwarts. This is the newer edition, and also the only book that I have bought for school and not yet devoured.

The train was soon to stop at Hogwarts, the others stand up to put on their school robes and I do the same. The robes seem too plain without the house colors on them, though I was told that they would appear when we were sorted.
As I lift up my long auburn hair with red tints, James points at my long scar on the side of my face, usually hidden by my hair.
"What's that there on your face?"
"Nothing"
I muttered covering it up quickly.
"It can't be nothing, it's a huge scar, and how'd you get it?" He persists.
"None of your business!" I exclaim, frustrated. I walk right out of the compartment before anyone can say anything else. Now they will never want to speak to me, and anyways, they apparently already know about my secret… So much for being friends…
The train lurches to a stop and a swarm of students hastily file out of the train. Thankfully, my extremely slim figure works to my advantage and I make my way through the mess of students. Us first years follow a man… if he is human, towards the Black Lake. He is twice as tall as a normal man and 5 times as wide. We board magically enchanted boats. So as to avoid an encounter with the dark haired boy, James, I board a boat with two unfamiliar faces. The girl has long, brown hair and crystal blue eyes. The boy has wavy brown hair that covered his and a cute, lopsided smile.
"Hi, I'm Arabella, and this is Raymond. "
"Hi" I said smiling.

The Castle is HUGE and amazing! We are lead into the grandeur entrance hallway and up to two enormous doors.
"Now children, when we enter the Great Hall you will follow me up to the front of the room and you will be sorted into the four Hogwarts houses. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin" Says an aged professor whom has her hair up in a tight bun and is introduced as Professor McGonagall, the Headmistress.
Before she can say more the two doors open to a truly magical room, with four long tables and an enchanted ceiling. The night's sky shines through the ceiling and I am bewildered.
I have to admit, I am freaking nervous. This whole sorting thing gets me worried because I read in Hogwarts a History, that Slytherin is for dark wizards, I hope I'm not placed there.