A/N: I do not own Harry Potter, J.K. Rowling does. Thank you. Also a note, this story was started before Book 5 had been heard of/published so we did NOT take the idea from J.K. at all, if you read further you will see what I am talking about, thank you :)
Chapter One: A Whistle For A Train
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The whistle of the train at the station nine and three quarters rang its high pitch squeal. Many students raced down the platform, greeting old friends and meeting new ones. The train was headed to Hogwarts, a school for witch craft and wizardry. There were people walking up and down, calling that the train was going to be moving out in five minutes. This was the time to make their last goodbyes and head to a car to be settled. Hundreds of kids piled into the train cars, bickering and chatting. First years were nervous and looking around a little lost, unless they had help from their older brother or sister if they had one. The train jerked to a start, the whistle blew, and the journey to Hogwarts had begun…
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A brown hair girl in her black robes walked down the train, her green eyes shifty. She was scared and lost, not knowing where to sit, or what to do. Her hands fiddled with the heam of her robes and her black shoes were muffled by the carpet. She pushed her way through groups of kids and teenagers of all ages until she reached the middle. Here the kids had died down to a few and she sighed happily that her searching for a seat was solved. She walked into the cab a little and coughed softly. There were only two people in the cabin. One was a girl who was about her age with black hair and green eyes just a bit brighter than hers. Across from her was a male that looked to be older than her and her brother for he had black spiky hair and gray eyes. His gray eyes looked at her and gave a smile.
"First year?" he asked, glancing the new girl up and down. She just stuttered.
"Yes… Yes I am. And I have no where to sit… May I sit here?" she asked, fiddling with the seams of her robes. The girl across from the older boy rolled her eyes.
"It's a free train is it not? You can sit wherever you like." she said, her arms crossed. The girl with brown hair blushed, and sat down next to the guy and kicked gently at the ground..
"My name is Tara… Tara Ephoria. May I ask your name?" she asked.
"My name is Christopher Weaver, just call me Chris okay sweetie? And this little ray of sunshine is my sister, Jessica," he said, grinning and leaned forward to Tara. "She was adopted and didn't know it," he said jokefully. Jessica got up, leaned over, and slapped her brother upside the head. His head flew forward and smacked into Tara's head. She yelped and sat back, rubbing her head. Chris looked up.
"Ow, what was that for you little pest?" he barked, rubbing his head and glaring at his sister.
"I heard that! I am not a little pest! You're the pest!" she snapped, glaring. Tara rubbed her head, giggling softly. She never had seen two people argue like that. Jessica looked at the giggling girl and scrunched up her nose.
"Excuse me? Why are you laughing?" she asked, looking at her. She kept giggling.
"Nothing, nothing… I've just never seen two people fight like you two. Not even my parents so sorry if I giggle some." Tara said, smiling brightly. Jessica just looked at Tara as if she was crazy but broke out giggling. Chris looked at his sister and looked at Tara, making a motion with his hand like she was crazy. The two fell into a fit of laughter, the compartment filled with their voices.
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Their laughter was broken while a girl busted into the room, skidding to a stop. Her purple eyes glanced around.
"Gregory!" she shouted. They all looked at her and blinked. She looked at the others. "What are you looking at?" she asked, the eyes of the others on her hair.
"You're hair... Wasn't it just brown? Now its blue…"said Jessica, pointing to the girl's hair. The girl grinned.
"I know… Its been doing that for a long time I've forgotten what color it actually is! I was doing a spell when I was little and POOF! My hair began to change colors. Unfortunately my parents do not know how to change it back. I'm Sarah! And you guys?" she piped, grinning. Chris, Tara and Jessica looked at each other. This girl was loony she was. They looked at her and smiled, introducing themselves. Sarah smiled, taking a seat and looking around. "Where the heck is Gregory?" she murmured. "He better not be play with Oliver again… they'll get in trouble." she said. As if someone heard her words, two sets of feet were heard running down the hallway…
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"Over here!" shouted the younger one, running into the car. Everyone was watching him as an older one ran in and threw a homemade quaffel ball at him. The younger one caught it and fell on his butt. A smile of triumph was on his face as he held the quaffle up. "And Oliver Wood saves the quaffel while their seeker catches the snitch. And Gryffindor wins the house cup! Woohoo!" he exclaimed, standing up. "Ow…" he muttered, rubbing his bottom as he looked at it. "That hurt." Sarah rolled her eyes.
"You dork! Greg! Why do you play with someone like him?" asked Sarah, looking at her brother Greg.
"Because he is your age annndd… he's a sister I never had!" joked Greg as he felt the quaffle hit his head out of no where.. Oliver crossed his arms as he looked at the older Gryffindor beater who stuck his tongue out at him. Jessica and Tara looked at each other. They looked back and smiled.
"Introduce us to your friends oh dear Sarah who now has… purple hair…" said Jessica, still surprised about Sarah's hair changing colors. But she took another look. Was it shorter than before? Greg followed Jessica's glare and laughed.
"When I first started at Hogwarts I was practicing beforehand and I kinda cast a spell on her which makes her hair grow different lengths all the time. Still can't stop it!" he said grinning. Sarah nodded.
"One time it got sooooo long, it filled up the entire house! My mum's parents were over, she's a muggle but my dad is a wizard so yeah, I'm a half ling. half ling. that's a funny word… anyway! Her parents were like and I quote: "What the hell is wrong with Sarah?!" Twas funny it twas!" she chirped smiling brightly.
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Greg tossed the quaffel back and forth between his two hands then tossed it into Oliver's direction. He went to grab it but a smaller hand grabbed it before him. Sarah smiled as she held the quaffle and turned to Jessica. She tossed the quaffle to her and giggled while she almost dropped it. Oliver's face turned into a little pout, getting a little tired of the game they had been playing.
"Give me the quaffel!" he exclaimed. Jessica stood up, tossing the homemade quaffel up and down.
"You really want it?" she asked, a small smirk on her face. Oliver just nodded. She smiled and threw it over his head. He jumped up, his hands brushing the quaffle but it never grabbed it. Suddenly there was a thud from behind him. Oliver swerved around and saw a second year Hufflepuff lying on the ground. He sat up and held the quaffel up.
"Who did it?" he asked, glaring at them. Chris stood up and looked over Oliver's shoulder and laughed.
"Josh, you just show up at the weirdest places. First you fell into the lake on the first day you arrived and almost drowned, and now you get hit in the face with a quaffel. You'll never be on the quidditch team." said Chris, grinning. Josh just glared at Chris.
"Yeah, and you'll never learn to grow up will you?" he asked. Chris just stuck out his tongue and Jessica shook her head.
"Meet Josh, my brother's bestest friend." she said. Sarah and Tara giggled, Josh crossing his arms. Oliver just stood there and looked out the window. He jumped around excitedly.
"Hogwarts! I see the castle! Its Hogwarts!" he exclaimed, looking around with his brown eyes sparkling. Sarah, Jessica, and Tara ran to the window and looked out it too.
"Move over Wood!"
"Bugger off Sarah!"
"I can't see!"
"MOVE!!" Jessica shoved her way to the window and looked at it. "Its so pretty… Who would have thought Hogwarts would be in Scottland?" Chris laughed.
"If you think about it, its a perfect place for the castle." explained Tara.
"Haven't seen anything yet, just wait till you get inside, its just beautiful." Sarah jumped up and down, not able to see.
"You guys! Move your bum! I can't see!!" She whimpered, jumping up and down. "Short person here!" Jessica and Oliver began to shake their bottoms.
"We moving them, now what?" asked Oliver grinning. Tara looked at Sarah.
"We all short dear." Sarah slapped Oliver upside the head then Jessica.
"Wut was that for?!" exclaimed Jessica, rubbing her head.
"For moving your bum."
"But you said…" started Oliver.
"Now move your bum!"
"But you just told me not to…"
"MOVE IT!" she shouted, pushing him away. Oliver fell to the ground and sighed.
"Make up your mind..."
"Can you stop talking about bums before Chris goes and slaps them all?" stated Josh, laughing. Tara, Jessica, and Sarah looked at each other and covered their bottoms with their hands. Chris just laughed.
"Oh come on Jessica, I wouldn't slap your bum. I might slap your friends but not yours." he said laughing. Jessica breathed a sigh of relief. Tara and Sarah looked at each other and gulped. Greg shook his head.
"Leave the girls alone, they're only eleven! You're thirteen, just leave them be." Chris looked at Greg and shrugged. Tara looked up at Chris and tilted her head.
"If you are thirteen why aren't you a third year?" she asked curiously.
"Well I kind of got a late start because our parents weren't sure if I was ready for Hogwarts so they just held me one more year. Once they admitted me they saw that I took it easier than what they thought I could. Funny thing is, they didn't hold Jessica back," he explained.
"Thats just because I'm smarter than you Chris and you know that. Besides, daddy thought that it would be better to be with girls my own age. He thought you'd fit in better with younger guys than guys your own age." Jessica explained, a sweet little smile on her lips.
"Whatever," he spoke as the train came to a stop. Oliver got to his feet quickly as the students began to file out of the train. The group stepped out and looked around. Tara, Sarah, and Jessica held onto each other, gasping at the sight they saw.
"First years over 'ere!" shouted a half giant, holding up a lantern. Oliver stood next to the huddled girls, looking at the brightly lit castle. Chris walked up to his sisters group and shoved them.
"Go on before you have to swim to the castle." The trio of girls nodded and broke apart, walking over to Hagrid to be taken to the castle for the first time to be sorted into their houses. They had finally arrived at Hogwarts.
Chapter One: A Whistle For A Train
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The whistle of the train at the station nine and three quarters rang its high pitch squeal. Many students raced down the platform, greeting old friends and meeting new ones. The train was headed to Hogwarts, a school for witch craft and wizardry. There were people walking up and down, calling that the train was going to be moving out in five minutes. This was the time to make their last goodbyes and head to a car to be settled. Hundreds of kids piled into the train cars, bickering and chatting. First years were nervous and looking around a little lost, unless they had help from their older brother or sister if they had one. The train jerked to a start, the whistle blew, and the journey to Hogwarts had begun…
-
A brown hair girl in her black robes walked down the train, her green eyes shifty. She was scared and lost, not knowing where to sit, or what to do. Her hands fiddled with the heam of her robes and her black shoes were muffled by the carpet. She pushed her way through groups of kids and teenagers of all ages until she reached the middle. Here the kids had died down to a few and she sighed happily that her searching for a seat was solved. She walked into the cab a little and coughed softly. There were only two people in the cabin. One was a girl who was about her age with black hair and green eyes just a bit brighter than hers. Across from her was a male that looked to be older than her and her brother for he had black spiky hair and gray eyes. His gray eyes looked at her and gave a smile.
"First year?" he asked, glancing the new girl up and down. She just stuttered.
"Yes… Yes I am. And I have no where to sit… May I sit here?" she asked, fiddling with the seams of her robes. The girl across from the older boy rolled her eyes.
"It's a free train is it not? You can sit wherever you like." she said, her arms crossed. The girl with brown hair blushed, and sat down next to the guy and kicked gently at the ground..
"My name is Tara… Tara Ephoria. May I ask your name?" she asked.
"My name is Christopher Weaver, just call me Chris okay sweetie? And this little ray of sunshine is my sister, Jessica," he said, grinning and leaned forward to Tara. "She was adopted and didn't know it," he said jokefully. Jessica got up, leaned over, and slapped her brother upside the head. His head flew forward and smacked into Tara's head. She yelped and sat back, rubbing her head. Chris looked up.
"Ow, what was that for you little pest?" he barked, rubbing his head and glaring at his sister.
"I heard that! I am not a little pest! You're the pest!" she snapped, glaring. Tara rubbed her head, giggling softly. She never had seen two people argue like that. Jessica looked at the giggling girl and scrunched up her nose.
"Excuse me? Why are you laughing?" she asked, looking at her. She kept giggling.
"Nothing, nothing… I've just never seen two people fight like you two. Not even my parents so sorry if I giggle some." Tara said, smiling brightly. Jessica just looked at Tara as if she was crazy but broke out giggling. Chris looked at his sister and looked at Tara, making a motion with his hand like she was crazy. The two fell into a fit of laughter, the compartment filled with their voices.
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Their laughter was broken while a girl busted into the room, skidding to a stop. Her purple eyes glanced around.
"Gregory!" she shouted. They all looked at her and blinked. She looked at the others. "What are you looking at?" she asked, the eyes of the others on her hair.
"You're hair... Wasn't it just brown? Now its blue…"said Jessica, pointing to the girl's hair. The girl grinned.
"I know… Its been doing that for a long time I've forgotten what color it actually is! I was doing a spell when I was little and POOF! My hair began to change colors. Unfortunately my parents do not know how to change it back. I'm Sarah! And you guys?" she piped, grinning. Chris, Tara and Jessica looked at each other. This girl was loony she was. They looked at her and smiled, introducing themselves. Sarah smiled, taking a seat and looking around. "Where the heck is Gregory?" she murmured. "He better not be play with Oliver again… they'll get in trouble." she said. As if someone heard her words, two sets of feet were heard running down the hallway…
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"Over here!" shouted the younger one, running into the car. Everyone was watching him as an older one ran in and threw a homemade quaffel ball at him. The younger one caught it and fell on his butt. A smile of triumph was on his face as he held the quaffle up. "And Oliver Wood saves the quaffel while their seeker catches the snitch. And Gryffindor wins the house cup! Woohoo!" he exclaimed, standing up. "Ow…" he muttered, rubbing his bottom as he looked at it. "That hurt." Sarah rolled her eyes.
"You dork! Greg! Why do you play with someone like him?" asked Sarah, looking at her brother Greg.
"Because he is your age annndd… he's a sister I never had!" joked Greg as he felt the quaffle hit his head out of no where.. Oliver crossed his arms as he looked at the older Gryffindor beater who stuck his tongue out at him. Jessica and Tara looked at each other. They looked back and smiled.
"Introduce us to your friends oh dear Sarah who now has… purple hair…" said Jessica, still surprised about Sarah's hair changing colors. But she took another look. Was it shorter than before? Greg followed Jessica's glare and laughed.
"When I first started at Hogwarts I was practicing beforehand and I kinda cast a spell on her which makes her hair grow different lengths all the time. Still can't stop it!" he said grinning. Sarah nodded.
"One time it got sooooo long, it filled up the entire house! My mum's parents were over, she's a muggle but my dad is a wizard so yeah, I'm a half ling. half ling. that's a funny word… anyway! Her parents were like and I quote: "What the hell is wrong with Sarah?!" Twas funny it twas!" she chirped smiling brightly.
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Greg tossed the quaffel back and forth between his two hands then tossed it into Oliver's direction. He went to grab it but a smaller hand grabbed it before him. Sarah smiled as she held the quaffle and turned to Jessica. She tossed the quaffle to her and giggled while she almost dropped it. Oliver's face turned into a little pout, getting a little tired of the game they had been playing.
"Give me the quaffel!" he exclaimed. Jessica stood up, tossing the homemade quaffel up and down.
"You really want it?" she asked, a small smirk on her face. Oliver just nodded. She smiled and threw it over his head. He jumped up, his hands brushing the quaffle but it never grabbed it. Suddenly there was a thud from behind him. Oliver swerved around and saw a second year Hufflepuff lying on the ground. He sat up and held the quaffel up.
"Who did it?" he asked, glaring at them. Chris stood up and looked over Oliver's shoulder and laughed.
"Josh, you just show up at the weirdest places. First you fell into the lake on the first day you arrived and almost drowned, and now you get hit in the face with a quaffel. You'll never be on the quidditch team." said Chris, grinning. Josh just glared at Chris.
"Yeah, and you'll never learn to grow up will you?" he asked. Chris just stuck out his tongue and Jessica shook her head.
"Meet Josh, my brother's bestest friend." she said. Sarah and Tara giggled, Josh crossing his arms. Oliver just stood there and looked out the window. He jumped around excitedly.
"Hogwarts! I see the castle! Its Hogwarts!" he exclaimed, looking around with his brown eyes sparkling. Sarah, Jessica, and Tara ran to the window and looked out it too.
"Move over Wood!"
"Bugger off Sarah!"
"I can't see!"
"MOVE!!" Jessica shoved her way to the window and looked at it. "Its so pretty… Who would have thought Hogwarts would be in Scottland?" Chris laughed.
"If you think about it, its a perfect place for the castle." explained Tara.
"Haven't seen anything yet, just wait till you get inside, its just beautiful." Sarah jumped up and down, not able to see.
"You guys! Move your bum! I can't see!!" She whimpered, jumping up and down. "Short person here!" Jessica and Oliver began to shake their bottoms.
"We moving them, now what?" asked Oliver grinning. Tara looked at Sarah.
"We all short dear." Sarah slapped Oliver upside the head then Jessica.
"Wut was that for?!" exclaimed Jessica, rubbing her head.
"For moving your bum."
"But you said…" started Oliver.
"Now move your bum!"
"But you just told me not to…"
"MOVE IT!" she shouted, pushing him away. Oliver fell to the ground and sighed.
"Make up your mind..."
"Can you stop talking about bums before Chris goes and slaps them all?" stated Josh, laughing. Tara, Jessica, and Sarah looked at each other and covered their bottoms with their hands. Chris just laughed.
"Oh come on Jessica, I wouldn't slap your bum. I might slap your friends but not yours." he said laughing. Jessica breathed a sigh of relief. Tara and Sarah looked at each other and gulped. Greg shook his head.
"Leave the girls alone, they're only eleven! You're thirteen, just leave them be." Chris looked at Greg and shrugged. Tara looked up at Chris and tilted her head.
"If you are thirteen why aren't you a third year?" she asked curiously.
"Well I kind of got a late start because our parents weren't sure if I was ready for Hogwarts so they just held me one more year. Once they admitted me they saw that I took it easier than what they thought I could. Funny thing is, they didn't hold Jessica back," he explained.
"Thats just because I'm smarter than you Chris and you know that. Besides, daddy thought that it would be better to be with girls my own age. He thought you'd fit in better with younger guys than guys your own age." Jessica explained, a sweet little smile on her lips.
"Whatever," he spoke as the train came to a stop. Oliver got to his feet quickly as the students began to file out of the train. The group stepped out and looked around. Tara, Sarah, and Jessica held onto each other, gasping at the sight they saw.
"First years over 'ere!" shouted a half giant, holding up a lantern. Oliver stood next to the huddled girls, looking at the brightly lit castle. Chris walked up to his sisters group and shoved them.
"Go on before you have to swim to the castle." The trio of girls nodded and broke apart, walking over to Hagrid to be taken to the castle for the first time to be sorted into their houses. They had finally arrived at Hogwarts.