Chapter 1: Many Meetings

Disclaimer: These Characters do not belong to me (with the exception of Hestia) they belong to the original authors and publishers
A/N: Hi my friend Xanabell (I will put her link somewhere) created this and wanted me to adopt it for her so this is a combined effort. I did not steal this she gave me permission to write and post it.

Thanks

Bookworm Ali

"C'mon Luna! We're never going to make the train if you keep strolling along like that!" yelled an exasperated Ginny as she pulled her friend towards the Pillar that separated the Muggle world from the Magical
"I'm only looking at the station it's not every day we get to come to come into the Muggle world. They are really good builders considering they don't have any magic!" Luna said as wandered dreamily looking at the structures and features of the station before she was pulled through the pillar
"Fine we can look at Christmas, when we DON'T have to hurry to get the train." Ginny replied as she pushed her friend into one of the carriages. "Hey where's Ron and Harry?" she asked
"I think they're with Hermione." Percy replied as he got on after them, ignoring the fact that Hermione had just gotten on the train before them. Unknown to them, the boys were far behind them and were about to be shut out and forced to something that Molly Weasley would never let them forget.

Ginny and Luna were walking through the train, looking for an empty dogbox.

They were about ten minutes into the journey when they finally found an empty one, quickly entering they set their bags down for an uneventful trip. However, fate, destiny and chance had other plans.

"Hi, um you wouldn't happen to know a Ginny Weasley?" asked a girl, with the same shade of red hair as Ginny- carefully tied into a low ponytail, to not show the tips of her ears- as she entered the dogbox
"I would. I'm her" said Ginny looking up from her book that she had in her bag. The girl was about the same height as her, lithe and wearing a Quidditch jacket, the Australian Boomers
"I'm Hestia. Molly Weasley is my aunt. Hagrid said that I had multiple cousins on the train, but the one that was my age was called Ginny." She said sitting down after she put the bag she was carrying in the bag rack
"I'm Luna Lovegood. Where are you from? Sorry to be rude, but I can't place your accent." Luna said shutting her own book
"I thought that my Quidditch team would have told you that. No? Okay so Quidditch isn't like Rugby Union? Anyway, I'm from Australia." Hestia said as she adjusted her hair
"Is your last name Weasley?" Ginny asked. She had so many aunts and uncles that it was hard to remember who had married who
"Yeah, dad's the Weasley." She said finally giving up fixing her hair "but he moved to Australia with mum. Is it safe to assume that I'll have a hard time at Hogwarts?" Hestia added
"Well, sorta. The sorting hat will probably stick you in Gryffindor like the rest of us. Otherwise, avoid Fred and George at all costs" Ginny summed up from personal experience
"Right avoid all other cousins." Hestia said making a mental note
"Well, not all other cousins, Percy's okay but he can be an arse sometimes" Ginny remarked "Yeah, but avoid the twins."
"Do you know about auras?" asked Luna
"Yeah I do. Luna, you have to remember that not all twins have the same shape and style of aura. Their individual experiences will change that. Heck, my grandfather on my mother's side, who is ancient, is a twin. Both their auras were the same for the first few millennia, but then about fifty years ago he lost touch with his twin. So we don't know if they're still the same." Hestia said
"Wait! Did you say millennia? How old is he?" Ginny said standing up quickly
"Pretty old. I haven't been able to get a year out of him yet but I'm working on it. Mum got an approximate Age from my great grandfather, who's even older than him before he sailed" Hestia responded, smiling at the looks of disbelief on their faces
"You're an elf?" asked Luna, eyes going wide with awe
"Well, ¾ of an elf. Dad's still human, even if he is magical." Hestia replied, this wasn't unusual for her. Having an elf for a mother and a wizard for a father may be uncommon for some, but for her, they were her family
"Wow, you are truly a half-blood." Ginny said smiling before noticing that they were going over an viaduct and that Percy was at the door, waiting to be allowed in
"Ginny, Luna, it's time to get changed. Hey, who are you?" Percy said looking at Hestia
"Hestia Weasley." She said before adding "I come from Australia." Seeing the look of confusion as he tried to remember if he had meet her at a family function
"Oh, well, welcome to England and good luck at Hogwarts." He said as he left them

Once they were all changed, they all sat back down and pulled out books. Hestia's stood out
"What's that?" asked Luna, seeing how thick it was
"What this? It's 'Plants of Middle Earth and Their Uses'. Well, that's what mum and I call it anyway. It doesn't really have a name."Hestia explained
"It probably isn't that useful to us then, is it?" Ginny asked
"Well, sorta, some of the plants that were growing in Middle Earth at the time it was written are still growing today. We just have different names for them, um, African box thorn is actually called Brambles of Mordor. And Birch forests are Brethil." Hestia said, showing the illustrations in the book
"Wow. Do you know elvish?" asked Luna, curious about what else she could do
"You see the boy walking around with the...um... why is there a Ford Anglia flying next to the train?" Hestia said pointing out the window, before realising that she'd just asked the question in elvish "Why is there a Ford Anglia flying next to the train?" she repeated
"Bloody Hell!" Ginny exclaimed as she saw Harry fall out of the passenger side of the vehicle
"What?" Hestia asked
"That's Harry Potter-the boy who lived? Well, he's my brother's best friend so that means that Ron's flying the car!" Ginny continued
"Sorry, I don't know who in Eru's name he is." Hestia replied as the train finally settled back down after the surprise. It wasn't long before they would be arriving.