~An-Again, I only own half the story and my own character, Promise. Also, I really really really super encourage POSITIVE criticism. I want to know how me and my partner can make it better! :) ~
Verity sat in her compartment on the Hogwarts Express. She had just finished securing her wheelchair to the wall so it wouldn't roll around when the train started to move. Her sister, Promise, was in the loo. Verity waited anxiously for her to return. She worried how the other students would react to her...condition. Promise was one of the only people she knew. She prayed they wouldn't be in separate houses. She was snapped out of her train of thought as the door of the compartment slowly opened.
"Hey, I'm back," said Promise. She sat down in a seat near Verity's wheelchair and stretched. "Oh my dear godric I hate train rides. They have always made me sick." Verity smiled. She had been worried that Promise had just left her and that she'd have to ride the train alone. "Hey you ok? You don't look too good. If it makes you feel any better, I wasn't the only person lining up for the pot; there was some pale kid looking for a guy named 'Trevor' ..." Verity giggled. She knew who 'Trevor' was! She'd heard some kids in the hall discussing it.
"Uhm, Promise," Verity giggled, "Trevor isn't a person. He's a lost toad!"
"... Huh. Well, that would explain why he was splashing around in there shouting for him! It was a real riot; which isn't quite a good thing considering I lost my lunch during the incident." Promise gagged slightly and shifted in her seat before starting up a new subject. "What sort of classes do you suppose they'll teach us?"
"Magical classes?' Verity sarcastically replied.
Promise simply smirked at the remark, but quickly grimaced at the thought she wouldn't be the only person she would be sharp with anymore. At that thought, there was a loud rap on the compartment door.
"Oh crap!" Verity whispered, "Promise, quick! Toss me that blanket! I don't want anyone to see my wheelchair yet!"
"Shit," Promise cursed under her breath and quickly covered her sisters body with the cloth before she hurriedly answered the door, revealing a blonde boy standing in the corridor, leaning on the doorframe.
"Hi!" Verity greeted awkwardly, "Who are you?"
"Only one of the most popular kids at school," scoffed the unnamed blonde. She already knew who he was. This was Draco Malfoy, the son the git who was mortal enemies with their father. She was trying to be polite, but so far, it wasn't easy. "You're Malfoy, right? Promise looked back at Verity, then eyed Malfoy wearily. She's heard that name before while she was puking in the pot; and it wasn't something nice.
"What do you want?" Promise bluntly asked.
"I want that seat.. right there," and pointed to the one Promise was sitting in not two minutes ago. "And what makes you think I would let you?" Promise barked.
"Promise, be nice!" Verity said calmly. She turned to Draco in feigned apology, "Sorry, but that seat is taken already. You are welcome to sit there if you want..." She pointed at another empty seat in the room.
Promise glowered at Malfoy, but let him take her seat. Sitting on opposite sides of the room with Verity between them on the side, Promise watched him wearily before asking a rather unexpected question...
Verity sat calmly. She prayed Malfoy wouldn't notice the wheels peeking out of the bottom of the blanket.
"Are you gay?"
Verity gasped and her eyes went wide! That was not a question to ask someone you just met! "PROMISE! YOU CAN'T JUST SAY THINGS LIKE THAT OUT OF THE BLUE!"
Promise held his gaze strong when he replied,
"What?!" after snapping out of his shock. Verity quickly turned to face Draco, "I'm sorry. we share so much with each other, She sometimes forgets that other people have social boundaries and..." She stopped talking, suddenly curious herself about this boy's sexual orientation. She dared not say anything, but she did wonder.
"... You bints cant possibly be serious!"
"Well, its kinda ambiguous considering the 'fab' style and girlish looks.. You cant blame us, can you?" Promise retorted.
"OK, neither of you are being very polite right now!" Verity snapped, "Listen, it's a long way to Hogwarts. Can you guys please at least TRY to be civil? If not, the door is that way!" Promise still held his gaze, even after Verity's snap. Malfoy kept shifting under her cold eyes before running out into the corridor.
"... Well, that answers that question,"