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Who's The Dork Now?
"All aboard!" I heard the man on the train yell. My mother kissed my forehead, and sent me off to Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry. I got on the huge, red train, and tried to find a seat. I finally found a seat. A girl, my age, was sitting alone reading 'The Daily Prophet' upside down. I opened the door. The blonde girl looked up from the paper and smiled.
"Excuse me," I started. "Can I sit here?" I asked her.
"Why, of course!" I put my trunk in the empty compartment above the seats. I adjusted my glasses, and sat down infront of her.
"Luna Love-Good. What's your name?" She asked. I shifted in my seat.
"Valerie Brookstanton, nice to meet you. Why are you reading the paper upside down?" I asked.
"It makes things more amusing, seeing people upside down." I laughed.
"Are you a first year?" I asked.
"Yes, I asume you're a second year." She said. I nodded. Then, the Weasley twins almost busted down the door.
"Valerie, can we sit here?" Fred asked. I rolled my eyes; I'm not a big fan of the twins.
"Sure." I said. "Anyway-"
"Who's your friend?" Fred asked.
"I'm Luna Love-Good. It's a pleasure to meet you." She said.
"Fred Weasley." He said and held his hand out. She shook it.
"George Weasley." The boy on the other side said. "What house are you hoping to get?"
"Ravenclaw. My father said he's sure I'm going to get it." She responded.
"Well, we have to go. Nice to meet you,Luna." Fred said, winked at me, and left the room.
"Ugh, they get on my nerves." I said, Luna sniggered.
"You like him, don't you?" She asked.
"N-no. I despise the twins. They always make fun of me." I said. Finally, it was time to get off the train. Of course, I had to sit in a carriage with the Weasley twins. It was surprisingly chilly that night.
"Need anything?" George asked.
"Not from you two! Merlin knows what'll happen to me!" I exclaimed.
"I meant like a scarf or something." George assured me. I pondered the offer. I mean, I was wearing only one little jacket, and it was like Jack Frost overcame England. I sighed.
"P-please?" I accepted. Fred threw me his scarf. "T-thank you. It's colder than the South Pole here!" I exclaimed. I pulled my blond hair out of it's ponytail.
"You're barmy! It's not that cold out here!" Fred said.
"Belt up." I spat at him. He rolled his eyes.
"Okay, don't get onto a row. We're almost there anyway. Don't need you twodisturbing my peace." George said.
"I can't help the fact that she's a dork!" Fred said. I laughed and put my glasses back on.
"Just beacause you're a year older than me, doesn't mean I can't still kick your arse." I said.
"Language!" Fred and George said in unison. I rolled my eyes. We finally got to the castle along with a few other students. I sat down with Fred and George, considering the fact that those were the only seats left. After all the first years were sorted, the feast began. The twins dove in a split second after Dumbledor said we could eat. I looked up at them, rolled my eyes, and started eating myself. I took my time, as the Weasly boys filled up on anything they could find. They mostly went for the black pudding, though.
It was time to go up to the common room. I picked all of the chicken off of my black nails, and went up to the common room, hoping to not be tortured by the twins for the rest of the night.