-1Taking on the Keeper
Background information. Your name is Aurora-Jade Cent (A.J. for short, but you do have other nicknames as you will soon find out). You have platinum blonde hair, down to your bum. Which you always wear in a plate. Your eyes are storm blue (not dark blue, but not light. Kind of bluey greyie purple. Weird but cool!). You have very pale skin. You are 6ft tall, but very skinny and light; people are able to pick you up very easily. You were born in Scotland, but your parents are both Americans and insisted you attended their old school in America (Washington School of Witchcraft-It was an all girls school, but the boys school was next door and you had most of your classes with them). You were always bullied in school, due to your Scottish accent and your appearance. No one really liked you, so you didn't have any friends. Luckily you had found escape in flying and more importantly Quiditch (although it isn't as big in Washington as it is in Hogwarts!). You were the team keeper and captain (wonder who that reminds me of?), and you are totally obsessed by it (Who can blame you? I would be!). Although you had your flying and Quiditch, you became more and more depressed with each year you were at Washington, and at the end of your firth year you slit your wrists in an attempt to kill yourself (you had been cutting yourself for over a year by this point). When this happened your parents decided it was time for you to change schools, and this is where the story begins, you are starting your sixth year.
You clime aboard the Hogwarts express and begin looking for a carriage that is empty. You know your mum and dad want to say goodbye, but you just want to be alone. Its 15 minutes before the train leaves so there are still a lot of carriages empty. You chose to sit in the one right at the end of the train (Furthest away from people who might judge you). You curl up in one of the seats beside the window, and ignore your parents who are now banging on the window and waving. Pulling out a book, you begin to read (I don't care what book it is, as long as its about Quiditch! Like I said you obsessed!). In no time at all the train starts moving and you leave your parents standing, waving on the station. Good you thought as you continued reading.
"Do you mind if we sit in here?" asked a male voice from the door. You just mumbled something which sounded like a mix between sure and whatever. The voice took this as a yes and three people walked into the carriage and sat opposite you. You just ignore them and keep reading.
"Bloody hell, not another into Quiditch" exclaimed one of the people, in a very loud and exaggerated fashion. Your eyes finally flicked from the book, just from a second, and you saw what the people looked like who were sitting with you. There were two red heads, who appeared to be twins, and a brunette. All three were boys, and all three were good looking. You couldn't of cared less though; all good looking boys had made it there life to torture you, so why should these three be any different. Unfortunately another voice answered the first and you quickly realised it was the twins speaking,
"Yeah, don't know what people see in the stupid sport, its not like its a matter of life and death". You couldn't hold your tongue any longer (hey, I told you, your obsessed)
"No" you snapped, "Its more important than that". The twins looked amused at this, but the brunette gave you a very warm smile and you noticed his gorgeous chocolate brown eyes, which were sparkling.
"Arh, so she speaks" said one of the twins, moving over and sitting next to you. "My name, fair lady, is George, and that over there is my twin brother Fred". Fred gave you a small bow and then started speaking. "We are the famous Weasley twin, I'm sure you've heard of us" he smiled at you, trying to get you to respond, but once again you had buried your head in your book, and were praying that they would leave you alone. They didn't. George quickly pulled the book away from you and passed it to Fred. "Now, may we enquire your name?" he said, grinning at you innocently.
"Will you two leave her alone, she obviously doesn't want you disturbing her. So let the lady get back to her book" said the brunette, fixing the twins with a look.
"When she gives us her name Oliver" they said in unison.
"I'm sorry" said Oliver to you, giving you another warm smile, "they are so rude, I can't take them anywhere!".
"No were not" yelled Fred, looking offended, "we told her our names, the least she could do is give us hers, and anyway, you still haven't told her yours, so don't be a hypercritic". George just nodded at this, and fixed Oliver with a look.
"Fine" he sighed, rolling his eyes a little "Hello, my name is Oliver Wood, and please may I enquire what your name is?" he asked offering you his hand. You nervously took it and smiled shyly.
"I'm Aurora-Jade Cent" you mutter, praying that they just left it at that.
"Aurora-Jade?" George asked, leaning closer to you, "doesn't suit you". You spun to look at him, a little shocked. No one had ever said that before, they were mean but they never mentioned your name.
"What my brother means is, you are far too pretty for that name" said Fred, smiling at the look you had just given his brother. You just rolled your eyes at this; you had experienced this before, boys trying to make you think they like you, just so they can hurt you more.
"What?" they both asked in unison, looking a little upset and surprised that you hadn't taken their complement as they expected you would. Even Oliver was looking at you surprised.
"I've heard it all before" you muttered, as you looked out the window, "People trying to make me believe they like me, just so they can hurt me, so save it" you finished, tears brimming in your eyes at the memories of your old school.
"OMG, we would never hurt you" yelled George, grabbing your hand and moving even closer.
"Yeah and we do like you" finished Fred, moving so he was knelt in front of you, and taking your other hand.
"Why would we want to hurt someone we hardly know?" asked Oliver, leaning forward slightly, "the only people we would intentionally hurt are Slytherin. You're not a Slytherin are you?" he finished, looking at you hopefully.
"No" you said dejectedly, "I'm in, urm, Gryffindor, I think". All three boys brightened up no end at hearing this.
"Same as us" Fred told you, while George grinned like an idiot.
"Now you've got to be our friend" Fred continued, "and we can say we know the prettiest girl at school". You just rolled your eyes again, because you couldn't believe anyone would believe you were pretty, especially not today. You were wearing a pair of grey baggy jeans with holes in the knees, and a large, baggy, black 'Believe It, This Chicks Hazardous' t-shirt, which had begun to fade.
"Why don't you believe us when we say your pretty?" asked Oliver, with a worried expression on his face.
"Because I'm not pretty, no one has ever thought I was and no one ever will" you answered, all the memories of the last few years flooding back to you.
"Well your wrong" said George, squeezing your hand slightly, "you ARE pretty and all three of us think so". Your mind was beginning to get confused, usually people would have given up with trying to convince you they like you by now, but these three were still at it.
"Why?" you finally asked, confusion showing in your voice.
"You're unique" Oliver said smiling, "most girls at school dress the same, act the same, and have no personality of their own, but you are different, a rare find, and a very precious one." he finished, causing you to blush a little.
"Finally, a good reaction" yelled Fred clapping, "Now all we need is a smile and I know I can at least die happy".
"Yeah same here" said George smiling sweetly to you. The twins both sat looking sweetly at you and randomly pulling funny faces, hoping to make you laugh. It didn't work.
"So…Aurora, it is alright if I call you that isn't it?" asked Oliver, sitting back in his seat and fixing you with a friendly gaze.
"Yeah fine, but most people call me A.J." you answered, not understanding why they were being nice to you.
"I prefer Aurora, much prettier, like a princess. Anyway, do you play Quiditch or just watch it?" he asked, hope now filling his eyes.
"Oh no, not Quiditch! SAVE ME!" the twins exclaimed in unison, in a very over exaggerated tones.
"Yes Oliver, I used to play that is" you answered, ignoring the twins, who were now pretending to die of boredom.
"What position?" he asked leaning forward and also ignoring the twins.
"I was Keeper" you replied. With this both the twins and Oliver looked at you surprised (don't know why!)
"That's cool, I'm keeper for the Gryffindor team, but maybe if you are good you could be my substitute in case I'm unable to play" Oliver said, smiling at you.
"Yeah Wood here is the captain" chuckled Fred, rolling his eyes, "but I mean who would want such a boring job?"
You looked at him hotly and replied "Well I used to be captain at my old school, its an interesting job if you ask me". Fred began to blush at his mistake while George and Oliver laughed at him.
"Well if you say its interesting then I must be, its just Oliver makes it look boring" Fred back pedalled hoping not to of offended you. You just nodded silently and looked back out of the window.
"Princess Aurora, are we annoying you?" asked George, making you turn to face him once again.
"Not really" you replied, "I'm just used to sitting in silence".
"Oh how awful" exclaimed Fred, putting on a fake expression of hatred, "Silence shouldn't exist, don't you agree George?". George nodded and smiled at you again. The four of you sat in silence for a few minutes, until someone opened the carriage door. A boy with croaked teeth stood there. Oliver, Fred, and George all jumped up when they saw him.
"What do you want Flint?" growled Oliver taking a step towards the door.
"I came to rescue the young lady" the boy replied taking a step into the carriage.
"She doesn't need rescuing" Oliver replied, still in the same tone.
"I beg to differ" the boy said, grabbing your arm. He pulled you close to him and held you there strongly as you tried to break free. "Hello my dear, I'm Marcus Flint, and what may I ask is your name?".
"Let go of me and then maybe Ill tell you" you hissed, still trying to break free. He loosened his grip on you and you managed to pull away, but he kept hold of your arm.
"Your name?" he pressed.
"Aurora-Jade Cent, now please let me go" you said in a scared tone. He didn't but Fred, George and Oliver all walked over to you.
"She said let go" growled Fred.
"Whatever" Flint said finally letting go of your arm, "Ill see you around pretty" and with that he spun around and walked quickly out.
"Are you alright?" Oliver asked as he put his arm around your waist gently, and leading over to the seat next to where he had been sitting.
"Fine" you muttered.