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Cotillion Drop-out
The journey of Tyler Rose
She walked onto the platform and took in the sight. It was just as she had read: between platforms 9 and 10 and the sight of a magnificent steam engine. Her long, strait, blonde hair blew softly in the wi"BAM" she was on the floor.
"What in Merlin's name were you doing standing in the entrance?!" asked a boy with greasy hair, white sallow skin, and a giant to her standards. "Dunderhead," he continued.
"Excuse me?" Tyler might have only been 5'7 but she wasn't going to let some arse whole be rude to her. "I'll have you know…" but she didn't get a chance to finish.
"There you are." Of course her brother James Potter, self-proclaimed God, came to her unwanted rescue. "Snivellus," he said with a glare.
"Potter," the boy retorted just as venomously. "What do you want?"
"I could ask you the same. Don't let me catch you any where near my sister." By now Sirius and Remus had found their way over.
"Hi. Yeah, right her. Thanks but I don't need you telling me who I can and can't hang out with." Tyler said defiantly. Usually the two twins got along fine but Tyler was her own person. Tyler's theory was that just because they came on the same day doesn't make them a two in one package.
Snape looked interestedly at Tyler then sneered at the Marauders before making his exit. Tyler watched him as he left. His face was hidden, hair lacked potential, clothes were shabby, but those onyx eyes and plus what a nice arse. "Who's that?" Tyler asked as he walked away.
"A degenerate," Remus answered lifting her trunk with Sirius and walked towards the train. Tyler lingered a little longer, then turned and fallowed suit.
The four settled in a cabin with Peter Pettigrew; fellow marauder and long time friend. Peter was presently trying to finish his summer homework.
"I can help if you need it," Tyler offered nicely.
"Thanks." Peter answered squeakily. He was always weird around her, like she was an alien cone to over take planet earth.
"Do you think you're going to miss Beauxbatons?" Remus asked.
"Beauxbatons itself? No. The teachers? No. The student body? Definitely not. The only person I'm going to miss is Roxie." Tyler answered.
"Roxie?" Sirius questioned.
"My Persian partner in crime." Tyler generally went to Roxie's house over the summer because it "just wasn't proper for a young lady of her age to go to a home unattended by adult women" or some crap like that. That's why the boys had never met her. "So now do we just wait?"
"Well, yeah." James answered noticing his sisters uncharacteristic nervousness. "Is everything alright?"
"Yeah, I think I'm just puckish," she lied. Truth was she couldn't get that boy out of her mind; those onyx eyes that burned into her sole. "I think I'll go for a walk."
"I'll come with you," James said standing. He was really protective of her but she was his little sister even if only by 13 minuets.
"No, I'll be fine," she said hugging him. Just then the door slid open and a red headed girl stopped dead.
Chapters will get longer i promise
