1Yara looked up at the large stone castle. Her eyes moved over the familiar stone from afar as she thought of the year ahead, getting off the train.
"Yara! Hi! How was New York?!" a group of giggling girls passed her.
"Just fine you dumb Brittany Spear's wanna-bees." She said through her teeth as she smiled and waved at them. Why did they have to make it such a big deal that she was from New York? When people weren't harassing Harry Potter about his latest defeat of Voldemorte, they were practically stalking her. Begging for stories of the states, asking if rumors were true, wanting to know about how she grew up and what a regular day in New York consists of. Her usual answer consisted of "ten trips to Starbucks and at least one bitch trying to prove she's tougher then you." Yara pushed the thoughts aside as she began to crave Starbucks.
"Yara!" A voice called to her through the throng of students. Yara turned and looked around for the source of the voice, finally spotting the young brunette.
"Hermione! Your hair is smaller!" Yara hugged her friend.
"You mean shorter?" Hermione laughed as Yara looked at her.
"No, I mean small. You lost a good inch of frizz." Hermione laughed at this.
"I tried some new stuff but then I decided to mix a potion and tell my parents it was for school."
"I'm such a bad influence." Yara smiled and laughed, looking around for her other friends. "It's good to be back, as much as I miss New York. As soon as I got off the plane I had people picking fights with me. But once I got back home, God it was great. Hey! There they are! Ron!" Yara waved to the redhead and turned to Hermione just in time to see her bump into someone. Hermione motioned to turn and apologize when the person replied obnoxiously.
"Watch where you're going you filthy mudblood." Draco pushed her slightly. "Oomph." Was the next thing out of his mouth as a result of Yara's forearm being pressed against his throat and his back slamming into the still train.
"I'm sorry Draco, I'm apparently having some hearing problems. I thought I just heard you call Hermione a mudblood. But I highly doubt you'd be stupid enough to do that in front of me." She smiled sweetly at his as face slowly became paler. "I'm in a good mood today Draco. I don't want to have to choke you, but I will. Now tell me, did I mishear you?" Draco tried to sputter something out but was unable to form a word, so Yara relieved some pressure. "What was that?"
"You...mis...heard..." He rasped. Yara let him down and grinned.
"That's good to know." She walked away, leaving Crabbe and Goyle to help him up.
"So how's everything between you and Fred?" Hermione asked, not wanting to bring it up in front of the guys.
"We decided that the joke shop was more important, so we just called it off." Yara tried to sound as casual as possible. If she had been talking to anybody else, she would have been able to easily been able to hide how she truly felt. But not Hermione. She looked up sadly to her friend and suddenly noticed that she had grown. Yara had stood at 5'6 last year, the same height as Hermione. And while Hermione hadn't grown at all, Yara had grown about an inch in height.
"What did Malfoy say?" Ron ran up to them, Harry following.
"Something that wasn't very nice." Yara shrugged and Ron understood without having to be told.
"What happened?" Harry looked at them confused.
"Then maybe you should stop staring at my sister's arse." Ron looked at him. Harry look about to say something but was unable to think of it.
"Oh leave him alone Ron." Hermione took a moment to also look over her friends. They, too, had grown, both standing close to 6'2 and Hermione couldn't believe the muscles that showed from under their school uniforms. Everyone had changed drastically over the summer. Even Draco had become taller and more muscular.
"Come on, let's go to the carriages." Harry looked around to the carriages.
"Yeah." Yara nodded and the group began to make their way to the carriages.