Chapter 1:Ilvermorny to Hogwarts
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"What happened?" Jean said as she was waking up.
"Oh, you're awake. Good, good. I'll go and tell your father-" the nurse started but Jean cut her off.
"My Dad! I thought he died!" Jean cried sitting up, shocked.
"Um… sweetie, what's your name?" the nurse asked looking down.
"Jean Thompson, ma'am," she said, slightly confused.
"I'm so sorry. I thought you were Lizzy Lupin. My mistake. I'll still go and tell him," the nurse said as she walked out.
Jean laid back down on the soft, white bed while she took in her surroundings. She was in a big, white room which was clearly in a hospital, as it was completely white. She also knew that she was in a hospital because her head and arm ached like crazy. As she looked around she noticed that her three friends were also there, but they were still asleep.
After a few minutes, the nurse came back with Lizzy's half werewolf dad, Remus Lupin.
"Where am I?" Jean questioned almost immediately.
"You're in St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries. It's a wizarding hospital in England. You four girls were the only found survivors when your school collapsed. You all were immediately transferred here in June,"he explained. "Now, can you remember what happened?"
"It was family day," she started, "and everyone's mom and dad was there. All of a sudden, we heard a deep rumbling. The four of us were all in different quadrants. In the area I was in, there was an earthquake. The biggest one that had ever happened in Connecticut. May I ask how did we get here?"
"You all got here on a what muggles call an Airplane. When-"
"What's today?" Jean asked sitting up and lying back down when the pain became too much.
"Today is August 31st. If all of you wake up today, you will all be off to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and WIzardry."
"grrrroooaaaaannnn"
"Lizzy! You're awake! I am so woofin happy!" Lupin said as he look at his beautiful daughter.
"Dad. I am so happy to see you, too! Where are we?"
After Lupin was done explaining, their other friends had waken up and he had to re explain everything for a third time.
Slightly agitated, he asked the other three witches to explain what had happened. Apparently, in Angel's sector, a fiery tornado had appeared out of nowhere. In Lizzy's sector, a hurricane had appeared without warning. And finally, in Loey's sector, an avalanche had occurred for no reason.
That afternoon, Lupin came and gave them all of their school supplies. They had to have so many books, quills, ink, and parchment. They also had to have school robes and a cloak.
The next day they arrived at King's Cross Station at 9:00 am to get a compartment all to themselves. They decided to pick a compartment close to the end.
They talked about what had happened at ivermornry until students started to show up at around 10:00. Luckily, once the students saw that the compartment was full they turned around and went back up the train.
At around 10:30, one student came in. She was a medium height girl with bleach blonde hair, blue eyes, and a pair of weird glasses.
"Hi. My name is Luna Lovegood. You all must be the students from Ilvermoney. I am here to answer any questions you may have," Luna concluded in a dream-like tone.
"How did you know we were from Ilvermorny?" questioned Loey.
"Headmaster Dumbledore sent me an owl telling me to keep a lookout for four girls who look out of place. He asked me to, and I quote, 'represent the school well and be a good representative'."
"Would you like sit with us?" Angel politely asked.
"I would be honoured to."
They talked about everything. School, clothes, family, past pets, and even what Hogwarts was going to be like. She said that they would have to go through the sorting ceremony. She also explained what it was, who made and enchanted it, and what it was used for. Luna avoided the subject about what had happened as it was clearly a touchy subject.
"I was wondering. What year are three?" asked Luna.
"We are all in our third year," Jean answered smugly.
"Oh, you guys will be in the same year as Harry Potter!" Luna exclaimed happily.
"Harry, Who?" Lizzy asked, as she has never once heard that name.
"You know, the boy who lived?" Luna said confused. The four girls shook their heads to tell Luna that they have never heard that name before.
"What? Never! He stopped V-v-v-o-oldemort. He's famous all over," exclaimed Luna.
"Whose Voldemort? Is he Harry's dad," asked a confused Loey.
"How do you not know who the Dark Lord is?" questioned Luna.
"Who's the Dark Lord?" asked Angel.
"He has several names. He-who-must-not-be-named, You-know-who, The Dark Lord, and V-v-voldemort," she replied.
"Why do you keep stuttering on his name?" Lizzy asked
"Because we don't speak his name. He was a very bad wizard, and killed so many people, but most of them were muggle-born, wizards with non magical parents. He killed Harry's parents a long time ago and when he went to kill Harry, but the killing spell didn't work on him. No one knows why, but after that day, no one has seen or heard from you-know-who since," Luna concluded.
"I'm going to go and walk around." Lizzy stated and left before anyone could tell her not to.
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Lizzy P.O.V
I went for a walk to see if I could meet anyone new. I was looking around at how big the train was when I, like the clumsy person I am, bumped into someone and fell onto the hand train ground.
"Hey! Watch where you are going! Do you know who I am?" yelled a blond, tall haired boy. When I saw him, I instantly felt a spark.
"I am so sorry I didn't mean to bump into you, I was just looking around and not looking where I was going, and… and" I panicked, I hate being yelled at, it scares me too much.
His eyes that was once hard, were now soft seeing how I was panicking. "Don't worry love, I didn't mean to yell at you. Here, come with me," he said putting his arm around my shoulder, "what's your name, love?"
" Lizzy Lupin," I said in a low voice.
"Well, Lizzy Lupin, I am Draco Malfoy," he said proudly, as we walked back to, what I guess, was his compartment. When we got there, there was a girl who was a pug-faced and two boys that looked like twins. The girl glared at me and I realized Draco's arm was still around me, and blushed.
"Dracey, who is this ugly girl?" the pug faced girl asked. I looked at her in confusion because I hadn't said a word to her and she was calling ME ugly.
"Pansy, what are you talking about? The only ugly girl here is you," one of the others boys said,and I giggled. The girl, who I now knew was Pansy, glared at me.
"Crabbe! You imbecile! I was talking about the new girl that MY Dracey has his arm around," Pansy said crinkling up her face, making it look more like a pug.
"Draco, I didn't know you had a girlfriend?" I said playfully hitting him in the chest, smirking at him. I knew he would never like pug face.
All of a sudden the train stopped, Draco pushed me into the compartment, and fell on top of me. The lights went black and I felt as if all of the happiness in the world leave. I let out a scream of absolute fear as all the memories of when my mom died, came flooding back to me. Then a black ghost like creature opened the compartment door, looked around, and left. A few minutes later a tall, red-headed boy came dashing in.
"Is everyone alright. I heard someone scream," he stopped talking and looked around. Then he looked down and saw Draco on top of me. "Draco, we aren't even at Hogwarts yet and you're already snogging someone," Draco and I started to blush, then he got off of me.
"For one thing I was not snogging her, I was on top of her to protect her when the train stopped. Get your facts straight you filthy blood-traitor!" Draco yelled angrily.
I wish he had been, I thought quietly to myself.
"Well, I should go back to my compartment. My friends are probably looking for me," I said as I started to leave.