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Decades before the battle at Hogwarts, the year is 1908, a young boy was on the train to Hogwarts. Only 11 years old. Brown hair, brown eyes. Worried about what house he will get in. Just when his thoughts reached an ultimate peak of paranoia, two strangers interrupted is thought train.
"Oh! Hi!" A mop of black wavy hair poked in, "mind if we drop in?" Right after he said that he walked in completely ignorant to the answer, and then a girl with straight short platinum blonde hair, perfect matching two lukewarm brown irises followed, "Cos everywhere else was jam-packed with-"
"-peeps that we do not-"
"-want to hang out with at the moment." The sentence was ended by a blue puff and a red puff bouncing onto the seat.
"Licorice! Stop that right now." The blonde scolded the red puff.
"Oh, my. We're really very sorry, aren't we, Mi?" The ravenette glared across the top of his dark colored scarf, the hue uninterpretable.
"Shut it, Mike," she growled, "Jellybean did it to!"
"I'm t-terribly sorry…" the boy stuttered, "but who are you?"
"Oh!" The girl slapped her forehead while the boy giggled a bit, "I'm Mia, and this is Michael."
"The general idea is that we're enemies, cos we fight a lot. But in reality, I'm only like that because-"
"-we're twins!" Mia finished, glaring fiercely at the ravenette, who seemed lost for words.
"But that's not what I was going to say!" Michael protested, confused.
"But that's what we tell people cos we're just really-"
"-close. Sorry, Mi! I forgot!" Michael giggled, hugging the small bag to his chest.
"Ohhh." He said, still confused.
The two strangers quickly settled in, with a pillow, blanket, and several board games flying out of their bag. Mia reached into her knapsack to retrieve something, when her face drew a frustrated expression upon itself.
"You have got to be kidding me!"
"Nope! Not kidding you! He's out-n-about and he's got your necklace."
"I thought you locked his cage!"
"Uh… maybe I, uh, f-forgot?" Michael laughed nervously, playing with the end of his scarf. Mia gently, but still roughly, pulled a thin, long chain from her bag weighted down by some object. Lifting it further, a small, mole-like creature was hanging by the Slytherin pendant on said chain.
"Is… is that a Niffler?" The boy murmured, intrigued.
"Yerp, yerp. His name is -stop that-. Kidding his name's -quit it. Let go.- Niff!" She finally managed, now swinging the pendant back and forth, Niff swinging along with the ride and smiling evilly.
Michael chuckled and tossed something to the boy. Examining it, the first year found that it was a shiny yellow coin, the yellow game piece for the game now carefully set out on the floor.
Niff saw this, his little head whipping around to watch it soar through the air.
"One… two… three!" As Michael cried 'three,' Niff leapt from the charm in the general direction of the coin, then landing in his lap, grabbing the game piece and scuttling out the door. "And away he goes!" Cackled Michael.
"NIFF YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW OR SO HELP ME-" Mia shrieked, waving her fist around the doorframe.
"Mia, chill pill." Michael smirked, having shed the bag to cuddle Jellybean, now curled on the seat.
"Says you!" Mia huffed, plopping down with an exasperated sigh. "Shoot! I have to go get him! He could steal something, or-" her sentence was cut off by Michael breaking into a giggle fit.
"Mia. Chill pill." Michael repeated, smirking mischievously, "and choose your color." Mia chose the green color, still raving about the Niffler incident, "So newbie's… oh. My. Wand. We never got his name! What's-"
"-your name?" Mia joined.
"Newt. Newt Scamander."
Newt was a natural at the game, Monopoly. Their game was demolished when the door slammed open and a girl stomped in.
"Uh, is this your rat thing?" A harsh voice snapped. It wasn't mean, but it wasn't exactly soft either. A girl with peach toned skin, black hair that shone under the lighting, dressed in expensive Hogwarts robes with a Gryffindors tie around her neck was lifting Niff up by his ankle.
Michael started to laugh while Mia flushed and reached for Niff with a 'Yeah, that'd be ours.' But before she could grab the thief the other girl shook him roughly.
"He was trying to steal my hairband!" She growled.
A flash of black covered the entire car, blinding everyone. When it settled, Michael stood with his scarf now wrapped around Niff like a baby with a very… disturbed expression. His eyes were dark, almost all black, his teeth jagged as he snarled at the stranger.
"Hurt them, I'll make you feel it sevenfold." He spat, his arms protectively covering Niff's bundle. A moment after he growled the threat Mia was in front of him trying to calm him down. "Look he's not hurt. It's okay don't flip out. Hey! Hey, look at me-"
"Brat." Michael stared at the intruder with eyes that were darkening by the moment, if that was possible, and skin that was paling to a sickly blue and beyond.
"Hey! I said look at me not her! Look a me."
Michael's pitch black eyes danced between the girls' before settling on Mia's brown eyes. He stared blankly at her for a moment before sighing an annoyed sigh. His eyes returned, slowly, to their original blue-gray.
"I'm sorry," he grumbled, lolling his head backwards with a very annoyed tone. Newt giggled weakly, seeing how the two, who had seemed to close to separate, had turned from a friendly relationship to a motherly one, with Michael playing the role of the misbehaving child, "I didn't mean to attack you or threaten you.… uh…meathe- ma'am."
Newt stared in wonder at Michael, who rubbed the base of his neck roughly, "Mia," he whined, "Put him back so I can have my scarf back."
"Just can it, Michael, and wait." Mia snapped, gently unwrapping Niff. In a flash, she had a forceful hold on the creature, preventing it from escaping once more. When she was done enchanting his cage, the Niffler was happily munching on a carrot stick with roughly nine or ten treasures lying, neatly organized for a Niffler, and the bars on the cage shined like it had just been cleaned. Michael grabbed his scarf with haste, throwing it around his pale neck and burying his face in the fabric.
The rest of the train ride was a blur to Newt. Michael kept adjusting his scarf, as if it were below zero degrees outside, and Mia rocked the game. Winning by a few hundred, Newt barely remembered anything besides for the last few minutes.
"Mia, I'm bored~" Michael whined, cuddling with a stuffed toy fastened to look like a wolf.
"Well then it's a good thing we are there isn't it?" She said with a bit of sass.
"Miaaaaaaaa~" Michael whined again, rolling his eyes and cuddling with Jellybean, and by cuddling, it looked like Michael was burying his face into the fur to escape the cold, "I'm borrrrrrred~"
"Hey!" A figure, well, two or three, came leaping over luggage and smaller and taller strangers, all wearing Slytherin scarfs and robes. Well, one of the boys, with unruly curly dusty brown locks, he had his hanging from his clenched fist. All shared a goofy smile, the girl almost hysterical, "Y'all left us!" The boy speaking had short, but still unruly, straight almost gray hair that stuck out in on spot on hairline.
"Ohmigod!" The girl was holding her stomach, laughing so hard tears dropped off her nose, "We ran across the entire station looking for you!"
"Intro time!" Michael and Mia cried at the same time, linking arms and posing, "Newt, this one's Adam," Michael nodded toward the boy with dark gray hair sticking up in only one direction, "and this one's Alice!" Mia giggled, pointing to the girl, who's shiny black locks were perfectly combed and being held out of her face by a hair band that matched her green tie. "And this," both yelled in unison, "is Lukas!"
"The trolleys coming." Alice announced suddenly, "and their almost out of Licorice wands today. I wonder if she hit the first years first this year." Alice wondered out loud, chuckling.
"This is why we're friends with you!" Adam joked, throwing his arm around Alice, "let's hit that trolley one last time!" Adam shouted, leading the group to a door where the Trolley Witch was going to come out.
Everyone but Newt was aware of Alice's power. She was a legilimens, which enabled her to read minds. It also meant she knew when the Trolley Witch was coming, the other Quidditch teams plans, and all the correct answers on tests. Well, fifty percent of the time. She was also the best comforter in Slytherin.
Before the group new it they were asking politely if they could take the left overs off the Witches hands, and she obliged. Along with giving them each two knuts, they made off with candies.
"Yum!" Lukas' voice was muffled by the three chocolate frogs he had stuffed into his mouth. Alice and Adam both laughed as one tried to escape, only to be shoved back in.
"Well, Newt," the twins chuckled, "I guess this is where we split!"
"Yeah, first years follow the groundskeeper, everyone else just goes." Adam explained, sucking on a Licorice wand, probably the last one,
"Oh." Newt had to admit, he felt kind of sad leaving the group of Slytherins. But he did as he was told, and followed the other eleven year olds while Michael pickpocketed Alice's scarf from her small purse. His mind was swaying from the notion that Slytherins are evil, to one that they were more of a stereotyped house.
A few hours later, after he'd been sorted, he was a HufflePuff, he heard of a lottery. A lottery that only the Slytherins could hold, a lottery for a case. A case that had a Undetectable Expansion Charm placed upon it, and a setting where it looked like a normal case. A muggle case.
It came to his attention from Michael and Mia, who had tracked him down after dinner to tell him,
"Every year-"
"-Right as the first years go to bed-"
"-The head of House for Slytherin holds this lottery!"
"We won, once! It was my locket! Isn't it pretty? It passed through the Slytherin Head Of House since the school was founded, but a few years ago they started the lottery!"
"this years is my favorite though! Because whoever wins gets to pick 5 people, boy or girl-"
"-any house-"
"-to go to Hogsmead! With the case included!" They had cheered together, bouncing up and down, but keeping their voices low enough to not alert anyone, "and if we win, we're taking you-"
"-and Adam-"
"-And Alice-"
"-and Lukas!"
Newt had to chuckle weakly at their actions. It was still a shock to him that fifth years would want to hang out with a first year like him, especially Slytherins with a Hufflepuff
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