Eyes. More specifically, boys' eyes. Blue, green, brown, hazel, all sorts. They stared out of the clear compartment doors on the Hogwarts Express as I tried to find an empty one. I found one about mid-train and pushed my trunk onto the luggage rack. I sat down just as two red-headed twins opened my compartment door. They each poked their heads in and gave me two dazzling smiles. "Hello." They said in unison. "Sorry to impose on you, love-" The first one nodded to me. "But there arent any compartments left-" Echoed the second. "Could we share with you?" They finished in unison. I don't know who these guys are, but they are giving me serious whip-lash. But, being the extremely nice person that I am- whoa! I dont think I have ever packed so much sarcasm into one thought!- I nodded for them to sit down.
They stuffed their trunks on the rack and sat down across from me. "I'm Fred Weasley-" "And I'm George Weasley." "Pleasure to meet you!... And you are?" They seriously can read each others minds.
I gave them a bright smile, somewhat forcibly. "I'm Cherie Magnum. I just transfered to Hogwarts from Beaubatons Academy."
They looked at each other. "We knew it." I furrowed my brows at them. "Knew what?" They looked back to me again. "Veela."
I rolled my eyes, covering it up with a smile. I needed to get out of here. "If you boys will excuse me, I think I need some air, its quite stuffy in here." I said as I got up, opened the compartment door, and stepped into the isle. I let out a sigh of relief. As I walked down the isle a bit farther, I noticed that there were indeed, plenty of open compartments. Is that how its going to be at Hogwarts? People only wanting to know me because I'm a Veela? I knew I shouldn't have left Beaub-
My thoughts were interupted as my face came in contact with something very hard and muscular. "Oof!" I staggered back a bit and looked up. Hazel eyes met cold ice blue ones and I could practically feel the Earth shake. He was a tall, slim boy, but obviously muscular. He had pale blonde hair, almost white, and if Veelas could be male, he would be top ranked. The sneer on his face turned into something unreadable. No matter how beautiful this boy was, he had still ran into me. I knitted my brows together after a few silent moments. "I believe you owe me an apology."
The sneer formed again. "Why should I give you an apology? You ran into me!" He yelled.
I smirked. "Ahh, I see the clumsy fool also has a temper problem! Didn't your mother ever teach you how to speak to a lady?"
He smirked back at me. "And I see the Veela has quite a sharp-tongue. That will get you into trouble, you know."
"Like it has so many times in the past! Tell me something I don't know. And please, something exciting. Your boring me now." I said with a yawn.
His sneer came back and he said many things that i'm not sure are even legal. He stomped away when I started laughing at him. Bloody git. Can't take in what he dishes out. I started walking down the isle again and it felt like even more people were staring now. Don't they know that its considered to be very rude? Keep your bloody eyes to yourselves!
The one thought running throught my head is this: Welcome to Hogwarts Cherie, darling. This is going to be a long year.
