Chapter Two
I looked doubtfully at the solid brick wall in front of me. Although, living with wizards, I had come to see many a strange sight, I couldn't think of myself running into a wall. Oh stop being a baby I told myself if a bunch of eleven year olds can do it so can I. I took a deep breath, surreptitiously looked around for Muggles, and then ran as quickly as I could through the wall that was 9 and 3/4. When I got to the other side, I sheepishly opened my eyes that had without my control closed as I'd passed the gate. I looked around to see if anyone had seen my childish fear of running into a wall. Seeing no one looking at me, I took a deep breath and walked towards the train. In my single-minded escape to the train, I accidentally hit someone with my trunk.
"Oi, watch it!" the boy exclaimed. I could feel the heat rushing up my cheeks.
"S-Sorry," I stammered. I finally took a look at the guy and saw a gorgeous teen with startling gray eyes and black hair. I almost grinned when I realized how similar our basic features were. Then, I noticed the roguish scowl and wondered if this was some sort of arrogant prick. The kind that I'd always hated back at my middle school. Without another word I walked away and dragged my two trunks off the trolley and onto the train. I was astounded by the amount of activity on the train. I hadn't expected it to be so wild, it was louder than my bus to school and there were plenty of annoying guys on that bus. Then again, the guys on my bus didn't have to spend all summer not using the magic they knew they could do. I sighed (get used to it…I'm not depressed though), magic could be very loud.
I walked down the aisle looking for a compartment that I could possibly sit in, preferably empty. I saw a Bat-Bogey hex coming my way and with a flick of my wand, used the Protego shield spell. It was just in time, and I probably wouldn't have made it if it hadn't been nonverbal.
Just at that moment, a compartment slid open. I saw a girl of around 15 or 16 with beautiful auburn hair and animated green eyes. "Hello," she greeted me, "My name is Lily Evans, and this," she pointed at a rather greasy haired and sulky teen, "is Severus Snape." I smiled brightly at her and…not so brightly at the other guy. Could I help it? The guy creeped me out for some reason. "That was some pretty good spell work, non-verbal, huh?"
I grinned, "Yeah, that's how I was taught." She looked a bit confused. "I was—"
"Why, hello there Lily, mind if I sit here." Lily looked over my shoulder and glared. I grimaced, I would not like to be on the receiving end of that. Out of curiosity, I turned around, and who would I see except that guy that I'd knocked over outside the train. There were two other guys there as well. One of them had messy black hair and black eyes. He was the one that Lily was glaring at so vehemently. Then there was a small, meek, looking boy. I frowned, How had he managed to get in with them? It was an interesting thought, I mean, anyone who looked at them would see the huge difference.
"James Potter, what are you doing? I thought I told you to stop annoying me." Lily groaned. I grinned, seemed like someone was a little obsessed with Lily. The boy with the messy hair sighed. Oh, so that's James. I thought, I wonder who the others are. The boy that I'd hit earlier seemed to suddenly notice me.
"Well, look who it is," he said. I scowled, Great, the twit remembers me.
"Hello, I'm Voria Fyorai. Gonna be in fifth year." The others looked at me strangely.
"Fifth? We're all in fifth year and we don't remember you," deliberated the black-haired fiend… well, maybe fiend went too far.
"That's because I just transferred here, I was home schooled."
"Yeah, but you don't seem to be 15 to me," an annoyingly squeaky voice said. I glared at the mousy little guy. He seemed to shrink back a little, Coward.
"Yeah, well, maybe it's 'cause I'm not. I'm 13." Severus and the prat (the one I knocked over) were at this moment glaring at each other, however, my little announcement seemed to get their attention.
"Only 13? You must be pretty advanced."
"No, I just started when I was ten instead of when I was eleven is all." I really wished they would introduce themselves.
"Oh, by the way, I'm James," the messy haired guy said, "That's Sirius and that's Peter," he pointed at the dark haired boy and the meek follower respectively.
"Thanks, I've been thinking in terms of brown and black," I grinned.
"Not far off the mark there, I'm Sirius Black, Voria."
"Ria's fine. Anyway, what's Hogwarts like anyway?" The boys, excluding Severus, looked really happy.
"The best…place for pranks!" I smiled and shook my head. Peter caught my eye and grinned in a way that said, that's pretty usual for James and Sirius. James, Sirius, and Peter left me with Severus and Lily. I decided to get some snacks and enjoy the ride.
