A.N Hey all! Enjoy this second chapter and see what you think, I'm sure you can tell quite a bit from the chapter title though. ;D

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Chapter 2: Green and Silver means trouble

Elizabeth woke up at the early-to her-time of eight o' clock. She felt rather tired but decided to get up. Elizabeth rushed downstairs towards the family dining room. When she entered the room, she noticed her father. He was reading the newspaper, while eating his own breakfast. She walked over to her seat,

"'Morning Dad."

"Good Morning Elsie."

Her father was the only one allowed to call her Elsie, everyone else called her a different nickname. Sitting down, she reached for the bacon and buns. Elizabeth placed them on her plate before working her way through them.

"Dad?"

"Yea Elsie?

"Are you coming to King's Cross with us?" Elizabeth asked.

Her father set down the newspaper and looked at her with his rarely stern face. Charlus Potter had dark black hair that was always a mess with grey hairs in it. His eyes were a warm hazel, where the two Potter kids got their eyes from. The eyes were usually bright and twinkling with mischief, but at the moment they were not. He had a rare stern expression in his face as he looked at her.

"Now listen Elsie, I might be at work all the time, but I'm always able to get a day free to see you both off. Don't ever doubt it." he said, ending with a smile.

Elizabeth gave him a feeble smile before turning back to her food. Her mother walked in, when she noticed the missing family member, she sighed loudly.

"I'll get him up mum." Elizabeth said.

"I don't know..." Dorea said hesitantly.

She was quite afraid as to what her daughter would do to her son. Charlus looked up and grinned at Dorea.

"Let her have her fun, Dora."

"Charlie..." Dorea began.

However, Elizabeth was already climbing up the stairs. Dorea shook her head in exasperation at her own daughter's antics.

It had been no longer than five minutes when Elizabeth came bolting down the stairs, followed by a very angry wet-looking James.

"Kids..." Dorea muttered under her breathe.

The Potter family were making their way through the platforms of King's Cross Station as they decided to do everything the muggle way like with James for his first year. Elizabeth was obviously excited, if you couldn't tell by her jumping and running around while talking so fast you could barely make out the words, then you are an idiot. She counted the platforms loudly as they went along, much to the annoyance of some passerby's.

James watched his younger sister, quite amused, but wondering if he had been that way before too. Had he truly been that jumpy and talkative? Judging by the resigned look on his parents faces, he probably had.

Soon the Potter family reached Platform nine between the platforms ten, which was where James ran through. Elizabeth ran after him and soon was on the other side, looking around in awe. The train looked even better than it had last year. Elizabeth thought this might have been because she was going to be going on it this time. Still, the train looked way more appealing.

Elizabeth saw quidditch players with their brooms, students with their parents hugging goodbyes, and even someone selling cauldrons. Her cat, Tommy mewed in his carrier unhappily.

The Potter's stopped and Dorea turned to Elizabeth, while Charlus to James. Dorea smiled lovingly at her daughter, adjusting Elizabeth's hair before pulling her into a bone-crushing hug. When she pulled back, Elizabeth spotted tears in her eyes.

"Aw mum, don't go sentimental on us." James said.

Dorea hushed him, before pulling him into a hug too, along with a kiss on the cheek. James tried to squirm out of it, but with no avail.

"Is Jamsie embarrassed?" Elizabeth teased her brother.

James scowled at her, as their mother stepped back, hand to her mouth with tears still ready to spill. Charlus put both his hands on his daughter's shoulders.

"Now you better stay away from any of those boys," he began.

Elizabeth interrupted him with a groan.

"Da'ad!" she exclaimed, dragging out his name.

"It's fine Charlie, she's too young for boys." Dorea broke in.

"Still." Charlus insisted.

"I'm a first year dad! I'm not even teen." Elizabeth reasoned.

"James, make sure guys stay away from her." Charlus told his son.

"Sir, yes sir!" James saluted.

"Charles!" Dorea scolded, hitting his arm. "Honestly!"

Charlus grumbled slightly before the warning toot of fifteen minutes to go sounded. James shifted impatiently as his parents made him promise not to do any more trouble-making and to stick close to his school work. Elizabeth merely rolled her eyes at him, knowing full well James wouldn't stick to his promises.

"Can we go now?" James asked.

"I can't believe our two babies are going off to Hogwarts." Dorea sighed, ignoring James.

"Mum! We are NOT babies!" James started at her words. "At least I'm not."

"Shut up James, let mum have her moment." Elizabeth told him.

"You shut up." James retorted.

"I'll bite you." Elizabeth threatened.

"You wouldn't do that in public!" James said with comically widened eyes.

"Just watch me." Elizabeth smirked.

"Well, not quite our babies." Charlus chuckled.

"Kids! Elizabeth! Do not do that here!" Dorea interrupted the two kids.

Elizabeth struggled with her luggage as she tried to put it into the luggage compartment. James had run off, saying he would find them a compartment. Elizabeth bitterly thought how he had easily lifted up his own trunk. How come she didn't have that sort of strength? She did just as much Quidditch as him! She was easily able to lift Tommy in his cage up to the cart and with the other animals! Of course, her trunk was the thing that was heaviest, after all.

Help quickly arrived though, in the shape of an older student with a yellow and black tie. Elizabeth searched her brain for the information on the colours. Was that Slytherclaw's? No, that wasn't even a house name! When she finally put away her luggage, Elizabeth walked down the aisles, looking for her older brother. While she did, she wondered about the houses names again.

There was some house tie she had seen earlier with blue and silver, while her own brother's was Gryffindor, she remembered as much. Plus with that yellow and black tie, she was just sure the other one included green. Gryffindor, Elizabeth mused, was the house her brother wanted her to be in. There was another house, her brother had warned her about. Elizabeth recalled the tales her brother had written home to about that house.

A chill ran down her spine at the very thought of those tales. Elizabeth hoped she wouldn't have them happen to her.

Suddenly, it dawned on her, the house that had those horror stories, was the Slytherin house! Not Slytherclaw at all! It had green and silver on the tie, colours that James despised because of the house.

As Elizabeth walked on, she heard a rather strange sound of laughter. Curious, she wandered towards the noise, though quite cautiously. When she peaked around the corner, she spotted five people surrounding a small kid like herself.

What was worse, was that Elizabeth recognized those ties that they wore. Alarm bells rang off in her head as she stared at them unknowing as to what to do.

Green and Silver.

It meant trouble.

A.N I think I did rather well on my part acting like a kid here, my proudest moment...*crys*

Meh, I don't think I'll go all tearful like Dorea Potter did.

But Hey! I wore sun glasses (Though it's winter) while editing this. So I guess I edited this chapter in quite a cool manner. I'm awesome if you haven't noticed, Just kidding of course! You people are all awesome!

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