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Disclaimer: Do I seem like I'm J.K. Rowling? I didn't think so.
Demy fusses with my hair and keeps checking my make-up. After a few minutes she stops and smiles. My sister and I have always been so close. Even though her hair is brown and her eyes are blue, we feel like twins. Demy is twenty-two, and I am seventeen. We used to be as close as this to our older brother, until my Hogwarts letter came.
Aaron was immediately jealous of my talent when he learned that it was actually more than magic tricks. He has always been obsessed with the idea of magic, even before the letter. When we were younger, he would always say that he was a wizard and came up with obnoxious "spells." When we learned that I was a witch, he shut me out completely. Demy tried to talk sense into him, but he didn't want to talk to his "freak" sister.
I haven't seen Aaron for three years.
Demy notices the frown on my face that I usually acquire when I think about all the horrible things Aaron has said about me. She smiles sadly and fixes my hair again. "Don't worry about Aaron. He's a jerk anyway."
"Who said that I was worrying about Aaron? Who's to say that I wasn't worrying about-" I am about to finish my sentence, but Demy cuts me off.
"James Potter?" Demy says teasingly, knowing that I cannot stand Potter. James Sirius Potter is the most thick-skulled, annoying jerk ever to walk the face of the Earth. No exaggeration…well maybe I'm exaggerating a little, but not a lot. All he does is tease me and prank me and does not even bother to call me by my name. He always calls me America or Marks. I've never heard a "Good morning, Emery" from him, ever.
I straighten up and fix my Muggle skirt. "I should get going. Love you, Dem." I say and disappear into Platform Nine and Three Quarters. Almost automatically I am surrounded by the loudness of the platform. I cut through groups of wizard families until I find Charlotte with her mom, Cho.
"Em!" Charlotte screams, making Cho cover her ears, laughing. I engulf Charlotte in a hug and she starts telling me every detail of her summer very fast.
"How about you girls go into the train, wouldn't want to miss it," Cho says sweetly. She gives me a small hug and Charlotte and I wave good-bye to her and enter the train.
As soon as we enter the train, friends and peers bombard us. Several people notice the gleaming 'Head Girl' badge clinging to my Muggle cardigan. Mae Hemmingway (a sixth year Hufflepuff) says something about how she absolutely knew I was going to be Head Girl. A particularly friendly Slytherin, Ella McCoy, says that she isn't surprised at all that I got it. In all, I'm flattered at how many people know and like me. It's almost like being popular.
All I can do now is think about who will be Head Boy. I hope it will be Evan, who shared Prefect duties with me since Fifth Year, but Sinistra has been known for taking chances on those many wouldn't expect to be a Head. I can just imagine James being Head boy, ruining the whole year for me. However, even Sinistra wouldn't take that chance.
"Emery!" A small voice calls from a compartment. I instantly see Lily Potter's light red hair. The petite Fourth Year waves her hands enthusiastically, beckoning me to our regular compartment. I drag Charlotte with me, and in a few seconds Evan, James, Al, Lily, Rose, Lysander, and (obviously) Charlotte surround me. Lily and Rose immediately start to tell me about how I was the only thing James talked about all summer. Al laughs and adds a few details, and James protests lamely. Lysander makes a fleeting comment about James always mentioning me in letters, and Evan remains silent.
Then I notice it. An almost identical badge with one word changed on it, 'Boy.' It clings to his t-shirt just like it clings to my cardigan. I can't believe what I am seeing. James S. Potter, Head Boy? Impossible! Evan must have lent the badge to him as a joke.
"Potter, where did you get that badge?" I snap at him. He grins mischievously and puts his arm around my shoulders. I look up at him and scowl. He is around six foot and two inches, whereas I am a meek five foot-four inches. His brown-hazel eyes laugh and taunt me.
"Now, now, Marks! No need to snap at me. I earned this badge all by myself. Looks like we will be spending a lot of time together. That isn't a problem, is it? I look forward to it. I mean, admit it. You are in love with me!" He says tauntingly. "Why else would I still have my arm around you?"
"You're a prick, Potter!" I shout at him and draw my wand. "Better watch yourself, Potter. You very well know that Americans have short tempers, and mine isn't getting any better." James raised his hands in surrender.
With that I walk out to go to the Prefects' compartment and direct the Prefects. In a minute or two, I sense James catching up with me. Sure enough, James is standing next to me in a matter of seconds. I roll my eyes and twiddle my wand in my hands.
"That's a really nice wand, can you tell my more about it?" James says sincerely.
"Ten inches, ebony, unicorn hair core, swishy," I say flatly. James smiles and pulls out his wand.
"Eleven and one-fourth inches, maple, unicorn hair core, pliable," He says happily. He stops and looks at me expectantly. I stop and take in his expression. James's eyes are more of a golden color now and his glasses are beginning to fall off his nose. Without thinking, I reach up and fix his glasses for him. Now his expectant look turns to slight shock. His hand flies to his messy black hair (a trait that comes from his grandfather, along with most of his other traits, he told me once).
I look away from him and begin walking to the Prefect compartment, but he doesn't move. "Aren't you coming with, Potter?" I say teasingly, without turning my head. I smirk to myself and turn into the Prefect compartment.
"Hey guys, so this is what's going to happen-," I explain who will be doing what, and the importance of Prefect duties. I can already tell that this will be the best year by far, even if I have to put up with James every day.
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