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Chapter Two—Densha (Train)
One of Cho's friends, Marietta Edgecombe, had stopped by and invited both of them to join some other girls in her compartment. Saku declined, since she would rather read anyway. Cho reluctantly went with Marietta after much convincing, leaving Sakura alone in the compartment.
Sakura was happy to be on her way to Hogwarts again, although she was beginning to wonder about who the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher would be. She had just finished reading Defensive Magical Theory by Wilbert Slinkhard and had found it quite useless.
Having changed into her Ravenclaw blue and bronze already Sakura gazed out the window which she could see her soft reflection and the dark starry night, imagining what it would be like back in Japan…
"Sakura!" a distant voice called. "Sakura, where are you?"
Saku looked up from where she was sitting at the edge of a stream. The soothing water cascaded and fell over rocks that protruded from the water. Sakura's mother approached her.
"I thought I would find you here Sakura-chan." Sakura's mother was stern looking. She had many wrinkles that covered most of her forehead, and long black hair that she nearly always kept in a tight bun at the base of her neck. "The flow of water has always drawn you, but now we must return to work Saku-chan."
Something deep inside Saku made her scared, something that laid heavily on her soul. It was dark and cold. The hair on her neck prickled and made her shiver even though the day was warm and inviting.
"Let's go Saku!" Her mother called from down the grass covered path that lead to their home.
"Coming Okasan!" she yelled after her.
She shivered again and rose to her feet. Walking down the path she felt the tall grass brush against her summer kimono. She reached her small home, and slid open the rice paper door. Kneeling at the small coffee table was Saku's mother and someone she didn't recognize, a customer. Sakura bowed and knelt down at the coffee table as well.
The customer looked to be a mess, her hair was messy and her eyes looked wild with fear, and anxiety.
"Yoshida-sama this is my daughter, Sakura-chan, she will be helping you with your problem."
Sakura's head fell down and then back and she fell slowly backwards her eyes rolling upwards and everything seemed to close in around her…
The train jerked to a halt and Sakura's head hit the window where her shoulder had been supporting her when she drifted off into sleep. Sakura's hand instantly went to her forehead, and she rubbed the spot that was slowly turning red against her pale skin.
Sakura stood and got her trunk from above her, Cho's trunk was already gone, and she made her way out of the train and to the carriages where she road with three chatty Hufflepuff girls that were riding in the carriages for the first time.
Sakura, having unpacked her trunk, sat down on her bed thinking about her classes that she would be taking; especially the new ministry appointed Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. Some of the other girls in her year were chatting away quietly, as she stared out the window. She lay down on her bed and closed the curtains just enough so she could still see the stars that sparkled just beyond the window pane.