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It was about an hour later when Swan woke up slowly, the car had just come to an abrupt stop. "We have arrived at destination 601. Please take all belongings. Have a good day!" The car's rumbling came to a stop, but Swan barely noticed as she attached a circle-like object on her trunk, which instantly shrunk it and made it weightless, one of her father's inventions. She slipped the little trunk in her back pocket then pushed open the door and stepped outside.

Swan looked around curiously, it had only been a few weeks since she had left the house to go shopping for school robes and her new wand, but she had imagined this street would have been as bright and lively as Diagon Alley. The limousine drove away silently as Swan's eyes kept traveling the shops around the station, all piled up on top of each other. She smiled a little, "It still has a lovely style of its own."

A sudden cold splash of water washed over her as a small car drove by. She stood for a moment, her eyes closed and her fingers itching to shake herself like a dog, but her father would never let her do so. Swan sighed and grudgingly shuffled to the sidewalk, right in front of the train station entrance. The water dripped steadily from the bottom of her magical robes, which were spelled to appear as muggle clothes around any muggles. She quickly followed the bustling crowd into the gigantic building, through large sliding doors.

Swan walked slowly to the massive bridge arching over several rail-way tracks. She stood on her tiptoes and hung her arms over the metal bars. A sudden burst of steam below and a loud toot made her smile. With another burst of energy, Swan speed-walked over the bridge, feeling a childlike glory at being more powerful than anyone else. For seconds, with the steam rising up in the colossal train station and the sun shining through the glass windows, Swan felt formidable. Then her short lived grandeur came to an end when her feet touched the end of the bridge. Now she was on the same level as everyone else. Busy adults strode past her, mixing into the crowded platforms. No, she was so much less powerful than anyone now.

Quickly, her thoughts of glory were forgotten as Swan spotted Platform 4 ¾. "Being lost is not an option for any Ravenclaw ancestor." muttered Swan. Her father had spent one lesson drilling her on exactly where she needed to go. It seemed he simply didn't have the time to bring her himself.

Swan drifted through the large crowd of adults as she finally managed to get to the right pillar. Immediately, her hand flicked gently and she cast a very simple spell to stop any jinxes or curses from reaching her. Her father's lesson would not be forgotten. Her eyes glanced at her expensive silver watch as she realized she still had thirty minutes until the train left. "Lateness is unforgivable…" Swan trailed off. Someone bumped past her and she quickly reached for her knife, before remembering her father had taken it. Confusion flickered onto her face for a brief moment. There were so many differences between the public and her home. But why? Why couldn't she carry some of her most dear possessions? Why did her world fall apart? Why?

Swan pushed through the barrier into the wizarding world, her questions remaining unanswered.

On the other side, a few families were spread out around a smaller train station, which was largely decorated with magical posters but did include several muggle objects. Swan walked over to a bench and sat down, her eyes following the outline of the beautiful scarlet train. Her seat also gave her the opportunity to observe the other students.

About five minutes later, two people caught her attention. A man dressed in obviously expensive black robes with slick blond hair, probably Pureblood, and his son, who looked to be about thirteen. Swan's eyes widened as she realized the boy was angrily yelling at his father.. It was dishonorable to go against your trainer, surely the boy knew that! The pureblood man glanced around furtively then whispered a final angry word. He swept around and apparated, the magic backlash knocked the younger boy other.

Swan curiously stood up. She held little respect for this boy because he had been disrespectful to a family member. At the same time, what he had done was intriguing to her. By the time Swan had reached him, he had already stood up and was righting his trunk, which had also fallen over. Swan waited for the boy to notice her. Strangely enough, he was not at all aware of his surroundings.

When the boy did look up he sneered at her, "What do you want?"

A small cut marred his flawless face. Swan ignored his bad-manners, "You shouldn't leave any trace of blood behind."

The boy let out a bark of laughter, "As if I haven't heard that before!" and added "What slytherin pureblood family do you come from?"

A look of disgust clearly printed itself on Swan's face, "I'm not a Slytherin and I never will be."

But the boy simply dabbed at his cut with a silk handkerchief and raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

Swan crossed her arms and said nothing. A fierce battle of wits unraveled between the two as their silver and green eyes glared at each other.

Finally a smirk spread on his lips and he raised his right arm, "Lucius Malfoy, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Swan stepped back and stared at him in surprise, "I shouldn't be talking to you. My father-"

Lucius's fight with his father was obviously still stinging. He pulled back his hand and sneered, "Do you always do everything your daddy tells you to do?"

Swan smiled proudly, "Of course! He trained me. I wouldn't be alive otherwise."

"Pathetic. Have you ever done something bad" he cooed.

Swan's eyes never left his, "Yes."

Lucius tucked his bloodstained handkerchief in his right pocket and cooed, "Did you go to bed too late?" He shook his head, "I was wrong, you belong in Gryffindor."

Swan's eyes narrowed as a strange emotion took hold of her, she stepped closer to Lucius, "Actually, I'm doing something illegal, and tell me if I use words you don't understand. After all, anyone who spreads their own blood around the room either has a death wish or is incredibly stupid. I could name 12 different curses used with that blood that would leave you in terrific pain, it if didn't kill you outright.

Lucius gritted his teeth as he spat out, "Underage magic with a wand is illegal unless you're at school, Miss Know-it-all."

Swan frowned and retorted back, "Then don't use a wand."

Her handed darted to his pocket and she murmured "Scourgify."

Lucius Malfoy turned very pale. He robotically grabbed his clean handkerchief when Swan handed it to him. Finally he stuttered out, "Y-You can use wandless m-magic?"

Swan nodded curtly, though her fists where clenched. She had unwillingly given up extremely important information to a Malfoy. Not only that, but now she was wondering if wandless magic was illegal too. Perhaps any minute now an auror would come and pick her up. Then she would have to face her father's wrath.

However Lucius seemed completely unconcerned. "I want to learn how to do that!" he whined in a childlike manner. Then he continued with a sigh, "My father mentioned that most pureblood families in basic wandless magic skills, but my father said we were under too much watch to learn the sacred art."

Swan snorted "You would be!"

Her hands relaxed as Swan's worries disappeared when she realized she was not in any trouble.

Lucius raised an eyebrow, "How would you know anything about my family?"

Swan looked around to find the platform was already filling up with other children. "My father is Head Auror and he controls all the searches. "

Lucius scowled darkly, "You're a Rogue?"

Swan smiled in return, "Of course. Swan Rogue at your service."

The next thing Lucius said surprised her greatly, "Well, for a Rogue, you're not that bad."

Lucius led her over to a nearby bench, "There are just a few things you need to now. First, none of the other students here have used magic before, except for a few Slytherins who will never show it. Next act more like a kid or you're in trouble. Then, the teachers have an annoying habit of trying to take things into their own hands, you show them amazing spell work and they won't stop until they know everything there is to know about you. Most kids know nothing about what they're about to learn concerning magic." Lucius stood up abruptly, "And finally, we both know, that no one can see us talking. So, I wish you luck, and perhaps I'll see you soon."

With that, the boy left without another word. Swan simply sat there, still dazed from the Slytherin boy. Before now, her world had basically made sense, she was trained to be perfect and get into the prestigious Gryffindor house. But it was hard to believe she seemed to be the only student trained this way. Her eyes trailed around her slowly, looking at the families hugging goodbye with tears and such, she bit her lip. Swan looked away, Maybe he was joking? She frowned; it was rather hard to believe what the boy had told her.

Swan stood up slowly, when a loud voice announced, "Ten minutes left! Please board."

And She began walking towards the second cabin of the large scarlet engine.

Ta-da! It's getting a little more interesting, I hope, but the story is still moving really slowly.

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