She stepped off the train when it stopped. She was just too excited to be back at Hogwarts. She loved studying magic, learning magic, even witnessing magic. Though she lived in the Black household, she didn't learn the beauty of magic. Her parents pushed her at home; they wanted her to excel. She didn't really have any problem with this. In fact she was grateful that she was able to learn and grow in her magic outside of school, and some didn't get to do that, however she was a Pureblood. Her whole family relied on their magic and didn't think twice about it. They'd say it was their right to have this advantage; it made them better, and soon the superior ones would take over. It was obvious who 'the superior ones' were, so she never actually asked.
But even with magic being an integrated basis in her life she didn't get to enjoy it as she should. Complicated spells and upper-level potions were what her parents wanted. Maybe she just liked to see a couple sparks out of her wand, or watch everything glow in the dark with vibrant colors. So, in September, she would become increasingly anxious until she was finally home; in Hogwarts.
I can feel it. There's that zing in the air. Magic. It's all around us- surrounding us. Surrounding me. It feels… just… it feels healthy. I guess you could say that. Now all that's left before I reach the main doors to the Great Hall is just a carriage ride.
"Regulus" I yelled in a small voice. I'm too shy to actually yell, so it sounded a bit wimpy. I'm usually in the compartment with one of my brothers and end up taking the carriages up with them. Yet they're nowhere to be found.
"Come here, come here!"
"No no this way!"
People shout all around me, scrambling to get a carriage with all their friends in it. There's that word again. Not that I didn't have any- well I didn't, but not because I wasn't friendly- but my friends were my brothers. I'm not ashamed to say that. I love them! But seeing as Sirius had probably assumed me to be with Regulus and taken a carriage up with his friends, and Regulus was missing, I had to take a carriage up myself.
"Hello" a chirpy looking boy said as he climbed into the carriage I got. "The names Colin" he stated as he put his hand out in front of me. He was a Ravenclaw- I could tell by his tie. He had a hole in the bottom of his robes.
"Isabella" I said hesitantly and shook his hand. Who is this? And why is he talking to me? Where are his friends? I looked at him to see if I could recognize him in any way. Nope, I don't think I can say I've seen this lad before in my life.
"Sorry for intruding, but my robes got tangled with a twig back there when I fell and i got left behind a bit." We were the last of the pack. The last carriage, mainly for stragglers.
"No problem at all" I replied politely.