Here is the next bit. Thanks to anyone reading, please let me know what you think. Oh, I think I forgot to mention in the first chapter this story begins in the year 2019. Again, I do not own any of the characters or ideas created by J.K. Rowling or Josh Schwartz.

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The Mistakes We Knew We Were Making

Chapter II part i

Alex let the smirk linger on her face a moment more before resuming her usual stoic expression and finding an empty compartment. She settled into her seat and looked out the window observing all the people standing on the platform with no real interest. A knock on the door shifted her attention.

She turned to see a tan girl with dark brown hair opening the compartment door.

"Can I join you?" the girl asked. "Most of the compartments are full."

Alex nodded and the girl sat down opposite her.

"I'm Jodie," the girl said putting out a hand introducing herself. "Jodie Virres."

"Alexius Malfoy." Alex said shaking the girl's hand. "You can call me Alex."

"Is this your first year?" Jodie asked.

"Yes. Is it yours also?" Alex asked in return.

"Yeah." Jodie answered. "Do you think we'll get sorted first thing?"

"I 'ope so." Alex said. "It would make sense. What 'ouse do you want to be in? I am going to be in Slytherin."

Jodie smiled. "Yeah? That's where I'm hoping I'm placed too. I don't know what I would do if I went home a Hufflepuff. I think I'd disown myself." She laughed.

Alex gave a small smirk she was beginning to like this girl. "My entire family 'as been in Slytherin. It is the best 'ouse."

"Definitely." Jodie agreed. "Where are you from?" Jodie noticed her faint accent.

"France." Said Alex, "Not far from Cannes." Alex grew up in France speaking both French and English. French being used most often she had a slight accent. Spending every summer with her grandparents at the Malfoy Manor in England has helped keep her accent to a minimum; only her H's really give it away.

Jodie nodded. "Cool."

Just then a rather large boy opened the compartment door. Jodie raised a hand as a wave to him.

"I can't believe you left me with them!" he said to Jodie and sat down next to her.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't take it so I left to find a better seat, and got distracted." Jodie said with a smile to Alex.

"Eh, It's alright." The boy said leaning back into his new seat. "Looks like you found a good spot. I'm just glad I found you."

Alex inspected the boy as he sat there. He had olive skin and almost black hair that matched his eyes. His casual attitude and un-tucked shirt showed lack of attention to detail. She was unimpressed despite his size.

Realizing he hadn't introduced himself Jodie took it upon herself to do so. "Omar," she said turning to him. "This is Alex." she turned to face Alex. "Alex, Omar."

"Hey." Omar said nonchalantly still leaned back in his seat. Alex was still unimpressed. She gave him a forced smile.

"Omar wants to be in Slytherin too." Jodie said trying to get conversation started again.

Alex raised her eyebrow at this; maybe he wasn't as insignificant as she thought. This seemed to peak Omar's interest too.

"You want to be in Slytherin?" He asked sitting up straight as to give the girl a proper look for the first time. "What's your sir name?"

"Malfoy." Alex responded.

"No kiddin'!" Omar said a smile spreading across his face. "I reckon our parents were in school together then. Omar Zabini." He added extending his hand.

"Alexius Malfoy." Alex said shaking the boy's hand, which was much larger than hers.

The three settled into conversation as the train continued on toward Hogwarts.

part ii

Marissa sat down next to the window. Their parents were out of site and the fact that she was finally going to Hogwarts was suddenly real. Summer, who was sitting next to her, was beaming, clearly thinking the same thing.

Hugo, sitting across from Marissa was still somewhat sullen.

"Oi Hugo!" James said giving him a gentle punch in the arm. "Let up will you? It doesn't really matter where you go to them. I mean Rose didn't even get Gryffindor. So what are you so worried bout it's not like you'd be first in the family not to?"

"Yeah but she's Ravenclaw, I'm not smart enough to even join her there." Hugo retorted. Rose was Hugo's older sister; she was starting her third year.

James rolled his eyes; his cousin was depressing to even just to look at, at the moment. "Stop being so gloomy. You don't even know you won't be Gryffindor, so stop worry okay? Besides, what's the point in worrying? It's not gona change the outcome."

Hugo shrugged in defeated agreement. James shook his head; at least his sister didn't seem to be worried he thought as he watched her chatting away excitedly with Summer.

Summer looked over at James. "So when are the Gryffindor quidditch team tryouts?" she asked expectantly.

"You're not even Gryffindor yet, let alone you're a first year." James said standing up. James was a chaser on the team.

"So?" Summer said un-phased. "What kinds of test drills will you be doing? Lines? Loops? Switches?"

James shook his head. "You might not even be a Gryffindor. I'm not about to tell you what will do."

"I will to be a Gryffindor." Summer said matter-of-factly.

"Well, start asking questions once you are then." He said as a skinny looking boy with curly brown hair came stumbling into their compartment.

"Have you seen a toad?" the curly haired boy asked desperately. I've lost him!"

"You lot help him out, I got to go find Louis and Fred, they've been saving a seat for me. And Marissa tell Mum I did as she asked." James said as he slipped out the door.

Looking up the boy recognized Marissa and Hugo. "Marissa! Hugo! Have you seen Captain Oates? I can't find him anywhere!"

"Hey Seth," Marissa said. "Who's Captain Oates?"

"My toad!" Seth exclaimed. "My dad gave him to me as a gift for getting into Hogwarts! It's a tradition in my family, so he says. And I've already lost him!"

"We'll help you look." Marissa said standing up from her seat. "Hugo, you save the compartment for us?"

"What? Oh yeah sure." Hugo said not really paying attention.

"Wait so what did you just sign me up for?" Summer asked her best friend. "Crawling around and looking for a slimy toad? Have you met me?"

"Oh come on Sum," Marissa said tugging on her sleeve.

The boy looked at Summer for the first time and a huge smile spread across his face. "I don't think we've met." The boy said with interest. "I'm Sethariah Longbottom. And you are?"

"Summer Wood." She said with much less enthusiasm.

"Well, it is a pleasure." He said turning to Marissa, "Why didn't you ever tell me you had such a beautiful friend?"

If there was a picture next to the definition of not a happy camper, Summer in this moment would be it. She turned to her best friend, eyebrows raised.

Marissa had met Seth a few times growing up, their parents were old friends and whenever they would go into London they would stop by The Leaky Cauldron, a pub and inn run by Seth's mother Hannah Longbottom. Marissa wouldn't go so far to say she was friends with the boy, but they had played together on multiple occasions and he was a nice boy.

"Come on," Marissa laughed pushing Summer out the compartment, "Let's go help him find Captain Oates."