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The marauders year 1

Chapter 2

Lyra:

We were here the Hogwarts express I was so excited, ever since Lucius went to Hogwarts. I saw everyone saying goodbye to their families and friends who had not seen each other since the holidays greet each other. There was a guy who had glasses and messy black hair saying goodbye to his parents, another girl with vivid red hair hugging a man who was presumably her father. I looked at these scenes of family goodbyes and back to ours, mother gave Lucius a single nod as a sign of saying 'goodbye my son I hope you have a wonderful time at Hogwarts and learn well and study hard', mother never stops amazing me, she can show all the family emotion from just one nodded. Wow.

I gave my mother the same amazing nod she gave Lucius and hopped aboard the train. All the compartments were filled up, until I saw an empty one at the back of the train. I sat in it and shut the door not wanting to be disturbed and I brought out a book, the history of werewolves. I read in relaxing silence and didn't even notice the train had started moving.

Then the girl with red hair that I saw saying goodbye to her dad on the platform opened the compartment door.

"Is this seat free? Everywhere else is full." She asked smiling slightly.

"No problem, you can sit here." I relied, giving a small nod.

She made light work with carrying her trunk and her owl through the door; She threw herself into a seat opposite me and looked pretty bored.

"I'm Cassia. Cassia Prewett" she said confidently. She looked at me expectedly as if I was meant to tell her my name.

"Lyra Malfoy." I replied slowly not sure how she reacted to my heritage.

She reached into her bag and took out her sketching materials, and started to draw. I didn't see what she was drawing, but the tension in the room with a knife. After about 10 minutes, I looked up.

"Do you want to see it?" she asked unsure of what I would say, probably because I was a Malfoy.

"Yeah." I said, she seemed pretty into her writing and so I guessed it must have been pretty good.

She handed over the sketchpad, and I had a look, it was beautiful, juts like the interior of the carriage, I now wished we could be friends but as I would be in Slytherin and she in Gryffindor.

Cassia:

Once arriving on Platform 9 ¾, I was greeted with a cloud of steam from the Hogwarts Express. Glancing around, I began to analyse the other students on the platform. To my right, having just emerged from the barrier was a boy with several long scratches down his cheek. Closer to the train I could see a boy with messy black hair and round glasses. Behind, I could hear a girl arguing with her sister over something, although I was struggling to make out the words. I could make out something that sounded like 'I tried!' and 'Please! I'm sorry!' But decided to make nothing of it.

As the steam cleared, I glimpsed a pale girl with platinum blonde hair. She was standing with a taller boy with what I recognised to be a prefect badge, who looked bored and smug at the same time. Behind them stood a woman whom I assumed was their mother. The girl said something to the woman, who nodded. As she walked towards the train, I realised that there was only five minutes to go, and turned to my father.

'See you next year then? Or over Christmas?'

'I'll send you an owl about Christmas. If your friends are staying, I see no reason for you not to do the same. Or you can all come over to our place, if no one objects.' He replied.

'Cool! I'll send you an owl tomorrow morning or at the weekend.' I told him.

Quickly we hugged and he helped me to put my stuff on the train, just as the guards began to blow their whistles and shut the doors.

'See you soon, dad!' I yelled over the noise.

As the train pulled out of the station, I waved in the direction that I assumed him to be in. As we sped up around the corner, everyone else moved towards their compartments. Realising that I should probably do the same, I dragged my stuff down the train, balancing Athena as I walked. After five minutes and many full compartments, I came across a compartment with only one other person in it. Realising that it was the girl I had seen from the platform, I knocked on the door. She looked up from her book, an gestured for me to come in.

'Is this seat free? Everywhere else is full.' I asked, apologetically.

'No problem, you can sit here.' She relied, with a small smile.

Heaving my trunk and Athena through the door, I threw myself into a seat opposite her.

'I'm Cassia. Cassia Prewett' I said, keen to break the ice.

'Lyra Malfoy.' Replied the girl.

I reached into my bag and took out my sketching materials, and set to work. I decided to draw the inside of the compartment, and began to draw. After about 10 minutes, Lyra looked up.

'Do you want to see it?' I asked

'Yeah.' She said

I handed over the sketchpad, and let her have a look.

'That's really good.' She said, and I think she must of meant it. Although, from my point of view, she seemed uneasy, as though she were afraid to reveal too much.

'I saw you on the platform.' I said, eager to break the ice. Currently, you could cut the tense atmosphere with a blunt quill.

'Yeah.'

'Were you with your brother? You look alike.'

'Yeah, and our mother. My brother just became a prefect.' She replied, with a look of disgust. 'What about you?'

'I was with my father. My sister and two brothers left a few years back. My sister Molly was fussing over me for hours before we left.' I rolled my eyes as I spoke. 'Where was your father?'

'He's at home. He doesn't get involved much. What about your mother?'

'I don't actually know my mother. Apparently she was a Muggle, and left my father after I was born and he told her he was a witch. She probably would have gone earlier, but she wouldn't watch a witch as a daughter, so she waited and took off. So yeah…'

'Oh. I'm sorry.'

'What for? As far as I'm concerned, she's not my family. As my father says, your family are the ones who care for you, not necessarily the ones you're related to via blood.'

'Interesting. So what house do you reckon you'll be in?'

'Probably Gryffindor. I mean, my whole family have been there, and everyone says I have 'Gryffindor qualities', so I assume their right. What about you?'

'I'm not sure. My whole family are Slytherins, so I would assume that I'll be placed there. Although I'm not sure it would suit me best.' As she said it, I could hear her voice volume decreasing.

'Oh. Well, apparently the hat takes your choice into consideration too, so you never know. I mean, we could both end up in Hufflepuff!'

'Well, that's one house the both of use won't end up in!' She laughed

I checked my watch.

'We should get changed, we'll be there in a few hours. We don't want to look like idiots at the sorting ceremony!'

'Good point.'

Only ten minutes later, another boy appered at the door. I recognised him as the boy with the scratches across his face from the platform. I slide open the door, and invited him in. He seemed a bit lost.

'Hi. What's your name?' I asked

'Remus Lupin'

'I'm Cassia.'

'Good to meet you.'

'And I'm Lyra.'

'Good to meet you too.'

I noticed his eyes were drawn towards the book in Lyra's hand, titled 'A History Of Werewolves.''

'Um, I have to go.' He said suddenly, and took off. I shrugged at Lyra, who was now wearing a slightly smitten expression.

'Someone's got a crush!' I teased, grinning

'Hmmmm'

After a much longer period of time, two other students knocked on the door.

'Hiya. Is there any room in here? Theres been a bit of a disturbance where we were.' Asked the girl, whos hair was almost as red as mine.

'No problem. Take a seat.' Said Lyra

The boy seemed ucomfortable, so I tried to strike up a conversation.

'I'm Cassia, ad this is Lyra.'

'Lily and Severus.'

'I saw you on the platform. Were you arguig with someone?'

'Yeah, my sister. Does't matter now.' Even as she said this, I could tell it was an uneasy topic.

As the train sped on, we kept talking, as I sketched and Lyra's eyes flicked to and from her book. The boy, Severus, didn't say anything, but I didn't mind. I had a bad feeling about him, so Lyra and I silently agreed to try to ignore him.

After what seemed to be a very short space of time, the train slowed, and we were oullig into the station. The four of us stood up, and made our way off the train.

'Firs' years over 'ere! Firs' years!' The voice was coming from what was to us a giant, with a very lare beared.

'I think that's us.' I grinned.

Once we had all assembled, the giant introduced himself.

'Names Hagrid, Keeper of the Keys at Hogwarts. Were goin' to get there by boat, over the lake.'

Once we were at the lake, he gave us firther instructions.

'No more tha' four to a boat, and get someone to hold the ligh'. No messin' aroun' we don't wan' anyone fallin' ou'.'

Lyra, the boy called Remus, another girl and I climed into a boat.

Halfway across the lae, we saw it.

'Tha'' Said Hagrid. 'Is Hogwarts.'

And only a short time later, they arrived, and as the great oak doors opend they caught their first glimpse of the inside or hogwarts school of withcraft and wizardry