I walked down the station to platform 9 3/4, straightening my yellow top and tugging at my big red curls.
"Goodbye, Del." Father said. I called him father after GODfather. I called my real father Dad.
"Bye Father." I said. I hugged him and hopped onto the train. I hated going on this train. Mostly because Slytherins would always make fun of me and push me around. I walked down the hall. Just as I was about to sneak into a compartment, someone bumped into me. It was so unexpected, I jumped backwards and tripped over my own feet, sending my duffel, iPod, and anything else in my hands flying.
"Watch where you're going, Loopy!" Came one of the voices I'm most used to. Malfoy's. Everyone who makes fun of me calls me Loopy Lupin. I wanted deeply to open up my pouch necklace and fling the magical dust in his eyes. I scowled at him and just as I picked up my pencils, he kicked my arm, making them fly into the air again. I've had it with this boy. I flicked my wand and everything landed lightly into my hands. I got up and walked past him and into the compartment. The train had set off by now. I closed the door and took out my big sketch pad, where I finished off some shading on my dragon, then I heard a knock on the door. I looked up and saw a few Slytherin 5th years making faces through the glass. I rolled my eyes and put away my sketch pad, and they started banging on the door. UUUUUGGGGH! I got up flew open the door.
"WHAT." I said irritably. I shouldn't have been angry. Then they'd keep doing it. They pulled me out, and one of the boys spun me around with a spell with his wand. I world spinning around and around me, I felt the sudden urge to throw up, but contained my breakfast. He finally stopped, and I fell to the ground, stars clouding my eyes. They laughed and pointed at me. I stood up and shook my head. I was about to head back in when another Slytherin boy grabbed my arm and pulled me back out. He pushed me against the hallway wall. Crap! I'd left my wand in my duffel bag! He slapped my face. The other boys laughed. I shrunk down against the wall in fear and another boy kicked my side. Hard. Tears threatened to come out, so I blinked them away. The tallest, boy, Brad, walked up and pulled me up by my sleeve. The other boys went 'oooooh' and laughed.
"Hey, Brad, 5 Galleons if you kiss Loopy, 10 for on the lips!" Said one of the boys. I scowled.
"Done!" He said. I felt the pressure of Brad's lips against mine. I felt my blood boil with anger. I pushed him away and all of the boys laughed. Ten galleons was passed over to Brad and he grabbed me by my shirt collar.
"Did you enjoy that? I know I did!" He smirked. I clenched my fists tightly. Then he did the worst thing possible.
He-touched-my-breasts.
He kissed me again and I tried to pull back. When he finally pulled apart, I backed up and wiped my mouth with my arm, then spit on his shoes. Everyone laughed.
"Reducto!" Said a boy. I went flying back. The people in the other compartments were laughing. I couldn't help it. The tears rolled down my cheeks.
"Haha! Now she's crying! Time for the finale!" Brad said. He used his want and I was sent flying back again.
"Expelliarmus!" Brad yelled. I didn't lose my wand, but I was sent flying back again. I held back a sob. If I wore make-up, it would be stained and ruined. Tears rolled down my cheeks again and again. I got up and ran towards my compartment. Brad, thinking I was running to him, backed away with terror, but at the last moment, I went into my compartment. I closed and locked my door. I pulled my knees to my chest and my back faced the door. The boys went away and I looked at my now bleeding arm. I cried and accidently let out a few sobs; It was always like this. Sometimes worse.

I had been crying the whole time. I had changed already, and I started crying from the pain in my arm, stomach, and legs. I heard a tap on the door. I swear, if they're back... But instead of Brad and the Slytherins, I saw two red headed boys. I wiped my eyes on my sleeve, but it just made them redder. I unlocked the door and the two red-haired boys came in. They were twins. My year.
"If you're here to make fun of me, I've got a list outside the Slytherin common room. Pretty booked though." I mumbled while looking out the window. My legs were still pulled to my chest.
"We heard commotion and wondered-"
"What could be so loud on the train?"
"So we came to this car and asked around and everyone said to go to this compartment." They both said. Great, more bullies.
"Now we know we missed helping you kick ass!" Said the red head on the left.
"It wasn't me fighting. It was me getting thrown around by Brad and his stupid Slytherin followers." I explained. I tried to fight away the tears, believe me, I tried. But I couldn't do it. They poured out. I cried into my knees. They both came over and sat on each side of me.
"I'm Fred Weasley." Said the boy on my left.
"George Weasley." Said the one on the right of me.
"D-Delilah Lupin. I'd really appreciate it if you didn't call me Loopy." I said. I looked up at both of them. Fred looked almost concerned, and George looked like he wanted to cheer me up.
"This girl could use some cheering up, George." Said Fred. Out of their pockets they pulled some of the Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes. Yes! I love those! Puking Pastels... o.o
"Now who is this Brad?" Asked Fred.
"Slytherin 5th year. Ugly buff guy with the short ruffled brown hair. crooked nose, got his robes on. Taller than you by two inches." I said. George went out with the Puking Pastels and Fred stayed with me. I kinda liked him. :)
"So, Delilah. What house are you in? Unless it's the obvious." He said.
"Obvious?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Gryffindor!" He said with a smile. I half smiled and looked down.
"Ummm, I've never done this before, so... Want to be friends?" I said with a half smile. Fred laughed a little then he saw my face and got serious.
"You're serious?" He said. I was hurt.
"No! no! Not like that, I mean serious about the not have made a friend." He explained.
"Oh, well yeah." I said. George came back.
"Quick! You've got to see the show!" He said. We got up and ran down to the window. We could see the Slytherin compartment from here. I saw Brad with a box of chocolates in front of him. They were in a heart shaped box with a note on the top. He popped one in his mouth, then his face got a bit green. He clenched his stomach and ran into the bathroom, and we burst out laughing.
Maybe-just maybe- these boys would be my friends.