A/N: Hey guys! Here's Chapter Two! I'm actually really surprised at how quick I got it done. Probably a record for me, when it comes to writing chapters. Oh, and I wanted to say thanks to blacklily687, my very first reviewer! I saw the review before classes and I smiled like an idiot, you made my day :) Anyways, I'll let you lot get on with your reading!
Disclamer (forgot to do it last time): Anything that may sound familiar belongs to JK Rowling. I wish it belonged to me. That would mean that I could quit school... *sigh* I wish.
Enjoy! -LoveToWrite7198
The two months passed slowly, as if trying to tease Jacey and me. Finally, September 1st arrived, and we couldn't be more excited.
We were wandering around King's Cross Station, trying to find the platform. Our tickets said 9 3/4, but we couldn't find such a thing; only platforms 9 and 10.
We were waiting to talk to a man, one that directs people to their platforms, when I saw something out of the corner of my eye.
There was a family standing near us. This wouldn't be a big deal, except for the fact that two of the children had trolleys with things on them like mine, I heard the mother muttering something about 'muggles'. The family was made up of 5 people: The father, who had black, unruly hair; the mother with flaming orange hair; one boy that looked maybe a year or two older than me, and looked exactly like a younger version of the father; another boy that looked the same age as me, and had fairly normal black hair; and finally there was a little girl with the same hair as her mum, and looked to be maybe a year younger than Jacey and me. I watched them carefully, hoping to find out how to get on the platform.
First, the older son ran at the was between platforms 9 and 10. I winced, waiting for the crash, but nothing came. The boy simply vanished through the brick wall. Then, the father and the other boy ran through. Finally, the mother put her arm over the girl's shoulder and went through.
"Mum, Jacey!" I said, trying to get their attention. "I know where the platform is!"
"Where is it? How do you know?" Mum asked.
"I just saw a family go! All you do is run at the wall!" I said, pointing. Both Mum and Jacey looked at me skeptically, as if they didn't believe me. "Here, I'll go first, then. I'll show you!"
I took my trolley, and after hoping I wasn't wrong, I ran to the wall as fast as I could.
One second, I was staring intently at a brick wall, the next I was gazing at all the people.
There was a stack of luggage next to the front of the train (Which said Hogwarts Express), and all over there were kids saying goodbye before climbing onto the train.
In a few seconds, Jacey and Mum came through the wall and onto the platform.
Jacey and I said goodbye to Mum quickly, promising to write often. Then, we went to the train, eager to be on our way.
We wandered down the train, trying to find an empty compartment. After finally finding one and settling into it, the train pulled out of the station and sped off.
We talked for a bit, but mostly stayed quiet, wanting to look out the window. About 30 minutes after we had left, I decided I would go change into my robes.
I was coming back from the loo when it happened. I was just walking down the little corridor, trying to get through the people and back to my compartment, when I suddenly tripped and landed against someone.
It was a boy, with white-blonde hair and steel-gray eyes. He shoved me off of him, onto the floor and snarled, "Watch where you're going." He had a gray and green tie on.
A look of understanding passed over his face. "so, you're the new girl, are you?I heard you and your sister are the newest little mudbloods," he sneered at me.
I breathed in a gasp. I had read about that word. Mudblood. It meant "dirty blood", and was a very offensive word for muggleborns in the wizarding world.
The boy that I had seen go onto the platform first said, "What did you just say, Malfoy?"
"I said that she's the new mudblood, Potter," the Malfoy boy shot back. "Do you got a problem with that?"
"Yes, I do actually," the Potter kid said, and colour shot out of his wand, hitting Malfoy, who suddenly fell opposite of me.
"James Sirius Potter," a girl with red hair, similar to the mother's earlier, scolded the boy. "Did you really have use the jelly legs hex on Scorpius before we're even at school?"
"Yes!" James defended himself. "Did you hear what he called her?"
The girl ignored him and leaned down to me. "Are you alright?" she asked me worriedly as she helped me stand up.
"Yeah," I nodded, trying to get everyone to stop looking at me. "I'm fine."
"James, go back to the compartment. Al is probably wondering where we are. I'll make sure she's okay," the girl said, probably sensing my discomfort.
Pretty much everyone cleared out of the aisle. As I was leading the girl back to where Jacey was waiting, we introduced ourselves. "I'm Trudy Middleton. I go by True, though. As you probably guessed, I'm a muggleborn, along with my twin sister."
We walked into the compartment and Jacey immediately stood up. "What happened out there? I tried to come out, but it was just too mad!"
I mumbled, "I'll tell you later," not wanting to talk about it.
Jacey turned to the girl, as if noticing her for the first time. "I'm Jocelyn, her twin sister. You can call me Jacey, though."
"I'm Rose Weasley," The girl, now dubbed Rose, held out her hand to Jacey. Then she turned to me. "Sorry about my cousin. He's a bit of a prat. He thinks he's better than most, just because of who his dad is. And, he feels the need to protect me and his little brother, Albus, just because he's a year older. You two are first years too, right? I figured, because you're both wearing black ties."
"Yeah, we're first years. You are too then?" Jacey asked. We all sat down.
"Yep!" Rose smiled. "I'll be glad to have some mates besides my cousins!"
The younger boy with black hair from earlier knocked on our compartment door, then opened it and walked in.
"Speaking of cousins," Rose said, "this is one of them, Albus Potter. Al, this is True and Jacey Middleton."
"Nice to meet you," both him and I said at the same time, then laughed.
"A prefect told me to come tell you that we should arrive in about ten minutes, so you need to make sure you have your robes on, and you're ready to get off."
"Thanks, Al," Rose smiled, and he left.
Jacey left so that she could change into her robes, as she was th3e only one that hadn't changed. I said, "He seems like a pretty nice bloke."
"He's pretty much my best friend. Then again, our parents are best friends, and have been since their own first years at Hogwarts," Rose said, and then went on to explain to me her family, and how they've always been close.
Just after Jacey returned, the train started to slow to a stop. We gathered all our things, ready to get off of the train.
When we got off, Albus joined us as we looked around for where to go.
All of a sudden, a voice boomed "Firs' years over here!"
I jumped around, looking for the source of the voice, and nearly screamed when I found it. It was a man, a huge one that seemed to be a giant.
"It's okay!" Albus said quickly when he saw what I was scared of. "That's just Hagrid. he's the school groundskeeper, and is probably the nicest person that I know."
I breathed a little easier. Now that I really looked at him, I could see his kind face, but he had really scared me at first.
Hagrid said, "Firs' years to the boats!" Then he started walking towards the water where some boats were.
I ended up climbing into a boat with Rose and Albus, while Jacey got in one with some other first years.
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Professor McGonagall had welcomed us to Hogwarts after the short boat ride.
She showed us to the Great Hall and led us in the middle of four large tables where all the students were sitting, besides uss first years.
We followed her to the front, in front of a long table where all the teachers were sitting. In the middle, the largest chair was empty, and I assumed that it was where Professor McGonagall would sit.
She explained the sorting, then called up a girl to sit on a stool, and after a moment of the hat sitting on her head, the hat called out "HUFFLEPUFF!"
One of the tables next to the wall cheered, all of the people standing up and clapping, and the girl went to sit among those students.
Professor McGonagall went down the list, calling up names to be sorted. What happened with the Hufflepuff girl was repeated with all the first years, with all the houses-Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Gryffindor, and finally Slytherin.
Before I knew it, a name that I knew very well was called: "Middleton, Jocelyn!"
Jacey raced up to sit on the stool, excited to be placed into her new home. After a few moments, the hat called out "RAVENCLAW!"
I cheered for her, along with the other Ravenclaws, and she smiled at me before sitting down.
A shot of nervousness spiked through my stomach as Professor McGonagall announced, "Middleton, Trudy!"
I leaped up to the stool and Professor McGonagall whispered "Good Luck" to me before dropping the sorting hat onto my head.
I managed to not jump from shock as I heard a voice speak in my head, "Very interesting mind you have, Ms. Middleton. In many ways, you and your sister are different, though it may not be apparent; you are much more ready for this life than she. Better be... GRYFFINDOR!"
I smiled widely as I hopped down to the Gryffindor table. I was greeted warmly as more people were sorted.
I was glad to find that I would for-sure have mates in my house when both Rose and Albus were sorted into Gryffindor. They sat down next to me, excited that we were all in the same house.
The food had just appeared in front of us, much to my surprise, when the James kid, Rose's cousin, came over.
He sat next to me. "Congrats on becoming Gryffindor, guys. Uncle Ron won't kill you!" He said to Albus and Rose. Then he turned to me. "Sorry, um, about earlier on the train. Malfoy just has gotten on my nerves since my own first year at Hogwarts. I've been waiting for the excuse to hex him."
"It's alright," I smiled. "I suppose that it was a good thing, in a way. I'm True Middleton." I held out my hand to him.
He shook it. "James potter. Nice to meet you."
A/N: Here again :) Just thought I might share something with you lot real quick. I just want to say right now that James and Lily Potter (originals) are my very favourite ship, and I love them together *so* much. This would not, however, stop me from stealing James from Lily if he were somehow real. I love him. Anyways, me and my friends were in class the other day. We were all joking around, and my guy friend was like to my other guy friend in this class, and my best friend "You know, in an alternate universe you two have eight kids." We all laughed about this, but then were on the topics. My best friend then loses her pen. This is the conversation that followed:
Me: *finds pen* "I found it! What do I win?"
Best friend: "In an alternate universe, you get to shag James Potter."
Me: "Sounds good to me!" *hands back pen*
I'm way too in love with fictional characters for my own good.
