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Curiosity Killed the Cat
The train finally came to a halt reminding me of what is to come next.
"Hagrid!" I heard Al call our big burly friend. Hagrid looks big as an elephant and is as sweet as a cute little rabbit. Don't tell anybody I said that though. Even if I hadn't, well I thought of it, but does that count?
"Al! Rose!" he exclaimed in joy of seeing us and gave us a bone-crushing hug. I have never felt the importance of air until now as I struggled for it.
"Heya, Hagrid," I choked out.
"Well," and… Hagrid rambles on. Not actually but I assume he and Al had a mini reunion to catch with each other. I assumed because my head and eyes traveled somewhere else. I noticed that all the higher years weren't near any of us. Then I remembered, they were supposed to ride "horseless" carriages. Sooo… My curiosity leaped and of course I went to see— no, investigate these.
I found one carriage that was isolated, probably because it was in a place by the forest and it was a bit too dark to anybody's liking— except my curiosity of course. So obviously I approached it, around it, until I was by the front. Hmm. I saw nothing. Any logical person would turn back and be contented with their life. Well, I may be logical but… there's always the 'but' that made me reach out my hands, trying to feel something. My hands then felt a surface, a bony surface to be exact. It felt something like the ribs, its ribs. Then it moved. Up high. And I heard a flap of wings and a strange shriek from the invisible being in front of me.
A moment later, my butt was on the ground and my right forearm had scratches of an animal. And guess what? It bloody hurts. I figured that was enough investigating so I ran back to the others.
Almost everybody was settled in a boat when I came back, even Al— that git. He forgot about me and rode with Hagrid, Oliver and Jack. I should really stop cursing. I already did it twice today. My Mum would be so disappointed. I blame Dad. He does it all the time.
Anyway, I somehow landed myself with Scorpius Malfoy and a girl in the same boat. Future loners I tell you. Believe me, I can tell. Let me mentally introduce you to them. You know Scorpius Malfoy, he has blonde hair that you can sell, and eyes that are blue or gray… or blue-gray. I can't make up my mind about this if his eyes don't stay in one color. The girl, whose name I don't know because I didn't ask (or she didn't ask mine), was a brunette with hair tied in low twin tails, had glasses over her intelligent grey eyes, and a cute mole between her eyes. The other girl was a red-head, curious and stubborn at all times. Her name was Rose Weasley.
The three of us didn't utter a sound in the entire trip. If we (mainly I) completed the trip. Malfoy was had the same demeanor at the train, while the girl was anticipating the view of the castle to come up. Well, so was I, but it took so long for someone like me so I let my eyes roam around until it fell below where the lake shone from the moonlight. It was beautiful.
I made a movement to reach out my right hand and touched the wet surface of the water. It was cold. I folded up my sleeve and saw my bleeding scar. I scurried around and placed my arm deeper so it would reach the wound.
I would love to say that a little while later, the castle appeared for our eyes to feast on. I would probably say something like 'The sight's ineffable' or something. But I'm afraid my curiosity got me to trouble again.
What happened a little while later was I being dragged down the bottom of the lake, hitting my head onto something, and then losing my consciousness from the force (or the loss of blood or the lack of air, take your pick).
Details? Fine.
While I was washing my bloody wound, something grabbed my hand. It was not a human's hand, a merman's hand, or a tentacle. I had no idea what it was but it scared the heck out of me. The thing is… It didn't just grab me out of fun, 'it' dragged me down with 'it', leaving me surprised and wide-eyed. Even if I was wide-eyed under water, I certainly didn't see it. By this time, I was already losing my consciousness. I was out of breath. Now this was really the time that I felt the importance of air.
I didn't see anything by the time I hit my head onto something.
Then everything became black.
Luckily, I didn't die from that. This happens at least once a year (Me being stubbornly curious, thus living in St. Mungos half the time). Though this time, I woke up in a very different environment.
"Miss Weasley?" I hear a familiar voice. God, my head hurts.
"Hmm?" I slowly opened my eyes to see, "Aunt Hannah?"
"Yes, dear, now drink this potion. It'll make you feel better," Geh— tastes awful, "and it's Madam Longbottom," she smiled.
"Wha— what happened? Where am I? Why—"I rambled on my worries.
"Don't worry, dear," she sits down the chair by my bed, "I'll tell you everything."
My eyes widened and worries filled my head as Au— Madam Longbottom explained everything that happened.
I mentally paced as she ended. I was out for a week! A whole WEEK! How about the sorting? My classes? Oh my god, I am so in trouble.
Apparently, I was dragged by a Grindylow and someone alerted Hagrid of me taking a swim. Hagrid called the first teacher he saw that so happened to be Professor Longbottom. Both of them joined me in my swimming escapade and saw me slowly rising, with a trail of blood following my head. They saved me and placed me in the Hospital Wing, where I am now.
Some of my cousins visited me once in a while. My parents came to visit last Saturday but returned home for work and after they saw that I was alright. By 'alright' I meant alive and breathing. The sorting occurred without me and I will be sorted the moment I would be deemed fine, which would be by tonight I guess. As everybody was in their last class this week, I was left alone in the Hospital Wing.
Madam Longbottom told me to stay and rest for a while until dinner tonight, where I'll be sorted. I sighed. Getting injured twice without even being able to arrive at Hogwarts, that has to be a record.
I sighed.
Al came to visit me this afternoon and told me to visit Professor Longbottom. He just gave me a little speech that he said to the others before their sorting and led me to the Great Hall.
'God, how embarrassing,' I thought as I walked in the middle of the long tables. Silence then murmurs filled the Great Hall. I caught Al's eyes and he gave me an encouraging smile.
I took a long breath as Professor Longbottom called my name for sorting. I sat at on the stool and the Sorting Hat was placed on my head.
'Another Weasley, eh,' it started while I raised an eyebrow, 'Hm… Curious. Perfect for Ravenclaw…' Why do I sense a 'but'? '…but also stubborn.' It chuckled. 'Well, your curiosity is nothing without your stubbornness.'
"Better be—"
'Wait!' I mentally shouted, 'What do you mean my curiosity is nothing without my stubbornness?'…and curiosity strikes again.
'Exactly that,' it replied.
Whaaat?
"GRYFFINDOR!"
Oh. Just oh.
I walked towards Al in the Gryffindor table as the students and teachers gave a polite applause. I looked around and saw Jack and Oliver with Al, Scorpius Malfoy in Slytherin and the girl in Ravenclaw. Just the people I remember seeing last week. I didn't bother looking for my family as the majority of them are in Gryffindor. Dinner (more like a feast) popped up and we ate.
You would have thought everything was fine. Things were going to be back to normal. And it did. Just not for me. After a week of being left out in class, I had to do all the assignments they had and for the next week in the weekend, leaving my Saturday stuck in the library all day. On Sunday, I was tired and asleep until noon. I unpacked for the rest of the day and met my lovely roommates at night before I plopped down my bed again.
My roommates were friendly but it stopped there. We had little conversations from the accident, family, and school but nothing more. We were friends but made no effort to be best friends.
The next day, I was hoping to hang out with Al but it seems that he wanted to be with his new friends rather than me. Everybody was in circles. Not going round and round but they were indeed part of a circle. Al, Oliver and Jack, there's my roommates, and practically everybody with the exception of loners such as me. I wasn't really lonely, just in need of a friend that would be beside me until the end. I've got Al but Al's got somebody else.
I guess I missed out a lot in that past week. I missed my chance of making lifelong friends and thus, the start of my Hogwarts life alone.
A/N: Finally! Sorry if it's a bit short. I promise the next of the next chapter will be longer. I hope. I'm not good a this. I wanted to post this yesterday but I wasn't able to. But there you go the start and reason for tomorrow (or the next chapters in my story). I might jump to their higher years where the story will continue from their first year. Expect the next chapter in Thursday or Friday. Reviews are much appreciated. Let me know what you think.
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