Me: Why do I even bother with you people?

Matt: What do you mean?
Me: All I get from you characters is complaints!

Matt: I haven't complained yet!

Me: Key word yet.

Matt: You're just mad about the disclaimer.

Remus Lupin Suddenly Appears from No Where!

Remus: Greensaber92 is not Joanne Rowling, thus she does not own the mythopia, known as Harry Potter.

Me: Why Remus, Why?

Nazgul Attack the Train.
(Matt makes odd conjectures that no one in our house gets.)

As I was telling you reader, it got very cold and very dark. Matt dropped his book in surprise. Someone stumbled into our compartment, "Who are you?" my voice sounded shaky in the darkness. "I'm Lydia, I'm a first year." Sarita gasped, "Whoever just stepped on, gods that hurt!" Matt quickly apologized. I decided to get up, maybe I could get to the door and see what was going on. I carefully got up and walked a few steps than my body collided with another body. "Sorry!" Matt whispered. I realized he was now sprawled on top of me. "Uh Matt could you possibly get off of me?" I asked awkwardly. " Sure."

Matt started to get off and then he muttered, "Shit!" "Did you just say a curse word Matt?" Sarita began laughing madly. "Matt what's wrong?" I asked urgently as his head collapsed on my chest. I could feel my friend struggle to get propped back up again. "My leg is stuck, in the space between two of the seats!" he exclaimed. "Can you pull it out?" "If I could pull it out, we wouldn't be in this position." He said dryly. Sarita began to laugh when she realized he must be on top of me. "Matt I can't get out from under you!" I breathed in annoyance. God that boy was twice as tall as me and probably weighed ten times my weight. "Sarita, would you mind helping out here?" Matt said quietly.

I was willing to bet five galleons he boy was blushing. "Oh fine let me- woop." Another body landed on top of us. I was about to start wheezing, I now had to students both taller and heavier then I was, sprawled across me. "Maybe I can help you!" The first year Lydia said. I could hear her walking towards us, and then something happened, her steps faltered. I twisted my head around to see why she stopped. The compartment door had opened a dark robed thing was staring at us. I felt any hope or happiness that I had slide away. My bad memories ebbed forward. All of the bad memories I had were from when I was very young.

The first one I didn't even know I had. I just heard a man yelling. But slowly that one gave way. The next was of a jerk at my orphanage. The older boy Billy was looking down on me. I shuddered remembering what would soon happen. I was six, Billy was ten, he began to call me names and poke me. He told me I was worthless. I told him I wasn't and he laughed, "Your parents didn't even bother to tell the matron their names when they left you here. If you parents don't want you then no one does."Billy then proceeded to shove me into a dark closet and lock me inside. I cried that was all I could do at the time, I was a six year old girl in a small dark space that was practically sound proof because of the thick coast covering door. By a six year olds logic Billy was right, I had no friends and no parents. No one loved me. Maybe no one loved me even now. Maybe I should just die.

Slowly but surely I regained normal thinking. I was back in compartment 5a, the lights and heat were back on. Four people were peering at me anxiously. "What happened?" I asked utterly confused. Sarita tackled me in a bone crushing hug. Matt slowly explained how a Dementor from Azkaban had entered our compartment and attempted to suck out my soul. "Professor Lupin came in just in time!" He finished. I looked over to a man; he looked young but old at the same time. It was sort of depressing actually. "Thank you professor." I said trying to be polite. "It wasn't a problem, yours was not the only compartment were the Dementors were over… enthusiastic." With that the man handed everyone a bar of chocolate, telling us it would make us feel better. Then he left, closing the compartment door behind him.

I then turned my attention to the first year Lydia. "Are you okay kid?" I asked her in concern. Meeting a Dementor on your first day of school isn't something that seemed like a fun idea. Lydia was just eleven that must have been tough on her. "Yeah I'm good, what's your name?" wow someone was straight and to the point. "I'm Kelby, and this is Sarita, and Matt." I said smiling. People younger than me were my weakness; I just found them so adorable and innocent. All seriousness I will do things for kids younger than me I would never do for anyone my age or above. "Hello!" Lydia smiled shyly. Gods she was so adorable. "What house do you plan on going into?" asked Sarita. "I honestly have no clue." Lydia frowned and fiddled with her curly brown hair. "What houses were your parents in, that's generally an indicator." Matt offered trying to help. "I never knew my parents, I don't know their names let alone what houses they were in." was Lydia's reply. The kid looked down in her lap as if she were ashamed of this fact. "You know Lydia, I never knew my parents names either. It's okay to not know. It's not our faults we were never told." I said quietly. Lydia gave me a faint hearted smile. "It never bothered you that you didn't know?" she cocked her head to the right. "Well it did at first!" I said quickly. " But I've come to realize that it's best not to dwell on what will give me no help. I'm not saying it's bad to want parents, but I 'm pretty sure no one will adopt me, so I focus on the future instead of the past." Lydia nodded, "That logic kind of makes sense, I guess. I still wish I knew though."

We didn't speak about the houses or parents after that. Matt was surprisingly the conversation starter. "You know," he said "Those Dementors looked a lot like Nazgul from the Lord of the Rings." Sarita and I stared at him as though he had two heads. Lydia however nodded her head vigorously, "That's quite true!"she said enthusiastically, "Have you ever noticed how house elves look a bit like Gollum or Yoda from star wars!" Matt eyes were as round as saucers, "So I'm not the only one who thinks like that!" Lydia shook her head in excitement. "Do you think that Kelby looks like a little like a hobbit!" he said and Lydia burst into giggles her eyes shining. "Mathew Dewberry what do you think I look like!" I said angrily. I had a vague idea he was somehow insulting me. "A hobbit!" he said wheezing with laughter at my expression. " Kelby a hobbit is a short type of human in the Lord of the Rings." Lydia attempted to explain through her hysterics. "What's so funny?" Sarita's eyebrows were high on her forehead. "You two wouldn't get it you don't read muggle fantasy or Sci-fi." Matt said once he and Lydia had settled down. "Why is everyone I like partially insane?" I asked as we left the train once we reached the station. I showed Lydia or Lidz as Sarita started calling the first year to the boats. "Have fun Lydia, and remember none of us care what house you get, we'll still look out for you." I whispered in her ear. "So you won't mind if I'm not in Slytherin like you?" she asked her grey eyes mirrored mine. "Lidz, Sarita, Matt and I could care less what house you're in. As long as you keep being the person you are you will always be our little sister okay!"Hagrid called for the first years to get in a boat. Lydia smiled and skipped off to a boat. For the first time today she looked genuinely happy. I did hope the kid would get into Slytherin, but if she didn't I would still look after her. She looked like she could be my younger sister, she had the same hair and eye colour, and her face had a similar build. I had always wanted a younger sibling and I had just claimed Lydia.