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Wizards of Hogwarts

Chapter 2: Trains

Before I can say- well, think- that I did not do it, I have to come up with some evidence that I didn't do it. I didn't dye Uncle Max's hair pink. That was all Dylan. Seriously. Mom and Dad did not believe me, I don't think, but I did see Dad looking suspiciously towards Dylan.

Why am I always the one who gets blamed?

"Rose!" exclaimed Ryan in the car. We were going to Kings Cross Station, where Dylan and I would board the Hogwarts Express and go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. To say that I was excited was an understatement.

"What, Ryan?" I asked him with a sigh. He's the hyper one at the momment. Maybe he should not of had those sugar-filled pancakes...

"I'm going to miss you." he said, quietly as we got out of the car.

"I'm going to miss you too, Wolfie. Hey- but you'll have Mom and Dad all to yourself." I smartly said. His face lit up, and his lips formed a big smile. Man, that smile must of really hurt his face...

Dylan and I got our luggage onto a little cart, and my Mom held my new kitty. We reached platform nine and ten. Looking around to make sure nobody was watching, Dylan ran at a fast pace into the wall. At first I thought he was going to crash- he was running into a concrete wall for Merlin's sake! But somehow. my brother did not crash...

"I have to do the same thing, don't I?" I sighed.

Mom nodded. "Yeah, but it's actually fun!"

"Yeah, a brick wall that you can finally run into and not crash!" Dad said, smiling at Mom, who seemed overly excited.

So together, Dad and I ran head first into a brick wall. I closed my eyes, and once I opened them, I saw my brother in front of us, glancing at his watch. He tapped his right foot, almost as he was waiting for an hour for us to get here.

"Oh, relax Dylan!" I exclaimed.

He rolled his eyes, and grudgingly with the help of Dad put our luggage in the luggage compartment of the train.

The train was about to pull out of the station, and I gave my parents and Ryan some hugs and kisses and told them that I'd see them at Christmas time.

"Well, I have friends to go find, firstie." Dylan said.

"But Mom and Dad said you have to sit with me!" I exclaimed, mad that he would just leave me here on my own. I mean, what if somebody kidnapped me and raped me?

All he did was laugh and ran away to a compartment where I guess some of his friends were at.

I sighed and went to go find my own compartment.


When I finally saw a compartment, it only had two people in it. I knocked on the door, and slid it open.

"May I sit? Everywhere else is full, and my brother won't let me sit with him, even though my parents said he had to."

"Sure! I'm Rose Weasley, by the way." said a girl with frizzy red hair that was currently pulled back into a pony tail. Her eyes were a dark brown color, and she had a lot of freckles on her face

"I'm Albus Potter. Call me Al."

I smiled at him, I remembered him- I met him in Diagon Alley.

"I'm Rose Greyback." I said, as I sat down next to Rose.

"That's going to get confusing..." Al muttered.

"Then you can call me Rosie, I suppose." I suggested.

"Alright, Rosie." Al smiled.

"So, what house do you think you'll be in?" Rose asked me, curious.

I shrugged. "Well, my brother is in Gryffindor. Maybe Ravenclaw? My Dad says that I'm pretty cunning... So maybe Slytherin. I guess we really do not know until the Sorting takes place."

The two looked thoughtful at what I said.

Hogwarts, here I come.