Somewhere in America

Chapter 2

I own nothing you recognize. I also don't own the idea, that belongs to a friend of mine. She kind of discontinued it, but hasn't announced it yet.

Dorenda walked Ron to her and Emilia's compartment. As he looked in, he saw her crying in the corner. He took one last look at Dorenda, who had pleading eyes on her face, then she slipped into the compartment across the hall. With a sigh, Ron knocked on the door.

Emilia looked up, seeing a read-head outside her door. She quickly whipped her eyes, and went to the door. She opened the door, a soggy, fake smile slapped on her face.

"You're not very good at faking" he said, trying to sound innocent.

"I know…" she said, as she collapsed on the bench behind her. "So where's Doe?" she asked, spitting out the last word.

"You mean Dorenda? Um… not sure…" he fibbed

"Mmhmm. Ok then." She said skeptically. Her eyes were penetrating his skull. It was uncomfortable, especially not wanting to break eye-contact with the beautiful eyes, in his opinion anyway.

Thank you

All of a sudden, he cleared his mind, furrowed his brow, and couldn't talk. Her voice was just in his head.

"Was that you?"

"Maybe…"

"Are you…telepatical?"

"What gave it away?" she said sarcastically

"Well, for one, oh…wait…that was rhetorical wasn't it…"

"Um…yea"

He blushed furiously, but you couldn't tell by the face, only by the ears.

"Sorry, sometimes my mouth gets the best of me" she stated, trying to make up for hurting his feelings"

"It's ok, we all have our moments"

She tried to smile, but it was a strain. All of a sudden she broke down again. He looked around, trying to find help, no one came. "Um…I'm sorry?" he said unsure of himself.

"For what?" she sobbed.

"To tell the truth…I have no clue what-so-ever"

She gave a little giggle, and then looked out the window. "Oh, I should not be laughing right now…"

"Why not? You have a beautiful laugh!" Ron said, without thinking.

Emilia blushed at the comment, turning her a shade or two pinker. Unlike her, Ron's ears turned bright red, and we all know what that means.

"Well, by boyfriend just moved, and…I don't know…it still hurts…"

"That's understandable…I had to leave behind my girlfriend, we hadn't been going out for long, but I loved her with all my heart," he said, unsure of why he'd just poured out his heart to a girl he hardly knew.

"You'd liked her for a long time, hadn't you?"

"Well, yea, I'd liked her since first year. But it wasn't until third year when I really realized it. Then we had just started going out over the summer, and then I had to leave," Ron stated sorrowfully.

The blue-eyed beauty got up and sat next to him, hugging him. He was happy that she couldn't see his face, he was blushing so hard.

When she withdrew, she whipped her eyes again. "I should go find Doe," she said, opening the door. Ron, not knowing what to do now, followed her. When they got back to the compartment they had all sat down in to get acquainted, Dorenda wasn't there. Emilia began to panic. She turned around, fear in her eyes. Ron feared the next part, this only happened with Hermione, who he'd known since first year. This would be the second time with this girl he, again, barely knew. She broke down again.

'She must be under a lot of stress' he thought to himself, 'poor girl…'

She looked up at him, anger written all over her face. He assumed it was a mood swing, headed to Doe. She automatically pushed away from him with a 'HOW DARE YOU!' look, staring at him strait in the eye, and slid past him. She stormed down the hall, looking in every compartment, trying to find Doe. She finally found her in the one with Ginny and one boy. She slid in the door quickly, locking the door behind her. Dorenda's eyes widened in fear. But the fear soon subsided when Ron tried to open the door, unable to. He gave a huff and headed back to the compartment with his parents in it. Just before he had looked in the window, Emilia had slid down the door, so that she was small and unnoticeable from the little slit of window in the door. All he saw was Ginny, Dorenda, and the boy that was Ginny's age having a chat.

"I'm going to assume that you've told Ron about the houses…" Danny, the boy who'd been talking with Ginny, said to Emilia.

"No, what gave you that idea? I thought that Doe had once that I left."

"Um… NO!"

"Well isn't this fabulous," Emilia stated to no one unparticular. Ginny looked at her as if she were insane. "What?" Emilia asked her, in a kinda moody sort of voice.

"Nothing!" Ginny said, taken aback.

After about ten minutes, Dorenda decided to go find Ron to tell him about the houses. It didn't take long to find him. All she had to do is look for a family of red-heads. She knocked lightly on the compartment door. A large, red-headed (duh) woman came to the door. "Hello, Deary, can I help you?"

"Um… yes ma'am, is Ron here?" At the mention of his name, and the recognizing voice, he came to the door.

"Hey, Dorenda"

"Hey, Ron. Emilia didn't by any chance mention the houses did she?"

"…no…" he said, unsure that he wanted to know.

"Ok, well, first off, there are three houses…" when she was abruptly interrupted.

"Um… first could you tell me where the school is?"

"Oh, of course, Kansas"

"You mean, the place from the 'Wizard of Oz'?"

"Yes…"

"With the tornado?"

"Yes…"

"We had to watch that movie in muggle studies… do they really have that many tornados?"

"No…"

"Ok, good, otherwise I would catch the next train home." he said, relieved.

With a sigh, she started, once again. "Would you like to know about the houses?"

"Yes!"

"Well, you have the Twisters, the Plains, and the Rivers. This may sound weird, but we have this… well… it's a well. The well is how you're sorted. You pull out a cup of water, and it determines what house you are in. If it's filled with wheat, you're in Plains, if it has kind of a gloomy water going in a swirl downward, then you're a Twister. If you get a cup of water that seems like it's moving and running, you're in the River. I know, all of them are really lame names, but I'm not the one who came up with them. Again, once we get off the train, Trevor will meet you, and take you to the head master, Professor Sonflor."

"Sonflor?"

"Yes, Sonflor!"

"Pfft, ok then…"

"Don't mock her!"

"Her?"

"YES! You know, you're really getting on my nerves!"

He flashed an innocent smile, and she rolled her eyes.

Just as that had happened, the conductor came on. "Hello again, ladies and gents. Time to get back into your seats, we're ready to descend."

The two quickly hopped into an empty compartment, and sat down on the benches facing the front of the train. As soon as they sat down, the train made it's decent.