Chapter 2: On the Train

"Is anyone else sitting in here?" He asked softly. His voice soothing my ears.

"Do you see anyone else?" I asked him raising my eye brow.

He laughed. I was surprised. My smart assery usually just pissed people off.

He sat down directly across me. Pushing up his glasses. "So why'd your parents' home school you?" He asked curiously.

Ah man. I was just starting to semi stand you Potter. Now I have to lie.

"Different culture I guess."

He raised an eyebrow. "Where are you from?"

That was easy. No lie required.

"Japan."

"You speak English well."

"I travel a lot."

I looked at him coolly as he asked me these questions. Then out of nowhere a big fat toad jumped into the room and sat on the seat right beside me.

Harry smiled. "Hello Trevor." Then looked back at me.

I faintly stared at his scar half wondering- But not really caring- What sorta accident had to happen for a perfect lightning bolt.

He smiled covering his hair and I asked. "What happened?"

He looked at me with a completely surprised and confused look in his face. He seemed completely shocked by my asking and only replied. "You don't know?"

A boy right then ran into our compartment. Round and awkward stumbled in holding a plant in his arms crying out "Trevor!"

The round boy threw himself at the toad and landed head first into my lap. I forced back my growl. As he got up he caught my annoyed glare and stood up quickly- pink in the face none the less- sitting down on Harry's side and saying. "Heya Harry. How was your summer?" Harry smiled at him and replied. "Good. I stayed at Ron's for most of it."

The boy smiled "That's good. You got away from those awful muggles then?"

Harry nodded. "And how was yours Neville?"

The boy named Neville shrugged "Better than usual. After the ministry Gran has been happier with me than usual."

The boy looked at me "You must be one of the new students. Nice to meet you. I'm Neville. And" holding up the Toad " this is Trevor."

"Yashie." Is all I said.

The boy looked confused. "Yashie? Is that short for something?"

I frowned. "Yes." The boy waited for me to continue. I sighed and in a monotone voice I groaned "...InuYasha."

A girl I hadn't noticed before was standing at the door and she looking like some type of huge fucked up owl. She was wearing these glasses that made her look like a deranged owl hybrid human with long blonde hair. She suddenly piped up.

"Oh. I think Inuyasha sounds lovely... What does it mean?"

I huff but don't answer making a pointed effort to ignore them. I stare at the trees and the tiny churches as they rushed by. I could hear them talking. Of course, my ears were still very sensitive. And I could hear them leave. I could hear the boy saying it was nice to meet me. But it's not like I'm going to be polite now.

Then me and Harry Potter were alone again. I vaguely wondered why the universe was forcing me to spend this painfully long trip with him in silence.

He looked at me now and then. I felt sorry for him a little. Neither of us could find our friends. So the silence dragged on. That is until I tucked my hair behind my ear and he said-

"Your hair is pretty."

I shot a glance at him and he seemed to realize what he said and looked away going red. I frowned and considered what he meant by that. After a moment I muttered. "Wait till you see my sister." Imagining him following her like a puppy and grimacing out the window.

He smiled at me- a brilliant glowing smile as if he was happy that he got me to talk and looking at me again. My stomach did a weird little flop.

"You have a sister?" He asked brightly as I noted I could hear down the hall the food cart coming.

I nodded absently. "A twin sister and a brother." I played with the end of my hair.

He leaned back. "I wish I had siblings."

I looked at him. "Are you your parents' only child?"

He smiles sadly and looked at the window "yes." In a tiny voice.

He looked at me calculating. As if he was trying to decide to tell me something. Hesitantly, he opened his mouth to talk.

Suddenly a fat older lady came to our door. Smiling sweetly she looked at us and asked "Anything from the trolley dear?"

I looked at the strange food on the cart unsure when Harry Potter said "We'll take all of it. "

It took us a good twenty minutes to unload everything into our compartment. I wondered vaguely what we were going to do with so much candy as I sat back down.

I must have put the question on my face because he smiled at said. "Some of my friends don't have a lot of money. So I buy food for my friends. "

I raise an eyebrow and looked towards the window again. Kind and Generous and willing to try and talk with a grumpy total stranger. Curiouser and Curiouser Mr. Potter.

He opened up a box and out jumped a brown frog. Absently he held onto it until it stopped moving and I realized it was chocolate.

He pulled out a card from the box and handed it to me. "I've already got Dumbledore. Here. You can start collecting."

I took the card frowning. Why would I collect magic cards?

I look at a little man with long white hair and beard and half-moon glasses. I flip it around reading his stats.

"What's a Gryffindor?" I ask confused.

He smirked at me. "I wondered"

I huffed at him. "Spit it out" and folded my arms.

He rolled his eyes. "Okay okay don't get all demanding"

I huffed vaguely annoyed but didn't speak.

He played with the wrapper that contained the chocolate frog. "Thousands of years ago. But I don't really know when. There were four founders of Hogwarts. Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, and Ravenclaw. And each one thought magic should be taught to a selected few."

I felt my stomach drop. Oh kami. What did these teachers qualify as their choice? What if my team weren't going to spend their year together after all?

The infuriating boy smiled at my obvious discomfort. My eyes burned at him to continue. He laughed.

"Don't worry. Everyone gets in. And those teachers died centuries ago. No. You'll be sorted by the Sorting Hat."

I snorted and smiled a little. "What's that? A party hat that has a neon screen writes YOU ARE RAVENFOOT."

To my surprise- He laughed and nodded." You're actually not far off. But no. It's not a party hat."

We sat in silence for a moment. And I was unsure what to say. So I picked up a jelly bean from our plethora of crap food.

Instantly. My mouth was violated with the taste of vomit. And before the fake vomit could turn to the real thing- I jump up and opened the window and spit it out.

When I sat back down again and the Potter boy bit down on his lip. Trying to suppress a laugh I assumed.

"What. Fuck the. Was that!?' I squealed almost in shock.

This time he actually DID laugh and his long slender fingers picked up the box. He pointed to the name of the box and tapped the word "Every".

He smirked eyes dancing. "They really do mean every flavour." Chuckling a bit putting it back down.

This time I bit my lip and looked out the window. Just my luck. Of course I get the nasty one. I felt the corners of my lips lift a tiny bit. Fighting a smile. Fugitively- a little giggle bubbled through my lips.

His eyes shot at me blazing. I almost jumped at the suddenness of it.

Just as his mouth opened to say something with a tint of a smile there was a gaggle of girls outside our compartment.

"Fine! I'll do it!" Shouted a girls' voice.

Potters smile faded and he closed eyes frowning. He looked irritated.

I wonder if he knew how much I was staring at him through the corner of my eye.

Just as his annoyed expression was subdued. The compartment door slid open.

A girl with brown hair and blue eyes entered a little grandiosely. Her eyes locked on Harry. And she batted her eye lashes and leaned against the door.

Stupid girl. I growled internally. Unsure why I was so angry.

"Hi Harry." She said in an attempt of a seductive voice.

I suppose she wasn't unpretty. But when Harry didn't respond she continued.

"You can come sit in OUR compartment Harry. You don't have to sit with HER. "She was very obvious about the "her" that was being referred too.

And "her" was imagining slapping the high and mighty through the wall and off the train.

Satisfied in my dark little fantasy I almost didn't hear his response.

Almost.

He smiled at her politely. "No thanks." he said my stomach flopping a bit. "She's my friend. And her names Yashie."

I tucked my hair behind my ear and glanced at him.

The girl was pouting eyeing me shrewdly but left none the less.

And he was staring at me.

I smiled a bit meekly- suddenly shy at the word "Friend."

"You could have gone. I wouldn't have minded." I said a little bit nicer than before. What was happening to me? Curiouser and Curiouser Potter.

He shrugged and looked out the window taking a bite of a nougat. I looked out the window also. Thinking.

"Thank you by the way." He said.

I looked at him and raised an eyebrow. He smiled warmly. "For being here. I really don't want to think about what would have happened if I had been alone."

I smirk. "Probably something most guys want."

He rolls his eyes. "Not me. But I guess I'm not most guys.

I look away and mumble. "Indeed." As I go deep in thought.

Another knock on the door. Jeez aren't we popular.

This time Harry opened the door and a little girl red in the face handed him a scroll shakily and silently. As soon as the paper came in contact with his hand her face exploded with colour and then she promptly ran off.

"What is it?" I ask before I can stop myself.

He sighs. " A party invite from a teacher."

He eyes me calculating. I laugh and raise my hands in the air. " No way. You're on your own. Gate crashing a teachers' shindig is not on my list of things to do on the first day. "

He sighs and nods. Walking over he pulls something out of this trunk trucking it into his pocket. He turns to me and smiles. "I'll see you at the feast right?"

I hesitate for a moment. Could I spend more time with this Curious and Infuriating Boy?

"… Yes. Yes you will."

He beams. "See you then." He waves. I wave slowly back as he exits. I'm in disbelief. Why is he so damned pleased to see my cold ass again?

I sit in silence for the rest of the trip. Pondering this odd person I just met.

Finally- We pulled up to the train platform. I was one of the first off holding a giant bag of candy.

I saw some first years near me. They were watching me nervously. Looking at the bag of candy I walked up and chucked that bag at them. "Here you go kids. Rot your teeth out."

The kids swarmed over the bag of candy and away from me as I looked around.

"Yashie!" Shouted a familiar voice. Mitch pulled Shy along as my team ran up to me. "There you are! We were looking for you everywhere!"

I gripped my hair in exasperation. "Really!? Because I sat in the same fucking compartment the whole fucking time waiting for you guys!"

Kayla bit her lip. "Did you know you were supposed to be in the compartment with the prefects and the Head Boy and Girl? To get information and mingle? It was on your ticket…"

I looked down at my ticket for the first time. The compartment and the room were stated in gold at the bottom of the page.

I felt my face drain then go red with embarrassment and anger. I face palmed myself.

"For Fuck Sakes…. Let's go."

And with that- We walked towards the carriages.