Hi, everyone I'm back! I have an honors night thing tomorrow, so I figured I would update today.
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. If I did, Fred Weasley would still be alive.
(I think spell check hates me.) I do not think I have anything else to report so on with the show!
The First Train Ride
Adeline's P.O.V
On September 1, I all but sprang out of bed. "It's today! It's today!" I got the ticket from the bedside table that I had received when I sent Midnight to Hogwarts to say that I was going to school there. "Platform 9 ¾ here I come," I said to Dawn and Midnight. It had taken a bit of convincing, but I finally got Professor McGonagall to let me take both Midnight and Dawn. I went over to my trunk to rearrange my things and make sure I had everything to pass the time.
Eventually after what felt like hours, my mother called me down. "Drat" I exclaimed seeing I still had my pajamas on. I quickly changed into the best Muggle clothes I that I could find in the rush. Then I put Midnight and Dawn in their cages. Picked up my trunk and ran down the stairs. "There you are. Your mother and Draco have already left. Quickly take my arm," my father scolded extending his arm. I took his arm and felt a huge rush. Just for a split second though. As soon as it happened, it ended and we were at King's Cross Station. The sounds here were very overwhelming. Everyone seemed to have to talk and as loudly as they could to. No one seemed to notice that we had appeared out of nowhere. "Go through the barrier. Quickly now." My father hurried me. I ran not knowing whether I was going to hit it. I winced as I ran through.
"It wasn't that hard now was it," my father said as he himself came through the barrier. Not wanting to see my family any longer, I ran away from him without a goodbye. "Adeline don't run away from..." I didn't catch what my father said because I had not been paying attention to where I was going and had ran into a girl with very bushy hair. All her stuff and my stuff to scattered across the floor. The bushy haired girl fell down to. "I'm so terribly sorry. I didn't mean to I just have a reputation to not look where I'm going." I apologized helping the girl up. I started to pick her things up then she said" Oh it's okay. I am not severely injured am I? My names Hermione Granger by the way. What's yours?" " I'm Adeline Malfoy professional clutz." She laughed and helped me pick up my things. "Well we better get on the train can't really miss it can we?"
We ran to get on the train and when we got on; we found it to be very crowded. We looked everywhere but we couldn't find a compartment anywhere. We had just about given up hope when we saw a compartment that was empty. "Hermione! I've found one!" I yelled to her as she was on the other side of the part of the train we were on. We went into the compartment I just about collapsed. Hermione sat down to but she was looking very worried. "Oh Adeline I'm so nervous. Most of the kids here have grown up in a house full of magic, but my parents are muggles and I didn't know what I could do was magic until I got that letter. I memorized all of our books for this year, but I'm just not sure It's enough. I'm sure I will be far behind everybody," she said. I was quite surprised someone else besides me had memorized all of the books so it took me a minute to respond. "Hermione you're going to be fine. For one no one knows what they're getting into when they come here. That is why we go to the school. In fact, you might be ahead of everyone else. It's not required to memorize the books before you come here. Second of that there are plenty of muggle-borns going to this school you will be fine." I explained. "Do you really think so?" "Yes." Okay well then..." she then launched into a huge conversation about which house she might get put in. I of course did not really mind what house I got put in unless it was Slytherin.
A trolley cart came by but I did not get anything. I was too excited. Soon after the trolley left, a very nervous boy came walking by. "Have you seen a frog anywhere?"He asked. "I'm afraid I have not. Me and Hermione will help you though," I replied. "Thank you. My Grams going to kill me if I don't find Trevor. I'm Neville by the way. Neville Longbottom." " I'm Adeline and my last name..." I hesitated," well my last name doesn't matter."
Searching for Neville's toad was harder than I thought it would be. It was as if the toad was trying not to be found. I went to what felt like a million compartments and everyone had either not seen the toad or had seen it but not remembered where it was that they saw it. Eventually we came up to one compartment and I saw someone I recognized. "Hi Harry," I said waving. He waved back. "Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's lost one." Hermione demanded. A boy I hadn't noticed before with red hair lots of freckles and a broken wand said, "We've already told him we haven't seen it." "He must be a Weasley," I thought. Before I could say let's go Hermione noticed the wand in the Weasley's hand. "Oh are you doing magic? Let's see it then," Hermione sat down. "Making yourself comfortable Hermione?" I said sarcastically. "Er- alright." said the boy obviously uncomfortable. He cleared his throat
"Sunshine daisies, butter mellow, turn this stupid fat rat yellow."
He made a feeble attempt at waving his wand but nothing happened. The rat just seemed to snore louder.
"Are you sure that's a real spell? Demanded Hermione, "Well it's not very good, is it? I've tried a few simple spells just for practice and it's all worked for me." She kept on going on and on about how much she had learned in the past few months. I didn't start listing until someone said my name. "Right Adeline?" She asked. "Wait what I wasn't listening." "I said you've learned the books by heart to right." She questioned. "Yeah. That's right I have." I answered. "Well I'm Hermione Granger and you are?" I'm Ron Weasley. "The boy with the red hair answered." Ha so I was right he is a Weasley,' I thought. "Harry Potter," said Harry. "Are you really?" Hermione asked amazed," I know all about you... "Hermione'" I cut her off," Harry doesn't want you to bombard him with questions." Harry just nodded. "You haven't introduced yourself yet? Who are you? "Ron asked looking towards me. "My names Adeline and my last name does not matter. I'm sure you will figure it out at the Sorting ceremony." " Adeline is a big mouthful of a name. Can I call you Addy?" He questioned. "Yea. I think I would like that." I nodded. "Well come on Hermione. We should probably get going." I looked over at Harry and Ron, "You two should probably get changed we will be there soon. See you later." They both waved with a distinct "Bye."
Me, Hermione and Neville left the compartment. We continued on a quest for Trevor with no luck. After about a half hour after we left the boys compartment I felt around in my robes and realized my wand was missing. "Hey, guys I think I left my wand in the boys compartment. I'm going to go back there and see if it is there." I left without waiting for an answer. I couldn't really go to Hogwarts without my wand.
When I got to the room, I noticed my brother and his goons heading towards the compartment. "Oh god, " I said. I hurried towards the room before my brother got there. "Harry, Ron! My brother and his goons are..." Before I could finish though Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle slid into the compartment. "Is it true? They're saying all down the train that Harry Potter's in this compartment. So it's you is it?" my brother demanded not noticing me. "Yes," Harry answered simply. Harry looked at Crabbe and Goyle a bit scared. "Oh, this is Crabbe and Goyle." He said noticing Harry's discomfort, "And my names Malfoy. Draco Malfoy," Ron coughed, but you could easily tell it was hiding a laugh. "Think my name's funny do you. No need to ask who you are. My father told me all the Weasley's have red hair, freckles, and more children than they can afford."
"Well father told us a lot of things didn't he? Then again he's not the most trustworthy person on earth." I threw back. "I'm ashamed of you Adeline I thought you would have more sense than to become friends with a Weasley. Earlier I saw you with a girl who was obviously a mud-blood." I spotted my wand. Then I picked it up and pointed it at him. I had always hated that word. It was just another insult. I hated insults "Leave Malfoy! Either that, or suffer the consequences." I was beyond rage. He had done the things I hated the most and he knew it. There was just one thing he had not done. "I don't think I will, Freak." I was shocked. That was the one thing that seemed like he would never make fun of me about. It hurt so much that he did it. It hurt so much that I could not do anything. I was speechless.
I could help you Harry. Show you who to be friends with and who to not be friends with. I mean a Weasley and a freak on the first day for friend choices. You could do better than that. I can help you." Malfoy held at his hand. "No. Please don't take his hand Harry. Please." That was all I could mutter and quite quiet mind you. Harry didn't take it. He said "I think I can figure out the wrong sort are for myself, thanks." Be careful Potter hanging out with riffraff like Hagrid, Weasley, and my freak of a sister can only be bad." Malfoy warned. That's when I found my voice. "I said Leave Malfoy! Now!" The rest seemed to happen in a flash. At one point Goyle was reaching for the Chocolate Frogs. Then all of a sudden Scabbers bit him and Malfoy and his goons ran away. "Two questions. What just happened, and I'm really hungry can I have a Chocolate Frog?" The boys just laughed. To my luck, they didn't ask any questions about why Malfoy called me a freak.
Soon Hermione came in. She gasped at the mess in the room. "You haven't been fighting have you Addy? You can't get in trouble before we even get there. "It depends. What do you consider fighting?" " So you're a Malfoy?" Ron asked. "By blood yes. Not by heart though." I confidently said. "If you think otherwise well let's just say I'm not a good person to be enemies with." "Would you mind leaving while we change?" Ron said coldly. "All right. I only came down here to get Addy. You've got dirt on your nose do you know that?" Hermione in a stiff voice most likely trying to break up the tension. With that, Hermione and I left Harry and Ron.
All of a sudden, the train started slowing down and a voice told us we would be getting to Hogwarts in five minutes. I started getting nervous. Hogwarts was my last chance and if I mess this up then... The train finally came to a stop interrupting my thoughts. Everyone tried to hurry and get off the train, but I was not too pushy.
When we got off the train, I heard a monstrous voice calling out "Firs' years! Firs' years follow me!" I immediately attached this voice to a giant man. He was easily seven feet tall with a long messy beard. "That must be Hagrid," I whispered to Hermione. Hagrid led us down a steep, narrow, dark path to a huge dark lake, which I knew to be the Black Lake. The whole scene seemed to fit better in my nightmares not at the entrance of a school. The school was magnificent though. It was a huge castle right at the edge of a cliff.
Hagrid pointed to many boats on the shore. "No more'n four to a boat," he yelled. Hermione and I climbed into a boat. Neville went and sat with Ron, and Harry. No one talked when were on the boats. I think we were all nervous for our own reasons. When we reached shore, I looked at the castle. It was even more magnificent up close. We all climbed up a marble staircase. Then Hagrid lifted his giant fist and knocked on the equally giant door as we all waited in silence for our fate to come answering.
Another day another chapter done. I hope you all liked it and make sure to tell me how you like it by reviewing following and favoriting. If you don't fine by me I don't control your lives. *Whispers* But if you do then no harm done. I'm almost done with school (so close) so I might be able to update more. There will be weeks I will not update because I'm gone. I will yet you know before that happens though. Random thought of the day: Why are strawberries called strawberries? Is there something the strawberry companies not telling us? Are strawberries really made out of straws? Until next time Peace Love Always!
