Chapter 4: The Train Ride
The door opened, and in stepped a blond girl about my physical age. She had storm cloud blue eyes, and gave off an icy aura. She seemed the type that knew what she was doing, and could adapt on the fly. I liked her already. Just from look alone she seemed more competent than that dragon Ridley ever did.
"Is there any room in here?" she asked, her voice even seemed cold. I liked that. Learn something about yourself everyday i guess. Cold voices are pleasing.
"Take a seat. No else in here but me." I said. She sat down across from me, and she looked like she was giving me a one over. Smart. See what they might be able to do. I thought to myself.
"Daphne Greengrass." She put her hand out to shake, I guess. Human interaction wasn't my strong point. Not being human for millennia, and then having an abusive family once you are human tends to stun that sort of development.
"Samantha Potter." I said shaking her hand. Her eyes widened by a small fraction, before schooling back into a solid mask.
"Are you now? She went missing the night The Dark Lord died." She said, not believing me instantly. That was good. This one seemed to be able to think. I raised my bangs and showed the scar. It was only for a second, but it was long enough for Daphne to see it.
"So, where have you been all these years?" she asked, actual curiosity in her voice. She seemed to care, more than the people who more or less gave me some hero-worship back at the pub. So I decided to give her the truth.
"I'd say living with muggles, but my relatives give muggles a bad name. It's more comparable to being in hell, or living like a slave. And because of two men I'm there. Voldemort for killing my parents, and Dumbledore for putting me there, even when he had concerns from someone else about placing me in that home." I said, my tone airy and calm, but with anger under the surface.
"He's suppose to be the leader of the Light. Why would he leave you there?" She asked, not prying too much on what life was like at the Dursleys.
"Who knows? I'll be asking him when I get the chance though. No way I'd let it go. Maybe he can also tell me why only I survived that night." I said, voice calm and wondering. Maybe the old man left me there because he's gone senile, or he's some chessmaster, playing me like a pawn? Maybe I'll figure it out someday later on.
Before Daphne could ask anymore questions, a bushy hair girl walked in. Brown hair, slightly buck teeth, and a small frame. She'd grow into it, but she seemed like the kind that would take a while to be beautiful.
"Have either one of you seen a toad around here?" She asked. I could tell from her tone she was the bossy sort. Why she was bossy, that was yet to be seen.
"Nope. And this is the last car on the train. If it hasn't shown up by now, it's gone. Sorry." I said, trying to look sympathetic, and most likely failing.
"Oh. Do you mind if Neville and I sit here?" she asked. Looking over at Daphne she shrugged, so I motioned them in. "Thank you." bush hair said as she and a boy who hadn't yet hit is maturity came in.
"Oh, I didn't tell you guys my name. I'm Hermione Granger. and you two?" she asked. Smart, quick, nice enough. She'd be good to keep around.
"Daphne Greengrass, one of the Noble Houses. I know Neville Longbottom from a few of the parties the Pureblood families tend to throw every once in a while. Good to see you here." Daphne said, acting civil, almost friendly.
"Samantha Rose. If you can't guess why im not giving my last name, shame on you." I said, grinning a little. Or a lot and showing a lot of teeth. It's hard to tell when you never real did ever before.
"Well, good to know your going to Hogwarts. Maybe someone can challenge me academically in this cabin." Hermione said. So, she was the brainy type. Definitely needed to be kept around.
"Well, seems we have a few hours to go before we get to Hogwarts. What houses do you guys think you'll get into?" Hermione asked. I didn't know what she was talking about, so I let the other answer first.
"Most likely Slytherin. Most of my family has been in there, so if I go anywhere besides there or Ravenclaw, I'll be wondering how I got there." Daphne said.
"I just hope I get sorted, and not kicked out." Neville said. Kid needed some self-esteem. Sure my current life is hell, but Im still trying to figure out if im even alive or this is all some really weird dream.
"Oh, I hope I get Gryffindor, or maybe Ravenclaw." Hermione said. Ok, now I was well and done lost.
"Um, what are you guys talking about?" I asked, trying to figure out what they were talking about.
"Hogwarts sorts every first year into four houses. Slytherin is for the cunning and ambitious, though a lot of the more recent dark wizards and witches have come out of their. Ravenclaw for the smart and those who seek to learn. Hufflepuff, the house of the loyal and hard-working. Gryffindor, house of the brave, and most say reckless." Daphne said, showing no favoritism to any house.
"Well, from that description, I'd make Hufflepuff or Slytherin. Hm." I said, making all three give me odd looks, like I said I wanted to kill the Prime Minister or something.
"What? Im hard working, and you could say loyal, depending on who's asking, and I'm cunning enough I'm sure." Did I just sound vain? most likely. Eh, its true however. One can't be cunning when it comes to taking over the galaxy.
"Well, its just that with you having ended His reign of terror, most would outright label you as a Dark Witch if you go to Slytherin, and most people think you're useless if you get Hufflepuff." Neville said. He seemed nervous just talking.
"Eh, never really cared what people thought of me. if I'm called Dark, let me give them a reason first." I said, a grin on my face, which I'm sure unsettled everyone in the cabin.
"So, houses aside, we should stick together. Even if we end up in different Houses, we can keep in touch. Nothing in the rules say otherwise. We can judge how the School is if we all get different houses, or at least three out of four do." Daphne said, putting out a good plan.
"Sounds good to me. We stick together, no matter what." Hermione agreed. Neville just nodded his head, and I gave a small smirk.
So, group of four. This will be fun, Im sure. Maybe we can change this school, maybe we can break it. Who knows? For once, I feel peaceful. Guess having people you can call friend helps.
Now I wonder if there are plans that involve me. Dumbledore wouldn't have left me with the Dursleys if he didn't have a good reason I'm sure. He might want to manipulate me for whatever reason. I'll find out soon enough. For now, I have friends to pass the time with.
I've got some friends
some that I hardly know,
But we've had some times
I wouldn't trade for the world
A/N: So, here's the next chapter. The lyrics in italics are not apart of Sammy's thoughts, just something I thought fit the moment. Next chapter is the sorting, and cannon sorting's are being thrown to the wind for some.