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Love, Ghostie 3 )

A small stream of sun light pierced my eye, it was morning already. I had gotten no sleep last night, like almost every night of my life; it took me a while till I finally got around to actually leaving my bed. I stretched my sore limbs and took a few steps to the bathroom, before tripping over my own feet and doing a face-plant into the floor boards. "Mmmmm," I groaned before picking myself off the floor and wobbling to rest of the way to the bathroom. When I finally got there, I turned on the tap praying it didn't spew out black water today, and amazingly, it didn't. I took a head full of the clear water and slashed my face with it, before looking up into the mirror. Some days it was harder to look at my face then others, and today was one of those days.

The thing that bothered the most about my appearance was I might have actually been beautiful if it wasn't for all the horrifying damage. I had a doll face, with big round green eyes and full pale lips, but the scars ravaged and ruined any good looks I might have had. I had a few tricks that I attempted to distract people from them though, I always wore black eye makeup to try and get the focus onto my eyes, and dyed my very short hair the craziest colors and color combinations I could think up.

I made sure all my stuff was packed in my suitcases, and was ready to head out the door to London and catch my train to Hogwarts. I quietly tip-toed over to my little sister's room, and peeked inside, her small skinny arms was all that was poking out of her dusty-pink blanket, slowly rising and falling with her breath. I crept up as silently as possible, till I was at the side of her bed, before sitting down and curling one arm around her.

Slowly, the small lump in the blankets that was Elisabeth unbundled herself just enough to free her head. "Mmmm. . . . A- . . . Are you. . . Leaving now?" she mumbled sleepily.

"Yeah," I answered her in a soft voice, reaching up and running my hand through her black hair.

She let out a long quiet mown and shuffled around, before wrapping one arm around my waist, "Noooooo."

One corner of my mouth twisted into a half smile. "I'm sorry sweetie, I have to."

She forced her big eyes open a tiny crack. "D- . . . Do you promise to come visit me anytime you can?" she asked before rubbing her eyes.

I couldn't hold back a full blown smile any longer, to me; my sister was just too unbelievably cute. "I promise,"

She nodded before burrowing her face into my rib cage. "I miss you already. . ."

Slowly, I gave her one big kiss on her round cheek and unwrapped her arms from my waist. "Good bye Liz,"

"Good bye Marnie," She gave a big yawned before her eye lids slowly drooped closed again.

I tip-toed out of her room, and gathered my things before pulling my hood over my head and heading out the door.

I pinched my nose; the dingy smell of the train was starting to make me feel sick. Finally, I finished getting my luggage onto the Hogwarts Express and stepped into the doors of the train myself. Left and right, people where gawking at me like they were all infants and I was a strange new thing-a-ma-bobber being waved in front of their drooling faces. Jeez, even with my face covered I was a total freak.

Despite this, I wobbled on though the crowded stretched out corridor of the train. But on my way, a small boy stock out his foot and of course I tripped over it. Fighting hard to keep my balance, I stumbled forwards, knocking over a row of kids before finally falling down backwards, only to get a foot in my mouth followed at least two other people plummeting down on my stomach, before a whole lead of bystanders all piled on to me. The sound of different students buzzing and chattering with wonder of how this pile–up was caused, some scrambling over to help pick up their friends or family, and dust them off. Eventually, the big mountain of my soon-to-be peers dawdled off of me, and I was left alone to slowly get my aching self elsewhere. Shaking, I pealed myself off the rug and limped like I had a charlie-horse till I finally found an empty car to rest in. As I hobbled in, the light dropped from the ceiling and shattered onto my head. I just tensed, let out a small moan and then opened my eyes to take out my willow wand from my front pocket. I gathered up as much of the glass I could find and with a few flicks of the wrist and the words, "Reparo." The glass re-formed together, and I slowly levitated it up back into place, before flopping down on the seat like a ragdoll.

The train let out a loud howl, and gradually started to creep into motion, along with the chug and squeak of the black wheels. Soon, the train left the filthy station and was off to my personal hell, also known as school.

I laid my head back, letting my eyes shut, promising myself I was only resting them. But, sure enough, I drifted to sleep.

"Crabbe don't-!" I heard, before feeling a massive butt plummet down onto my chest. I gasped, as it knocked all the air out of my lungs, my eyes snapped open to see who was sitting on me. It was a fat brown-haired boy, about one year older them me.

The boy turned and looked down at me, his pale cheeks turned a light shade of pink and he immediately got off of me. "D-didn't see you there." He stuttered.

A pale skinned blonde boy standing in the doorway of the car made a sour face and scoffed. "You ignorant buffoon Crabbe." He insulted, seating himself on the far side across from me, while two other students followed in after, one a not as chunky but definitely tall brown haired boy, along with a skinny lighter haired girl who sat next to Blondie, interlocking fingers. "Well, Well, Well," he curled one side of his mouth into a smile. "What do we have here?" Blond boy reached for my big black hood to reveal my face, I swatted his hand away and pressed myself up against the back cushion as hard as I could. He gave me a snarl, and the boy named Crabbe –who had sat next to me- pulled it down while I was distracted.

"Whooooooooooooa!" They all let out at the same time.

"Never mind the ugly stick, this girl was hit with the whole forest!" Chuckled the girl in a mocking tone. My face turned red with both rage and embarrassment, though I had no clue what to do about it.

"Hum, let's see. . ." Said Blondie again, putting his index finger and thumb under his chin in an 'L' shape, as his eyes scanned my whole body. "Skin full of scars, unfortunate luck, gothic attire, you must be one of the Stitches."

The three other kids stopped whatever they were doing, and turned to their pale haired friend and me with a scared expression on their face and their mouths hanging open. "Draco," one of them whispered in Blondie's ear. "Are you serious? Let's get out of here before something bad happens to us!"

"Quite your lolly-gagging Goyle," Hissed the boy named Draco, before turning his blue eyes back to me. "My father told me all about this lot, there usually only living bad luck charms for themselves, watch," Draco then stood up from his seat, taking a few small steps towards me before placing his hand over his eyes and wildly swung his fist through the air. Hid three friends ducked out of the way no problem, as I myself tried to doge it to; only to be punched so hard in the cheek I was knocked off my seat and slammed against the window, though you would think his swing won't have that much power. "See guys? I can't miss her!"

His friends where no longer petrified, and were now howling with laughter, while Draco just kept throwing blind punches, smacking each side of my face harder and harder every time, till it began to throb and swell up purple. Finally, I snapped, not able to take this anymore, I finally caught Draco's fist as he swung it again against my face and my hands. "STOP IT THE LOT OF YOU!" I screeched at the top of my lungs, throwing his hand away from my face, "YOU THINK I'M SOME SORT OF T-!" But I was cut off, by the train coming to a must abrupt halt, along with the lights in all the cars, throwing all students to the ground.

Everything was quiet for a moment, before the boy named Crabbe started to roll his body to his feet. "The bloody hell did you do!" He turned to me.

I just shook my head, just as frightened as him about this whole thing. Suddenly, the train started to once again, and started to chug faster and faster, until it was going so fast it was hard to keep balance. The sound of different students running through the hall, shouting for a supervisor to tell them what was going on. But none answered, where had they all gone?

The brown haired girl finally struggled opened the doors to the car, looking out to all the panicked faces. She pushed out, followed by Crabbe and Goyle, leaving Draco and me alone. I turned to him, as he turned towards the window. Outside, was an array of dead black trees whipping past them, along the sides of the train, a band of an unidentifiable black shadows ran along. I could see on his face alone, somehow, the train had gotten off track, though thought impossible. My eyes widened, "What do we do?" I demanded to know.

He just shook his head, the look of bewilderment in his eyes. I turned then, it was no use to stay here, and struggle to keep my balance as I stumbled out of the car door. Looking around, I could see most of the students were in the hall now, searching for the still absent supervisors. Some of the younger looking bunch (Presumably the first years) looked absolutely scared out of their wits, not sure if what was going on was a small disaster or a catastrophe of epic proportions.

Suddenly, a huge banging sound rang through my ears, as if the train was hit by a giant mallet, before getting flung back with the rest of the children in the hall by the force of the train stopping again so abruptly. Before the banging noise and jerking of the train came again and again, dents left on the ceiling and on the walls from whatever was smashing at it. Some scrambled to the windows, trying to see what was outside. I wobbled up to my feet too, and peered out the window with the rest. What I saw, was a huge gray-skinned, pot-bellied, large humanoid creature, a troll, wielding a club and once again, slamming it against the train. The train fell on its side, before another bash from the other side of the train, great, two trolls.

The students all clambered together, screaming and weeping for what was to happen to them, as the trolls raged on, smashing the walls and ceiling in more and more by the moments. Then, out of nowhere, a light flashed from the outside, implying a spell had been cast. As it did, the trolls started to cry, and scramble away waving their clubs madly. I could see three figures, land on the ground off their brooms beside the train.