Chapter 3

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"Come on, let's go find Harry and Ron," Hermione suggested.

"I finally get to meet your boyfriend that you talk so much about," I teased.

Hermione went a little bit pink. It was true-- Ron was her boyfriend. We pushed back a heavy compartment door, revealing two boys. From Hermione's pictures, I knew instantly that these were Harry and Ron. Hermione and I heaved our trunks and animals aboard, then stood just inside the compartment. The train started to move, and Hermione spoke up.

"This is my friend Lissa Natash. She had to transfer from Beauxbatons to Hogwarts this year. Lissa, this is Ron Weasley and Harry Potter."

I smiled, and shook Ron's hand first. I then shook Harry's hand, looking into his eyes instead of at his scar. I knew he got enough people staring at his forehead, and I'd seen his scar in Hermione's pictures. Then a sudden thought struck me-- 'Did his hand quiver when I shook it?' I pushed it to the back of my mind, thinking I'd probably imagined it.

Hermione sat down next to Ron, and I took the last empty seat. I was sitting next to Harry and across from Hermione. Hermione took something out of her pocket and gave it to me. It was one of the matching anklets Hermione and me had made-- mine. I tied it around my ankle and put my foot back down.

"Do you know what house you're in?" Ron asked.

I shook my head. "I'm supposed to see Professor Dumbledore when we get to Hogwarts."

Ron nodded, then started talking to Hermione. I looked out the window and watched the countryside flick past like an extremely fast slideshow. I rested my elbow on the window ledge, and put my chin on my hand. Ron and Hermione were still talking, but I wasn't listening. After a few minutes, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. I looked around; Hermione was still talking to Ron, but Harry was looking at me. I gave him a small smile, which we returned. Then he spoke.

"So, you're from Beauxbatons, right?" he asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, but I had to transfer here because of Aunt Alexandra's job."

"You live with your aunt? Why?" Harry looked interested.

"Both my parents are in America, and Aunt Alexandra is my mom's older sister. She also happens to be my godmother, so I stay with her and my sixteen-year-old cousin Vicki." I then proceeded to tell Harry how I came to live with Aunt Alexandra (see the Prologue if you've forgotten). He didn't seem bored at all. He just leaned back against his seat and uttered, "Wow."

I was silent for a moment. Then I asked, "What's Hogwarts like?"

"Oh, it's a really cool school," Harry began.

"Lissa, I already told you all about Hogwarts! We talked about it ALL SUMMER," Hermione said. I nodded once.

"I don't really know what it's like there," I replied.

"It's just awesome. Most of the classes are cool, except History of Magic and Potions. History of Magic is really boring, but Professor Binns is a ghost. Potions is taught by Snape, and he's really mean," Harry continued.

"The food is great, and Quidditch matches are fun to watch. Some weekends, we get to go to Hogsmeade, an entirely wizarding village," Ron added.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione continued telling me all about Hogwarts: the school itself, the classes, the teachers, the hidden passageways, and everything. I felt a lot less nervous.

There was a huge clattering outside in the corridor. I jumped when I heard the noise, and the others smiled at me. The compartment door slid back, revealing a plump witch pushing a cart piled with candy. I picked up my purse and followed the others out of the compartment. The smiling witch had nearly everything! I bought Chocolate Frogs, Mint Fudge, and a handful of Sugar Quills, along with a tiny bit of everything--I love my sweets! I handed the lady three Galleons, and my change consisted of two Sickles and a few Knuts. We all went back into the compartment, and I let the candy cascade from my arms as I sat down, like a shower of rainbow-colored rain.