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Hermione's Cousin Maribel
Wild Ride Upon the Train
When September first came around, Hermione was rushing around double checking everything while her cousin Maribel watched, shaking her head at her cousin's antics. She had made sure to pack the night before, but she personally doubted that this would help Hermione, due to the fact her cousin had also packed the night before. Truth of the matter was, her cousin's obsessive compulsion disorder was a major pain to behold.
Finally though, Mr. Granger put his foot down and the Granger daughter picked up her fluffy orange cat and got into the car, moping as she did so. Maribel simply felt uncomfortable, as she didn't feel like she could easily fit in at a school where practically nobody knew her. She let out a sigh and glanced out the window, then waited for them to arrive at the train station. The schools in America allowed for the students to port key to their school, so they honestly didn't have this kind of thing.
Getting out of the car, she drug her luggage through the train station, wondering how the clerks weren't idiots. Meaning, how could they not see a bunch of kids wandering around with owls in cages, not to mention other strange sites. Hermione carried that orange cat in her arms, not bothering to place him in a cage. But that wasn't the only thing that seemed strangely odd. She also saw that the students would disappear into a particular wall.
She followed behind her cousin and they too entered through the spot and she found a train station that was made specifically for those with magic abilities, hidden away from prying Muggle Eyes. She found herself staring up at the massive ceiling, until she began to climb on the train. She then found that the train was of a lush kind, the kind expected straight out of a history book, not to mention the kind that one would expect the rich people to be using.
Eventually they go to a train compartment and they stuck their trunks up. The compartment though wasn't empty, as a man was sitting on one of the seats snoring. Maribel blinked a couple of times. "Do adults ride on the train too? Is it used for getting to other places?"
Hermione blinked a couple of times, then pointed up at the luggage. "I think he is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."
The two females then sat down and pulled out a book to read, Hermione picking up the History of Hogwarts, while Maribel picked up the second Twilight book. Eventually, Ron and Harry came into the train compartment, a little louder then they should have. Both girls placed a finger on their lips and then said in unison. "The professor is trying to sleep."
Suddenly, the red head turned his eyes towards the man. "How do you know he is a professor?"
"My cousin pointed out the name up there." Maribel stated, while both went back to their books.
Ron glanced over, sitting down with a thud, almost waking up the professor. "So... both of you are book worms?"
"You make it sound like intelligence isn't worth squat." The female snapped out, causing the male to shut up.
Harry glanced at the book cover. "Twilight? I heard some of the girls in my neighborhood talking about it this summer."
"So... is this like Lockharts books?" The Weaselly male spoke up. "You know, the kind that the girls go gaga over because the writer has the best smile ever?"
"The book isn't am autobiography or bibliography. It is fiction." Hermione piped up, flipping through the pages of her book while her cat sat curled up next to her.
"That means that it really happened, right?" Ron piped up.
"Of course the autobiography and bibliographies are real." Maribel stated.
"That's not what I meant." Ron pointed at the book cover. "I was asking, since that book is fiction, that means it really happened, right?"
"Books that are real are called non-fiction, while books that aren't real are called fiction." The female sighed, just as something poked its head out from the red heads clothing.
"Eww... a rat." Maribel found her nose suddenly wrinkling up.
"That isn't nice." The male muttered. "He's my pet for Hogwarts. It is what my family can afford. He's a hand me down from my brother Percy."
"Well... sorry." The female muttered, closing her book just as Crookshanks let out a loud hiss at the rat. Suddenly the two were out the door, while Ron and Hermione found themselves suddenly trying to chase the two creatures.
"Call off your stupid cat, 'Mione." The red head yelled, just in time for the professor to open up his eyes.
Hermione of course noticed and hissed. "Look what you did!"
"I don't..." However, all conversation was interrupted as the car suddenly came to a stop, causing Harry and Maribel to fall off the bench. The windows began to frost over, and Maribel got a dreadful feeling. She blinked a couple of times, remembering the sound of a broken instrument and the laughter of other elementary school students.
She glanced around, clapping hands over her ears and then saw that thing. But then a bright light suddenly drove it away and the adult in the compartment handed them pieces of chocolate. "Here , eat this... you will feel better." The man then stood up, shaking Harry awake and also giving him a piece of chocolate, before he took of to try and take care of the other students. "I can't believe the ministry let the Dementor's near the train."
"Dementors?" Maribel glanced up at her cousin.
"Everyone knows what Dementors are." Ron stated.
Harry shook his head though. "I don't know what they are."
Hermione let out a deep sigh. "Ron... Dementors are only in this area of the world, so it is doubtful my cousin would know, and Harry wouldn't know either. The Dementors guard the Azkaban prison cells."
"Wait... those things seem nasty." Maribel suddenly paled. "Why are they guarding us? Shouldn't it be... you know, like some well trained Aurors or something like that?"
"Particularly since Sirius Black was able to sneak past them." Harry puttered, holding his head as he munched on the chocolate. Soon though, the train was moving again.