A/N- oooh… They are off to Hogwarts. It's going to be a wild ride from now on.

A sloppy kiss to all those who reviewed, followed, etc.

;-)


The Hogwarts express ambled its way, cutting a swathe across the countryside, taking with it a myriad collection of hopes, aims and desires. The engine, billowing steam as white as a wise wizard's beard.

In one of the compartment sat a girl, with her shiny prefects badge pinned to her neatly pressed school uniform. They weren't anywhere near to the school, but she liked being prepared beforehand. Her body was vibrating with excitement, excitement for the New Year. As she looked around the compartment filled with her friends she felt in herself that this year was going to be different. For better or for worse, she didn't know. But she could hope. She looked out of the window, the greens and yellows of the countryside jumbling into each other forming shades that were difficult to recognize, but she smiled nonetheless.

On the other end of the train, a boy rested his head on the rattling window and looked out to the same scenery, but all he saw was different shades of grey. He closed his eyes as a bone-deep exhaustion washed over him. Unlike the girl all he wanted was to escape, from this place, from this fate. He looked around the compartment that was empty and he thanked the Merlin that no one was there to watch him break. As he closed his eyes giving in to the fatigue, unconsciously his right hand tugged the sleeve of his left one.

The train carried two people with it, who were standing on two extreme sides of the spectrum. One was of light and the other of darkness. One was of hope and the other of destruction.

Though they were going to the same destination, but they couldn't be farther from each other.

Though they didn't know but both of them were each other's destiny, each other's salvation.

Because it is needless to say, Love had rather some funky tricks up her sleeves.

And fate was a mean guy to meddle with.


A/N- Love,

Dungy!