It turns out I'm going to Vermont, not New Hampshire! (How I mixed those up, I am not aware)

What are you guys doing for the remainder of the summer?

Also, I'll be back the following Saturday; August 7th.

Disclaimer: What are you going to do, sue me? Oh yeah, you are. [cowers in fear] "I DON'T OWN ANYTHING! I DON'T OWN ANYTHING!"

Recap: Obsidian and Luna are preparing to leave the train with their belongings, right after Obsidian's quarrel with Draco Malfoy.

Note: Malfoy and his cronies still don't know who Obsidian is.

Chapter Nine

Obsidian and Luna grabbed their bags and other belongings, such as Obsidian's owl, Osiris, and Luna's tower of Quibblers. Then they made their way to the front of the train. Only one or two people noticed the new face in the train, and those few students pointed this out to their friends.

"Who's the new girl?" they asked.

"No idea," they were answered.

The two girls waited at the front and chatted in small talk, since the train was to stop in only two minutes. Luna asked about Lady Igraine's, and Obsidian gave her descriptions of the school, and even described the classes. Luna, in return, told Obsidian of the Ravenclaw Common Room and the some of the teachers.

"Are there any bad teachers? Like the medieval ones who smart your hands with a discipline wand?" Obsidian asked.

"Well, I'm not sure about discipline wands, but the Potions Master, Professor Snape, is very prejudiced against every house except his own,"

"And that is?"

"Slytherin,"

"Oh." Obsidian remembered that the Malfoy boy had said he was in Slytherin. But something else Luna had said struck her as odd. "Professor Snape? Why does that sound familiar to me?"

Luna shrugged with the same blank, yet dreamy expression.

"By the way, how many Quibblers did you give out?" Obsidian continued, remembering when Luna had left the compartment at some time in the middle of the train ride.

"Exactly 13 copies, including yours. Not very good, considering I had started with 50 magazines," she replied, waving at a red-haired girl who had just emerged out of a compartment. She waved back with a cheery smile and went back inside.

"Who was that?" Obsidian asked.

"Her name's Ginevra Weasley. She's a Gryffindor in my year, though she's smart,"

"Oh, one of your friends?"

"Well, not exactly. More like... acquaintances,"

"Oh."

This chat is getting a bit awkward, Obsidian thought to herself.

Little did she know that Luna was thinking the same exact thing.

Sorry, it's short.

I've got a lot of work to do for school.

It's pathetic, really. Two things.

One, my school makes us take a test on the first day about all three books we've read.

Two, the last chapter was 1,000 words, and this one's only about 500!

*sigh*