Ugh! I want to start Hogwarts soon! I can't even tell you! I haven't updated since my computer received a nasty virsus from Blogger! Watch out people! Instead of making a blog, I will make a forum:) So that means I don't need people your characters look like! Go to my forum on my profile for polls, random info, housepoints etc! UGH I REALLY WANT TO START, so I am so sorry to announce, but I am skipping the second Diagon Alley and giving the students who wanted to be there the first Hogwarts chapter! EKK! So excited!

Matthew LaMette's POV

My head is held high as I walk into King's Cross Station- first impressions are everything, after all! I make sure my clothes are smoothed down and my dark hair perfectly tousled. I walk past a poor looking girl, making sure not to brush elbows even. She's probably a filthy muggle after all, but then again she's walking up to King's Cross. Her parents are with her without a trace of magic. She must at lease be a muggle-born, or a mudblood to me. I am of course pureblood. What a shame it would be to be only halfblood, or not at all. I think I'd just die, wouldn't you?

"Um, sir, do you know where nine and three quarters is located?" the filthy girl asked. Must be a mudblood then.

"No. I can't say I do," I lie through my teeth. I will not be seen with the other kind this early in the year!

Then, I walk to nine and three quarters myself without the girl behind me and run into the wall like my mother told me to. When I emerge on the other side, I am greeted by a low whistle from the train which has already arrived. I smile and drag my bags onto the train, ready to be seated since I have no one to say goodbye to. I hustle onto the train and find an empty compartment. I heave my bag onto the rack and wait for the train to start to move.

I stare out the window. The girl I lied to hasn't shown up yet. Maybe she'll miss the train. If she does it would be her fault for being a waste of a mudblood. A few families outside scramble to pack their student's things on the train and they hug each other goodbye. Minutes go by when a tan blond girl stops at the compartment. With her she has an extremely blond friend with her hair tightly pulled back.

"Can we sit here?" The tan girl asks.

"Don't ask just sit Mimi," Says the one with the tight hair.

"Go ahead," I snarl.

"Oh, need I be polite? Ok, may you let us sit good sir?" She retorts sarcastically.

"Fine. Go find somewhere else to sit, whoever you are." I roll my eyes.

"Pardon me. I am Kalli Caulder. This is Mimi Elliot." She says overly sarcastic again.

"I'm Matthew LaMette. Sit down if you want. Don't if you're going to be a brat the entire train ride,"

"Fine. I'll treat you like a baby. Okay sweetheart? Sit Mimi," The two girls plop down next to me.

"What house do you think you two will be in?" I ask.

"I don't know. My father was in Slytherin. My mother was a Ravenclaw," Mimi responds quickly.

"Ravenclaw," Kalli grins.

"I'm a Slytherin," I say back. Thank the lord I'm not sitting by a bunch of Hufflepuffs.

"When do you think we'll get there? In an hour?" Kalli jumps around in her seat.

"More like three hours Kal," Mimi says softly.

"Really? Can't they use some type of magic?" She asks desperately.

"No, that would give us away," I add.

"Whatever," Kalli tenses up.

"We'll be there soon enough," Mimi sighs.

Clair Flint's POV
My compartment only consists of me and three other girls- Rosie, Eliza, and Taylor. We all already changed into our Hogwarts robes out of excitement. I tried to insist that they should wait, but they pushed me into changing too.

"Hey Clair, I like your cat!" Rosie grins.

"Thanks! Her name's Shasha," I say, trying to hide my front teeth as my soft black cat jumps on top of my lap.

"I do too, she's cute" Taylor says and Eliza nods.

"Thanks."

"I'm going to get a snack from the trolly. Do you want to come?"

OH. MY. GOD! I HATE MY COMPUTER! I WAS MAKING THIS AMAZING APPLICATION TO "FOURTEEN," AND THEN MY COMPUTER SHUT DOWN FOR AN UPDATE! I HAD BEEN WORKING ON IT FOR TWO DAYS! LUCKILY THIS SAVED SO I DIDN'T HAVE TO START OVER, BUT ON THE FORUM APPLICATION I ONLY HAD ONE SCENERIO LEFT! IN ALL IT WAS 2,000 ISH WORDS:( I gave up on that thing! Sorry for my rage…

"No thanks, I'll stay here," I couldn't risk showing my teeth as I bit into something!

"Meow!" Shasha soothes me.

"What do you think Shasha? Are you excited for Hogwarts?"

"Meow!"

"Me too,"

I decide to head out of the compartment and explore the other students. My head pokes around a corner. I see the boy I met in Diagon Alley. Brennan Cabrera. He sits with two other students, sitting awkwardly apart from one another. "First Years" He mouths to me. We are all new though. This is the first year Hogwarts is letting in students since the war. It's rather odd to have new first years and new seventh years and everything in between coming at the same time. Brennan pats a spot next to me. I sit down and sigh. He raises an eyebrow.

"Too many excited girls in one compartment," I explain. I left Shasha in there.

"I see," He laughs, but my face stays emotionless.

"So, are you ready for Hogwarts?" I ask. It's the only thing I can think of talking about.

"What kind of stupid question is that?" He laughs. A short giggle emerges from me.

"The only one I can think of asking," I reply smoothly.

"ANYTHING FROM THE TROLLY!" Takes over the air. She old woman's voice is old and frail when she yells.

"Do you want anything?" Brennan asks.

"No thanks, I should be going. Those girls are probably wondering where I went,"

"See you at Hogwarts then!" He says after me. I wave goodbye and walk back to the compartment.

"Where did you go Clair?" Rosie asks. I look at her face. She's a pretty girl. Her hair is soft brown with red entangled between locks and the occasional dirty blond highlight. Her face is bright and happy with freckles dotting her cheeks.

"Oh, I just visited my friend,"

"Oh! Who?" Eliza asks. Her face too is rather pretty. She looks kind and selfless.

"Brennan Cabrera, he's our year," I casually sit down and fold my hands over my lap. Taylor rips open a chocolate frog.

"Dumbledore AGAIN!" She says frustrated.

"Here Clair, you try this one," Rosie hands me a frog. My hands fiddle around the edges and tear it open. Thankfully, they aren't real frogs. I grab the chocolate and carefully eat it, not exposing my teeth. After I finish I look at the card behind it.

"Godric Gryffindor!" I announce. Taylor huffs a small sigh. "Here," I hand the card to her. Her eyes lights up and she looks at me and smiles.

"Thanks Clair!" I grin. Maybe this won't be so hard.

Samuel Reyes's POV

Laughter escapes my mouth. The compartment is full of it. Tabytha Malfoy drops to the floor and rolls on the floor, face red with laughter. Dexter Donovan's face splits with a smile. We all crack up. After a minute we regain ourselves and Tabytha sits down next to me. She's different then I thought she'd be. Even though I'm a muggle-born, I still have heard the nasty rumors about the Malfoy family. Personally I didn't believe them. Now I'm sure I don't. I heard that Draco Malfoy, Tabytha's father almost killed Harry Potter. I disregard the rumors.

"What house do you think you'll be in? Or want to be in?" Dexter asks.

"Hufflepuff. They seem nice, what about you two?" I respond.

"GGGGGRRRRIIFFFFINNDORRR!" Tabytha laughs.

"I think I could be too," Dexter says thoughtfully. "I'm going to go change! We're getting close!"

"Okay I'll wait here. Stay with me Sam!"

"Alright!" we wave to Dexter.

Tabytha and I are left alone. My eyes lock onto hers. They hold me there. I realize I've been staring too long and look away.

"Cool socks," I smile at them, striped and bright pink and green.

"Thanks! I got them in Diagon Alley. They're magical! See?"

She touches her sock and it changes to blue and yellow polka dots.

"Awesome!"

"Thanks, they were pretty cheap. I wonder if we'll learn how to change normal socks into ones like these?" Excitement rushes her voice.

"I bet we will. What class would that be? Charms?" I wonder. I'm still new to this and I haven't read any of the books I bought at Diagon Alley. Maybe I should.

"Yeah, I bet so. Who teaches that?"

"I'm not sure. I just know that Ginny and Neville are teaching. I've heard plenty about them." I grin.

"Me too- hey Dexter!" Dexter walks back in. I wave to him to sit down again. His robes look a size too big, but comfortable none the less.

"Hi. They said that we should get to Hogwarts in less than an hour! I can't wait!" He smiles and sits across from Tabytha and me.

"We should go change then!" I gesture to Tabytha to follow me with her robe.

Liam Bonafaire's POV

My head is in the clouds, but my body is trapped, unable to take flight. My window fogs up from my hot breath. My eyes drift upwards to the clouds, I try to make shapes out of them like I always did when I was at home. All of my neighbors, pureblood wizards like me, thought I was aloof and distant, dumb. The truth is that I was thinking. I was always thinking, wondering about the way things work. My hand wipes the cold window clean of my breath. I look out to the pine trees, needles swaying with the breath of fall air. My hands fold in my lap. I pull them into the sleeves of my shirt to warm them up.

"Sorry to interrupt, but Hogwarts is approaching. We should be there in only ten minutes! Can you believe it? Anyways, you might want to change! If you don't that's fine! Just thought I'd warn you!" A girl with silky, black hair softly enters my lonely compartment.

"Really? Already? Thanks, I didn't even realize we were this close!" I grin and grab my rode, walking past the girl out of the room and into the hallway.

"My name's Shay Evans by the way!" She pipes up behind me.

"Hello Shay. I'm Liam Bonafaire," I wave to her and head to the restrooms to change. Inside I pull my robe over my head after taking off my shirt and jeans. I stay in the bathroom for longer than I intended, getting distracted by the different kinds of magical soap, all claiming that they killed 100 percent of germs while muggle soaps only killed 99.9 percent. Then my thoughts wander onto the muggle-borns and what their reactions will be when they see the school. I've seen pictures of Hogwarts, moving pictures, and from what I can tell, it will be worth my life to go there.

"FIVE MINUTES!" I didn't know the Hogwarts Express had an intercom, but I guess it does now. I must have stayed in here three minutes after I finished dressing myself. When I walk out of the restroom I can almost taste the excitement in the air. I feel it too, energy pulsing through my veins. This is it! Within minutes I will see my first real glimpse of Hogwarts. I run back to my seat, not wanting to miss a single second. When I get back my compartment I see that it is occupied by the same girl as before- Shay. She sits across from my old seat, staring out at the passing landscape.

"Sorry to bother you! I just thought…I.."

"No, no! You're fine Shay! Stay if you want," I sound a little mean with my tone, but Shay doesn't seem to pick up on it. I admit. I'm not really a people-person. I'm glad she stays though.

"Okay thanks," Our faces remain pressed against the window, looking for the tip of a tower, poking out from the trees and a lake emerging from the hills. My eyes scan back and forth, hoping I won't miss anything. After a minute Shay gasps. I dart my eyes to where I imagined Hogwarts to be and find the tip of a tower, ancient looking with cotton clouds drifting behind it. My eyes bulge and I grin. We're here!

Yes, there are three Gryffindor girls. There was a little slip-up but I think it worked out pretty well XD

Tearing at the Seams PEOPLE! I'm so sorry for the wait:( I think I've typed half of it! I won't update it today, but this weekend I will try to!:)

FACT: I watched "Easy A" when I was typing Liam's POV! FACT: I have no more facts to tell you!

Ok, so many of you are confused about stuff- here is your handbook!

The students are sixth years! Elanor is really Bellatrix (Check out last chapter for that). Hogwarts just opened its doors again to students, so everyone is "new!"