Chapter 2: Hogwarts Express

From now on until the end of the story this fanfic will be mostly from Mal's perspective

Chapter 2: Hogwarts Express

MAL'S POINT OF VIEW

The truth hit me late last night – I would only see my mother at Christmas and during the summer. I didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing – I mean leaving the Isle would be the highlight and being trained by professionals to do actual magic would also be the highlight but I would miss my mom – my evil and somewhat caring mother. I hugged her before I leave with surprisingly my other friends – Evie, Jay and Carlos. Professor Longbottom – a teacher of Herbology picked us up by plane. The moment the plane landed, I thought the barrier would be broken. "We had some adjustments made," he said. "We worked with those Auradon idiots with their stupid magical barrier."

As far as I could tell, Professor Longbottom had despised Auradon. "The King is awful. What else is there? Oh and his son is awful. He wouldn't even make it until he is eighteen with an assassination attempt."

"Let's get this party started," Jay said, excitedly as we entered the plane as I sat beside Evie.

"Here, let me help," she says, applying some blush.

"Ew, stop," I said. I wasn't exactly a girly-girl. I was more of a tomboy or what you call – street smart but without the makeup. "I'm plotting."

"Well, that's not very attractive," I heard her mumble under her breath.

"Plotting what?" Jay asks.

"On what house I'll be in," I replied. I didn't want to tell the others that I plan to be in Slytherin as I did my research on houses and well I basically found out that my snarky attitude would contribute perfectly in Slytherin. I have very high hopes that I will be in Slytherin.

As the plane flow up in the air, Jay and Carlos started fighting over candy. I sucked on a lollipop as I looked down to see where we were going. "Heathrow Airport," Professor Longbottom said, noticing my anxiety. "If that's why you are curious about where we are stopping."

"Thank you, sire," I said. I felt a bit sick once Carlos decided to show his best feature – his mouth covered in caramel and chocolate which caused me to turn my head away and focus on what was going on outside. Carlos has always acted immaturely like a child sometimes (Okay, I lied, most of the time).

Evie – I notice was fiddling with her magical mirror that her mother gave her before she left as Jay sat there stealing some earphones. "How long?" I asked my face turning to Professor Longbottom. "An hour, maybe two," he answers. "Give or take."

I sighed. There was no way I would put up with Carlos acting like a seven year old with food being thrown everywhere for two hours. I decided to look at my spell book that my mother gave me before leaving. Heaps and heaps of spells on growing hair and making love potion infested cookies and the brownies which cause the magic to cease to exist. I decided that the cookies and the brownies wouldn't exactly come in handy at Hogwarts.

After about two hours, we landed at Heathrow Airport at around nine o'clock and Professor Longbottom – who had decided that we should now call him 'Neville' as that is his real name leads us to some black cars. "Ministry approved," he said. "He wanted to keep you all safe, just in case any people from Auradon decided to take you children back to the Isle of the Lost. My friend – Hermione Granger is about to become Minister of Magic in a few short weeks. She also approved those cars and the travel arrangements. King's Cross Station, please, Stanley."

"Of course, Neville," Stanley called out. I buckled my seatbelt, same with Evie as the car speed forward and Carlos found himself on the floor.

"Seatbelts, Where are the seatbelts?" Carlos cried out.

"Right here, dumbass," Jay replied, as he pulls Carlos showing him the seatbelt. "Right," Carlos added.

As soon as we got to King's Cross Station, we stepped out of the car as we all followed Neville. "It's nearly eleven o'clock," Evie added, sounding smart.

"Look at you," I said, proudly. She smiled as I said this. Evie was slowly growing on me.

"Anyway, I'm pretty sure every student would be here," she continues.

"Is there a reason why you brought us here early, Neville?" I asked. "Instead of Hogwarts?"

"It is best as I'll be heading back to Hogwarts soon," he replies. "As I have a meeting with the other head-of-houses and the other professors."

"That sucks," I added.

He nods slightly as we continued walking towards various platforms. "Here it is," he said. "Just as I remember."

"You went to Hogwarts," Jay asks.

"Yes, around nineteen years ago," Neville replied, fondly. "I was in the same year as Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger – that was the lady I was talking about before."

"Oh," I added.

"That makes so much more sense," Evie said, having some sort of a blond moment.

"Harry and I are friends," he says. "I'm actually his second son's godfather. He will be in your year. His name is Albus."

"So, Neville," I said. "How do we get onto the platform? We have stopped in the middle of a station with no clue where this platform is and also we are from the Isle of the Lost and not exactly from here."

"You are in front of it," he answers. "It's in-between platforms nine and ten. Best to do a bit of a run. So who will go first?"

"I don't run in highheels," Evie says. This makes me giggle. Evie is often shown to be a bit dumb sometimes, but most of the time, I know she's smart. She just pretends to be dumb to impress her mother as her mother often says: 'if you are smart, you shouldn't be pretty. If you are dumb, you should be pretty.'

"Don't play dumb, E," I whispered to her. "Be smart." Evie nods in agreement. "Fine, I will." I stepped back a bit and ran forward not stopping until I found myself onto a station with a sign that says 'platform 9 and ¾. I moved away from the brick passage to let the others in as I see a few children farewelling their parents. My friends quickly followed after me as I walked around for a bit.

"Should we find some seats?" Evie asked as she emerges from the barrier.

"Yeah, okay," I said.

I walked with Evie, Jay and Carlos as we tried to find some compartments. "This train smells like rotten cheese from the Isle of the Lost," Evie commented as we continued on. I notice the compartments getting fuller and fuller by other students as we continued walking. I found myself looking into a compartment with a lonely, blond hair in a compartment. I suddenly felt the urge to feel sorry for him. My mom always says, 'not to pity those below you', but now I felt that I should disagree with my mother.

"I can't walk no further as my feet are killing me," Evie sighs. "You guys go on. I'll sit in this compartment." She points to the compartment with the lonely boy.

"I'll join you, E," I said. I turned to Carlos and Jay. "We'll meet you later."

"Sure, sure," Carlos says. "When you say 'we meet you later' it means we don't see each other again until the Sorting." When did Carlos become so smart? How did he know about the Sorting? "I forgot to tell you, Jay. We get sorted into our houses."

"Great," Jay says. "I hope I'm the fists of Slytherin. If I'm in Slytherin, can I be the fists? We'll see you girlies later."

I waved goodbye to Jay as he walks off with Carlos. "Excuse me," I said to the boy as I opened the compartment door. "Can we sit here for a bit?"

"Sure," he replied. "It's just me."

"I'm Mal," I said. "The Daughter of Maleficent – you know Sleeping Beauty. The evil fairy godmother. My mother cursed a baby."

"I'm Scorpius Malfoy," the boy adds. "And you are…"

"Evie, the daughter of the Evil Queen," she says, trying her best to flirt with Scorpius.

"Right," he says, looking away from Evie. Evie has never been denied before now. Every boy seems to like her a lot. "Do you want some lollies? I've got loads. Pepper Imps, Cauldron Cakes, Shock-O-Choc."

I heard the compartment door open as I see two strangers – a boy and a girl enter.

"Hey," the boy says. "Is this compartment…"

"It's free," Scorpius says. "It's just me, Mal and Evie."

"Great," the boy adds. "So we might come in – for a bit – if that's okay."

"That's okay," Scorpius says. I notice that he notices the boy sitting down in front of us as Evie fixes her makeup.

"Albus," the boy says. "Al. Sorry. I'm Albus." The boy looks at both Evie and I as I started introducing ourselves.

"Mal," I said.

"Is my mascara running?" Evie asks.

"That's Evie," I added. "She cares a lot about makeup."

"No I don't," she adds. "I just care about my beautiful face."

"Yeah and I can see a unibrow on your face, Evie," I said.

"Ew," she says, pulling out her magic mirror as she nearly hits the girl in the chest. "Sorry."

"Hi, Scorpius," Scorpius says.

"Someone is flustered by Albus," I whispered to Scorpius.

"I'm not," he adds. "Anyway, I mean I'm Scorpius. You're Albus." He turns to the girl who Evie nearly hits. "And you are…"

"Rose," the girl says.

"Rose," he adds. "Do you like any of my sweets? Would you like some Fizzing Whizzbees?"

"I've just had breakfast," Rose says. "I've also got some Shock-O-Choc, Pepper Imps and some Jelly Slugs," he continues. "Mum's idea." He starts singing, "'Sweets they always help you make friends'."

"How is my mascara?" Evie asks me.

"Looks fine," I added. "You need to pluck your eyebrows through."

"I'll have some," Albus says. "Mum doesn't let me have sweets. Which one would you start with?" I look on at the interaction between Albus and Scorpius. Two friends that practically suit each other, fitting into a giant puzzle.

"Mal," Scorpius adds. "Do you want some lollies too?"

"I'll have a chocolate frog," I added.

"Rose," I heard Albus shout. "Will you stop hitting me?"

"I'm not hitting you," Rose adds.

"You are hitting me and it hurts," he adds.

"She's hitting you because of me," Scorpius says. Evie drops her magic mirror onto her lap.

"What?" Albus exclaims. "Listen, I know who you are," Scorpius says. "So it's probably only fair if you know who I am."

"What do you mean you know who I am?" Albus asks.

"You're Albus Potter," Scorpius replies. "She's Rose Weasley-Granger. And I am Scorpius Malfoy. My parents are Astoria and Draco Malfoy. Our parents – they don't get along."

"That's putting it mildly," she says. "Your mum and dad are Death Eaters!"

"My dad is," Scorpius says. "But my mum isn't."

"Come on, Albus," Rose says. "Let's go and find another compartment." Albus looks as if he was about to stand up and he looks at both Evie and I. Evie continued fiddling with her face, while I tried to avoid eye contact with Albus. "No," he says. "I'm okay. You go on."

"Albus," Rose says. "I wouldn't wait."

"And I wouldn't expect you to," he adds. "But I'm staying here."

"Fine," she shouts at him.

"She's a bit fierce isn't she?" Scorpius adds once Rose left. I nodded in agreement as Evie decides to do my makeup.

"Once again, Evie," I said. "Stop – I'm actually thinking."

"Thinking is not very attractive," Evie says. I looked over at Albus and Scorpius who ate some lollies, as Evie continued to purse her lips into her magic mirror.

Next chapter will be the Sorting. Thanks to everyone suggestions on which house Evie, Jay and Carlos should be in. I've taken this into much consideration and have decided their houses. Remember to fav/review as well.