Author's Note: Here's part two, and thanks to all who gave the the kind reviews. I hope you enjoy part two, and I hope you all liked it as much as part one. ~kallie
The bushy-haired girl backed into my compartment, and almost sat on me, until I jumped up, and startled her.
"You might wanna watch where you're sitting," I told her. I get a little annoyed with people who don't watch where they're going, and she definatly wasn't watching where she was about to sit.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my attention was on my friends outside. I hate it when they fight with Malfoy, I hate fighting. Besides, its so childish," she said. Geez, she had a bossy voice, but it certainly was sincere, I mean, you could just tell from her face. Some people sound like they don't mean what they say, but they show it. But now I'm confusing myself.
So anyways, after she said that, she seemed to notice that I wasn't someone she knew.
"Oh, hello, you must be new here, because I haven't seen you around. My name is Hermione, and I'm a third year," she said.
"Oh, nice to meet you," I replied, what was I supposed to say, that she was the last person I wanted to meet? But that wasn't exactly true, at least now I knew somebody in this Hogwarts school. "My name is Evol, and I just moved here from America," I continued. "My parents thought that I wasn't learning enough at the Ohio Academy, so they enrolled me into the Hogwarts, since it was one of the best schools in the world, and because its in England, so I won't have to learn a new language."
"Oh, I see. I read about the Ohio Academy. It's a very small school in Columbus, Ohio, and there's not much about it. They didn't even have a list of the headmasters!" What on earth would she want with all the old headmasters of Ohio Academy? They were just a bunch of old people who talked in lisps and slept all day. Honestly, you couldn't tell if they were dead or not. Even the paintings of the headmasters were sleeping the whole time, so how interesting could they be?
Just as I started a conversation about different schools with Hermione, there was a loud crash outside. Both of us flew out the compartment door, but it seemed like the whole train did, too. Some people just get curious, I guess. I'm proud to admit that I am one of those people. But anyways, about the crash. Right in front of our compartment door, sprawled on the floor was the blonde kid. I was assuming that he was Malfoy because Hermione seemed friendly with the redhead and Harry Potter. But none of them, except Hermione, looked normal. I mean, the blondie had little leafy things all over him, and the redhead was on the floor, laughing his head off, while Harry Potter was dancing, which was kinda strange, unless the blondie had put some kind of hex on him. Well, he certainly looked mean enough, but it is kinda rude to hex somebody.
"What's up with that red-headed boy? Was he cursed or something?" I asked Hermione. But she didn't answer for awhile, I guess she was just too worried about her friends. She didn't even perform the counter-curses, she was so upset. Well, it was only a little hex, I figured that Malfoy had used Jelly Legs on the Redhead, and some other thing on HArry Potter. So I figured, why not try a charm that cancels all effects on other curses and hexes? So I did. I never learned this one in school, but I did read about it and teach it to myself. So the next thing I knew, I had my wand raised and I cried,
"Finite Incantatem!"
And Harry Potter stopped dancing, and the redhead stopped laughing, and Hermione became herself again.
"Where'd you learn that?" she asked. Geez, I had never seen anyone so amazed at me just performing one little spell.
"Oh, I taught myself, you know, since they didn't teach us stuff like that at school," I answered offhandedly. At least somebody appriciated my magic ability and didn't think that I was a show-off. Most of the kids at the Ohio Academy thought I was always showing off, which was wrong, because I was just trying to make things easier for them. But nooo, they all thought I was a show-off. Why?
But now the Redhead and Harry Potter were walking up to me. Oh, my stomach was cringing. What was wrong with me? And then Hermione stepped forward and started talking to them. So they weren't walking up to me. She said something to calm them down, cuz they still seemed sorta mad at this Malfoy person, but I guess that didn't work. What followed was a word fight, the most hilarious one I've ever heard. HAve you ever noticed how funny people are when they trade insults? IT's a lot of fun the make fun of them too. For as long as I remember, I have never traded insults with somebody, but I have had fun watching other people do that.
Sure it was funny, but I had reason to believe that the Redhead and Harry Potter would do something dangerous in order to get Malfoy off their back...
The bushy-haired girl backed into my compartment, and almost sat on me, until I jumped up, and startled her.
"You might wanna watch where you're sitting," I told her. I get a little annoyed with people who don't watch where they're going, and she definatly wasn't watching where she was about to sit.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my attention was on my friends outside. I hate it when they fight with Malfoy, I hate fighting. Besides, its so childish," she said. Geez, she had a bossy voice, but it certainly was sincere, I mean, you could just tell from her face. Some people sound like they don't mean what they say, but they show it. But now I'm confusing myself.
So anyways, after she said that, she seemed to notice that I wasn't someone she knew.
"Oh, hello, you must be new here, because I haven't seen you around. My name is Hermione, and I'm a third year," she said.
"Oh, nice to meet you," I replied, what was I supposed to say, that she was the last person I wanted to meet? But that wasn't exactly true, at least now I knew somebody in this Hogwarts school. "My name is Evol, and I just moved here from America," I continued. "My parents thought that I wasn't learning enough at the Ohio Academy, so they enrolled me into the Hogwarts, since it was one of the best schools in the world, and because its in England, so I won't have to learn a new language."
"Oh, I see. I read about the Ohio Academy. It's a very small school in Columbus, Ohio, and there's not much about it. They didn't even have a list of the headmasters!" What on earth would she want with all the old headmasters of Ohio Academy? They were just a bunch of old people who talked in lisps and slept all day. Honestly, you couldn't tell if they were dead or not. Even the paintings of the headmasters were sleeping the whole time, so how interesting could they be?
Just as I started a conversation about different schools with Hermione, there was a loud crash outside. Both of us flew out the compartment door, but it seemed like the whole train did, too. Some people just get curious, I guess. I'm proud to admit that I am one of those people. But anyways, about the crash. Right in front of our compartment door, sprawled on the floor was the blonde kid. I was assuming that he was Malfoy because Hermione seemed friendly with the redhead and Harry Potter. But none of them, except Hermione, looked normal. I mean, the blondie had little leafy things all over him, and the redhead was on the floor, laughing his head off, while Harry Potter was dancing, which was kinda strange, unless the blondie had put some kind of hex on him. Well, he certainly looked mean enough, but it is kinda rude to hex somebody.
"What's up with that red-headed boy? Was he cursed or something?" I asked Hermione. But she didn't answer for awhile, I guess she was just too worried about her friends. She didn't even perform the counter-curses, she was so upset. Well, it was only a little hex, I figured that Malfoy had used Jelly Legs on the Redhead, and some other thing on HArry Potter. So I figured, why not try a charm that cancels all effects on other curses and hexes? So I did. I never learned this one in school, but I did read about it and teach it to myself. So the next thing I knew, I had my wand raised and I cried,
"Finite Incantatem!"
And Harry Potter stopped dancing, and the redhead stopped laughing, and Hermione became herself again.
"Where'd you learn that?" she asked. Geez, I had never seen anyone so amazed at me just performing one little spell.
"Oh, I taught myself, you know, since they didn't teach us stuff like that at school," I answered offhandedly. At least somebody appriciated my magic ability and didn't think that I was a show-off. Most of the kids at the Ohio Academy thought I was always showing off, which was wrong, because I was just trying to make things easier for them. But nooo, they all thought I was a show-off. Why?
But now the Redhead and Harry Potter were walking up to me. Oh, my stomach was cringing. What was wrong with me? And then Hermione stepped forward and started talking to them. So they weren't walking up to me. She said something to calm them down, cuz they still seemed sorta mad at this Malfoy person, but I guess that didn't work. What followed was a word fight, the most hilarious one I've ever heard. HAve you ever noticed how funny people are when they trade insults? IT's a lot of fun the make fun of them too. For as long as I remember, I have never traded insults with somebody, but I have had fun watching other people do that.
Sure it was funny, but I had reason to believe that the Redhead and Harry Potter would do something dangerous in order to get Malfoy off their back...