Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"Okay, lets go then," Harry replied.

Elya snuck a look at him, and couldn't help but think: Hottie!

"Since we only have one broom, it's gonna be a little tight." Harry continued. "Elya you sit in front of me, Linli, you sit in back of me. Is that okay with you guys?"

The girls looked at each other, and said simultaneously, "That's fine with us."

They all laughed, and got onto the broomstick. The ice was broken quickly between Harry and the two girls. "So, how do they decide where you sleep and live and stuff like that?" Elya asked. (She was secretly hoping that everyone lived near each other, so that she could see Harry as much as possible. He was so cute!)

"Well, there are four houses: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff and Slytherin. You're sorted into these houses, and you sleep in your house dormitory. The people in your house are sort of like your family while your there. I'm in Gryffindor. Usually, most of your friends are in your same houses, but it's not always like that."

Both girls looked stunned at this information, Geez, they both thought, English customs are really weird!

Elya obviously wanted to keep up the conversation so she asked Harry, "Who are your best friends at Hogwarts? What house are they in? What are they like? Do you think they will like us? What do your friends look like? Who are your enemies? What do they look like? What houses are your enemies in? What's your least favorite class? Who is your least favorite teacher? What's your favorite class? Who is your favorite teacher?"

"Well," Harry said, "my best friends at Hogwarts names' are Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They're in the same house as me, Gryffindor. Ron is tall with red hair and lots of freckles. Hermione is average height, has long bushy, brown hair and is rather pretty in my opinion. Ron is funny, but has a bit of a temper, and is a fantastic chess player. Hermione is very smart, doesn't like to break rules very much and is the top of every class. She's also a prefect this year. A prefect is someone who is like an administrative official. And I'm sure that they will like you two, you're really nice. My enemies are Draco Malfoy, and his cronies, Crabbe and Goyle. Malfoy has a pale and pointed face, and white-blonde hair, and is stuck up and mean, and thinks he's better than everyone because he's a pureblood wizard. Crabbe and Goyle are both big and stupid and mean. My least favorite class is Potions, taught by Professor Snape, my least favorite professor. My favorite class is Care of Magical Creatures, taught by my favorite teacher, Hagrid. Does that answer all of your many questions?" Harry asked jokingly.

Elya laughed. "That's only the beginning of my questions!" she said in an excited voice. "I want to learn all about you and Hogwarts, because you both fascinate me." Elya said deftly, getting right to the point. Harry laughed.

"You really don't 'beat around the bush' as they say, do you?"

"I suppose not," Elya said in agreement. She liked him, and why not let him know it? Maybe, he was interested in her. Just maybe.

"Well, enough about me, how about you girls? What are your favorite foods? How long have you two been best friends? Are you excited about being a witch, and going to a magical school, and living in the magical world? What are your favorite colors? Did you have boyfriends in your Muggle schools?"

Linli went first. "My favorite food is pizza. My favorite color is blue. El and I have been best friends since 1st grade. I'm rather excited about being a witch, and going to a magical school and living in the magical world. And what does 'Muggle' mean?"

"Muggle," Harry replied, "is a person who has no magic in them."

"Oh," Linli said rather dully. "Than yes, I did have a boyfriend who I really didn't want to leave behind. I asked my parents in the note to explain to him what happened to me," she said sadly.

"Okay, then, Elya, now it's your turn."

"Well, my favorite food is Chinese food." Seeing the blank look on his face, Laura tried to explain what she liked.

"My favorite color is…" but Elya never got to finish her sentence. She heard a terrified shriek and then nothing. Looking behind her frantically she realized that Linli was no longer on the broom. She was lying on top of a tree, unmarked, but unmistakably dead.

"Linli! Nooooooooooo!" She shouted frantically. She noticed Harry had sped up, and she said, "No! We have to go back! Please!" But Harry ignored her.

"Harry! What's going on? What happened to Linli? Why can't we go back? Why aren't you answering me!?" Elya said angrily.

"Voldemort," Harry said simply, obviously trying to steer them out of harms way, and concentrating very hard. Elya kept her mouth shut. She knew that Harry would explain to her when they go into safer territory. And then he would bring Linli back to life. Wizards could do that, couldn't they? Her curiosity got the best of her, and she began talking again.

"Harry, you can bring her back to life, right? I mean, after we get into safe grounds, you can bring her back, can't you?

"No," Harry said. "I'm sorry, but I can't. We'll both just have to get moving as fast as possible, so that neither of us gets killed. We'll both live through this, I won't let either of us die." He seemed very determined about this, so Elya stopped speaking, and started crying quietly.