Disclaimer: All JK characters are just that, JK's. The ides is mine, and so is Liza Beauton
A/N Please read and review. I like fire and water. So do both .. . . Thanks a ton
Chapter 2: The new girl
Harry shook his head. He was walking up and down the corridors deep in thought. The train was lumbering along, but he had to clear his head before he could fo anything else. It was unreal. He stepped into an empty compartment and sat down thoughtfully. This was so weird. Suddenly he was pulled put of his thoughts by a soft whimper. He jerked his head up, and found himself staring into the pretty yet red rimmed eyes of Cho.
"Cho?" he asked softly. "Are you alright?" Cho had been staring at him carefully.
"Oh, Harry. I feel like such a jerk sitting here alone crying my eyes out. But I can't. Cedric and I were so close. How can I not feel this way? And I do like other 'people'. A lot." Here she blushed deeply. "But I just am so scared. What if they come after me because Cedric didn't tell them something that they think I know. But I don't know anything. Nothing! And you? You asked me out to the ball. I. . . I would've said yes, just he asked me first. Even though he was my boyfriend officially, I didn't feel tied to him. But we were close." Her voice trailed off. Harry looked at her carefully. She hadn't admitted she liked him. She just said she would've gone with him. He shook his head slowly. She wouldn't come out and tell him. But the least he could do was tell her what had really happened.
"I'll tell you if you want." He mumbled slowly. Her eyes pleaded with him to continue. "When we were in the maze, we both came to the cup together. I told him to take it, he told me. So we compromised and took it together. The cup was a portkey. It took us to a graveyard where Voldemort had wanted me, to take some of my blood, so he could get a body again. The only reason Cedric was killed was because he had come along. But it had nothing to do with HIM. And I feel so guilty for asking him to come along." Now Harry felt like crying. Cho moved a bit closer. She had stopped crying and was listening in horror. She patted Harry awkwardly. Suddenly, the door creaked open. A gorgeous girl, with big blue eyes and auburn hair, walked in. They jumped apart, and Harry looked at her curiously.
"Who are YOU?"He queried. She looked about their age, but what would a new girl be doing there in their 5th year?
"My name is Liza Beauton. My parents are aurors so we moved here in the summer to help out. I used to live in South America, and went to the Flemser Magical School for the Young. This year is gonna be my 5th year. What about you?" She had a soft sweet voice.
"My name is Cho Chang and this is Harry Potter. Welcome to Hogwarts. I'm sure you'll love it here. Maybe you'll be put in my house. I'm in Ravenclaw, and he's in Gryffindor. We're also 5th years."
Liza smiled at them. "Oh, thanks you guys. It'll be good to know someone in this school."
Harry grinned and told her to come along with him, he'd take her to his friends. He asked Cho if she wanted to come but she refused. She told him her friends were probably searching for her, so she'd better go.
"Thanks a ton Harry. You don't know how much I appreciate it." With that she turned and was gone. Harry and Liza strolled to his compartment. He pushed open the door and drawled, "Hey guys. This is Liza Beauton. She's from South America and moved here because her parents are aurors and were asked to help us British out here. She is in her 5th year too."
Hermione and Ron looked at her. Hermione smiled sweetly, but Ron goggled at her. Hermione giggled. The last time he had worn that look was when Fleur was there. Liza smiled at them both, as and announcement reverberated through the train.
" We will arrive in Hogwarts in 5 minutes time. Please make sure you are wearing your black school robes." Liza looked nervous but Ron spoke to her soothingly. Harry felt that familiar thrill of excitement run through him. He was going home. He glanced out of the compartment and almost freaked out as he saw that familiar face. What was Professor Lupin doing here?