They were a large group. Seven trunks and two owl cages were being lugged across a busy train station. The group finally came to a halt at a barrier. Then, in partners, each ran at the barrier until they were through it. The sign read "platform nine and three quarters." A scarlet steam engine awaited them.
"Do you have to sit with the perfects, Hermione?" asked Ron.
"Well, sort of. The sixth and seventh years have to tell us how to be one first. Then I'll see if I can sit with you," replied Hermione.
"What are they going to teach, you? How to yell at people? How to take a good bath?" Harry teased. He and Ron had been teasing her all summer.
"Listen, I'm really proud to be a perfect, okay? I have a big responsibility."
"Yeah. Now you can tell us off and get us in trouble!" Fred exclaimed.
"Shut up people. We have to get our stuff onto the train. Come on." Charlie had gotten a job at Hogwarts as care of magical creatures teacher while Hagrid was away. He led the group through the train until they found an empty car. Almost empty. A young girl, older than the seventh years but younger than Charlie was in a deep sleep.
But she was amazingly beautiful. She was wearing a short black robe with a low neck. She had dark hair and huge closed eyes. Charlie sat down next to her.
"I wonder who she is." said George.
"Well, she's either the new potions teacher or the defense against the dark arts teacher. Anyway, I don't know why you guys are gawking at her. She's nothing special." Hermione didn't like it when someone better looking than herself was in the same room with her.
Hermione had had the same reaction when Ron first saw Fleur Delacour, except Fleur didn't compare with this girl. "You're just jealous," said Harry.
"Jealous of what? I guess the only one in here with some sense is Charlie; I don't see him staring at her like a lunatic."
"Yeah, but he's getting married next year," protested Harry.
Deep down, Charlie really wanted to stare, too, but he couldn't, not with all these loudmouths who might just tell Margaret.
"Oh, who cares? I'm going to sit with the perfects. See you."
Hermione left the car along with Ginny. The boys started talking quidditch. Suddenly, the girl woke up. Charlie's eyes met hers.
Her eyes have too many secrets, thought Charlie. I'd never be very comfortable around her. Without thinking, he continued to stare. Then he realized how rude he was being. "So, what's your name?"
"Oh, sorry about that. I'm Victoria. Flamel." Victoria really liked the guy. He was a huge change after Voldemort. He extended his hand and she noticed he was really buff. She wanted to use her charms on him, but she would have to wait. There were too many other people around.
"I'm Charlie Weasley. So, are you teaching at Hogwarts?" The others were still talking quidditch and hadn't noticed her yet.
"Yeah. I'm the potions teacher while Snape is away. Who are they?" She motioned toward the others.
"Oh, them? The red-heads are my brothers. The twins are Fred and George and the other one's Ron. And the other kid is Harry."
"Harry?"
"Harry Potter. He's just with us right now,"
"So what years are you guys in?"
"Me and George are in seventh. By the way, I love your robes. Think they'd look good on me?"
Charlie gave Fred a warning look.
"YOu have to have good legs to look good in them."
"Well, you have great legs. And body." Charlie was starting to get annoyed by his brother.
"Thanks. So do you."
Fred and Victoria kept flirting and started to really hit it off. Charlie started to think marriage was a stupid idea. Victoria and Fred stood up and started toward the door.
"Where are you going?" asked Charlie.
"I'm just going to show her the bathroom."
Going to show her the bathroom, yeah right, Charlie thought. More like going to have a make out session. VIctoria hadn't said anything to ROn or Harry yet.
"She wasn't interested in us. She didn't even say anything about Harry." Ron thought it was really strange the girl hadn't said a word about Harry Potter. He was a little happy.
Victoria didn't know why she was with, Fred, but it sure made Charlie jealous. She liked making guys jealous. And Fred was pretty hot. They approached the bathroom. "So, is this it?"
"Yup. Nice isn't it?" Fred turned on the light.
"Yeah." They both stood there for a second. "Well, what are you waiting for? Close the damn door and turn out the lights!"
He obeyed blindly and they found each others lips and tasted each others' toungues. They were so absorbed in themselves that they didn't notice Hermione walk in on them.
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"Do you have to sit with the perfects, Hermione?" asked Ron.
"Well, sort of. The sixth and seventh years have to tell us how to be one first. Then I'll see if I can sit with you," replied Hermione.
"What are they going to teach, you? How to yell at people? How to take a good bath?" Harry teased. He and Ron had been teasing her all summer.
"Listen, I'm really proud to be a perfect, okay? I have a big responsibility."
"Yeah. Now you can tell us off and get us in trouble!" Fred exclaimed.
"Shut up people. We have to get our stuff onto the train. Come on." Charlie had gotten a job at Hogwarts as care of magical creatures teacher while Hagrid was away. He led the group through the train until they found an empty car. Almost empty. A young girl, older than the seventh years but younger than Charlie was in a deep sleep.
But she was amazingly beautiful. She was wearing a short black robe with a low neck. She had dark hair and huge closed eyes. Charlie sat down next to her.
"I wonder who she is." said George.
"Well, she's either the new potions teacher or the defense against the dark arts teacher. Anyway, I don't know why you guys are gawking at her. She's nothing special." Hermione didn't like it when someone better looking than herself was in the same room with her.
Hermione had had the same reaction when Ron first saw Fleur Delacour, except Fleur didn't compare with this girl. "You're just jealous," said Harry.
"Jealous of what? I guess the only one in here with some sense is Charlie; I don't see him staring at her like a lunatic."
"Yeah, but he's getting married next year," protested Harry.
Deep down, Charlie really wanted to stare, too, but he couldn't, not with all these loudmouths who might just tell Margaret.
"Oh, who cares? I'm going to sit with the perfects. See you."
Hermione left the car along with Ginny. The boys started talking quidditch. Suddenly, the girl woke up. Charlie's eyes met hers.
Her eyes have too many secrets, thought Charlie. I'd never be very comfortable around her. Without thinking, he continued to stare. Then he realized how rude he was being. "So, what's your name?"
"Oh, sorry about that. I'm Victoria. Flamel." Victoria really liked the guy. He was a huge change after Voldemort. He extended his hand and she noticed he was really buff. She wanted to use her charms on him, but she would have to wait. There were too many other people around.
"I'm Charlie Weasley. So, are you teaching at Hogwarts?" The others were still talking quidditch and hadn't noticed her yet.
"Yeah. I'm the potions teacher while Snape is away. Who are they?" She motioned toward the others.
"Oh, them? The red-heads are my brothers. The twins are Fred and George and the other one's Ron. And the other kid is Harry."
"Harry?"
"Harry Potter. He's just with us right now,"
"So what years are you guys in?"
"Me and George are in seventh. By the way, I love your robes. Think they'd look good on me?"
Charlie gave Fred a warning look.
"YOu have to have good legs to look good in them."
"Well, you have great legs. And body." Charlie was starting to get annoyed by his brother.
"Thanks. So do you."
Fred and Victoria kept flirting and started to really hit it off. Charlie started to think marriage was a stupid idea. Victoria and Fred stood up and started toward the door.
"Where are you going?" asked Charlie.
"I'm just going to show her the bathroom."
Going to show her the bathroom, yeah right, Charlie thought. More like going to have a make out session. VIctoria hadn't said anything to ROn or Harry yet.
"She wasn't interested in us. She didn't even say anything about Harry." Ron thought it was really strange the girl hadn't said a word about Harry Potter. He was a little happy.
Victoria didn't know why she was with, Fred, but it sure made Charlie jealous. She liked making guys jealous. And Fred was pretty hot. They approached the bathroom. "So, is this it?"
"Yup. Nice isn't it?" Fred turned on the light.
"Yeah." They both stood there for a second. "Well, what are you waiting for? Close the damn door and turn out the lights!"
He obeyed blindly and they found each others lips and tasted each others' toungues. They were so absorbed in themselves that they didn't notice Hermione walk in on them.
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