Ye Olde Disclaimer: Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone, Rurouni Kenshin names, etc. don't belong to me... yes, I am consciously aware of this, and yes, I swear that I am not making any money off of this story (at least not that I am aware of anywho). I don't have anything right now that you can take, anyways... Also, a lot of this is word-for-word, that is all J.K. Rowling's so I give her props.
Trinity Ferrell and the Heart of Darkness
First Year at Hogwarts
Chapter Two- Afternoon in Diagon Alley
"I still can't believe it," Howie smiled. "This is great! I'm so happy that I get to go to Hogwarts with you!"
"Yeah me too!" Trinity agreed. "Our first year at Hogwarts."
"I'm so glad that I don't have to go to school this year... er, you know what I mean," Howie said softly, blushing.
Trinity nodded. Like herself, Howie was ostracized by their classmates. Dudley Dursley targetted him after Howie's parents got him the new Nintendo 64 before he did, and so everyone avoided him. Nobody stood up against a bully like Dudley. She often felt sorry for Dudley's brother Harry.
It had been a week since they got their letters, and a long one at that. Despite her promise to take them to Diagon Alley, Colette couldn't take Trent and had to wait for a day when Nikolas was off work. Finally, that day had arrived. "You sure you don't want to go to Diagon Alley, Dad?" Trinity asked.
"Oh, that's okay," he smiled weakly, holding Trent. "I've been there plenty of times before, really. And someone needs to watch Trent. I don't mind dealing with a bouncy two-year-old after dealing with Dursley all week long." He paused with a sigh, making a disgusted face. "He had us working double overtime."
"Alright," Colette walked into the livingroom. "Let's get going guys. Howie, I thought Kevin was coming with us?"
"He is," Howie said, "but he's anti-social as always. He's waiting outside."
"Okay, then, that's everyone," Colette kissed Nikolas and Trent quickly, then ushered Trinity and Howie to the door. "We'll be back later, dear. Around dinner time if we can drag Celeste out of the Quality Quidditch Supply Shop."
"Have fun," Nikolas said, and Trinity could sense a longing in her father's voice. "See you later."
They headed out the door, almost knocking into Kevin, who was sitting on the porch step with a dreary look on his face. Trinity didn't know Kevin that well, because of him supposedly going to "military school" he was gone most of the year. Before he was going to Hogwarts, though, he didn't spend much time around Howie anyways. Howie only knew that his older brother really loved dragons, and owned an iguana named Ikirus. Howie once told her that he thought the only reason Kevin probably wanted a dragon was to feed him to it. Kevin was a handsome 14 year old, your typical tall, dark and handsome. His eyes, unlike Howie's, were a vibrant green, but he had the same dark brown hair that Howie had, cut short. "Ready to go, Kevin?" Colette asked.
"Yes, Mrs. Ferrell." He answered, and that was all he said until they got to Diagon Alley.
Soon enough Trinity and Howie were gazing in awe of all the wonderful sights Diagon Alley had to offer. Trinity had been here many times before with her mother and sister, but her father was never really into shopping in either the Muggle or Magic Realms. Each visit always was a new experience, though, because nothing ever was the same on the streets of Diagon Alley.
"Oh! I'll meet you later like usual!" Celeste said, then sprinted over to the Quality Quidditch Supply Shop.
"Wait! You have to get your school supplies too, Celeste! Ooh! That girl and her Quidditch!" Colette sighed, then turned to Trinity. "You know this place well enough, dear. We'll meet at the Quality Quidditch Shop in a hour. We'll probably still be on the racing broomsticks aisle anyways. And don't forget to pick out a good pet! I remember my first owl..." She sighed, then took off after Celeste, who was already inside the shop admiring the Nimbus 2000.
Kevin groaned. "I'm not hanging around and babysitting you guys. You two can take care of yourselves, anyways. Just don't break anything. See ya later." With that, Kevin headed off into the crowd.
"That's okay. We'll be fine without him," Trinity said. "I've been coming here since I was little, I know this area like the back of my hand."
The two friends made their way through the bustling street, headed first to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions where they picked up their school uniforms. Everywhere they went people were whispering.
"Did you see him?"
"No! He was here?"
"The boy who lived?! Here?!?!"
The same whispers followed as they went to Flourish and Blotts to pick up their text books, and in every other store they went to. After leaving Ollivanders the two friends headed over to the Quidditch Shop.
"What exactly is Quidditch anyways?" Howie asked her, blushing. "I've been meaning to ask you."
"Oh! If you want to know anything about Quidditch, ask Celeste. She'll rattle on for about four or five hours," Trinity laughed. "Unless you ask her about tactics. That'll take an eternity. Basically, it's a wizard sport played on brooms, similar to Muggle soccer." She explained the basics so her friend would avoid a Celeste Quidditch Lecture.
"Sounds fun," said Howie after she finished. "Who knows? Maybe I'll try it out."
"Trinity Ferrell! What a nice surprise!" A familiar voice chirped from behind.
Trinity spun around. "Oh! Hi Draco!"
Draco Malfoy smiled. "You get accepted to Hogwarts, Trinity?"
"If she's Nikolas Ferrell's daughter she has," Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father said. "It is good to see Hogwarts still has some sort of standards, enrolling a good pure blood like yourself, Trinity. Speaking of which, how is your mother? Oh, wait- I see her over there. Good to see you, Trinity. I must have a word with your mother, though, it's been ages since I've last seen her." Lucius headed over to Colette, who was pulling Celeste away from the expensive collector's addition official racing brooms.
"So, who's your friend?" Draco asked Trinity.
"Oh! That's right, I forgot that you haven't met before," Trinity smiled, putting an arm around Howie's shoulder. "Draco, this is my best friend Howie. He's going to Hogwarts, too. Howie, this is Draco."
"Hi," Howie said politely, sticking out his hand. "Nice to meet you."
Draco eyed him strangely, hesitated, then shook his hand. "Same here. So what family are you from, Howie?"
"Sano," he said. "Why?"
Draco hid a smirk. "Oh... no reason. So, have you heard about all of this Harry Potter nonsense? They say he is starting at Hogwarts this year too."
"Harry Who?" Trinity and Howie asked simultaneously.
Draco almost choked in surprise, but also grinned. "He thinks he's so great because he's a celebrity, but he's really rotten in person they say. Quite stuck up if you ask me. All this fuss over a little scar on his forehead. The fads peoople create these days."
"I've never heard of... Harry Potter," Trinity said, wracking her brain trying to think if she had heard about him before or not.
"Really? Well let me tell you the only reason he's famous is the sheer luck that he was the only one to survive an attack by He-"
"Draco!" Lucius Malfoy's voice interrupted Draco. "Let's go! We need to find your mother! So nice to see you, Colette. Tell Nikolas I send my regards."
"See you at Hogwarts, Trinity," Draco said, then followed his father out the door.
Howie sighed. "I get the feeling he doesn't like me much."
"Don't worry. Draco's just... shy," Trinity said, "He's a nice guy, really. His family descends a long line of wizards and witches like mine, and my dad's a friend of his father's."
"Oh."
"Alright kids! I managed to talk Celeste out of this store, and I don't know how long this mood will last so let's get to the Magical Managerie and pick your pets." Colette said. "Hey, where's Kevin? He go off by himself?"
"Yeah, he knows his way around. Besides, he probably will be there picking up food for Ikirus," Howie said. "That iguana goes through more food than our entire family."
Sure enough as soon as they walked into the Managerie, they saw Kevin with a large bag of iguana feed in his arms, staring longingly at pictures of dragons along the wall.
Trinity walked over to the aviary section, filled with hundreds of different birds. One tiny screech owl caught her eye, though. It was curled up, hooting softly in its cage, jet black colored except for a few light gray speckles on its belly. She walked over to its cage, and the tiny owl opened its large, round eyes. They were a beautiful amber color, and the owl hooted and hopped over to get a closer look at Trinity. "Hi, I'm Trinity," she told the owl, who hooted in response.
"She must like you," Colette said. "She reminds me of my owl, Midnight... he chose me, too."
Trinity looked up, and she saw Howie a little further down the aisle, talking quietly to a reddish brown hawk.
They soon left the Magical Managerie, Trinity with her screech owl and Howie with his hawk. "What should we name them?" Trinity asked Howie. "They should have names that mean something to us and our friendship."
"How about we name them after anime characters? We both like anime," Howie suggested.
"But... we like so much..." Trinity thought. "Well, who do they remind you of?"
Howie looked at his hawk, who was perched on his shoulder until they left Diagon Alley. "He has a light colored marking on the side of his head that kinda looks like Kenshin's mark in Rurouni Kenshin..."
"Hey! That's a great idea, Howie!" Trinity grinned. "My owl is the color of Kaoru's hair, so I shall name her Kaoru."
"And my hawk is Kenshin," Howie said, and the hawk nipped his ear gently in agreement.
They laughed, and put their new friends into their cages. Colette was dragging Celeste past the Quidditch Shop as they left. "Gosh, no wonder your father doesn't like shopping here," she said. "It's much easier to deal with Trent than to pry you away from your Quidditch."
Trinity Ferrell and the Heart of Darkness
First Year at Hogwarts
Chapter Two- Afternoon in Diagon Alley
"I still can't believe it," Howie smiled. "This is great! I'm so happy that I get to go to Hogwarts with you!"
"Yeah me too!" Trinity agreed. "Our first year at Hogwarts."
"I'm so glad that I don't have to go to school this year... er, you know what I mean," Howie said softly, blushing.
Trinity nodded. Like herself, Howie was ostracized by their classmates. Dudley Dursley targetted him after Howie's parents got him the new Nintendo 64 before he did, and so everyone avoided him. Nobody stood up against a bully like Dudley. She often felt sorry for Dudley's brother Harry.
It had been a week since they got their letters, and a long one at that. Despite her promise to take them to Diagon Alley, Colette couldn't take Trent and had to wait for a day when Nikolas was off work. Finally, that day had arrived. "You sure you don't want to go to Diagon Alley, Dad?" Trinity asked.
"Oh, that's okay," he smiled weakly, holding Trent. "I've been there plenty of times before, really. And someone needs to watch Trent. I don't mind dealing with a bouncy two-year-old after dealing with Dursley all week long." He paused with a sigh, making a disgusted face. "He had us working double overtime."
"Alright," Colette walked into the livingroom. "Let's get going guys. Howie, I thought Kevin was coming with us?"
"He is," Howie said, "but he's anti-social as always. He's waiting outside."
"Okay, then, that's everyone," Colette kissed Nikolas and Trent quickly, then ushered Trinity and Howie to the door. "We'll be back later, dear. Around dinner time if we can drag Celeste out of the Quality Quidditch Supply Shop."
"Have fun," Nikolas said, and Trinity could sense a longing in her father's voice. "See you later."
They headed out the door, almost knocking into Kevin, who was sitting on the porch step with a dreary look on his face. Trinity didn't know Kevin that well, because of him supposedly going to "military school" he was gone most of the year. Before he was going to Hogwarts, though, he didn't spend much time around Howie anyways. Howie only knew that his older brother really loved dragons, and owned an iguana named Ikirus. Howie once told her that he thought the only reason Kevin probably wanted a dragon was to feed him to it. Kevin was a handsome 14 year old, your typical tall, dark and handsome. His eyes, unlike Howie's, were a vibrant green, but he had the same dark brown hair that Howie had, cut short. "Ready to go, Kevin?" Colette asked.
"Yes, Mrs. Ferrell." He answered, and that was all he said until they got to Diagon Alley.
Soon enough Trinity and Howie were gazing in awe of all the wonderful sights Diagon Alley had to offer. Trinity had been here many times before with her mother and sister, but her father was never really into shopping in either the Muggle or Magic Realms. Each visit always was a new experience, though, because nothing ever was the same on the streets of Diagon Alley.
"Oh! I'll meet you later like usual!" Celeste said, then sprinted over to the Quality Quidditch Supply Shop.
"Wait! You have to get your school supplies too, Celeste! Ooh! That girl and her Quidditch!" Colette sighed, then turned to Trinity. "You know this place well enough, dear. We'll meet at the Quality Quidditch Shop in a hour. We'll probably still be on the racing broomsticks aisle anyways. And don't forget to pick out a good pet! I remember my first owl..." She sighed, then took off after Celeste, who was already inside the shop admiring the Nimbus 2000.
Kevin groaned. "I'm not hanging around and babysitting you guys. You two can take care of yourselves, anyways. Just don't break anything. See ya later." With that, Kevin headed off into the crowd.
"That's okay. We'll be fine without him," Trinity said. "I've been coming here since I was little, I know this area like the back of my hand."
The two friends made their way through the bustling street, headed first to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions where they picked up their school uniforms. Everywhere they went people were whispering.
"Did you see him?"
"No! He was here?"
"The boy who lived?! Here?!?!"
The same whispers followed as they went to Flourish and Blotts to pick up their text books, and in every other store they went to. After leaving Ollivanders the two friends headed over to the Quidditch Shop.
"What exactly is Quidditch anyways?" Howie asked her, blushing. "I've been meaning to ask you."
"Oh! If you want to know anything about Quidditch, ask Celeste. She'll rattle on for about four or five hours," Trinity laughed. "Unless you ask her about tactics. That'll take an eternity. Basically, it's a wizard sport played on brooms, similar to Muggle soccer." She explained the basics so her friend would avoid a Celeste Quidditch Lecture.
"Sounds fun," said Howie after she finished. "Who knows? Maybe I'll try it out."
"Trinity Ferrell! What a nice surprise!" A familiar voice chirped from behind.
Trinity spun around. "Oh! Hi Draco!"
Draco Malfoy smiled. "You get accepted to Hogwarts, Trinity?"
"If she's Nikolas Ferrell's daughter she has," Lucius Malfoy, Draco's father said. "It is good to see Hogwarts still has some sort of standards, enrolling a good pure blood like yourself, Trinity. Speaking of which, how is your mother? Oh, wait- I see her over there. Good to see you, Trinity. I must have a word with your mother, though, it's been ages since I've last seen her." Lucius headed over to Colette, who was pulling Celeste away from the expensive collector's addition official racing brooms.
"So, who's your friend?" Draco asked Trinity.
"Oh! That's right, I forgot that you haven't met before," Trinity smiled, putting an arm around Howie's shoulder. "Draco, this is my best friend Howie. He's going to Hogwarts, too. Howie, this is Draco."
"Hi," Howie said politely, sticking out his hand. "Nice to meet you."
Draco eyed him strangely, hesitated, then shook his hand. "Same here. So what family are you from, Howie?"
"Sano," he said. "Why?"
Draco hid a smirk. "Oh... no reason. So, have you heard about all of this Harry Potter nonsense? They say he is starting at Hogwarts this year too."
"Harry Who?" Trinity and Howie asked simultaneously.
Draco almost choked in surprise, but also grinned. "He thinks he's so great because he's a celebrity, but he's really rotten in person they say. Quite stuck up if you ask me. All this fuss over a little scar on his forehead. The fads peoople create these days."
"I've never heard of... Harry Potter," Trinity said, wracking her brain trying to think if she had heard about him before or not.
"Really? Well let me tell you the only reason he's famous is the sheer luck that he was the only one to survive an attack by He-"
"Draco!" Lucius Malfoy's voice interrupted Draco. "Let's go! We need to find your mother! So nice to see you, Colette. Tell Nikolas I send my regards."
"See you at Hogwarts, Trinity," Draco said, then followed his father out the door.
Howie sighed. "I get the feeling he doesn't like me much."
"Don't worry. Draco's just... shy," Trinity said, "He's a nice guy, really. His family descends a long line of wizards and witches like mine, and my dad's a friend of his father's."
"Oh."
"Alright kids! I managed to talk Celeste out of this store, and I don't know how long this mood will last so let's get to the Magical Managerie and pick your pets." Colette said. "Hey, where's Kevin? He go off by himself?"
"Yeah, he knows his way around. Besides, he probably will be there picking up food for Ikirus," Howie said. "That iguana goes through more food than our entire family."
Sure enough as soon as they walked into the Managerie, they saw Kevin with a large bag of iguana feed in his arms, staring longingly at pictures of dragons along the wall.
Trinity walked over to the aviary section, filled with hundreds of different birds. One tiny screech owl caught her eye, though. It was curled up, hooting softly in its cage, jet black colored except for a few light gray speckles on its belly. She walked over to its cage, and the tiny owl opened its large, round eyes. They were a beautiful amber color, and the owl hooted and hopped over to get a closer look at Trinity. "Hi, I'm Trinity," she told the owl, who hooted in response.
"She must like you," Colette said. "She reminds me of my owl, Midnight... he chose me, too."
Trinity looked up, and she saw Howie a little further down the aisle, talking quietly to a reddish brown hawk.
They soon left the Magical Managerie, Trinity with her screech owl and Howie with his hawk. "What should we name them?" Trinity asked Howie. "They should have names that mean something to us and our friendship."
"How about we name them after anime characters? We both like anime," Howie suggested.
"But... we like so much..." Trinity thought. "Well, who do they remind you of?"
Howie looked at his hawk, who was perched on his shoulder until they left Diagon Alley. "He has a light colored marking on the side of his head that kinda looks like Kenshin's mark in Rurouni Kenshin..."
"Hey! That's a great idea, Howie!" Trinity grinned. "My owl is the color of Kaoru's hair, so I shall name her Kaoru."
"And my hawk is Kenshin," Howie said, and the hawk nipped his ear gently in agreement.
They laughed, and put their new friends into their cages. Colette was dragging Celeste past the Quidditch Shop as they left. "Gosh, no wonder your father doesn't like shopping here," she said. "It's much easier to deal with Trent than to pry you away from your Quidditch."