"So, Alex, which school did you go to before?" Hermione asks. She's
become a lot nicer towards me since we left the station, and I have to
wonder if it's because I can't flirt with Harry as easily.
"Pearlwand," I say to her, looking at Harry flirtily out the corner of my eye. I notice he's been looking at me out of the corner of his, too. I bat my eyelashes at him and he grins, and then goes back to talking with Ron.
"Really?" Hermione seems excited and thankfully doesn't notice my flirting. "I heard you have a fascinating history there!"
"Yes, we do." I smile. I was used to talking about the history of Pearlwand. "We had a muggle/wizard battle there in 1645, and a half- blood/pure-blood battle there about 100 years ago. Our ghosts are extremely cultured in these respects."
Hermione nods in approval of my knowledge. "Do you recall the amount of casualties in the mêlées?"
"Not exactly, but I believe there were about 5,000 in the muggle fight, and 2,500 in the half/pure fight."
"Hmm," Hermione says, nodding. She seems rather intrigued, and I assume she loves learning. I've gotten that impression of her, at any rate.
A woman with a cart of bonbons opens the velvet screen that creates our private compartment. I empty my pockets and purchase 9 chocolate frogs, 8 bags of Bertie Bott's, and countless other candies. After ripping open a bag of Bertie Bott's and taking a white one that looked like coconut or vanilla, I found it was salt water. I spit the flavour out of my mouth, but I can't get it all out. I decide I should go get a drink of water to flush the taste out. Getting up, I realize I don't know where it is at all.
"Um, where would the water fountain be?" I ask my friends.
"Here, I'll help you. Bad flavoured bean?" He gets up from his seat.
"Yeah. We'll be back in a second!" I say to Hermione and Ron. As we shut the curtain, I swear I hear Ron saying 'like hell they will'.
We walk down the velvety-carpeted halls of the train. We go into another part of the train and I see a gold water fountain. I go up to it and try to take a drink, but the water spurts into my face. "Spelled, I take it." I say, wiping the cold wetness of my face.
Harry laughs, and I notice him leaning against the wall next to me. "You have to ask for it," He chuckles. "Haven't you heard of being polite?"
I smirk at him and ask for a drink. The water flows calmly out, clear and smooth. I quench my thirst and wash most of the salty taste out of my mouth. Harry still leans next to me. "What flavour do you think I got?" I ask him, moving in front of him.
He smiles widely. "Does this mean I get to find out?" He asks. I again notice his muscles. He grins and moves me lightly against the wall, leaning towards me. I feel my instincts panicking, but I try to contain my fear. As his lips descend onto mine, I feel his hard muscular chest. I pull away, the gut feeling of terror overcoming my bliss.
Harry looks at me strangely, and I detect hurt in his shining green eyes. He looks at the floor, and then my legs. He notices the whip marks, and I lose myself again. Olivia forgot to spell them away! I run, the only thing I can think of doing that makes any sense.
I get into the main part of the train and run into the first compartment I can see. A man sits in there, with two other musclemen. I notice there's a seat open and thank God. "Can I sit here for a while?" I ask him.
He nods and motions for the two bulky guys to move. The open seat is now next to him. I notice he is also attractive, but not in the same way as Harry. His white-blond hair falls in front of his light eyes, and his tan skin sets it all off. He's well-built, too, but…also, different from Harry. I can't place it. "I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy," He offers.
"Alex Starre," I say. "I like your name, it's very original." Again, trying to be polite. I'm actually trying to contain a giggle.
"First-year?" He asks, sizing me up. I want to slap him for his wandering eyes, but manners are drilled into me.
"Fifth." I say.
"Me, too. I haven't seen you around," He says, again letting his eyes wander over my body. I suddenly wish Harry was here to protect me.
"This is my first year at Hogwarts." I tell him curtly, squirming in my seat.
"Really," He says. "Need someone to show you the ropes?" He moves closer to me.
"No, I'll be quite fine, thank you."
"Yeah, you're fine, alright." He says, still moving closer to me. I press myself against the wall. He keeps moving closer, and finally presses me against the wall. The two bulky guys I saw before pin my arms against the wall. He kisses me roughly, and I try to kick him, but I can't.
When he goes out for air, I shout. "Harry!" I scream.
I hear running footsteps, and the two guys go back to their seats. Draco glowers. The curtain opens, and I hear Harry's voice, but I'm not sure what he says. The cuts on my body from being shoved against the wall before re-opened when Draco hurt me, and I'm slowly drifting away. I hear a punch, and then caring hands lifting me up. Then I slide into oblivion.
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A.N.: I'm sorry this chapter is short, but I have to work. Thank you to Phoenix SilverWind and Alex Lunaris for your reviews!!!!!!!!!!!!! Reviews are an author's best friend, remember!
"Pearlwand," I say to her, looking at Harry flirtily out the corner of my eye. I notice he's been looking at me out of the corner of his, too. I bat my eyelashes at him and he grins, and then goes back to talking with Ron.
"Really?" Hermione seems excited and thankfully doesn't notice my flirting. "I heard you have a fascinating history there!"
"Yes, we do." I smile. I was used to talking about the history of Pearlwand. "We had a muggle/wizard battle there in 1645, and a half- blood/pure-blood battle there about 100 years ago. Our ghosts are extremely cultured in these respects."
Hermione nods in approval of my knowledge. "Do you recall the amount of casualties in the mêlées?"
"Not exactly, but I believe there were about 5,000 in the muggle fight, and 2,500 in the half/pure fight."
"Hmm," Hermione says, nodding. She seems rather intrigued, and I assume she loves learning. I've gotten that impression of her, at any rate.
A woman with a cart of bonbons opens the velvet screen that creates our private compartment. I empty my pockets and purchase 9 chocolate frogs, 8 bags of Bertie Bott's, and countless other candies. After ripping open a bag of Bertie Bott's and taking a white one that looked like coconut or vanilla, I found it was salt water. I spit the flavour out of my mouth, but I can't get it all out. I decide I should go get a drink of water to flush the taste out. Getting up, I realize I don't know where it is at all.
"Um, where would the water fountain be?" I ask my friends.
"Here, I'll help you. Bad flavoured bean?" He gets up from his seat.
"Yeah. We'll be back in a second!" I say to Hermione and Ron. As we shut the curtain, I swear I hear Ron saying 'like hell they will'.
We walk down the velvety-carpeted halls of the train. We go into another part of the train and I see a gold water fountain. I go up to it and try to take a drink, but the water spurts into my face. "Spelled, I take it." I say, wiping the cold wetness of my face.
Harry laughs, and I notice him leaning against the wall next to me. "You have to ask for it," He chuckles. "Haven't you heard of being polite?"
I smirk at him and ask for a drink. The water flows calmly out, clear and smooth. I quench my thirst and wash most of the salty taste out of my mouth. Harry still leans next to me. "What flavour do you think I got?" I ask him, moving in front of him.
He smiles widely. "Does this mean I get to find out?" He asks. I again notice his muscles. He grins and moves me lightly against the wall, leaning towards me. I feel my instincts panicking, but I try to contain my fear. As his lips descend onto mine, I feel his hard muscular chest. I pull away, the gut feeling of terror overcoming my bliss.
Harry looks at me strangely, and I detect hurt in his shining green eyes. He looks at the floor, and then my legs. He notices the whip marks, and I lose myself again. Olivia forgot to spell them away! I run, the only thing I can think of doing that makes any sense.
I get into the main part of the train and run into the first compartment I can see. A man sits in there, with two other musclemen. I notice there's a seat open and thank God. "Can I sit here for a while?" I ask him.
He nods and motions for the two bulky guys to move. The open seat is now next to him. I notice he is also attractive, but not in the same way as Harry. His white-blond hair falls in front of his light eyes, and his tan skin sets it all off. He's well-built, too, but…also, different from Harry. I can't place it. "I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy," He offers.
"Alex Starre," I say. "I like your name, it's very original." Again, trying to be polite. I'm actually trying to contain a giggle.
"First-year?" He asks, sizing me up. I want to slap him for his wandering eyes, but manners are drilled into me.
"Fifth." I say.
"Me, too. I haven't seen you around," He says, again letting his eyes wander over my body. I suddenly wish Harry was here to protect me.
"This is my first year at Hogwarts." I tell him curtly, squirming in my seat.
"Really," He says. "Need someone to show you the ropes?" He moves closer to me.
"No, I'll be quite fine, thank you."
"Yeah, you're fine, alright." He says, still moving closer to me. I press myself against the wall. He keeps moving closer, and finally presses me against the wall. The two bulky guys I saw before pin my arms against the wall. He kisses me roughly, and I try to kick him, but I can't.
When he goes out for air, I shout. "Harry!" I scream.
I hear running footsteps, and the two guys go back to their seats. Draco glowers. The curtain opens, and I hear Harry's voice, but I'm not sure what he says. The cuts on my body from being shoved against the wall before re-opened when Draco hurt me, and I'm slowly drifting away. I hear a punch, and then caring hands lifting me up. Then I slide into oblivion.
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A.N.: I'm sorry this chapter is short, but I have to work. Thank you to Phoenix SilverWind and Alex Lunaris for your reviews!!!!!!!!!!!!! Reviews are an author's best friend, remember!