I know this type of story has been done many times before and i'm not the first but i've had this idea for awhile and thought i'd finally put pen on paper and write it. Well here goes...and i don't own Harry Potter etc.
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It was the first of September, I was meeting my friends at Kings Cross Station, at 10:30am and had just arrived (the train had been delayed and now it was 10:55am.) I couldn't wait to see my friends. Diane and Isobel had moved to Australia and were visiting and as for Rachel, well, she moved to study here in London.
I got off the train. The platform was full of people, more than I had expected. I looked around for them, and sure enough, there they all stood, by the barrier between 9 and 10. I approached them and we all stood and smiled. We didn't know what to say. I was about to open my mouth to speak when suddenly I felt a push from behind and fell straight onto, no, into the solid wall! Before I knew what had happened, I found myself on another platform, which did NOT connect to either 9 or 10!
I read the sign above my head and my mouth fell open in shock. "Platform 9 and three quarters" it said. "Hogwarts Express". Oh my god!
"Arthur!" I heard a plump woman calling. A red headed man beside a boy who looked strangely familiar, answered. Together they hurried the young boy of about 15 onto the train, which read "Hogwarts Express". The train looked like it was about to start. I began to walk towards the train, totally confused about this whole thing! Was I dreaming?
Before I had time to nip my cheek or protest, I was hurried onto the train by a man who dressed in...robes? Weird! I boarded the train, well, was forced onto the train and the door was shut in my face. I tried to ask questions but the train suddenly started and I hit the ground from the train's sudden movement.
Well, now that I was on the train and it had started, there was nothing I could do. I went to look for a free compartment. Maybe I'd find someone who could sort me out or at least tell where this train stopped!
As we moved, the sky began to darken, quite quicker than normal. Anyhow, I needed to sit somewhere! I reached the last compartment of the train as the rest seemed full up. I held the handle to the door when the lights suddenly dimmed and the train came to a stop. The compartment door flew open and I ended up falling through, landing on top of a heap of people.
"Sorry! I'm soo sorry!" I repeated.
"Who's that?" came a voice.
"Ginny?"
"Hermione?"
By the sound of things there was at least 3 to 4 people in here.
"Is there a light in here?" I asked. A reply came, though not what I'd expected.
"Lumos" and the room was lit by a... stick? ^_^' Anyway, in the compartment there were two girls and two boys. They all looked around 15 yrs old.
"Who are you?" Said the boy with seriously red hair (and I MEAN red hair!)
"I'm Andrea Shields and you are?" They introduced themselves. Mr RED head was Ron Weasley, the red headed girl was his younger sister, Ginny, the girl with the bushy hair was Hermione Granger and the last boy, who I'd seen earlier was Harry Potter (this boy had some sort of scar on his forehead. Like a bolt of lightning!)
"Which house are you in? I've never seen you before." said Hermione, she was the one with the stick.
"I'm in Horncop." At that they all glared at me with puzzled looks. "I don't come to school here." I added quickly.
"Then what are you doing here? You're a wizard right?" she questioned me.
"Wizard? I'm not a wizard. Are you?" I asked I chuckled as I thought this was some sort of joke. But I must have said something wrong. They all looked worried. I began to explain how I got here in the first place.
"Well, you see," I began to explain, "I was meeting my friends at Kings Cross Station and then I got pushed into, no that's not possible...I was pushed onto the barrier between 9 and 10 and ended up here."
"So, you're not a Hogwart's Student then?" asked Ron.
"Never heard of it." At that point they all looked from one to the other and finally back to me. Although they were less confused, their worry was still there. Hermione, (did most of the talking) said that their headmaster would probably send me back with a memory spell. I was gonna ask what exactly that meant when the lights returned and the compartment door opened. Everyone stood up. In came three boys. Two very very very ugly boys and one who looked quite fine but the bleach blonde hair didn't do too well against his pale complexion! He was the first to say something.
"Well well Potter!" he smirked
"What d'you want now Malfoy" said Ron who seemed ready to pounce on this Malfoy if he moved in any further. Malfoy surveyed the room and the people, finally stopping at me. His smirk disappeared and he looked at me, as though he were scared. Everyone was silent. I had to break the silence.
"You're Malfoy right? Hi, I'm Andrea! So, what kind of name is Malfoy anyway?" I chuckled again at myself and I held out my hand but instead of taking it, he backed out and left. I turned around to face the others, hoping for a reason for his behaviour but they just shrugged.
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It was the first of September, I was meeting my friends at Kings Cross Station, at 10:30am and had just arrived (the train had been delayed and now it was 10:55am.) I couldn't wait to see my friends. Diane and Isobel had moved to Australia and were visiting and as for Rachel, well, she moved to study here in London.
I got off the train. The platform was full of people, more than I had expected. I looked around for them, and sure enough, there they all stood, by the barrier between 9 and 10. I approached them and we all stood and smiled. We didn't know what to say. I was about to open my mouth to speak when suddenly I felt a push from behind and fell straight onto, no, into the solid wall! Before I knew what had happened, I found myself on another platform, which did NOT connect to either 9 or 10!
I read the sign above my head and my mouth fell open in shock. "Platform 9 and three quarters" it said. "Hogwarts Express". Oh my god!
"Arthur!" I heard a plump woman calling. A red headed man beside a boy who looked strangely familiar, answered. Together they hurried the young boy of about 15 onto the train, which read "Hogwarts Express". The train looked like it was about to start. I began to walk towards the train, totally confused about this whole thing! Was I dreaming?
Before I had time to nip my cheek or protest, I was hurried onto the train by a man who dressed in...robes? Weird! I boarded the train, well, was forced onto the train and the door was shut in my face. I tried to ask questions but the train suddenly started and I hit the ground from the train's sudden movement.
Well, now that I was on the train and it had started, there was nothing I could do. I went to look for a free compartment. Maybe I'd find someone who could sort me out or at least tell where this train stopped!
As we moved, the sky began to darken, quite quicker than normal. Anyhow, I needed to sit somewhere! I reached the last compartment of the train as the rest seemed full up. I held the handle to the door when the lights suddenly dimmed and the train came to a stop. The compartment door flew open and I ended up falling through, landing on top of a heap of people.
"Sorry! I'm soo sorry!" I repeated.
"Who's that?" came a voice.
"Ginny?"
"Hermione?"
By the sound of things there was at least 3 to 4 people in here.
"Is there a light in here?" I asked. A reply came, though not what I'd expected.
"Lumos" and the room was lit by a... stick? ^_^' Anyway, in the compartment there were two girls and two boys. They all looked around 15 yrs old.
"Who are you?" Said the boy with seriously red hair (and I MEAN red hair!)
"I'm Andrea Shields and you are?" They introduced themselves. Mr RED head was Ron Weasley, the red headed girl was his younger sister, Ginny, the girl with the bushy hair was Hermione Granger and the last boy, who I'd seen earlier was Harry Potter (this boy had some sort of scar on his forehead. Like a bolt of lightning!)
"Which house are you in? I've never seen you before." said Hermione, she was the one with the stick.
"I'm in Horncop." At that they all glared at me with puzzled looks. "I don't come to school here." I added quickly.
"Then what are you doing here? You're a wizard right?" she questioned me.
"Wizard? I'm not a wizard. Are you?" I asked I chuckled as I thought this was some sort of joke. But I must have said something wrong. They all looked worried. I began to explain how I got here in the first place.
"Well, you see," I began to explain, "I was meeting my friends at Kings Cross Station and then I got pushed into, no that's not possible...I was pushed onto the barrier between 9 and 10 and ended up here."
"So, you're not a Hogwart's Student then?" asked Ron.
"Never heard of it." At that point they all looked from one to the other and finally back to me. Although they were less confused, their worry was still there. Hermione, (did most of the talking) said that their headmaster would probably send me back with a memory spell. I was gonna ask what exactly that meant when the lights returned and the compartment door opened. Everyone stood up. In came three boys. Two very very very ugly boys and one who looked quite fine but the bleach blonde hair didn't do too well against his pale complexion! He was the first to say something.
"Well well Potter!" he smirked
"What d'you want now Malfoy" said Ron who seemed ready to pounce on this Malfoy if he moved in any further. Malfoy surveyed the room and the people, finally stopping at me. His smirk disappeared and he looked at me, as though he were scared. Everyone was silent. I had to break the silence.
"You're Malfoy right? Hi, I'm Andrea! So, what kind of name is Malfoy anyway?" I chuckled again at myself and I held out my hand but instead of taking it, he backed out and left. I turned around to face the others, hoping for a reason for his behaviour but they just shrugged.