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A/N: Yep, it's reviewers helping out time! To save time creating new characters, I'd like you guys to create them for me. Review and put the character's name, age, house and whether or not they're on the Quidditch team (if they are, tell me whether they play as a Chaser, Seeker, Beater or Keeper) plus appearance and personality, as well as if they've got any brothers or sisters and if they're pureblood, Muggle-born, or half and half. I'd just like to state in advance that I already have names for the Gryffindor Quidditch team from third year onwards, and part of the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff teams, also from third year onwards.
Hogwarts: The True Story- Part 2: Train Ride to Hogwarts
"James! James, over here!" Sirius waved madly to his best friend, nearly knocking his father's hat off. A tall boy with messy black hair disentangled himself from his mother, who was hugging him fiercely, and dashed over to his long-time best friend. They high-fived, grinning like a pair of Cheshire cats.
"Now, now, Sirius," Sirius's father was saying distractedly. His son switched his attention back to his parent. "Behave yourself at Hogwarts, my boy. I don't want any owls home saying you've been misbehaving."
"No, Dad," Sirius said dutifully. There was a speculative gleam in his eyes that said quite plainly "Whatever", but his father didn't appear to notice- he seemed to have other things on his mind. James Potter noticed it, however, and he grinned at Sirius from behind Mr. Black's back. Sirius grinned back, and his father gave up on what he was he was trying to say and hugged his son. "Just- just be OK, Sirius, OK?"
Sirius looked rather surprised at this show of emotion but returned the hug, a little self-consciously. With a quick "Bye Dad,", he tugged his trunk out of sight and joined James, who was by now standing a little way off. Between them, the two boys tugged and heaved their two trunks into an empty compartment.
"Well?" asked James impatiently. "What was that all about?" Sirius wasn't listening. He half hung out of the window of their compartment, watching a group of young witches and wizards tormenting a boy with straight light brown hair with two pieces that hung over his eyes and greeny- grey eyes. He looked tired and his jeans and t-shirt were faded, patched and torn. Their leaders were two boys of about the same ages as the boy and Sirius and James.
"Hey, what's this piece of mudblood filth doing here?" asked the one leader, a boy with long, straight, greasy black hair, sallow skin and a hooked nose.
"Get back in the dustbins where you got your clothes from, ratbag!" sneered the other, a fairly good-looking boy with short white-blonde hair, a pale pointed face, cold grey eyes and a disdainful expression.
The object of their insults merely muttered "I'm wizard born," and otherwise ignored them. Sirius and James looked at each other and decided to help him out. They scrambled down from their compartment and moved so that they stood just in front of the boy.
"Leave him alone, what's he done to you?" asked Sirius hotly.
"He's obviously Muggle- born, isn't that enough?" snickered a fat girl with blonde hair and a face like a pug.
"I'd take a look at yourself before you make judgments like that, pugface!" came an angry voice behind them. Sirius and James swung round to see two girls making their way towards them. The girl who had spoken was small, slim and wirey, with cropped dark brown hair and bright blue eyes that were currently flashing with temper. She wore dark red robes that set off her eyes perfectly. Her companion was a taller girl with freckles, massive green eyes and deep coppery red hair, wearing muggle clothing- a green tank top and black combats. Two other girls joined them, a tall willowy blonde with steady blue- grey eyes and an equally tall girl with medium- length jet black hair tied back in a high ponytail and grey eyes. They too wore muggle attire. All four joined the group, standing next to Sirius, James and the other boy.
"Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy," said the smallest girl coolly. "I just want you to know that nobody could have a higher opinion of you two than I have. And I think you are slimey, traitorous, ugly pieces of scum!"
The girls next to her, Sirius and James grinned.
"Monique James," purred the boy with blonde hair. "Enchanted. To think that our kind should have such a disgrace as you- consorting with mudbloods, of all people!" He was clearly referring to the girls in Muggle dress. Lucius Malfoy- for it was he- never even saw the hard kick that the red haired girl launched at his privates coming. He fell to the floor while Sirius and James smirked and was then roughly hauled to his feet by a tall boney- looking girl with blonde hair and an expression that suggested she had dragon dung under her nose. The two of them and Snape threw joint dirty looks at the girls, then slunk away with the rest of their group. Monique and her friends snorted derisively, then she turned to the boys.
"Well well, Sirius Black and James Potter. Getting into trouble as usual, I take it?" she grinned. "This is Lily Evans, a friend of mine-" she indicated the redhead, "Minerva McGonagall and Erin Seanderson, other friends." The black haired girl and the blonde stepped forwards and smiled in turn. Then Monique turned to boy they'd just helped. "Who are you?" she asked curiously. "I've not seen you before, and I thought I knew most of the people coming to Hogwarts this year."
"I'm Remus Lupin," smiled the boy distantly. His smile had the unusual effect of making him look even more tired –but quite a bit cuter- than before. It also had a rather unexpected effect on Minerva McGonagall's heart rate. "Thanks for the help. I only heard about a week ago that I was coming to Hogwarts. Actually, I'm a pureblood, but those idiots obviously don't appreciate that fact."
"My name's James Potter and that's my best friend, Sirius Black. We're both pureblood too," said James. "What about you guys?" he asked the girls.
"Well, you all know I'm pureblood," said Monique.
"I'm Muggleborn," said Lily, "but me and Monique have grown up together, and I always knew she was a witch. That's how I knew what Lucius Malfoy was saying when he called us Mudbloods."
"Me too," agreed Erin. She had a faint Irish brogue. "It was such a shock when I found out I was a witch- and then when Lily, Monique and Minerva said they were too!"
"I'm half and half," said Minerva in her slight Scots accent, colouring. "My dad's a wizard, and my mum's a muggle."
Their conversation was interrupted as five other people joined the group; two girls and three boys.
"Remus!" laughed the first girl. She had waist length straight, jet black hair, sparkling greenish blue eyes and a confident demeanour. The boy next to her smiled. He had spiky white blonde hair with goldish streaks and blue eyes and seemed quite quiet. Altogether they looked as different as possible.
"We're Apollo and Artemis Westhaven," he said calmly. "We're twins, as a matter of fact."
While the others ingested this surprising fact, a burly boy with a face that closely resembled a bulldog's stepped forward. His face, with its wavy brown hair and deep set brown eyes, didn't look too bright; a bit stupid in fact. "I'm Mundungus Fletcher," he said, by way of introduction.
Next it was the turn of a short, dumpy girl with flyaway light brown hair and light, greeny grey eyes. "Hi," she said. "I'm Arabella Figg, but you guys can call me Ara. All my mates do."
Now a gawky, clumsy looking boy with slightly overlong dark blonde hair, grey eyes, wearing glasses and a slightly nervous expression said: "Er, er, hi. I'm M-milo B-bones."
Their conversation was interrupted by a strident blare from the Hogwarts Express, indicating that it was ready to set off. There was a mad rush for Sirius and James' compartment, as those with trunks were frantically helped to load them by Sirius and James, whose belongings were already aboard the train. Lily had just heaved her trunk aboard and was about to clamber on too when the Express started to move away with surprising speed. James reached out and grabbed her arm, heaving Lily aboard the train just in time. As she was pulled up, her lips brushed James'. Both coloured, but James seemed to recover best, tugging her over to sit next to him. Sirius chuckled and grinned, but stopped abruptly when he spotted Monique staring avidly at him like she'd never seen him before.
It was absolute mayhem in compartment. Although Sirius and James had managed to take possession of one of the largest compartments on the Hogwarts Express, there were twelve people in the still rather small space, which made things rather a squash. Just to add to the confusion, everyone had pets of some sort or description. James owned twin snowy owls called, funnily enough, Apollo and Artemis, while Sirius had an eagle owl called Gryff. Remus Lupin had a svelte black cat called Fort, which, he explained, was short for Fortune. Lily's tawny owl was called Eros, but Monique's black shorthaired cat was named Catrin, while Minerva McGonagall's pretty little tabby was Sabby. Erin's Queenie was an eagle owl of epic proportions, but Apollo had twin white mice called Zeus and Saturn. Although these didn't take up much space, they fought battles alongside Milo's black and white rat, Seahampton, against the twin cats Smudjika and Nightjara, who belonged to Artemis, and Arabella's trio of felines, Blue the Russian Blue, Tigger the Bengal and the black shorthair called Nightingale. Mundungus' little owl, Twitchitt, created even more trouble by insisting upon squawking madly throughout everything.
"SHUT UP!" bellowed Remus at last. He looked even more surprised at himself than the rest. "Look, can the animals go in the next compartment or something? I've already got a headache, and we've only been gone from the station for ten minutes."
This fact was generally agreed, so a few minutes later James went out on a scouting expedition. He poked his nose into one compartment then the next, passing a short, blonde, roly-poly looking boy looking slightly forlorn on his way out. Luckily enough, there was a spare compartment right next door, so they all trooped out carrying owls that hooted and cats that clawed between them, it having been decided that the smallest animals, rats and mice, would be allowed to remain. When they all returned, Milo and Apollo having been helping the others with their problem pets, it was to find the small boy James had passed earlier in the corridor, sitting on his own in Lily's seat, looking remarkably lonely. Monique's lip curled.
"Weren't you with those idiotic scumbags we had that run-in with before?" she asked angrily. The boy nodded.
"They- they said they were going to turn me into a toad, so I left," he said fretfully. "By the way, I'm Peter Pettigrew. Can I sit with you?"
"No, you can't," said Sirius. "It's already far too full in here, and besides, we don't like bullies."
"I'm not a bully!" said Peter indignantly.
"You were with a group of bullies, and you didn't say anything when they started being nasty," said Lily patiently, in the manner of a teacher explaining something to a small child. "That makes you either another bully, or a coward, which is almost as bad. And you're sitting in my seat, which is the biggest crime of all."
Clearly remembering Lily's karate kick from earlier, Peter Pettigrew reacted as though he'd been bitten, shifting into a different seat like greased lightning.
"That's my seat you're in now," sighed Erin, shoving him out of it. "Listen, just get out and leave us in peace, OK?"
Arabella, however, appealed to the others. "Oh, leave him be," she said. "At least he didn't actually say anything," the newcomers having been filled in on the confrontation some minutes previously, "and he's better than that Severus Snape, or Lucius Malfoy!"
"All right, then," sighed Apollo resignedly, "but he'd better not try any tricks or he's gonna be O-U-T!"
"With my boot helping him on his way!" said Lily, Monique, Sirius and James simultaneously. Everyone laughed. Peter's laugh was squeaky and seemed kind of nervous. Lily noticed suddenly that his eyes were too close together and his nose too pointed. He looked like a mouse, she thought, or maybe a rat. The parallel was even clearer when two white rats popped their heads out from under the colour of his black robes. Peter introduced them as Hecate and Demeter. The three of them looked like cousins. Lily chuckled to herself, closing her eyes for a second against the glare of autumn sunlight streaming in through the compartment window.
A/N: Yep, it's reviewers helping out time! To save time creating new characters, I'd like you guys to create them for me. Review and put the character's name, age, house and whether or not they're on the Quidditch team (if they are, tell me whether they play as a Chaser, Seeker, Beater or Keeper) plus appearance and personality, as well as if they've got any brothers or sisters and if they're pureblood, Muggle-born, or half and half. I'd just like to state in advance that I already have names for the Gryffindor Quidditch team from third year onwards, and part of the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff teams, also from third year onwards.
Hogwarts: The True Story- Part 2: Train Ride to Hogwarts
"James! James, over here!" Sirius waved madly to his best friend, nearly knocking his father's hat off. A tall boy with messy black hair disentangled himself from his mother, who was hugging him fiercely, and dashed over to his long-time best friend. They high-fived, grinning like a pair of Cheshire cats.
"Now, now, Sirius," Sirius's father was saying distractedly. His son switched his attention back to his parent. "Behave yourself at Hogwarts, my boy. I don't want any owls home saying you've been misbehaving."
"No, Dad," Sirius said dutifully. There was a speculative gleam in his eyes that said quite plainly "Whatever", but his father didn't appear to notice- he seemed to have other things on his mind. James Potter noticed it, however, and he grinned at Sirius from behind Mr. Black's back. Sirius grinned back, and his father gave up on what he was he was trying to say and hugged his son. "Just- just be OK, Sirius, OK?"
Sirius looked rather surprised at this show of emotion but returned the hug, a little self-consciously. With a quick "Bye Dad,", he tugged his trunk out of sight and joined James, who was by now standing a little way off. Between them, the two boys tugged and heaved their two trunks into an empty compartment.
"Well?" asked James impatiently. "What was that all about?" Sirius wasn't listening. He half hung out of the window of their compartment, watching a group of young witches and wizards tormenting a boy with straight light brown hair with two pieces that hung over his eyes and greeny- grey eyes. He looked tired and his jeans and t-shirt were faded, patched and torn. Their leaders were two boys of about the same ages as the boy and Sirius and James.
"Hey, what's this piece of mudblood filth doing here?" asked the one leader, a boy with long, straight, greasy black hair, sallow skin and a hooked nose.
"Get back in the dustbins where you got your clothes from, ratbag!" sneered the other, a fairly good-looking boy with short white-blonde hair, a pale pointed face, cold grey eyes and a disdainful expression.
The object of their insults merely muttered "I'm wizard born," and otherwise ignored them. Sirius and James looked at each other and decided to help him out. They scrambled down from their compartment and moved so that they stood just in front of the boy.
"Leave him alone, what's he done to you?" asked Sirius hotly.
"He's obviously Muggle- born, isn't that enough?" snickered a fat girl with blonde hair and a face like a pug.
"I'd take a look at yourself before you make judgments like that, pugface!" came an angry voice behind them. Sirius and James swung round to see two girls making their way towards them. The girl who had spoken was small, slim and wirey, with cropped dark brown hair and bright blue eyes that were currently flashing with temper. She wore dark red robes that set off her eyes perfectly. Her companion was a taller girl with freckles, massive green eyes and deep coppery red hair, wearing muggle clothing- a green tank top and black combats. Two other girls joined them, a tall willowy blonde with steady blue- grey eyes and an equally tall girl with medium- length jet black hair tied back in a high ponytail and grey eyes. They too wore muggle attire. All four joined the group, standing next to Sirius, James and the other boy.
"Severus Snape and Lucius Malfoy," said the smallest girl coolly. "I just want you to know that nobody could have a higher opinion of you two than I have. And I think you are slimey, traitorous, ugly pieces of scum!"
The girls next to her, Sirius and James grinned.
"Monique James," purred the boy with blonde hair. "Enchanted. To think that our kind should have such a disgrace as you- consorting with mudbloods, of all people!" He was clearly referring to the girls in Muggle dress. Lucius Malfoy- for it was he- never even saw the hard kick that the red haired girl launched at his privates coming. He fell to the floor while Sirius and James smirked and was then roughly hauled to his feet by a tall boney- looking girl with blonde hair and an expression that suggested she had dragon dung under her nose. The two of them and Snape threw joint dirty looks at the girls, then slunk away with the rest of their group. Monique and her friends snorted derisively, then she turned to the boys.
"Well well, Sirius Black and James Potter. Getting into trouble as usual, I take it?" she grinned. "This is Lily Evans, a friend of mine-" she indicated the redhead, "Minerva McGonagall and Erin Seanderson, other friends." The black haired girl and the blonde stepped forwards and smiled in turn. Then Monique turned to boy they'd just helped. "Who are you?" she asked curiously. "I've not seen you before, and I thought I knew most of the people coming to Hogwarts this year."
"I'm Remus Lupin," smiled the boy distantly. His smile had the unusual effect of making him look even more tired –but quite a bit cuter- than before. It also had a rather unexpected effect on Minerva McGonagall's heart rate. "Thanks for the help. I only heard about a week ago that I was coming to Hogwarts. Actually, I'm a pureblood, but those idiots obviously don't appreciate that fact."
"My name's James Potter and that's my best friend, Sirius Black. We're both pureblood too," said James. "What about you guys?" he asked the girls.
"Well, you all know I'm pureblood," said Monique.
"I'm Muggleborn," said Lily, "but me and Monique have grown up together, and I always knew she was a witch. That's how I knew what Lucius Malfoy was saying when he called us Mudbloods."
"Me too," agreed Erin. She had a faint Irish brogue. "It was such a shock when I found out I was a witch- and then when Lily, Monique and Minerva said they were too!"
"I'm half and half," said Minerva in her slight Scots accent, colouring. "My dad's a wizard, and my mum's a muggle."
Their conversation was interrupted as five other people joined the group; two girls and three boys.
"Remus!" laughed the first girl. She had waist length straight, jet black hair, sparkling greenish blue eyes and a confident demeanour. The boy next to her smiled. He had spiky white blonde hair with goldish streaks and blue eyes and seemed quite quiet. Altogether they looked as different as possible.
"We're Apollo and Artemis Westhaven," he said calmly. "We're twins, as a matter of fact."
While the others ingested this surprising fact, a burly boy with a face that closely resembled a bulldog's stepped forward. His face, with its wavy brown hair and deep set brown eyes, didn't look too bright; a bit stupid in fact. "I'm Mundungus Fletcher," he said, by way of introduction.
Next it was the turn of a short, dumpy girl with flyaway light brown hair and light, greeny grey eyes. "Hi," she said. "I'm Arabella Figg, but you guys can call me Ara. All my mates do."
Now a gawky, clumsy looking boy with slightly overlong dark blonde hair, grey eyes, wearing glasses and a slightly nervous expression said: "Er, er, hi. I'm M-milo B-bones."
Their conversation was interrupted by a strident blare from the Hogwarts Express, indicating that it was ready to set off. There was a mad rush for Sirius and James' compartment, as those with trunks were frantically helped to load them by Sirius and James, whose belongings were already aboard the train. Lily had just heaved her trunk aboard and was about to clamber on too when the Express started to move away with surprising speed. James reached out and grabbed her arm, heaving Lily aboard the train just in time. As she was pulled up, her lips brushed James'. Both coloured, but James seemed to recover best, tugging her over to sit next to him. Sirius chuckled and grinned, but stopped abruptly when he spotted Monique staring avidly at him like she'd never seen him before.
It was absolute mayhem in compartment. Although Sirius and James had managed to take possession of one of the largest compartments on the Hogwarts Express, there were twelve people in the still rather small space, which made things rather a squash. Just to add to the confusion, everyone had pets of some sort or description. James owned twin snowy owls called, funnily enough, Apollo and Artemis, while Sirius had an eagle owl called Gryff. Remus Lupin had a svelte black cat called Fort, which, he explained, was short for Fortune. Lily's tawny owl was called Eros, but Monique's black shorthaired cat was named Catrin, while Minerva McGonagall's pretty little tabby was Sabby. Erin's Queenie was an eagle owl of epic proportions, but Apollo had twin white mice called Zeus and Saturn. Although these didn't take up much space, they fought battles alongside Milo's black and white rat, Seahampton, against the twin cats Smudjika and Nightjara, who belonged to Artemis, and Arabella's trio of felines, Blue the Russian Blue, Tigger the Bengal and the black shorthair called Nightingale. Mundungus' little owl, Twitchitt, created even more trouble by insisting upon squawking madly throughout everything.
"SHUT UP!" bellowed Remus at last. He looked even more surprised at himself than the rest. "Look, can the animals go in the next compartment or something? I've already got a headache, and we've only been gone from the station for ten minutes."
This fact was generally agreed, so a few minutes later James went out on a scouting expedition. He poked his nose into one compartment then the next, passing a short, blonde, roly-poly looking boy looking slightly forlorn on his way out. Luckily enough, there was a spare compartment right next door, so they all trooped out carrying owls that hooted and cats that clawed between them, it having been decided that the smallest animals, rats and mice, would be allowed to remain. When they all returned, Milo and Apollo having been helping the others with their problem pets, it was to find the small boy James had passed earlier in the corridor, sitting on his own in Lily's seat, looking remarkably lonely. Monique's lip curled.
"Weren't you with those idiotic scumbags we had that run-in with before?" she asked angrily. The boy nodded.
"They- they said they were going to turn me into a toad, so I left," he said fretfully. "By the way, I'm Peter Pettigrew. Can I sit with you?"
"No, you can't," said Sirius. "It's already far too full in here, and besides, we don't like bullies."
"I'm not a bully!" said Peter indignantly.
"You were with a group of bullies, and you didn't say anything when they started being nasty," said Lily patiently, in the manner of a teacher explaining something to a small child. "That makes you either another bully, or a coward, which is almost as bad. And you're sitting in my seat, which is the biggest crime of all."
Clearly remembering Lily's karate kick from earlier, Peter Pettigrew reacted as though he'd been bitten, shifting into a different seat like greased lightning.
"That's my seat you're in now," sighed Erin, shoving him out of it. "Listen, just get out and leave us in peace, OK?"
Arabella, however, appealed to the others. "Oh, leave him be," she said. "At least he didn't actually say anything," the newcomers having been filled in on the confrontation some minutes previously, "and he's better than that Severus Snape, or Lucius Malfoy!"
"All right, then," sighed Apollo resignedly, "but he'd better not try any tricks or he's gonna be O-U-T!"
"With my boot helping him on his way!" said Lily, Monique, Sirius and James simultaneously. Everyone laughed. Peter's laugh was squeaky and seemed kind of nervous. Lily noticed suddenly that his eyes were too close together and his nose too pointed. He looked like a mouse, she thought, or maybe a rat. The parallel was even clearer when two white rats popped their heads out from under the colour of his black robes. Peter introduced them as Hecate and Demeter. The three of them looked like cousins. Lily chuckled to herself, closing her eyes for a second against the glare of autumn sunlight streaming in through the compartment window.