Chapter 4: Waiting For The Train Ride
Chanse woke up, before her parents, the next day and turned on her music, and started to sing and dance around her room. "I see you're up, sweetheart," Chanse's father said, "good morning."
Chanse just nodded and laid out everything she was going to pack in her main suitcase; she laid out all her robes, her two nice outfits, for dances, and she put all her books, for classes, and other school supplies, on the bed. She slowly started packing them all in her suitcase. Then when that was done be packed, placed her main suitcase by the door.
She picked up another big suitcase and set it on the bed. Then she picked up some of her personal belongings and laid them down on the bed, and then she picked up more of her personal items and placed them on the bed. Then she slowly and packed everything in to suitcase, then shut the lid.
After that was packed she set that next to her other suitcase she sat down on the bed and looked out her window. Chanse sighed then stood up and picked up her backpack, which she was going to bring on the train, and laid it down on her bed. Then she packed: her wand, CD player, CD's, other things she thought she might want on the train. She zipped up her bag and picked it up and walked over to her suitcases and set it down, "Done." Chanse said very proudly.
Her mom walked in and looked at her daughter who sitting on her bed, looking at her suitcases. Heather just stood there and watched her daughter and she realized that her daughter was a grown up witch. Her mom tried so hard to hold back for crying but she couldn't. She walked over to Chanse and just held her, she didn't say anything, "I know mom, I know." Chanse said, "I'll miss you too, and I will always love you."
The day went by, and night fell. The Jackson's came back to the hotel, after dinner and then went to bed, but it was so hard for Chanse to go to bed. But soon she fell asleep.
The next day they all woke up and took Chanse's bags downstairs and packed everything up into the car: the two suitcases, the backpack, and Geno. They all got in and drove to the train station... They all got out of the car and put Chanse's luggage onto a cart. Chanse got out of the car slowly and looked at the train station. "Here we go." she thought. Her dad started to push the cart and, her mom, and her walked along side him.
"Honey don't you think you should get into your robe?" Chanse shook her head no, "Ok." Heather rolled her, and kept walking.
They got to platform nine and Chanse stared at the wall that she went through earlier that year. She stared at it; it hit her that this time when she went through the wall she would be going for a different reason, to go to Hogwarts.
She walked over to her parents and gave them a hugged; she let go of them and then took a couple steps back. Then turned and watched some boy run through the wall. She turned back around and looked at her parents, "I'm not going to cry." She kept telling herself. She didn't but her mom did, and her dad almost did.
"Sweetheart we got this for you." Her dad stuck his hand out and in his hand was a small gold coin on a chain. Chanse picked it up and held it up and looked at it.
"Thank you." She took the necklace out of his hand and looked up at her parents and put on the necklace and looked down at it and grabbed it.
She took a deep breath and faced the wall. "Wait!" Chanse's mom yelled. Chanse stopped right away.
"What?" Chanse asked. Her mom walked over to her.
"Honey, you need to promise your dad and I, you won't go looking for your brother," Chanse looked down at the ground, "Please, Chanse...you must understand the seriousness of meeting Harry. You can't meet him." Her mother moved Chanse's face up so that she could look into her daughter's eyes. "Please, Chanse...promise us."
Chanse bit her lower lip, "I promise." Chanse said.
"Good." Chanse gave her parents one last hug.
She walked over to the wall and looked at it and sighed. "Look out Hogwarts, for Chanse!" Chanse took one last deep breath and ran through.
Chanse came out the other end of the wall, and saw all these different people all standing around in Hogwarts robes, then she looked around some more then looked at herself. She walked over to wait in the front of a line for the Hogwarts Express to arrive. "Chanse!" A man yelled. Chanse turned around and saw Hagrid.
"Hey!" Chanse yelled back and ran towards him, and gave him a hug. "So how you been? How's Fang?"
"We're both doing very well, thank you. What about you and your parents?"
"Fine, thanks."
"Well, I have to leave you now, because I'm going to make sure I get you a good tour guide." Hagrid smiled at Chanse and Chanse smiled back and they went their separate ways.
While waiting for the train, Chanse felt like someone was watching her. She finally started to look around and saw a boy staring at her. But just as she saw that he was staring at her, another student got in her way. She stepped to the side to look at him again, when she saw him again, he quickly looked away. "Oh well, I didn't care, anyways." Chanse flipped her hair and turned back around and leaned against her bags. "So Geno, what do you think about being an owl, of a Hogwarts witch?"
'It's a neat idea, Chanse.'
'Whoa, you can talk Geno!?'
'No, I can't...'
'But you're talking to me...right now.'
'No, you can understand me, but no one else can.'
'Oh...Ok.' Chanse turned back around, a little scared that she can understand what her owl's saying, but shortly after that she became very excited. She thought, 'I can understand animals too. That's so awesome!' Chanse asked, 'So I can understand you, what other animals can I talk too?'
'No one...just me.' Chanse looked away, 'Your real parents put a spell on us, so that we can communicate telepathically, and when you talk to me, I can talk to you. So you don't have to look like a psycho talking to an owl. You can just think about talking to me. Actually, you can do this with any humans, and me, but that's it! All you have to do is: think about the person's name, and then start thinking thoughts that you want them to here, and if they respond then you've made a connection. But if they don't, then either, you didn't make a connection, or they don't want to talk.' Geno laughed.
'But no one here, at Hogwarts learns how to make the connection, telepathically, until after their last final, of their seventh year...so don't use it to talk to other people!'
'Oh I see...Or I hear.' Chanse laughed in her head.
'That was corny, Chanse.'
'I know, I know.' Chanse said, in her head. She turned back around and had a sarcastic look on her face. She thought, 'You smart ass bird.'
'I heard that.' Geno screeched.
'Well you are.' Chanse said.
'I'm your bird, where do you think I get my attitude from?'
'True, true.' Chanse nodded. Chanse turned around and faced the tracks, and waited again.
She decided she'd look around at all the kids. She saw some that were hugging each other, and screaming and talking. "FIVE MINUTES TILL HOGWARTS EXPRESS ARRVIES!" The conductor screamed. All the kids ran toward the lines to get on the train. Chanse was the first in her line and she looked down the tracks, and far away she saw a black dot coming closer, and closer.
Finally the little dot became bigger, and bigger until it became the Hogwarts Express. When it came to a complete stop, the conductor of the train peeked his head and yelled, "All Hogwarts students please, single file into the train please, no pushing, or shoving!"
Chanse took a deep breath and stepped onto the Hogwarts Express... Chanse walked over to the next compartment, and walked down an aisle with Geno in one hand, her backpack on her back, and her purse on her shoulder. "Gees...Geno it's like someone in every cabin!" Chanse though.
"Well, Chanse why don't you just share a cabin with someone?" Geno suggested.
"Cause I want my own! So that I can do what I want, I don't think someone I don't know wants to listen to me sing and watch me dance. Do you think they would?"
"No I guess not." Chanse continued to walk down the aisle. Then she passed by a cabin that was empty, and kept on walking down the aisle and then realized that she walked by an empty cabin and turned around and ran back over to the cabin, and ran in.
"Wow that was lucky that we got this." Chanse set down Geno, on the right seat side, and Geno just nodded his little head. Chanse took off her backpack and purse down by Geno.
Then sat down across from him, and she looked around at the cabin. "A little boring." She smirked; she stood up and walked over, and opened her backpack, and looked around in it, and found her wand.
She pulled it out and did a flick and swish here and there, and then the cabin was transformed in to, an awesome house. There was better lighting, and the seats could fold back into the wall, and her stereo was in the wall. "There that's better." She shrugged her shoulders.
Chanse flipped the left side seat and then walked over to the wall and turned on the stereo. Then she walked over to the middle of the cabin. She began to stretch, and then she started to sing. She kept stretching when she bent backwards. There was a girls standing outside Chanse's door. She stopped stretching and turned off her music, then she turned around and opened the door, "Can I help you?"
"Well, I've never seen you before...and I just was going to introduce myself to ya." The girl said, "I'm Angelina Johnson. You are?"
"Hi. I'm Chanse Jackson."
"Hey, your in my year aren't you, sixth year, right?"
"Yeah. Here come in."
"Sure, thanks." Angelina walked into Chanse's cabin, and Chanse pulled down the seat and turned down her stereo and sat down with Angelina. "Well, I was looking over the class list, and I didn't see your name on the list. What house are you in?"
"Well, actually I'm probably am under a Foxlin Chanse Jackson."
"A Foxlin Chanse Jackson was on the list. But it was under the category marked unknown, is that you?"
"Yeah...Here's the deal, Angelina, see I don't like my first name, so I go by Chanse. I mean my parents even call me Chanse; they only call me Foxlin..."Chanse thought a little, "...Well never." Chanse laughed.
"I see, ok then, Chanse. But two questions."
"Shoot."
"One, are you trying out for Quidditch? Two, why are you put under unknown, don't you have a house?"
"One, yes I am, trying out for Keeper. Two, what's a house?
"Um..... you know the thing you're sorted into by the Sorting Hat?"
"I have no idea, what the hell you're talking about." Chanse laughed, "See I'm just starting Hogwarts this year."
"Well, if it's your first year then how are you in sixth year?"
"I'm advance. Don't ask." Chanse laughed
"I won't." They both laughed.
"So what's this house thing about?"
"Well, see, everyone's first year there are place in a house: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. To be sorted into a house you must have the Sorting Hat, sort you. Each year Professor McGonagall takes, one at a time, new year students and makes them sit down on a stool and places a hat on their head, and that hat is the sorting hat. What the Sorting Hat does is look deep inside you and read your thoughts, you really can't hide anything from the hat, but it looks at your main characteristics and says what house you'd best be suited for."
"Oh." They continued talking about the houses, Quidditch, and many other things involving Hogwarts.
"I've got a question for you now." Chanse said.
"Ok, shoot."
"Do you play Quidditch?"
"Yeah, I'm a Chaser, for Gryffindor." Chanse nodded and continued talking about things.
A few minutes someone walked into the cabin...
Chanse woke up, before her parents, the next day and turned on her music, and started to sing and dance around her room. "I see you're up, sweetheart," Chanse's father said, "good morning."
Chanse just nodded and laid out everything she was going to pack in her main suitcase; she laid out all her robes, her two nice outfits, for dances, and she put all her books, for classes, and other school supplies, on the bed. She slowly started packing them all in her suitcase. Then when that was done be packed, placed her main suitcase by the door.
She picked up another big suitcase and set it on the bed. Then she picked up some of her personal belongings and laid them down on the bed, and then she picked up more of her personal items and placed them on the bed. Then she slowly and packed everything in to suitcase, then shut the lid.
After that was packed she set that next to her other suitcase she sat down on the bed and looked out her window. Chanse sighed then stood up and picked up her backpack, which she was going to bring on the train, and laid it down on her bed. Then she packed: her wand, CD player, CD's, other things she thought she might want on the train. She zipped up her bag and picked it up and walked over to her suitcases and set it down, "Done." Chanse said very proudly.
Her mom walked in and looked at her daughter who sitting on her bed, looking at her suitcases. Heather just stood there and watched her daughter and she realized that her daughter was a grown up witch. Her mom tried so hard to hold back for crying but she couldn't. She walked over to Chanse and just held her, she didn't say anything, "I know mom, I know." Chanse said, "I'll miss you too, and I will always love you."
The day went by, and night fell. The Jackson's came back to the hotel, after dinner and then went to bed, but it was so hard for Chanse to go to bed. But soon she fell asleep.
The next day they all woke up and took Chanse's bags downstairs and packed everything up into the car: the two suitcases, the backpack, and Geno. They all got in and drove to the train station... They all got out of the car and put Chanse's luggage onto a cart. Chanse got out of the car slowly and looked at the train station. "Here we go." she thought. Her dad started to push the cart and, her mom, and her walked along side him.
"Honey don't you think you should get into your robe?" Chanse shook her head no, "Ok." Heather rolled her, and kept walking.
They got to platform nine and Chanse stared at the wall that she went through earlier that year. She stared at it; it hit her that this time when she went through the wall she would be going for a different reason, to go to Hogwarts.
She walked over to her parents and gave them a hugged; she let go of them and then took a couple steps back. Then turned and watched some boy run through the wall. She turned back around and looked at her parents, "I'm not going to cry." She kept telling herself. She didn't but her mom did, and her dad almost did.
"Sweetheart we got this for you." Her dad stuck his hand out and in his hand was a small gold coin on a chain. Chanse picked it up and held it up and looked at it.
"Thank you." She took the necklace out of his hand and looked up at her parents and put on the necklace and looked down at it and grabbed it.
She took a deep breath and faced the wall. "Wait!" Chanse's mom yelled. Chanse stopped right away.
"What?" Chanse asked. Her mom walked over to her.
"Honey, you need to promise your dad and I, you won't go looking for your brother," Chanse looked down at the ground, "Please, Chanse...you must understand the seriousness of meeting Harry. You can't meet him." Her mother moved Chanse's face up so that she could look into her daughter's eyes. "Please, Chanse...promise us."
Chanse bit her lower lip, "I promise." Chanse said.
"Good." Chanse gave her parents one last hug.
She walked over to the wall and looked at it and sighed. "Look out Hogwarts, for Chanse!" Chanse took one last deep breath and ran through.
Chanse came out the other end of the wall, and saw all these different people all standing around in Hogwarts robes, then she looked around some more then looked at herself. She walked over to wait in the front of a line for the Hogwarts Express to arrive. "Chanse!" A man yelled. Chanse turned around and saw Hagrid.
"Hey!" Chanse yelled back and ran towards him, and gave him a hug. "So how you been? How's Fang?"
"We're both doing very well, thank you. What about you and your parents?"
"Fine, thanks."
"Well, I have to leave you now, because I'm going to make sure I get you a good tour guide." Hagrid smiled at Chanse and Chanse smiled back and they went their separate ways.
While waiting for the train, Chanse felt like someone was watching her. She finally started to look around and saw a boy staring at her. But just as she saw that he was staring at her, another student got in her way. She stepped to the side to look at him again, when she saw him again, he quickly looked away. "Oh well, I didn't care, anyways." Chanse flipped her hair and turned back around and leaned against her bags. "So Geno, what do you think about being an owl, of a Hogwarts witch?"
'It's a neat idea, Chanse.'
'Whoa, you can talk Geno!?'
'No, I can't...'
'But you're talking to me...right now.'
'No, you can understand me, but no one else can.'
'Oh...Ok.' Chanse turned back around, a little scared that she can understand what her owl's saying, but shortly after that she became very excited. She thought, 'I can understand animals too. That's so awesome!' Chanse asked, 'So I can understand you, what other animals can I talk too?'
'No one...just me.' Chanse looked away, 'Your real parents put a spell on us, so that we can communicate telepathically, and when you talk to me, I can talk to you. So you don't have to look like a psycho talking to an owl. You can just think about talking to me. Actually, you can do this with any humans, and me, but that's it! All you have to do is: think about the person's name, and then start thinking thoughts that you want them to here, and if they respond then you've made a connection. But if they don't, then either, you didn't make a connection, or they don't want to talk.' Geno laughed.
'But no one here, at Hogwarts learns how to make the connection, telepathically, until after their last final, of their seventh year...so don't use it to talk to other people!'
'Oh I see...Or I hear.' Chanse laughed in her head.
'That was corny, Chanse.'
'I know, I know.' Chanse said, in her head. She turned back around and had a sarcastic look on her face. She thought, 'You smart ass bird.'
'I heard that.' Geno screeched.
'Well you are.' Chanse said.
'I'm your bird, where do you think I get my attitude from?'
'True, true.' Chanse nodded. Chanse turned around and faced the tracks, and waited again.
She decided she'd look around at all the kids. She saw some that were hugging each other, and screaming and talking. "FIVE MINUTES TILL HOGWARTS EXPRESS ARRVIES!" The conductor screamed. All the kids ran toward the lines to get on the train. Chanse was the first in her line and she looked down the tracks, and far away she saw a black dot coming closer, and closer.
Finally the little dot became bigger, and bigger until it became the Hogwarts Express. When it came to a complete stop, the conductor of the train peeked his head and yelled, "All Hogwarts students please, single file into the train please, no pushing, or shoving!"
Chanse took a deep breath and stepped onto the Hogwarts Express... Chanse walked over to the next compartment, and walked down an aisle with Geno in one hand, her backpack on her back, and her purse on her shoulder. "Gees...Geno it's like someone in every cabin!" Chanse though.
"Well, Chanse why don't you just share a cabin with someone?" Geno suggested.
"Cause I want my own! So that I can do what I want, I don't think someone I don't know wants to listen to me sing and watch me dance. Do you think they would?"
"No I guess not." Chanse continued to walk down the aisle. Then she passed by a cabin that was empty, and kept on walking down the aisle and then realized that she walked by an empty cabin and turned around and ran back over to the cabin, and ran in.
"Wow that was lucky that we got this." Chanse set down Geno, on the right seat side, and Geno just nodded his little head. Chanse took off her backpack and purse down by Geno.
Then sat down across from him, and she looked around at the cabin. "A little boring." She smirked; she stood up and walked over, and opened her backpack, and looked around in it, and found her wand.
She pulled it out and did a flick and swish here and there, and then the cabin was transformed in to, an awesome house. There was better lighting, and the seats could fold back into the wall, and her stereo was in the wall. "There that's better." She shrugged her shoulders.
Chanse flipped the left side seat and then walked over to the wall and turned on the stereo. Then she walked over to the middle of the cabin. She began to stretch, and then she started to sing. She kept stretching when she bent backwards. There was a girls standing outside Chanse's door. She stopped stretching and turned off her music, then she turned around and opened the door, "Can I help you?"
"Well, I've never seen you before...and I just was going to introduce myself to ya." The girl said, "I'm Angelina Johnson. You are?"
"Hi. I'm Chanse Jackson."
"Hey, your in my year aren't you, sixth year, right?"
"Yeah. Here come in."
"Sure, thanks." Angelina walked into Chanse's cabin, and Chanse pulled down the seat and turned down her stereo and sat down with Angelina. "Well, I was looking over the class list, and I didn't see your name on the list. What house are you in?"
"Well, actually I'm probably am under a Foxlin Chanse Jackson."
"A Foxlin Chanse Jackson was on the list. But it was under the category marked unknown, is that you?"
"Yeah...Here's the deal, Angelina, see I don't like my first name, so I go by Chanse. I mean my parents even call me Chanse; they only call me Foxlin..."Chanse thought a little, "...Well never." Chanse laughed.
"I see, ok then, Chanse. But two questions."
"Shoot."
"One, are you trying out for Quidditch? Two, why are you put under unknown, don't you have a house?"
"One, yes I am, trying out for Keeper. Two, what's a house?
"Um..... you know the thing you're sorted into by the Sorting Hat?"
"I have no idea, what the hell you're talking about." Chanse laughed, "See I'm just starting Hogwarts this year."
"Well, if it's your first year then how are you in sixth year?"
"I'm advance. Don't ask." Chanse laughed
"I won't." They both laughed.
"So what's this house thing about?"
"Well, see, everyone's first year there are place in a house: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. To be sorted into a house you must have the Sorting Hat, sort you. Each year Professor McGonagall takes, one at a time, new year students and makes them sit down on a stool and places a hat on their head, and that hat is the sorting hat. What the Sorting Hat does is look deep inside you and read your thoughts, you really can't hide anything from the hat, but it looks at your main characteristics and says what house you'd best be suited for."
"Oh." They continued talking about the houses, Quidditch, and many other things involving Hogwarts.
"I've got a question for you now." Chanse said.
"Ok, shoot."
"Do you play Quidditch?"
"Yeah, I'm a Chaser, for Gryffindor." Chanse nodded and continued talking about things.
A few minutes someone walked into the cabin...