Chapter 5: Gryffindor
"Can I help you?" She looked at him with curiously eyes, she squinted, "Wow you look familiar."
The guy smiled, "Yeah, well actually you can't, Angelina, Katie Bell told me to come find you and tell you that she want to talk you."
"Ok, thanks, Oliver. See ya later, Chanse." Angelina stood up and walked in front of Chanse and they slapped hands, then she left the cabin. Oliver stayed in the doorway and looked over at Chanse, and looked like he was going to say something, but just quite couldn't get it out.
"Can I help you, Oliver is it?" Chanse asked.
"Now that I think of it, you look familiar too. Oh well, do you mind if I stay here and chat with you?"
"No, I guess not."
Oliver walked in and sat down on the other side of bench that Chanse was sitting on, "I'm Oliver Wood, you've probably heard of me, right?" He sat up very proudly.
"Nope." Oliver's shoulders dropped
"Oh...Ok...well who are you?"
"Chanse Jackson..."
"Are you the..."
"Yes, yes. I'm the Foxlin Chanse Jackson, in the unknown category."
"Oh. Well..."
"Yes I'm in the sixth year, without a house. That's because this is my first year at Hogwarts. And the reason why I'm not in the first year and I'm in the sixth is I'm advanced, please don't ask why."
Oliver cocked him head to the side and shrugged his shoulders, "Wow, ok all my questions are answered, but one."
"Ok, and the question would be?"
"Are you playing Quidditch?" Chanse laughed.
"Yeah, I am. I'm going out going out for Keeper. Do you play in Quidditch?"
"Yeah, I'm the Gryffindor Keeper, and Quidditch Team Captain." Oliver sat up very proudly, and looked over at Chanse. Chanse just looked at him like he was a dork. "Sorry, I'm addicted to Quidditch, and very proud for being the Quidditch captain. People say I'm going to go pro, you know!" Chanse shook her head no, "Yeah I hope I do to, cause that would kick ass!" Chanse smiled and looked down, then looked up at Oliver
"I know the feeling." Chanse laughed. Chanse continued to talk with Oliver for a while then Chanse said, "Hey I'm going to go get something to eat, you want something?"
"Nah, I'm ok, thanks though." Chanse got up and started to walk out, and then she turned around.
"Oh, Oliver by the way..."
"Yeah?"
"If you're here to hit on me, then I suggest you leave now, cause I'm not looking for a boyfriend, at all, here, I'm here for three reasons...One, Quidditch, two, my parents, and three, to learn." Then Chanse walked out of the cabin and shut the door behind her, before Oliver could answer.
Oliver's mouth was open to say something but he looked at the closed door and shut his mouth. Then he looked down at his robe, and then looked up at the door.
Chanse was walking down the hallway looking for the food cart, and she dropped her money on the floor. She bent down to pick it up and then.
*BAM*
A young girl tripped right over Chanse. Chanse stood up really quickly and shoved her money back into her pocket, "I'm so sorry, are you ok?" She bent down and helped the girl up. "You ok?"
"Yeah I'm fine," said the girl. "Hey you haven't seen a toad around here? His name is Trevor, have you seen him?"
"No, sorry, but I have some free time. Want me to help you look?" Chanse asked, and smiled at the girl. The girl smiled back at Chanse.
"Sure, that would be great. You look down there," The girl point behind Chanse, and I'll look down here." She pointed behind her.
"Ok, we can meet back in my cabin."
"Alright...Where's your cabin?"
"Oh, it's two cabin's down on the left." The girl leaned to see the cabin.
"Ok." The two girls went in separate ways, looking for a toad named, Trevor.
After a long time of looking, the girl went back to Chanse's cabin, where Oliver was still waiting for Chanse to get back. But he wasn't alone; he had gotten Geno out. "Hermione? What are you doing here?" Oliver asked.
"Well, this girl was helping me look for Trevor, once again Neville has lost him, and she told me after I was done looking for him to meet back here. What are you doing in here?"
"Well, I was talking to Chanse, that's the name of the girl who helped you."
"Oh." A few seconds later Chanse came walking in the cabin, holding a small toad in her hands.
"I think I found him." Hermione ran over and scooped up the toad.
"TREVOR! Thanks Chanse." Then she ran out of the cabin.
Chanse pointed at the girl, "How'd she know my name?"
"Oh I told her."
"Oh." Chanse sat down and looked at Geno, who was perched on top of Oliver's shoulder, "Wow you got Geno out! He usually doesn't let just anyone hold him. I guess he likes you. By the way what's that girls name?"
"That's Hermione Granger. She's a second year student." Oliver began to pet Geno, "I guess I just have an effect on animals." Oliver laughed.
"Yeah, guess so." Chanse laughed and shrugged her shoulders, "Well I didn't find the food chart. Oh well." Chanse lay back in her seat and started to talk with Oliver again.
Surprisingly they had a lot in common; they both liked sports, they both were addicted to Quidditch, they wanted to play professional Quidditch, and many other things, mainly about Quidditch though.
About twenty minutes later, a lady opened the cabin door, "Can I get you two, anything?"
"Not thanks." Chanse said, and then looked over at Oliver.
"What about you sir?"
"Do you have a copy of the Daily Prophet?"
"Yes we do," The lady opened a cabinet and pulled out a rolled up newspaper, "Here you go."
"Thank you, and here you go." Oliver handed the lady her money, and she handed him the newspaper, and then shut the door and left.
"What's the Daily Prophet?"
"It's the main newspaper, everyone reads it, to either, just read it, or to find out information they want."
"Makes since." Chanse scooted next to Oliver, and Oliver scooted over to Chanse. Oliver unrolled the newspaper and turned to the front page, and on it was a girl at the train station singing and dancing.
"Hey," Chanse looked down at her robe, "I saw that girl." Oliver exclaimed.
"No way!" Chanse yelled. She grabbed the newspaper away from Oliver and watched the girl, on the front, sing and dance. "NO WAY!"
Oliver snatched the paper back, "Good, isn't she?" Chanse quickly looked at Oliver.
She thought, 'He doesn't know.' She began to quietly laugh, then she couldn't help herself and she began laughing so hard and loud.
Soon the cabin door opened, and in the doorway was Hermione, "What's so funny?" She looked at Chanse whose face was cherry red from laughing so hard.
Then she shrugged her shoulder and came in and sat down across for Chanse. Hermione looked very puzzled, as did Oliver, rightfully so. Hermione repeated. "What's so funny?" Chanse looked at her and collected herself, then looked at Oliver.
"That Oliver doesn't know." She let out a little laugh
"I don't know what?"
"That girl on the front page..." Chanse began laughing again, and grabbed the newspaper and handed it to Hermione, who watched the girl singing and dancing.
"She's good" Hermione said. Chanse began to laugh even harder.
"Yeah, what about her? I met her before she started singing and dancing, in the train station. She had dropped some strange machine that made music, and it lost its energy bars."
Chanse looked at Oliver like he was crazy, then she knew what he was talking about. He was talking about the batteries. She began laughing harder, "That girl..." she laughed, "That girl...is..."She laughed harder.
"That girl is what?" Hermione yelled.
"Ok, ok, get it together Chanse." Chanse took a deep breath in, and let out one last little laugh "That girl in that picture thing is me!" Chanse giggled.
Oliver grabbed the newspaper from Hermione, looked at the girl, then Chanse. Chanse looked over at Oliver and smirked, "Oh Merlin! It is you!" He shouted, "Wow, you look a lot better then you did that day." He laughed. Chanse hit him, and laughed.
"Yeah I know." She laughed
Hermione took the paper back and looked at the picture. "Wow!" she looked up and Chanse, "Why don't you sing for us?" Chanse looked at Hermione, then Oliver, who was still laughing, but then he nodded yes, and began laughing again.
"Ok." Chanse started to sing, and quickly Oliver stopped laughing, and listened to Chanse's singing. Chanse kept singing, and put all her feeling into it. Then Angelina came back in.
"Back." Chanse stopped singing and looked up.
"Hey, girl!" Chanse stood up and gave Angelina a hug, and they both sat down. (Angelina by the window and Chanse in between her and Oliver)
"So what have you guys been up to while I was gone, besides missing me?" Angelina laughed.
"Well, Chanse was just singing for us. That's her in the paper." Oliver took the paper and handed it to Angelina, who looked it over.
"Well, please, continue Chanse." Angelina laughed. Chanse looked at Hermione and Oliver who were waiting for her to start, and then Angelina looked at her, "Well?" She started to sing again and the three of them listen to every word that pasted through Chanse's lips.
When she was done, all of them were in ah of how well Chanse sang. "Wow that was awesome Chanse!" Angelina shouted. Oliver and Hermione agreed.
"Wow, thanks guys." Chanse blushed.
"Well, I should get back to my friends." Hermione stood up.
"I thought we were your friends too, Hermione!" Chanse laughed. Hermione smiled and looked at her funny.
"You are, but I meant, I should go back to my cabin." Chanse stood up and gave Hermione a hug, and then Hermione left. Chanse then sat down on the other side of the benches (across from Oliver). After Hermione left the three of them started to talk again. "FIVE MINUTES TILL WE ARRIVE AT HOGWARTS!" The conductor boomed over the megaphone.
"I'm excited." Chanse said. Oliver and Angelina agreed.
A few minutes later they were talking, and the train came to a stop and Chanse fell on top of Oliver, quickly she jumped off, "Sorry." Oliver blushed and nodded his head, and fixed his robe. Angelina looked at Chanse and smirked.
"Oliver and Chanse sitting in a tree..."
"Isn't that a stupid Muggle rhyme?" Oliver asked.
"Yeah." Angelina shrugged, and laughed.
"Hey," Chanse hit Oliver, "Muggles aren't stupid."
"No, I know that, I wasn't saying they were, I was saying their rhyme was."
"Oh. Ok, then." Chanse looked at the ground.
Oliver hit Angelina. "We should go get our stuff." Angelina nodded and then Oliver walked over to Chanse and gave her a hug and left the cabin. Then Angelina gave Chanse a hug, and started to leave the cabin, when she stopped in the doorway.
"Hey Chanse," Chanse looked up, "I hope your sorted into Gryffindor, and don't forget to change into your robe." Angelina smiled and ran down to Oliver.
Chanse smiled and looked down at her clothes. Sure enough she still hadn't changed out of them. She picked Geno off of her shoulder and put him back into his cage. Then Chanse took back out her wand and changed herself into her robe, and then changed everything back to normal. She looked around to make sure that everything had gone back, and then she repacked up her stuff. She put on her backpack and purse, then picked up Geno, and walked out into the aisle.
Chanse thought about what Hogwarts would be like. She started to grow inpatient with how slow the line, in the aisle, was moving. Chanse stood up and tried to look over the rest of the students that were waiting to get off the train. Surely but slowly Chanse moved to the exit of the train.
"Can I help you?" She looked at him with curiously eyes, she squinted, "Wow you look familiar."
The guy smiled, "Yeah, well actually you can't, Angelina, Katie Bell told me to come find you and tell you that she want to talk you."
"Ok, thanks, Oliver. See ya later, Chanse." Angelina stood up and walked in front of Chanse and they slapped hands, then she left the cabin. Oliver stayed in the doorway and looked over at Chanse, and looked like he was going to say something, but just quite couldn't get it out.
"Can I help you, Oliver is it?" Chanse asked.
"Now that I think of it, you look familiar too. Oh well, do you mind if I stay here and chat with you?"
"No, I guess not."
Oliver walked in and sat down on the other side of bench that Chanse was sitting on, "I'm Oliver Wood, you've probably heard of me, right?" He sat up very proudly.
"Nope." Oliver's shoulders dropped
"Oh...Ok...well who are you?"
"Chanse Jackson..."
"Are you the..."
"Yes, yes. I'm the Foxlin Chanse Jackson, in the unknown category."
"Oh. Well..."
"Yes I'm in the sixth year, without a house. That's because this is my first year at Hogwarts. And the reason why I'm not in the first year and I'm in the sixth is I'm advanced, please don't ask why."
Oliver cocked him head to the side and shrugged his shoulders, "Wow, ok all my questions are answered, but one."
"Ok, and the question would be?"
"Are you playing Quidditch?" Chanse laughed.
"Yeah, I am. I'm going out going out for Keeper. Do you play in Quidditch?"
"Yeah, I'm the Gryffindor Keeper, and Quidditch Team Captain." Oliver sat up very proudly, and looked over at Chanse. Chanse just looked at him like he was a dork. "Sorry, I'm addicted to Quidditch, and very proud for being the Quidditch captain. People say I'm going to go pro, you know!" Chanse shook her head no, "Yeah I hope I do to, cause that would kick ass!" Chanse smiled and looked down, then looked up at Oliver
"I know the feeling." Chanse laughed. Chanse continued to talk with Oliver for a while then Chanse said, "Hey I'm going to go get something to eat, you want something?"
"Nah, I'm ok, thanks though." Chanse got up and started to walk out, and then she turned around.
"Oh, Oliver by the way..."
"Yeah?"
"If you're here to hit on me, then I suggest you leave now, cause I'm not looking for a boyfriend, at all, here, I'm here for three reasons...One, Quidditch, two, my parents, and three, to learn." Then Chanse walked out of the cabin and shut the door behind her, before Oliver could answer.
Oliver's mouth was open to say something but he looked at the closed door and shut his mouth. Then he looked down at his robe, and then looked up at the door.
Chanse was walking down the hallway looking for the food cart, and she dropped her money on the floor. She bent down to pick it up and then.
*BAM*
A young girl tripped right over Chanse. Chanse stood up really quickly and shoved her money back into her pocket, "I'm so sorry, are you ok?" She bent down and helped the girl up. "You ok?"
"Yeah I'm fine," said the girl. "Hey you haven't seen a toad around here? His name is Trevor, have you seen him?"
"No, sorry, but I have some free time. Want me to help you look?" Chanse asked, and smiled at the girl. The girl smiled back at Chanse.
"Sure, that would be great. You look down there," The girl point behind Chanse, and I'll look down here." She pointed behind her.
"Ok, we can meet back in my cabin."
"Alright...Where's your cabin?"
"Oh, it's two cabin's down on the left." The girl leaned to see the cabin.
"Ok." The two girls went in separate ways, looking for a toad named, Trevor.
After a long time of looking, the girl went back to Chanse's cabin, where Oliver was still waiting for Chanse to get back. But he wasn't alone; he had gotten Geno out. "Hermione? What are you doing here?" Oliver asked.
"Well, this girl was helping me look for Trevor, once again Neville has lost him, and she told me after I was done looking for him to meet back here. What are you doing in here?"
"Well, I was talking to Chanse, that's the name of the girl who helped you."
"Oh." A few seconds later Chanse came walking in the cabin, holding a small toad in her hands.
"I think I found him." Hermione ran over and scooped up the toad.
"TREVOR! Thanks Chanse." Then she ran out of the cabin.
Chanse pointed at the girl, "How'd she know my name?"
"Oh I told her."
"Oh." Chanse sat down and looked at Geno, who was perched on top of Oliver's shoulder, "Wow you got Geno out! He usually doesn't let just anyone hold him. I guess he likes you. By the way what's that girls name?"
"That's Hermione Granger. She's a second year student." Oliver began to pet Geno, "I guess I just have an effect on animals." Oliver laughed.
"Yeah, guess so." Chanse laughed and shrugged her shoulders, "Well I didn't find the food chart. Oh well." Chanse lay back in her seat and started to talk with Oliver again.
Surprisingly they had a lot in common; they both liked sports, they both were addicted to Quidditch, they wanted to play professional Quidditch, and many other things, mainly about Quidditch though.
About twenty minutes later, a lady opened the cabin door, "Can I get you two, anything?"
"Not thanks." Chanse said, and then looked over at Oliver.
"What about you sir?"
"Do you have a copy of the Daily Prophet?"
"Yes we do," The lady opened a cabinet and pulled out a rolled up newspaper, "Here you go."
"Thank you, and here you go." Oliver handed the lady her money, and she handed him the newspaper, and then shut the door and left.
"What's the Daily Prophet?"
"It's the main newspaper, everyone reads it, to either, just read it, or to find out information they want."
"Makes since." Chanse scooted next to Oliver, and Oliver scooted over to Chanse. Oliver unrolled the newspaper and turned to the front page, and on it was a girl at the train station singing and dancing.
"Hey," Chanse looked down at her robe, "I saw that girl." Oliver exclaimed.
"No way!" Chanse yelled. She grabbed the newspaper away from Oliver and watched the girl, on the front, sing and dance. "NO WAY!"
Oliver snatched the paper back, "Good, isn't she?" Chanse quickly looked at Oliver.
She thought, 'He doesn't know.' She began to quietly laugh, then she couldn't help herself and she began laughing so hard and loud.
Soon the cabin door opened, and in the doorway was Hermione, "What's so funny?" She looked at Chanse whose face was cherry red from laughing so hard.
Then she shrugged her shoulder and came in and sat down across for Chanse. Hermione looked very puzzled, as did Oliver, rightfully so. Hermione repeated. "What's so funny?" Chanse looked at her and collected herself, then looked at Oliver.
"That Oliver doesn't know." She let out a little laugh
"I don't know what?"
"That girl on the front page..." Chanse began laughing again, and grabbed the newspaper and handed it to Hermione, who watched the girl singing and dancing.
"She's good" Hermione said. Chanse began to laugh even harder.
"Yeah, what about her? I met her before she started singing and dancing, in the train station. She had dropped some strange machine that made music, and it lost its energy bars."
Chanse looked at Oliver like he was crazy, then she knew what he was talking about. He was talking about the batteries. She began laughing harder, "That girl..." she laughed, "That girl...is..."She laughed harder.
"That girl is what?" Hermione yelled.
"Ok, ok, get it together Chanse." Chanse took a deep breath in, and let out one last little laugh "That girl in that picture thing is me!" Chanse giggled.
Oliver grabbed the newspaper from Hermione, looked at the girl, then Chanse. Chanse looked over at Oliver and smirked, "Oh Merlin! It is you!" He shouted, "Wow, you look a lot better then you did that day." He laughed. Chanse hit him, and laughed.
"Yeah I know." She laughed
Hermione took the paper back and looked at the picture. "Wow!" she looked up and Chanse, "Why don't you sing for us?" Chanse looked at Hermione, then Oliver, who was still laughing, but then he nodded yes, and began laughing again.
"Ok." Chanse started to sing, and quickly Oliver stopped laughing, and listened to Chanse's singing. Chanse kept singing, and put all her feeling into it. Then Angelina came back in.
"Back." Chanse stopped singing and looked up.
"Hey, girl!" Chanse stood up and gave Angelina a hug, and they both sat down. (Angelina by the window and Chanse in between her and Oliver)
"So what have you guys been up to while I was gone, besides missing me?" Angelina laughed.
"Well, Chanse was just singing for us. That's her in the paper." Oliver took the paper and handed it to Angelina, who looked it over.
"Well, please, continue Chanse." Angelina laughed. Chanse looked at Hermione and Oliver who were waiting for her to start, and then Angelina looked at her, "Well?" She started to sing again and the three of them listen to every word that pasted through Chanse's lips.
When she was done, all of them were in ah of how well Chanse sang. "Wow that was awesome Chanse!" Angelina shouted. Oliver and Hermione agreed.
"Wow, thanks guys." Chanse blushed.
"Well, I should get back to my friends." Hermione stood up.
"I thought we were your friends too, Hermione!" Chanse laughed. Hermione smiled and looked at her funny.
"You are, but I meant, I should go back to my cabin." Chanse stood up and gave Hermione a hug, and then Hermione left. Chanse then sat down on the other side of the benches (across from Oliver). After Hermione left the three of them started to talk again. "FIVE MINUTES TILL WE ARRIVE AT HOGWARTS!" The conductor boomed over the megaphone.
"I'm excited." Chanse said. Oliver and Angelina agreed.
A few minutes later they were talking, and the train came to a stop and Chanse fell on top of Oliver, quickly she jumped off, "Sorry." Oliver blushed and nodded his head, and fixed his robe. Angelina looked at Chanse and smirked.
"Oliver and Chanse sitting in a tree..."
"Isn't that a stupid Muggle rhyme?" Oliver asked.
"Yeah." Angelina shrugged, and laughed.
"Hey," Chanse hit Oliver, "Muggles aren't stupid."
"No, I know that, I wasn't saying they were, I was saying their rhyme was."
"Oh. Ok, then." Chanse looked at the ground.
Oliver hit Angelina. "We should go get our stuff." Angelina nodded and then Oliver walked over to Chanse and gave her a hug and left the cabin. Then Angelina gave Chanse a hug, and started to leave the cabin, when she stopped in the doorway.
"Hey Chanse," Chanse looked up, "I hope your sorted into Gryffindor, and don't forget to change into your robe." Angelina smiled and ran down to Oliver.
Chanse smiled and looked down at her clothes. Sure enough she still hadn't changed out of them. She picked Geno off of her shoulder and put him back into his cage. Then Chanse took back out her wand and changed herself into her robe, and then changed everything back to normal. She looked around to make sure that everything had gone back, and then she repacked up her stuff. She put on her backpack and purse, then picked up Geno, and walked out into the aisle.
Chanse thought about what Hogwarts would be like. She started to grow inpatient with how slow the line, in the aisle, was moving. Chanse stood up and tried to look over the rest of the students that were waiting to get off the train. Surely but slowly Chanse moved to the exit of the train.