This is just a bit of fluff. The next chappy is when it gets good. Smiles
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Chap. 4. Why Didn't You Tell Me?!
Hermione pulled up to the station around 10:00. She new she was early, but who really cared? She got a trolley, and put her stuff onto it. She walked into the station and saw a few muggles walking around the other trains. Hermione walked between the barriers 9 and 10 and looked around. No one was watching. She took a couple steps back and ran toward it.
She disappeared into the barrier and almost ran head long into the scarlet train. Hermione smiled, as she looked the train over. She took an intake of breath and looked around. No one was around her. Not even a sign of an owl, except hers.
Crookshanks and died of stress a year earlier. Ron had laughed so hard, he was crying. He stopped when Hermione hexed him.
Hermione walked up to the train and put her stuff into the first compartment. She sat down and took out a book. 'Rose Madder' from Stephen King. The story made Hermione think more than she already did. She thought the story was sad and that women shouldn't be treated the way the woman's husband did. Hermione read for another 30 minutes until she heard two very familiar voices. She stood up and stood by the door.
"Do you think she would spazz if an owl came by her window and told her we were witches?" asked Jade's mature voice from the other side of the door.
"I think she would," said Angie's voice.
Hermione slid the door open and came face to face with Jade and Angie.
"Hermione?!?!" they asked in surprise. "What are you doing here?" all three girls said at once. "What are you doing here?!" they asked again. Hermione grabbed there hands and pulled them into the compartment. "Your witches?" Hermione asked. "Uh, duh," Jade said. Angie hit her in the arm. "Why didn't you tell us you were a witch, Herms?" Angie asked. "We aren't supposed to tell muggles about us," was Hermione's reply. "But we aren't muggles," Jade informed Hermione. "But she didn't know that," Angie said. "Well sorry," Jade said, leaning to one side and resting her hands on her hips. Angie shook her head and got their stuff into the compartment and put it on racks.
"Where did you guys go to school?" Hermione asked. "We went to Shaman. It's in America," Angie informed Hermione. "Shaman?" Hermione asked. Angie nodded and Jade just sat there. "If you went to a different wizarding school, why are you here? Are you professors?" Hermione asked. "Oh nuh. We're the new students," Angie said sarcastically. Hermione frowned and shook her head. "What positions?" Hermione asked. "I'm," Jade started," the substitute for Professor Flitwick, and Angie's taking Sprout's place. This is going to be so cool!" "I wonder where Sprout and Flitwick are going," Hermione said to herself, but Angie and Jade heard. "I wonder too," Angie said. "Hey! Look!" Jade exclaimed standing up.
Students were walking through the barrier. "Wow! We have to teach that many kids?" Angie asked. "We're 21, Angie. We can deal with a bunch of kids," Hermione said. Angie just kept looking out the window at her pupils.
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The train started to move and Hermione looked out the window. She saw the land whizzing past the window. "I'm going to go to the bathroom," Hermione said to Jade and Angie. "Bye," Jade said. Hermione nodded and walked out the door.
Hermione walked along the train slowly, getting looks from girls and boys who were obviously fans of hers. Hermione sighed as a little second year girl run up to her and ask for her autograph.
Hermione finally found the bathroom and came out five minutes later after checking her make-up. 'I hope this year is going to be a good one' she thought to herself.
While Hermione was walking down the isle back to her compartment, someone knocked her over. "I'm sorry," said a male voice. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up and set her on her feet. Hermione turned to say thanks, but when she turned the person was going to the next car. The man had short, spiky platinum blonde hair and he was tall. She couldn't see his face because his back was facing her. "Thank you," Hermione called after him. He didn't hear her. Hermione shrugged and walked back to her compartment.
Chap. 4. Why Didn't You Tell Me?!
Hermione pulled up to the station around 10:00. She new she was early, but who really cared? She got a trolley, and put her stuff onto it. She walked into the station and saw a few muggles walking around the other trains. Hermione walked between the barriers 9 and 10 and looked around. No one was watching. She took a couple steps back and ran toward it.
She disappeared into the barrier and almost ran head long into the scarlet train. Hermione smiled, as she looked the train over. She took an intake of breath and looked around. No one was around her. Not even a sign of an owl, except hers.
Crookshanks and died of stress a year earlier. Ron had laughed so hard, he was crying. He stopped when Hermione hexed him.
Hermione walked up to the train and put her stuff into the first compartment. She sat down and took out a book. 'Rose Madder' from Stephen King. The story made Hermione think more than she already did. She thought the story was sad and that women shouldn't be treated the way the woman's husband did. Hermione read for another 30 minutes until she heard two very familiar voices. She stood up and stood by the door.
"Do you think she would spazz if an owl came by her window and told her we were witches?" asked Jade's mature voice from the other side of the door.
"I think she would," said Angie's voice.
Hermione slid the door open and came face to face with Jade and Angie.
"Hermione?!?!" they asked in surprise. "What are you doing here?" all three girls said at once. "What are you doing here?!" they asked again. Hermione grabbed there hands and pulled them into the compartment. "Your witches?" Hermione asked. "Uh, duh," Jade said. Angie hit her in the arm. "Why didn't you tell us you were a witch, Herms?" Angie asked. "We aren't supposed to tell muggles about us," was Hermione's reply. "But we aren't muggles," Jade informed Hermione. "But she didn't know that," Angie said. "Well sorry," Jade said, leaning to one side and resting her hands on her hips. Angie shook her head and got their stuff into the compartment and put it on racks.
"Where did you guys go to school?" Hermione asked. "We went to Shaman. It's in America," Angie informed Hermione. "Shaman?" Hermione asked. Angie nodded and Jade just sat there. "If you went to a different wizarding school, why are you here? Are you professors?" Hermione asked. "Oh nuh. We're the new students," Angie said sarcastically. Hermione frowned and shook her head. "What positions?" Hermione asked. "I'm," Jade started," the substitute for Professor Flitwick, and Angie's taking Sprout's place. This is going to be so cool!" "I wonder where Sprout and Flitwick are going," Hermione said to herself, but Angie and Jade heard. "I wonder too," Angie said. "Hey! Look!" Jade exclaimed standing up.
Students were walking through the barrier. "Wow! We have to teach that many kids?" Angie asked. "We're 21, Angie. We can deal with a bunch of kids," Hermione said. Angie just kept looking out the window at her pupils.
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The train started to move and Hermione looked out the window. She saw the land whizzing past the window. "I'm going to go to the bathroom," Hermione said to Jade and Angie. "Bye," Jade said. Hermione nodded and walked out the door.
Hermione walked along the train slowly, getting looks from girls and boys who were obviously fans of hers. Hermione sighed as a little second year girl run up to her and ask for her autograph.
Hermione finally found the bathroom and came out five minutes later after checking her make-up. 'I hope this year is going to be a good one' she thought to herself.
While Hermione was walking down the isle back to her compartment, someone knocked her over. "I'm sorry," said a male voice. He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her up and set her on her feet. Hermione turned to say thanks, but when she turned the person was going to the next car. The man had short, spiky platinum blonde hair and he was tall. She couldn't see his face because his back was facing her. "Thank you," Hermione called after him. He didn't hear her. Hermione shrugged and walked back to her compartment.
