Daisy looked up to see a huge train. Hermione and the young girl came
through the seemingly solid brick wall behind them, followed by the
parents.
All ten of them just stood there for a while, until Hermione blurted out, "Oh! Daisy, this," (she pointed to the parents) "is Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and these are their kids. Well, except for the boy with dark hair, that's."
"Harry Potter," Daisy filled in.
"Yes," Hermione continued, "and the twins are Fred and George, this," (she put her arm around the girl) "is Ginny, and the boy next to Harry is Ron. Weasleys and Harry, this is Daisy Keane.
"It's great to meet you all," Daisy said in her Irish accent. Everyone chorused in agreement.
Mr. Weasley looked at the watch on his wrist and jumped. "Alright, everyone on the train! It's about to head off!"
Everyone except Viktor and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley piled onto the train with all their stuff. Daisy remembered about Pepper at the last minute and leaned out of the train to grab him from Viktor, who gave her a last hug before she stepped back into the hall.
"Come on, Daisy, in here." She saw Ron motioning her into a compartment. She walked into a compartment with eight seats, five of them being used. Harry was sitting between Hermione and Ron, who had a window seat. Sitting across from Harry and Ron were two boys their age that Daisy had never seen before. The boy across from Harry was freckled; the one across from Ron had skin the color of milk chocolate.
Ron addressed the two boys and said, "This is Daisy Keane. Daisy, this is Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan."
Seamus, the boy with freckles, looked at her and said, "Keane? You Irish, by any chance?"
Daisy smiled and sat in the empty seat next to him. "Yes, I was born there, but we moved when I was a year old. But both my parents were Irish, so I've got the accent."
The dark boy, Dean, said, "Where did you live after that?"
Daisy took a deep breath before continuing. "We moved to Germany. When I was four, we moved to Norway. We lived there for five years before my father got a job in the Slavic branch of the Ministry, so we moved to Lithuania. When I was eleven, I moved with my father to Bulgaria so I could go to Durmstrang. And two months ago, we moved to London because Papa got a job with the British branch of the Ministry, so now I've got to switch schools."
Seamus' eyes glistened. "I don't think there've been many transfer students at Hogwarts before."
"There's never been any in the whole history of the school! I remember reading that in Hogwarts, a History," Hermione said. Daisy thought she saw Ron rolling his eyes at Seamus, who snickered.
Dean looked up with sudden thought. "Hey, Daisy, what's Viktor Krum really like? I couldn't tell while he was here; he spent so much time in the library. Is he really as quiet as he seems?"
Daisy thought she saw Hermione turning pink again.
"Well, he is pretty quiet, and very studious, but he gets started talking about Quidditch he'll never stop!"
Harry spoke up for the first time. "Too bad he's not a Keeper, or we could kidnap him to take Wood's place."
"Wood?" Daisy inquired.
"Yeah." Harry looked sad at the thought. "He was the Keeper on our House Quidditch team, but he graduated. We're going to need a replacement, but no one in Gryffindor is any good."
"Well, there's that second-year, Danny Something." Ron began.
Daisy interrupted him. "Are girls allowed on the team?"
Harry nodded. "All our Chasers are girls. I'm the Seeker, and Fred and George Weasley are the Beaters. Wood used to call them Human Bludgers."
"I wonder what house I'll be in," Daisy thought out loud.
"I hope you're in Gryffindor with all of us," Hermione said. "That way I'll have another girl in my year to talk to. Usually it's just these guys and Neville."
Daisy said something that had been on her mind the past few minutes: "Viktor taught me to play Quidditch as Keeper. If I'm in Gryffindor, and you don't have anyone else of course, I'd like to give the House team a try. But you aren't going to want a transfer student anyway, especially one taught the position by a Seeker."
"Are you any good?" Seamus asked.
"Well, Viktor said I was, and our friend Alexander Poliakoff used to tell me I could play for a national team, if only I could figure out which country I belong to."
"Excellent!" Ron was clearly elated. "Now we'll slam Slytherin for sure!"
"But, Ron, we don't even know what House she's going to be in," said Hermione matter-of-factly.
Dean looked stunned. "Aw, Hermione, don't shoot us down like that!"
Before Hermione or anyone else could reply, a strange looking witch opened the door to their compartment, looking around at them all.
All ten of them just stood there for a while, until Hermione blurted out, "Oh! Daisy, this," (she pointed to the parents) "is Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and these are their kids. Well, except for the boy with dark hair, that's."
"Harry Potter," Daisy filled in.
"Yes," Hermione continued, "and the twins are Fred and George, this," (she put her arm around the girl) "is Ginny, and the boy next to Harry is Ron. Weasleys and Harry, this is Daisy Keane.
"It's great to meet you all," Daisy said in her Irish accent. Everyone chorused in agreement.
Mr. Weasley looked at the watch on his wrist and jumped. "Alright, everyone on the train! It's about to head off!"
Everyone except Viktor and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley piled onto the train with all their stuff. Daisy remembered about Pepper at the last minute and leaned out of the train to grab him from Viktor, who gave her a last hug before she stepped back into the hall.
"Come on, Daisy, in here." She saw Ron motioning her into a compartment. She walked into a compartment with eight seats, five of them being used. Harry was sitting between Hermione and Ron, who had a window seat. Sitting across from Harry and Ron were two boys their age that Daisy had never seen before. The boy across from Harry was freckled; the one across from Ron had skin the color of milk chocolate.
Ron addressed the two boys and said, "This is Daisy Keane. Daisy, this is Dean Thomas and Seamus Finnegan."
Seamus, the boy with freckles, looked at her and said, "Keane? You Irish, by any chance?"
Daisy smiled and sat in the empty seat next to him. "Yes, I was born there, but we moved when I was a year old. But both my parents were Irish, so I've got the accent."
The dark boy, Dean, said, "Where did you live after that?"
Daisy took a deep breath before continuing. "We moved to Germany. When I was four, we moved to Norway. We lived there for five years before my father got a job in the Slavic branch of the Ministry, so we moved to Lithuania. When I was eleven, I moved with my father to Bulgaria so I could go to Durmstrang. And two months ago, we moved to London because Papa got a job with the British branch of the Ministry, so now I've got to switch schools."
Seamus' eyes glistened. "I don't think there've been many transfer students at Hogwarts before."
"There's never been any in the whole history of the school! I remember reading that in Hogwarts, a History," Hermione said. Daisy thought she saw Ron rolling his eyes at Seamus, who snickered.
Dean looked up with sudden thought. "Hey, Daisy, what's Viktor Krum really like? I couldn't tell while he was here; he spent so much time in the library. Is he really as quiet as he seems?"
Daisy thought she saw Hermione turning pink again.
"Well, he is pretty quiet, and very studious, but he gets started talking about Quidditch he'll never stop!"
Harry spoke up for the first time. "Too bad he's not a Keeper, or we could kidnap him to take Wood's place."
"Wood?" Daisy inquired.
"Yeah." Harry looked sad at the thought. "He was the Keeper on our House Quidditch team, but he graduated. We're going to need a replacement, but no one in Gryffindor is any good."
"Well, there's that second-year, Danny Something." Ron began.
Daisy interrupted him. "Are girls allowed on the team?"
Harry nodded. "All our Chasers are girls. I'm the Seeker, and Fred and George Weasley are the Beaters. Wood used to call them Human Bludgers."
"I wonder what house I'll be in," Daisy thought out loud.
"I hope you're in Gryffindor with all of us," Hermione said. "That way I'll have another girl in my year to talk to. Usually it's just these guys and Neville."
Daisy said something that had been on her mind the past few minutes: "Viktor taught me to play Quidditch as Keeper. If I'm in Gryffindor, and you don't have anyone else of course, I'd like to give the House team a try. But you aren't going to want a transfer student anyway, especially one taught the position by a Seeker."
"Are you any good?" Seamus asked.
"Well, Viktor said I was, and our friend Alexander Poliakoff used to tell me I could play for a national team, if only I could figure out which country I belong to."
"Excellent!" Ron was clearly elated. "Now we'll slam Slytherin for sure!"
"But, Ron, we don't even know what House she's going to be in," said Hermione matter-of-factly.
Dean looked stunned. "Aw, Hermione, don't shoot us down like that!"
Before Hermione or anyone else could reply, a strange looking witch opened the door to their compartment, looking around at them all.
