I just remembered something today! :
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own most of these characters, J.K. Rowling (literary genius that she is) owns them. All I own is the (pathetic excuse for a) plot and Daisy Keane.
Okay now on to the important part! And thank you Shawn =)
"Hello, dears," said the old woman sweetly. She was pushing a cart full of wizard candy and snacks. "Will any of you be buying anything from the cart today?"
Seamus, Dean, and Harry all pulled money out and bought plenty of junk food, enough to share with the others. When they all had their purchases, they sat back down and the lady left, closing the compartment door.
"Chocolate frog?" Seamus handed one of his snacks over to Daisy.
As soon as she had taken the chocolate and thanked him, the compartment door burst open and a short, round-faced boy ran in, slammed the door shut behind him, tripped over his robes, and fell to the floor.
"Neville!" Ron yelled. "What's wrong?"
Neville panted for breath. Between gasps, he managed to say, "Malfoy!"
Seamus jumped up and took out his wand. "Alright, what'd that pus ball do now?" Dean, Ron, and Harry stood up as well, each of them pulling out his wand."
Neville stood up, helped by Hermione. He had somewhat managed to catch his breath. "No. not him. not Draco."
"Lucius?" Hermione asked.
Neville nodded.
"Damn," Seamus muttered. "I really wanted an excuse to curse him."
"Me too," said Ron. "One of these days, though, I won't need an excuse. I'll just catch a glimpse of him and WHAM! He'll be a ferret again!"
Everyone laughed, even Daisy, who had no clue what Ron meant by "again."
Hermione seemed to be the first to come to her senses. "Hang on, Neville. Where did you see Lucius Malfoy?"
"I didn't." Neville sounded fearful. "I heard him. He must have Apparated onto the train or something."
Hermione gave Neville and took the seat on the end next to him; the four other boys sat down and put their wands away.
Hermione had a thoughtful look on her face. "Neville, I don't think that's possible. No, I know it isn't possible. There must have been some kind of device. I remember reading about something in a book this summer called an audistora."
"Bill's told me about those!" Ron exclaimed. "They're supposed to be like Muggle walkie-talkies, except they run on magic, not electricity. Right, Hermione?"
"Right, Ron. Malfoy must have been using an audistora to talk to his father. I can't think what else it could be."
At that moment, there was a loud knock on the compartment door. Neville let out a squeak of terror. The door opened yet again, this time revealing a pale, blond boy flanked by what looked at first like two apes, but Daisy soon realized that they were only tall, ugly boys. The blond boy looked at Daisy.
"Who are you? I don't remember seeing you before," he said to her.
Daisy stared back at him. "This is my first year here. I used to go to Durmstrang."
"Well in that case, I think you should be with my crowd." The boy sat in the empty seat next to her. "You're not in good company now; you wouldn't want to be seen in the company of a Weasley and a Mudblood." He looked pointedly at Ron and Hermione as he said this.
Daisy gasped when she realized that he had called Hermione a Mudblood.
The boy stared at her with a different look on his face; a look of what he obviously thought was sympathy. "So like I was saying, come to the next chamber with me and meet some real wizards, the kind who aren't a disgrace to our people."
"No thanks, I'm having fun with these wizards," Daisy quickly retorted. "They don't seem much of a disgrace to me. Besides, I, as a half-blood, would much rather be with a Weasley and a Muggle-born than with someone who uses the word 'Mudblood' so freely. Thanks anyway, though. Maybe later." She gave him a fake smile.
The boy scowled and stood up as he walked off with his two silent companions. Daisy got up and shut the door behind them, then sat back down next to Seamus.
She looked around at everyone. "Let me guess. that was Malfoy?"
"Yes," Hermione said with a disgusted expression on her face.
"Well, I can definitely see why you all want to curse him. I wouldn't mind helping you on that one; I know a damn good one for making someone sprout fangs. all over their body."
This seemed to lighten the mood, since everyone laughed, although Neville's laugh seemed a bit forced.
The rest of the train trip passed without disruption - well, except when Fred and George came in to test some pieces of joke candy, one of which made Neville's skin turn bright blue for about 15 minutes. Laughs were shared and friends were made as the train descended into the night and Daisy felt, for the first time, glad to be there.
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own most of these characters, J.K. Rowling (literary genius that she is) owns them. All I own is the (pathetic excuse for a) plot and Daisy Keane.
Okay now on to the important part! And thank you Shawn =)
"Hello, dears," said the old woman sweetly. She was pushing a cart full of wizard candy and snacks. "Will any of you be buying anything from the cart today?"
Seamus, Dean, and Harry all pulled money out and bought plenty of junk food, enough to share with the others. When they all had their purchases, they sat back down and the lady left, closing the compartment door.
"Chocolate frog?" Seamus handed one of his snacks over to Daisy.
As soon as she had taken the chocolate and thanked him, the compartment door burst open and a short, round-faced boy ran in, slammed the door shut behind him, tripped over his robes, and fell to the floor.
"Neville!" Ron yelled. "What's wrong?"
Neville panted for breath. Between gasps, he managed to say, "Malfoy!"
Seamus jumped up and took out his wand. "Alright, what'd that pus ball do now?" Dean, Ron, and Harry stood up as well, each of them pulling out his wand."
Neville stood up, helped by Hermione. He had somewhat managed to catch his breath. "No. not him. not Draco."
"Lucius?" Hermione asked.
Neville nodded.
"Damn," Seamus muttered. "I really wanted an excuse to curse him."
"Me too," said Ron. "One of these days, though, I won't need an excuse. I'll just catch a glimpse of him and WHAM! He'll be a ferret again!"
Everyone laughed, even Daisy, who had no clue what Ron meant by "again."
Hermione seemed to be the first to come to her senses. "Hang on, Neville. Where did you see Lucius Malfoy?"
"I didn't." Neville sounded fearful. "I heard him. He must have Apparated onto the train or something."
Hermione gave Neville and took the seat on the end next to him; the four other boys sat down and put their wands away.
Hermione had a thoughtful look on her face. "Neville, I don't think that's possible. No, I know it isn't possible. There must have been some kind of device. I remember reading about something in a book this summer called an audistora."
"Bill's told me about those!" Ron exclaimed. "They're supposed to be like Muggle walkie-talkies, except they run on magic, not electricity. Right, Hermione?"
"Right, Ron. Malfoy must have been using an audistora to talk to his father. I can't think what else it could be."
At that moment, there was a loud knock on the compartment door. Neville let out a squeak of terror. The door opened yet again, this time revealing a pale, blond boy flanked by what looked at first like two apes, but Daisy soon realized that they were only tall, ugly boys. The blond boy looked at Daisy.
"Who are you? I don't remember seeing you before," he said to her.
Daisy stared back at him. "This is my first year here. I used to go to Durmstrang."
"Well in that case, I think you should be with my crowd." The boy sat in the empty seat next to her. "You're not in good company now; you wouldn't want to be seen in the company of a Weasley and a Mudblood." He looked pointedly at Ron and Hermione as he said this.
Daisy gasped when she realized that he had called Hermione a Mudblood.
The boy stared at her with a different look on his face; a look of what he obviously thought was sympathy. "So like I was saying, come to the next chamber with me and meet some real wizards, the kind who aren't a disgrace to our people."
"No thanks, I'm having fun with these wizards," Daisy quickly retorted. "They don't seem much of a disgrace to me. Besides, I, as a half-blood, would much rather be with a Weasley and a Muggle-born than with someone who uses the word 'Mudblood' so freely. Thanks anyway, though. Maybe later." She gave him a fake smile.
The boy scowled and stood up as he walked off with his two silent companions. Daisy got up and shut the door behind them, then sat back down next to Seamus.
She looked around at everyone. "Let me guess. that was Malfoy?"
"Yes," Hermione said with a disgusted expression on her face.
"Well, I can definitely see why you all want to curse him. I wouldn't mind helping you on that one; I know a damn good one for making someone sprout fangs. all over their body."
This seemed to lighten the mood, since everyone laughed, although Neville's laugh seemed a bit forced.
The rest of the train trip passed without disruption - well, except when Fred and George came in to test some pieces of joke candy, one of which made Neville's skin turn bright blue for about 15 minutes. Laughs were shared and friends were made as the train descended into the night and Daisy felt, for the first time, glad to be there.
