The Green Bean Machine
Chapter 2-Surprises
"Hi Dana," Hermione greeted me cheerfully. The girls down the seat from me became hushed, and whispered to themselves.
"Hey Hermione," I giggled from the girls silencing, because, surely, they had heard of the 'mind powers' of the one and only Hermione Granger. I patted the seat across from me for her to sit down on as she gracefully sauntered across the cabin in her robe. Right behind her was Ron Weasley. He looked at me, and then his ears took the hue of a valentine, then sat down next to Hermione. He was still wearing his regular clothes, a blue and yellow striped shirt with a Chudley Cannons icon in the right side of his chest and denim pants. I could tell for some reason that he was uncomfortable around me, so I became fascinated with the fine threads on the cushion I was sitting on and tried not to pay any attention to him. When I looked up, I saw Ron staring at my shoes. I thought if anything embarrassing was on my shoes, or if they weren't tied or they were mismatched. Before I was going to drown in all of the possibilities, Hermione interrogated me on my summer.
"Same old, same old," I replied looking at a somewhat humored smile that appeared across Hermione's face. "Nothing new in the orphanage. I think something around eight girls got a home and two boys also, something around that digit. I don't know what it is with everyone adopting girls. I mean, they are nice and all, but so are boys."
I looked up and Ron and my eyes met. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hermione's humored smile grow larger. I quickly looked at the floor, then to Hermione and smiled jollity. "I wish someone would take you in," she said soothingly and caringly.
"It would be nice, but, you know, er, I mean." I stumbled across my words.
Hermione smiled and nodded her head. She knew what I meant, knowing that I am not the sort of person that was selfish to get the best for myself. During that moment of silence, Ron was the one to speak. "I'b itter be gowing to change to mye robs."
With that, he left. I must have had a confused look on my face because Hermione stated, "He was going to change his robes."
I nodded comprehendingly. "He likes you, Dana."
"What?" I said half in shock and disbelief.
"He fancies you," Hermione said patiently.
"Oh, um, that's nice," I replied with almost a bored sounding tone. "Well, no one has ever liked me before."
"Well," said Hermione in a quieter volume, "you are pretty shy."
"Thanks for restating the obvious," I replied with as restrained or more restrained voice.
"I bet you would be the most popular girl in the whole school if you made your voice heard," Hermione spoke, encouragingly.
I sat back, crossed my arms, and looked out the window. "Yeah, I bet your right. I just need a jumpstart, something that gets me in off the side of the road. I need something that pulls me to be in front of the crowd. For me to be a leader. Ugh, the words 'me' and 'leader' don't belong in the same sentence, yet." I smiled and looked back at Hermione. She smiled.
"The key word is 'yet'," she enforced. Her calm smile that was giving me confidence suddenly pulled down to a frown, her misty brown eyes grew large, her thick bushy eyebrows rose, and her nostrils flared.
"Do you smell that?"
I slowly inhaled, and an incredibly familiar smell populated my nose. I closed my eyes. I remembered that smell coming from the orphanage's kitchen, and one of my friend's 'great' experiment, and that horrid fire that killed everyone that Thanksgiving Day. Smoke. I opened my eyes and gave Hermione a grim nod. Just then, I felt myself being pulled to my right. I looked over at Hermione and she was too. The whole train was. The train was tipping over. I heard shrieks from Hermione and other girls in different cabins. There was a moment of silence and I tried not to concentrate all of the blood on my knees and hands.
Then, Hermione told me in an elusive voice, "Dana, now just might be your chance."
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Chapter 2-Surprises
"Hi Dana," Hermione greeted me cheerfully. The girls down the seat from me became hushed, and whispered to themselves.
"Hey Hermione," I giggled from the girls silencing, because, surely, they had heard of the 'mind powers' of the one and only Hermione Granger. I patted the seat across from me for her to sit down on as she gracefully sauntered across the cabin in her robe. Right behind her was Ron Weasley. He looked at me, and then his ears took the hue of a valentine, then sat down next to Hermione. He was still wearing his regular clothes, a blue and yellow striped shirt with a Chudley Cannons icon in the right side of his chest and denim pants. I could tell for some reason that he was uncomfortable around me, so I became fascinated with the fine threads on the cushion I was sitting on and tried not to pay any attention to him. When I looked up, I saw Ron staring at my shoes. I thought if anything embarrassing was on my shoes, or if they weren't tied or they were mismatched. Before I was going to drown in all of the possibilities, Hermione interrogated me on my summer.
"Same old, same old," I replied looking at a somewhat humored smile that appeared across Hermione's face. "Nothing new in the orphanage. I think something around eight girls got a home and two boys also, something around that digit. I don't know what it is with everyone adopting girls. I mean, they are nice and all, but so are boys."
I looked up and Ron and my eyes met. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Hermione's humored smile grow larger. I quickly looked at the floor, then to Hermione and smiled jollity. "I wish someone would take you in," she said soothingly and caringly.
"It would be nice, but, you know, er, I mean." I stumbled across my words.
Hermione smiled and nodded her head. She knew what I meant, knowing that I am not the sort of person that was selfish to get the best for myself. During that moment of silence, Ron was the one to speak. "I'b itter be gowing to change to mye robs."
With that, he left. I must have had a confused look on my face because Hermione stated, "He was going to change his robes."
I nodded comprehendingly. "He likes you, Dana."
"What?" I said half in shock and disbelief.
"He fancies you," Hermione said patiently.
"Oh, um, that's nice," I replied with almost a bored sounding tone. "Well, no one has ever liked me before."
"Well," said Hermione in a quieter volume, "you are pretty shy."
"Thanks for restating the obvious," I replied with as restrained or more restrained voice.
"I bet you would be the most popular girl in the whole school if you made your voice heard," Hermione spoke, encouragingly.
I sat back, crossed my arms, and looked out the window. "Yeah, I bet your right. I just need a jumpstart, something that gets me in off the side of the road. I need something that pulls me to be in front of the crowd. For me to be a leader. Ugh, the words 'me' and 'leader' don't belong in the same sentence, yet." I smiled and looked back at Hermione. She smiled.
"The key word is 'yet'," she enforced. Her calm smile that was giving me confidence suddenly pulled down to a frown, her misty brown eyes grew large, her thick bushy eyebrows rose, and her nostrils flared.
"Do you smell that?"
I slowly inhaled, and an incredibly familiar smell populated my nose. I closed my eyes. I remembered that smell coming from the orphanage's kitchen, and one of my friend's 'great' experiment, and that horrid fire that killed everyone that Thanksgiving Day. Smoke. I opened my eyes and gave Hermione a grim nod. Just then, I felt myself being pulled to my right. I looked over at Hermione and she was too. The whole train was. The train was tipping over. I heard shrieks from Hermione and other girls in different cabins. There was a moment of silence and I tried not to concentrate all of the blood on my knees and hands.
Then, Hermione told me in an elusive voice, "Dana, now just might be your chance."
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