A/N: I know these last 2 chapters were kinda short, but I promise the rest will be longer - promise ::crosses fingers behind back::

~*~*~Chapter 2: The Boy Who Lived~*~*~

Addie put her headphones back on and heard the end of Evanescence "Going Under." Then Linkin Park's "Faint" began (another muggle group). She hummed along being careful not to sing, as she didn't want another unexpected visitor to hear her.

After two or three more songs, Addie noticed someone opening the compartment door. A boy with gorgeous, green eyes and black ruffled hair appeared. She lowered her headphones once again.

"So the rumors are true," he said.

"Depends on the rumor," a small smile crept across her face but she tried to hide it as she rarely smiled.

"Harry Potter," Harry held out his hand.

Addie looked at it and decided that he worth her time. She took his hand obligingly.

"So the boy who lived - still lives."

"Even Americans have heard of me!?! There's no escaping it!!"

"Who hasn't!? Ever since you defeated Voldemort-" Harry flinched. "What?"

"Not used to other people saying Voldemort is all. None of my friends say it."

"Oh."

They sat in an awkward silence for all of ten minutes and then Addie broke the silence.

"I'm Addie by the way - Addie Beamrod."

"Well Addie Beamrod, it was nice to meet you. Why don't you come on over and sit with us at the Gryffindor table before you are sorted."

"Er - Sure! Why not? See ya then!" And with that, Harry exited the compartment smiling.

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"Hey Addie! Over here!"

She turned around and saw Harry getting into a carriage waving at her. She walked over. Addie never ran, exersing wasn't something she liked. She climbed in the carriage and saw a red haired boy with freckles dotting his face and a brunette with wild, bushy hair contained in a ponytail.

"Hey," Addie said.