WOOD'S STORY

DISCLAIMER: once again, I would like to say that I own none of the Harry Potter characters. The characters of Elenore, Jen, Ian, Magalin, and Oliver's parents are my own creation.

CHAPTER TWO

Suddenly the compartment door opened, and in walked another boy of 11.
"Hello. What's your name?" said the boy.

"My name's Oliver Wood? Who're you?"

"I'm Ian. Ian Turner. I'm just starting Hogwarts too."

"How'd you know I was just starting?" asked an amazed Oliver.

"Well, you're just about my size. Maybe a few inches shorter, but still close enough. And you looked scared out of your mind."
"Yeah, I guess I am kind of scared." Oliver admitted. "It's my first time away from home."
Ian smiled and said, "Me too. Now I don't feel so alone."
The compartment's door opened again, and in walked another boy, this time wearing horn-rimmed glasses and a look of superiority on his face. Ian gave Oliver a look that clearly said, "What the heck's up with this guy?"
"Oh, some more first years like myself." the new boy said.

"You could start by telling us your name," said Ian. The boy gave Ian a look of total contempt and said in the most pompous way imaginable, "I am Percy Weasley, and my father works for the Ministry of Magic." "My name's Oliver Wood." "My name's Ian Turner, and I think you're a pompous git, Percy Weasley," said Ian with a sly grin on his face. "You'd better watch yourself Ian Turner," said Percy, whose ears had turned red with embarrassment, "Albus Dumbledore won't stand for that kind of thing at his school." With that Percy turned and left the compartment. As soon as he left, Oliver and Ian burst out laughing. "I can't believe you said that to the son of a Ministry official!" said Oliver between laughs. "It was nothing. Weasley and me are next-door neighbors. I get on better with his younger brothers Fred and George, they're just like me." replied Ian. Suddenly, the train came to a stop. "I guess this is it." said Ian. "I'm glad I changed into my robes first thing." "Me too." said Oliver. He was nervous, more nervous than he had ever been in his life. "Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" said Hagrid, Hogwarts' gamekeeper. Oliver and Ian walked over to the very large gamekeeper, joining the already moving group of kids their age. The group climbed into a long line of boats, which started moving towards a bridge. After passing under the bridge, Ian poked Oliver in the side and said, "Look!" Oliver looked up, and got his first glimpse of the castle that would be his home until the summer. He had finally arrived at Hogwarts.