A/N I had a lot of trouble with this chapter. It was 10 pages
long, but it was so boring! I mean, even I fell asleep just reading
it. So I tried to describe stuff to a minimum. That way you get
the gist of it without being bored. Also, one reviewer, audball29...SHE'S
MY BEST FRIEND!!! SHE ACTUALLY CAME ON HERE AND READ IT! FRIENDS
SINCE 1st GRADE WE ARE!!! lol hyper. anyways read!
A Walk To Remember
Leslie Croft
Marie Marks was short and normal
sized. She had red hair like Ginny's but not has fiery. Ginny
noticed that when she was irritated she would throw sarcasm at
anyone who spoke to her. She saw that when another SAWWA student
asked her something.
What grabbed Ginny's attention
was a frantic girl speeding down the hall with a bookbag on her
bag. Marie held out her arm and the girl slammed right into it.
"Lez, what's wrong?"
The girl was panting from running
so hard and fast. "My--brother--Mom--needs--me." She
looked at the five girls. "Are these them?"
Marie nodded. "Everyone,
this is Leslie Croft. Next week she's bringing people to her home
to live with. I'm from New York, she lives here." Leslie
shook hands with everyone.
"Now really, I hafta go.
Peace!" She sped down the hall once again, out of Ginny's
sight. That was weird... she thought.
The main building--the middle
one--was held for schooling. It had the Dining Hall, Auditorium,
the teachers' offices, and classes. It had four levels, but the
first floor was about two stories tall. The dorms were MUCH different
than at Hogwarts. It was...cramped. After they walked through
the front door, Ginny found herself looking at a first floor lobby
with six staircases. Each one led up to the team's dorms. There
was no password, just an invisible boundary to get to the dorms.
If you weren't in that team, you were 'zapped' and thrown back.
Tobblestodson was blue. Nothing
but blue. They went up six flights of stairs and every lounge
was blue. By the time they reached the eighth floor held for seventh
years, Ginny was wiped out. She liked Hogwarts better. No doubt.
The dorms were separated girls on one side of the lounge and boys
on the other. Marie pushed open the door and led the five girls
down a dark hall. Once they went passed, Ginny noted a bathroom
door, showers, and supply closet. They turned and went passed
more than ten bedrooms until they reached their destination.
"This will be your room.
The boys will be in the boy dorms, but don't try going there.
It's just like the stairs. Get ready and then I'll take you down
for the meeting." Marie left the girls in peace.
Ginny turned and saw the room
was square. It had three bunkbeds and two windows. Across the
bunkbeds were three dressers, enough for two people each. No desks.
It was very cramped when the trunks appeared. Ginny started to
feel sorry and made a mental note to ask Marie why they can't
have another magical school somewhere in America.
Ginny met all six team teachers
from Tobblestodson, Lonestar, Chartington, Smithian, Hawksle and
Kanzord. Ms. Mast (who looked a lot like Sinistra), Ms. Smith
(a very nice African-American), Mr. Ohmer (who looked very much
like Mr. Clean, only lacking the earring), Ms. Babb (who seemed
nice when Ginny met her, but something told her that Babb wasn't
always that nice...), Mr. Hunter (a tall and naturally tan man
with braces), and Mr. Johnson (a tall African-American who seemed
strict about education), respectively.
She also met the headmaster--principal
as Marie called him. He was Mr. Carrington. Not Professor Carrington.
Every teacher was inroduced as Mr. or Mrs., and he wanted everyone
to call them that. It was a big change from Hogwarts, but Ginny
thought she could handle it.
Carrington finished his speech
on welcoming, rules, teachers, blah blah blah. Then he announced
who would live with who at the end of the week. Every SAWWA student
who was called had to stand up so the people who were going to
be with them would know who to look for. "Leslie Croft."
No one stood.
Marie did. "She had to leave
early, sir."
Carrington nodded. "Right.
Well, Parvati Patil, Carrie Small, Hermione Granger, and Ginny
Weasley, you will room with her."
Good,
Ginny thought. Someone I already met.
He continued. "Tony Gohsler!"
A boy that looked so much like Draco, only with brown hair, stood
up. "Harry Potter--" gasps from SAWWA students, "Ronald
Weasley, Blaise Zambini, and Draco Malfoy, you will room with
him." Ginny and Hermione threw glances and Harry and Ron.
I can't believe they have to live with that insufferable bastard! Yes although Draco was nice on the plane, she knew he'd never
be nice to her again. It just wasn't Malfoy! And plus, the boys
rival enemies, how COULD they live with him? Harry and Ron looked
at eachother (more like glared) and sighed. SOMEHOW they'd deal
with him.
Ding! Dong! Ginny
rang the doorbell of Leslie Croft's HUGE white house. The neighborhood
they were in was old, but obviously rich. Leslie beamed when she
saw the four girls at her door.
"Hi! Come in, come in."
She shuffled everyone inside and closed the door. "Your stuff
is all upstairs in the guestroom. My room's way too small for
all of us. Follow me." She ran up the stairs with the girls
following behind. The room was a lot like the one back at the
castle (bunkbeds again) but in one cornet near a VERY large bay
window was a desk with a computer and a bunch of puff chairs.
The room had cream walls and white carpet, but it was nice and
cozy.
"I'm next door. Don't go
into any other room except mine. My old brothers are across the
hall, my baby brother next door, my little sister next to me,
and my parents down the hall a bit." She pointed to every
door in the hall, and led them down a bit more. "The bathroom's
at the very end. I'm the only one who uses it, since everyone
else has their own." She shrugged.
Ginny looked closely at Leslie.
She had over-the-summer tan, and very curly (spiral) dark brown
hair. She had both ears pierced twice, and a third on her left
at the top of the ear. She had a great smile, and she was skinny.
She had big brown eyes and she was slightly taller than Ginny,
but they met eye to eye.
"My brothers are 24 and
22. They come home on the weekends, Jacob and Andy. My little
sister is 7, she's Elizabeth. And my baby brother Dan. You'll
meet them all later tonight." She shrugged again and headed
toward her room. It was sponge painted blue, purple, and red.
The carpet was a dark purple. She had a twin bed in one corner,
a dresser and a desk in another. Posters covered the walls almost
entirely. It was small.
She walked over to her window
and pointed at the house next door. It had a pool and deck in
the backyard. "Tony Gohsler lives over there." She turned
to the girls who were sitting on her bed. "He's a bad-boy-turned-good.
Still bad though. But he's nice. You'll like him." She smirked.
"Just watch out in the winter."
After a little mother-and-sons
feud, the family gathered on the back porch. Jacob and Andy were...well
tall, dark, and handsome! Little Elizabeth was bouncing around
the porch, curls flying off her back, and refused to let her mother
keep her still. Dan was upstairs, asleep.
"So, how do you girls like
SAWWA?" Jacob asked. The girls kept staring at his tattoo
on his upper right arm.
"F-fine." Parvati wouldn't
stop looking.
"You'll have a great time
here. Everyone's nice--OW!" Andy glared down at Elizabeth.
She punched him in the arm. Ginny couldn't help but giggle. She
remembered when she was that age.
"Not everyone, silly."
She looked up at her brother, smiled a 'Ha ha I hurt you!' smile,
and looked at the girls. "Our neighbors are loud. One of
them is just back over there." She pointed her small finger
around the corner of the porch, where a male voice swore.
"Dammit Elizabeth!"
Tony popped out from behind the wall.
"Ahhh!!!" She pointed
at Tony and jumped to her mother. "Mommy, Mommy, he said
a bad word!"
"We'll let his mom deal
with him, now won't we?" Mrs. Croft looked at Tony.
"Sorry." He mumbled.
He turned to Leslie.
"Did you tell them about
my party for tomorrow?"
"Umm...no." She shook
her head.
"Oh." He looked at
the girls and his face lit up. "I'm having an all day party
at my house. Everyone here is a witch or wizard in this neighborhood,
and all of us go to SAWWA. So yeah, everyone has four other guests
to bring. It's a welcoming party! Bring swim stuff." He winked
and Leslie. She blushed a deep red. "Well, see ya tomorrow."
He left and ran to his house.
Ginny watched him run. She scanned the side of the house she was
facing. She noticed one window open on the second floor. She looked
closer. There they were, the four boys. She could tell they were
fighting, noise was just blasting from the room. But Tony seemed
to stop it. "What the fuck!? Shut up! Yeah I know you all
hate eachother, but deal with it." Ginny giggled.
"Now there's a good boy."
Jacob used his pop can as a direction pointer. "Swears. And
I'm being serious."
Leslie shook her head. "We
should probably go inside."
Ginny nodded and thanked Mr.
and Mrs. Croft for letting them stay. The other girls followed
and went upstairs.
"Sorry about Tony."
Leslie said as they all sat in a circle in her room.
"Well, you warned us, right?"
Ginny said reassuringly. Leslie nodded. She decided to get to
know each of them better (along with them getting to know her)
so she asked about personal lives and stuff. When it was Ginny's
turn, she blushed.
"Well, I have six over-protective
brothers. Ron is staying next door. We live in a tall and cramped--but
cozy-- house. We call it the Burrow. I'm the youngest, and we're
all known for our red hair. Umm..." Ginny really didn't know
what to say next.
Leslie tried to help. "What's
one thing--besides the hair--that makes you different from everyone
else? What makes you Ginny?"
"Oh!" Ginny lightened
up. She thought of something Ron was proud of her doing two years
ago. "I'm really good at the Bogey hexes!"
"Really?" Carrie didn't
know Ginny very well, and visa versa. She was becoming interested
in everything everyone had to say. Her eyes remind me a LOT
of Luna, Ginny thought.
"Yeah." Hermione nodded.
"She hexed Malfoy once with those. We were all proud."
Leslie's eyes furrowed in confusion.
"Who's Malfoy?"
Parvati leaned forward. "The
most disgusting and worse person on Earth. His father was a Death
Eater when You-Know-Who was still around. I'm surprised her didn't
join them."
"He's next door, at Tony's,"
said Hermione.
Leslie's eyes widened in realization.
"I've heard of him! My dad met Lucius Malfoy once. He was
horrible."
"Yeah, well his son is living
in your boyfriend's house." Hermione grinned.
"How'd you know?" Leslie
blushed. "I didn't tell you."
"Let's just say a certain
Andy told me..." Hermione's grin widened. Ginny never knew
this Hermione was inside the brainy-goody-two-shoes.
"Ooooo I'll kill him!"
Leslie clenched her fist.
"Ah, don't worry about it!
Besides, we would've found out sooner or later, right?" Ginny
put her arm around Leslie's shoulders. "We're your friends
now!"
Leslie nodded and smiled. Mrs.
Croft told them it was time for bed, and the Hogwarts girls left
for their room. Ginny fell asleep quickly, thinking of her first
week. It was amazing learning somewhere else. And she liked that
black box--what did they call it? A TV?-- with moving pictures.
She made many new friends, and she knew she'd never forget them
when she returned home.
And tomorrow she was going to
a party. A Muggle style party, with a pool and everything! She
couldn't wait till tomorrow. An AMERICAN party! drifted
through her mind as the last thought before she fell asleep.
A/N The teachers are basically the teachers I had. Ms. Mast's personality will be like my 5th grade math/science teacher Mrs. Pursel. Ms. Smith will be EXACTLY like my 6th grade science teacher (Miss Smith). Mr. Ohmer was my 6th grade social studies teacher, and yes he did look like Mr. Clean (w/out the earring). Me and my friends made a paperclip earring for him too! Ms. Babb was my 7th grade science teacher. I hafta give her credit, she was cool. She was funny and nice in the morning in homeroom (I had her) and before lunch, but the rest of the day she was...grouchy. SO she has a good and bad side ppl have to watch out for. Now, Mr. Hunter...he was a 4th grade teacher. I was in 5th grade and my class (all of the grade) didn't really like him. We didn't loathe him, we just hated the way he treated us. I mean really we're quiet in the hall and he tells us to be quiet! WHAT THE HELL!? But I'll make him nice in here. Mr. Johnson is my school vice principal. He's cool. But he is VERY serious when it comes to education. He can be ur pal (pun there...not funny tho) if you get into trouble, ur in some major shit. That's all I can say. =)
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