Title: Into the Loving Arms of MAgic
Rated: R
Warning: (S) (L) (A)
disclaimer: Most of these characters, or fictional places or really almost anything but the plot do not belong to me (obviously) they belong to the most wonderful and greatest genius ever. JKR of course. *CHEERS* If I take anything form anywhere else i will make sure to put it at the beginning of every chapter.
A/N: My first chapter was really short Ill try to make this one a little bit longer. Let me know wat you think.
1.Getting there:
She was desperate. Iris had gotten the King Cross's Station in London alright and now she was utterly lost. Where in the world was Platform 9 and 3 quarters? She saw platform 9 and platform 10. She cursed silently. She looked up and could not believe her eyes. She blinked and saw a boy. But not just any boy, this boy was famous. So famous in fact that even though he was from England, Iris recognized him as "the boy who lived." He was with a very strange group of people. A large black dog, a group of people with flaming red hair, an old woman, a young girl with very bushy hair, a rather shabby looking man, and a man with a lopsided bowler hat. All together they had a very large amount of luggage. What she held was a suitcase and a purse.
She tried to get closer so that she could overhear their conversation. Iris heard someone say to Harry that they were going together. When she blinked though, they were gone. As though they had gone through the wall. Well, its worth a try, she thought. She closed her eyes and pushed her cart holding her suitcase. When she opened them she saw a train that said Hogwarts Express. Quickly she got on and went to the very back of the train to find a compartment. The only empty one was one that had a girl reading a magazine upside down with her wand behind her ear. Iris asked her if she could stay in there. The girl nodded. Iris took a seat and entertained herself by reading one of the books she had bought.
The compartment door opened and a red-haired girl she had seen earlier came in with Harry Potter and another boy following.
"Hey Luna" said the girl. The girl who was reading the magazine titled "The Quibler" answered
"Oh, Hi Ginny and Harry and I dont know who you are" She pointed at the boy who had come in with Harry. The boy looked uncomfortable and then he said to Iris
"Hello who are you? I've never seen you before."
"That's because I've never been here before" She said acidly. They ignored her tone but it was Ginny who spoke next. "Really, you seem alot older than a first year"
"Im a fifth year. But I attended another school." Iris replied.
"Really? Where?" Harry said.
"New York"
"In America? No wonder you have an accent!"
"I dont have an accent. You do." She snapped.
"So, How come your in Hogwarts now?" Ginny asked
"I dont know." She raised one eyebrow "What I mean is I got this letter from some McGonagall chick saying that I should come here and learn so I left Regilucios, my old school, because it was boring and I came here and that all. If you dont mind I would like to get back to my reading." She opened her book and started reading again so no one interupted her any more. After a while girl opened our compartment door and it was then that I noticed that it seemed as though there had been a slime explosion that smelled awful. I was in the far corner which saved me from noticing anything, much less getting hit.
"Oh...Hello, Harry" Said the girl who had come in "Um..bad time?" Harry looked as though he had seen a dementor.
"Oh...hi" he replied. The girl left as quickly as she had come and behind her came another red head and a bushy-haired girl both wearing prefects badge.
"Hi who are you?" The boy asked Iris.
"Have your friends tell you, I'm busy." she said.
"She's new. In our year" Harry responded. Iris shut her book and said "Well, If your only going to tell them that I might as well introduce myself. My name is Iris Hernandez. I'm American and yes I am a fifth year. Im Hispanic and if anyone has a problem with my name, or my background your wands wont save you because I can snap them in half with my bare hands. Now that you know me, please shut up I'm trying to read!"
They were, to say the least, shocked.
"Well, My name is Ron and I dont care where you're from. Why are you so mean?"
She could hardly believe it.
"Wow, you spoke to me. I like you, you have guts." Iris said with a smile.
Rated: R
Warning: (S) (L) (A)
disclaimer: Most of these characters, or fictional places or really almost anything but the plot do not belong to me (obviously) they belong to the most wonderful and greatest genius ever. JKR of course. *CHEERS* If I take anything form anywhere else i will make sure to put it at the beginning of every chapter.
A/N: My first chapter was really short Ill try to make this one a little bit longer. Let me know wat you think.
1.Getting there:
She was desperate. Iris had gotten the King Cross's Station in London alright and now she was utterly lost. Where in the world was Platform 9 and 3 quarters? She saw platform 9 and platform 10. She cursed silently. She looked up and could not believe her eyes. She blinked and saw a boy. But not just any boy, this boy was famous. So famous in fact that even though he was from England, Iris recognized him as "the boy who lived." He was with a very strange group of people. A large black dog, a group of people with flaming red hair, an old woman, a young girl with very bushy hair, a rather shabby looking man, and a man with a lopsided bowler hat. All together they had a very large amount of luggage. What she held was a suitcase and a purse.
She tried to get closer so that she could overhear their conversation. Iris heard someone say to Harry that they were going together. When she blinked though, they were gone. As though they had gone through the wall. Well, its worth a try, she thought. She closed her eyes and pushed her cart holding her suitcase. When she opened them she saw a train that said Hogwarts Express. Quickly she got on and went to the very back of the train to find a compartment. The only empty one was one that had a girl reading a magazine upside down with her wand behind her ear. Iris asked her if she could stay in there. The girl nodded. Iris took a seat and entertained herself by reading one of the books she had bought.
The compartment door opened and a red-haired girl she had seen earlier came in with Harry Potter and another boy following.
"Hey Luna" said the girl. The girl who was reading the magazine titled "The Quibler" answered
"Oh, Hi Ginny and Harry and I dont know who you are" She pointed at the boy who had come in with Harry. The boy looked uncomfortable and then he said to Iris
"Hello who are you? I've never seen you before."
"That's because I've never been here before" She said acidly. They ignored her tone but it was Ginny who spoke next. "Really, you seem alot older than a first year"
"Im a fifth year. But I attended another school." Iris replied.
"Really? Where?" Harry said.
"New York"
"In America? No wonder you have an accent!"
"I dont have an accent. You do." She snapped.
"So, How come your in Hogwarts now?" Ginny asked
"I dont know." She raised one eyebrow "What I mean is I got this letter from some McGonagall chick saying that I should come here and learn so I left Regilucios, my old school, because it was boring and I came here and that all. If you dont mind I would like to get back to my reading." She opened her book and started reading again so no one interupted her any more. After a while girl opened our compartment door and it was then that I noticed that it seemed as though there had been a slime explosion that smelled awful. I was in the far corner which saved me from noticing anything, much less getting hit.
"Oh...Hello, Harry" Said the girl who had come in "Um..bad time?" Harry looked as though he had seen a dementor.
"Oh...hi" he replied. The girl left as quickly as she had come and behind her came another red head and a bushy-haired girl both wearing prefects badge.
"Hi who are you?" The boy asked Iris.
"Have your friends tell you, I'm busy." she said.
"She's new. In our year" Harry responded. Iris shut her book and said "Well, If your only going to tell them that I might as well introduce myself. My name is Iris Hernandez. I'm American and yes I am a fifth year. Im Hispanic and if anyone has a problem with my name, or my background your wands wont save you because I can snap them in half with my bare hands. Now that you know me, please shut up I'm trying to read!"
They were, to say the least, shocked.
"Well, My name is Ron and I dont care where you're from. Why are you so mean?"
She could hardly believe it.
"Wow, you spoke to me. I like you, you have guts." Iris said with a smile.