Magic in the South
Chapter 4: First Glimpse of Louisiana
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters you recognize! (...sigh...)
Now on with the story...
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"Everyone, we have arrived at the new school. When the fasten seatbelts sign turns off, you may grab your belongings and head to the nearest exit. Thank you for being with us today. Hope you had a wonderful flight and that you will have a wonderful school year!"
Ron bolted upright when he heard the slight ring of the announcement ending. Hermione, who had still been sleeping on his shoulder, fell onto the seat where he had just been sitting. She woke with a start and looked around to see where Ron had gone. After she began feeling disappointed that he was gone, she saw that he was getting their things from where they were overhead. He placed them on the ground and walked over to Hermione to help her back up.
"Hermione, we have finally got here. Come on, let's wake up Harry and Ginny and get off of this plane. I am getting tired of looking at it," said Ron as he made his way over to Harry and Ginny. He tapped Harry on the shoulder and watched as he opened up his eyes. Harry rubbed his eyes and looked around him. When he noticed that Ginny was on his shoulder and that Ron and Hermione were still looking at him, he jerked up, waking up Ginny in the process.
"Are we there already?" asked Ginny as she sat up in her seat and straightened up her robes.
"Yes we are, so come on, I am tired of looking at this plane. Where do we go after we get off the plane?"
"Well I would think that little miss know it all would know," teased Ron as he grabbed Ginny's arm and dragged her off of the plane.
They walked off of the plane with their trunks in hand looked around. There was not much to see, they were on a big slab of concrete that was designed for the planes to land on. There were a couple of trees, and a lot of grass. When Hermione stepped onto it, her foot sunk just a little bit in the soft ground. 'Man, the ground in England is so different form here!' she thought as she walked over to where the other students were standing around talking amongst themselves.
As they looked around, they all gasped. The land was so different here. There were so many trees, all tall and long with moss hanging on them.
"What kind of trees are those?" asked Harry as he pointed them out to Hermione.
"Those are called Bald Cypress," she said as she placed her right forefinger on her chin in deep thought. "Those and the Magnolia trees are native here. The magnolias ones have big beautiful white flowers on them."
There were also tall grasses and white egrets all around. They turned around at the sound of leaving footsteps.
"We must have to get on a train or something to get the rest of the way there. We cant have school here, I don't even see it," stated Ginny.
She was right. There was no sign of a school anywhere. They followed the other students until they all heard a whistle sound not too far away. It sounded just like the whistle the Hogwarts Express did back home in England.
"Look!" said Ron as he pointed slightly to the right of where they were headed. Sure enough, in that direction there was the magnificently red Hogwarts Express just as it was in the previous years. Hermione checked the time and pulled her luggage closer to her. It kept slipping and it was becoming quite heavy. Ron noticed that Hermione had stopped (because he was thinking about her like her always does, duh!) and told Harry and Ginny to go ahead while he waited for her to come ahead. He also noticed that she was having a hard time keeping a hold of her trunk.
" Hermione, would you like some help?" asked Ron as he made his way to take her trunk from her.
"Oh no Ron, I am fine. I-" but she never got to finish her statement. Right then, her trunk fell out of her grasp and fell right as she stepped forward. She had tripped over it and was now lying face down on the ground, groaning.
Ron reached down his hand to help her back to her feet. She gratefully accepted and stood up. She brushed off her clothes and tried to to make for her trunk again, but Ron was too quick for her. He was already grabbing it.
"Really Ron, you don't have to do that. I am perfectly capable of-"
"Yeah, I know you are, but I wanna help," said Ron as he stared at her. Then, he began to laugh.
"And may I ask just what is so funny?" Hermione asked as she placed her hands on her hips. She did not like to be the subject of any joke.
"Its just...you have... grass all in your hair, and it just looks...funny," stated Ron, trying to subside his laughter.
Hermione instantly rose up her hands and frantically tried to rid her hair of the grass. Of course, she had not idea where it was, so was having a hard time.
"Here, let me help you," said Ron as he moved closer to her.
He began taking the twigs and pieces of grass out off her hair. After he was almost done, he slowed down, getting lost as he looked at Hermione. She, too, was looking at him intently. 'On my God, why is he looking at me like that?' thought Hermione as she began to get lost in him. They were so wrapped up in each other that they didn't even noticed that the train whistle had blown, announcing the train's departure soon. They were leaning in closer and closer, and just as Hermione closed her eyes, praying that this moment would never end...
"COME ON YOU TWO- THE TRAIN IS ABOUT TO LEAVE!" screamed the littlest Weasley as she poked her head through the door.
Hermione and Ron, clearly embarrassed at what had happened, well...almost happened, ran up ahead to the train, with Ron carrying both trunks in hand, Hermione in tow. They reached the train in record time, stepping onto it just as it began to pull away.
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A/N: Sorry that it took this long to write such a short chapter, but I am having a bit of writer's block. I was having trouble deciding what should happen next. If you have any ideas, please feel free to tell me!
And as always... REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!!
Love ya always,
angelface58
Chapter 4: First Glimpse of Louisiana
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters you recognize! (...sigh...)
Now on with the story...
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"Everyone, we have arrived at the new school. When the fasten seatbelts sign turns off, you may grab your belongings and head to the nearest exit. Thank you for being with us today. Hope you had a wonderful flight and that you will have a wonderful school year!"
Ron bolted upright when he heard the slight ring of the announcement ending. Hermione, who had still been sleeping on his shoulder, fell onto the seat where he had just been sitting. She woke with a start and looked around to see where Ron had gone. After she began feeling disappointed that he was gone, she saw that he was getting their things from where they were overhead. He placed them on the ground and walked over to Hermione to help her back up.
"Hermione, we have finally got here. Come on, let's wake up Harry and Ginny and get off of this plane. I am getting tired of looking at it," said Ron as he made his way over to Harry and Ginny. He tapped Harry on the shoulder and watched as he opened up his eyes. Harry rubbed his eyes and looked around him. When he noticed that Ginny was on his shoulder and that Ron and Hermione were still looking at him, he jerked up, waking up Ginny in the process.
"Are we there already?" asked Ginny as she sat up in her seat and straightened up her robes.
"Yes we are, so come on, I am tired of looking at this plane. Where do we go after we get off the plane?"
"Well I would think that little miss know it all would know," teased Ron as he grabbed Ginny's arm and dragged her off of the plane.
They walked off of the plane with their trunks in hand looked around. There was not much to see, they were on a big slab of concrete that was designed for the planes to land on. There were a couple of trees, and a lot of grass. When Hermione stepped onto it, her foot sunk just a little bit in the soft ground. 'Man, the ground in England is so different form here!' she thought as she walked over to where the other students were standing around talking amongst themselves.
As they looked around, they all gasped. The land was so different here. There were so many trees, all tall and long with moss hanging on them.
"What kind of trees are those?" asked Harry as he pointed them out to Hermione.
"Those are called Bald Cypress," she said as she placed her right forefinger on her chin in deep thought. "Those and the Magnolia trees are native here. The magnolias ones have big beautiful white flowers on them."
There were also tall grasses and white egrets all around. They turned around at the sound of leaving footsteps.
"We must have to get on a train or something to get the rest of the way there. We cant have school here, I don't even see it," stated Ginny.
She was right. There was no sign of a school anywhere. They followed the other students until they all heard a whistle sound not too far away. It sounded just like the whistle the Hogwarts Express did back home in England.
"Look!" said Ron as he pointed slightly to the right of where they were headed. Sure enough, in that direction there was the magnificently red Hogwarts Express just as it was in the previous years. Hermione checked the time and pulled her luggage closer to her. It kept slipping and it was becoming quite heavy. Ron noticed that Hermione had stopped (because he was thinking about her like her always does, duh!) and told Harry and Ginny to go ahead while he waited for her to come ahead. He also noticed that she was having a hard time keeping a hold of her trunk.
" Hermione, would you like some help?" asked Ron as he made his way to take her trunk from her.
"Oh no Ron, I am fine. I-" but she never got to finish her statement. Right then, her trunk fell out of her grasp and fell right as she stepped forward. She had tripped over it and was now lying face down on the ground, groaning.
Ron reached down his hand to help her back to her feet. She gratefully accepted and stood up. She brushed off her clothes and tried to to make for her trunk again, but Ron was too quick for her. He was already grabbing it.
"Really Ron, you don't have to do that. I am perfectly capable of-"
"Yeah, I know you are, but I wanna help," said Ron as he stared at her. Then, he began to laugh.
"And may I ask just what is so funny?" Hermione asked as she placed her hands on her hips. She did not like to be the subject of any joke.
"Its just...you have... grass all in your hair, and it just looks...funny," stated Ron, trying to subside his laughter.
Hermione instantly rose up her hands and frantically tried to rid her hair of the grass. Of course, she had not idea where it was, so was having a hard time.
"Here, let me help you," said Ron as he moved closer to her.
He began taking the twigs and pieces of grass out off her hair. After he was almost done, he slowed down, getting lost as he looked at Hermione. She, too, was looking at him intently. 'On my God, why is he looking at me like that?' thought Hermione as she began to get lost in him. They were so wrapped up in each other that they didn't even noticed that the train whistle had blown, announcing the train's departure soon. They were leaning in closer and closer, and just as Hermione closed her eyes, praying that this moment would never end...
"COME ON YOU TWO- THE TRAIN IS ABOUT TO LEAVE!" screamed the littlest Weasley as she poked her head through the door.
Hermione and Ron, clearly embarrassed at what had happened, well...almost happened, ran up ahead to the train, with Ron carrying both trunks in hand, Hermione in tow. They reached the train in record time, stepping onto it just as it began to pull away.
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A/N: Sorry that it took this long to write such a short chapter, but I am having a bit of writer's block. I was having trouble deciding what should happen next. If you have any ideas, please feel free to tell me!
And as always... REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!!!!!
Love ya always,
angelface58