Disclaimers: See chapter 1 for disclaimers.
A/N: This AU will be named after this story "The Hogwarts Seven". It is an open AU. I just ask that you wait until this story is finished before you write anything in this AU because there will be some unexpected (hopefully) twists that will totally affect everything. I also ask that if you write anything in this AU that you either send me a copy or let me know where it is archived so that I can read it.
A/N 2: Thanks to all of my faithful readers. I hope that this story continues to live up to your standards. If anyone reviewed the first chapter and didn't receive a response from me, I am deeply sorry. I appreciate any feedback that I get and hope that I get lots more soon.
A/N 3: I am still looking for a beta. If you are interested, send me a note at rob rosanna@yahoo.com.
Now on with the story.
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Chapter 2: The Hogwarts Express
Platform 9( was bustling with activity. Students, parents, and teachers littered the walkways. It was the first day of another exciting year at Hogwarts and everyone was excited. The first years were wandering around looking scared, confused, and lost. The rest of the students ran a gamut from bored to jubilant, from nervous to self assured. The parents were both relieved that they would finally get time to themselves and sad because it would be several months before they saw their 'babies' again. The few teacher present just wanted to reach their cabin and escape the pandemonium that was running rampant.
There was a small group that seemed unaffected by the surrounding mania. A tall young man, dressed all in black, cut a swath through the crowd. He was followed by an entourage composed of his four friends; Buck Wilmington, Josiah Sanchez, Nathan Jackson, and JD Dunne. Chris Larabee was once a happy, out-going teenager but, not anymore. Just last year, the girl that he loved and her family had been brutally murdered by Voldemort for being a 'mudblood'. As a result, he had sunk into a deep depression that caused his friends and family to fear for his life and left him prone to uncontrollable rages that threatened to consume him. Where once stood a happy-go-luck boy, now stood a hard, bitter young man with eyes that held a pain far beyond his years.
Though their ages ranged from fourteen to sixteen, the five boys had become fast friends when they realized that they were the only American students at Hogwarts. When they finally reached the train, the five friends quickly boarded and found an empty cabin. Once there, they finally relaxed and broke their silence.
"Damn, I swear things get more out of control out there every year," Buck said with disgust pushing his long black hair off of his face.
"Like your one to talk. Just last year you were out there causing chaos with everyone else."
"Nathan's right. You spent close to two hours chasing JD around the platform, trying to steal his hat," Josiah said, always eager to give Buck a hard time.
"Shut up, Josiah. I wouldn't have had to chase JD if he'd just get rid of that stupid hat."
Hearing Buck insult his hat, JD jumped into the argument, "There ain't nothin' wrong with my hat, Buck. You're jus' jealous 'cause you don't recognize style when you see it."
"Style! You call that stupid scrap of cloth, style? Damn boy, we need to get your eyes fixed. Does anyone know a spell we could use?" Buck asked, pulling out his wand.
"Stop fighting, boys, and somebody lock that door before one of those kids gets the bright idea to come in here," Chris said with only the faintest hint of amusement in his voice.
For the next two hours, they rode in virtual silence, only speaking a few words. Josiah studied each of his friends and remembered how their friendship began.
TBC
Sorry this part was so short. The next one should be longer. It will explain the background of the four friends.
A/N: This AU will be named after this story "The Hogwarts Seven". It is an open AU. I just ask that you wait until this story is finished before you write anything in this AU because there will be some unexpected (hopefully) twists that will totally affect everything. I also ask that if you write anything in this AU that you either send me a copy or let me know where it is archived so that I can read it.
A/N 2: Thanks to all of my faithful readers. I hope that this story continues to live up to your standards. If anyone reviewed the first chapter and didn't receive a response from me, I am deeply sorry. I appreciate any feedback that I get and hope that I get lots more soon.
A/N 3: I am still looking for a beta. If you are interested, send me a note at rob rosanna@yahoo.com.
Now on with the story.
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Chapter 2: The Hogwarts Express
Platform 9( was bustling with activity. Students, parents, and teachers littered the walkways. It was the first day of another exciting year at Hogwarts and everyone was excited. The first years were wandering around looking scared, confused, and lost. The rest of the students ran a gamut from bored to jubilant, from nervous to self assured. The parents were both relieved that they would finally get time to themselves and sad because it would be several months before they saw their 'babies' again. The few teacher present just wanted to reach their cabin and escape the pandemonium that was running rampant.
There was a small group that seemed unaffected by the surrounding mania. A tall young man, dressed all in black, cut a swath through the crowd. He was followed by an entourage composed of his four friends; Buck Wilmington, Josiah Sanchez, Nathan Jackson, and JD Dunne. Chris Larabee was once a happy, out-going teenager but, not anymore. Just last year, the girl that he loved and her family had been brutally murdered by Voldemort for being a 'mudblood'. As a result, he had sunk into a deep depression that caused his friends and family to fear for his life and left him prone to uncontrollable rages that threatened to consume him. Where once stood a happy-go-luck boy, now stood a hard, bitter young man with eyes that held a pain far beyond his years.
Though their ages ranged from fourteen to sixteen, the five boys had become fast friends when they realized that they were the only American students at Hogwarts. When they finally reached the train, the five friends quickly boarded and found an empty cabin. Once there, they finally relaxed and broke their silence.
"Damn, I swear things get more out of control out there every year," Buck said with disgust pushing his long black hair off of his face.
"Like your one to talk. Just last year you were out there causing chaos with everyone else."
"Nathan's right. You spent close to two hours chasing JD around the platform, trying to steal his hat," Josiah said, always eager to give Buck a hard time.
"Shut up, Josiah. I wouldn't have had to chase JD if he'd just get rid of that stupid hat."
Hearing Buck insult his hat, JD jumped into the argument, "There ain't nothin' wrong with my hat, Buck. You're jus' jealous 'cause you don't recognize style when you see it."
"Style! You call that stupid scrap of cloth, style? Damn boy, we need to get your eyes fixed. Does anyone know a spell we could use?" Buck asked, pulling out his wand.
"Stop fighting, boys, and somebody lock that door before one of those kids gets the bright idea to come in here," Chris said with only the faintest hint of amusement in his voice.
For the next two hours, they rode in virtual silence, only speaking a few words. Josiah studied each of his friends and remembered how their friendship began.
TBC
Sorry this part was so short. The next one should be longer. It will explain the background of the four friends.
