CHAPTER 12
"Bye mum!"
"Remember to write!"
"George DON'T you dare threaten your sister"
"Neville, NEVILLE, you silly boy, you've left your wand at home.I'll send it later"
"Don't forget to feed Goldy"
It was the usual hustle bustle before the Hogwarts Express left the Platform. Harry was sitting back in chair with Ron next to him waiting for Hermione to say goodbye to her parents. Trumpets sounded somewhere and Harry and Ron stuck their heads out the window to see what the commotion was about. In the middle of the platform there was a circle of tall men all dressed in black cloaks. They opened up to reveal a short figure inside them with platinum blonde hair....
"Ugh, look at that Harry, Malfoy's getting the royal treatment just 'cause his dad bribed a few people into getting a top job" Ron said looking disgusted.
"Don't worry Ron" Harry replied frowning.
"They think someone would want to hurt him just because he's a son of some evil guy" Ron continued.
"Personally, I would like to hurt him anyway" Harry smirked. Ron grinned and relaxed back in his chair. Hermione came tumbling in.
"Sorry, sorry I took so long, I won't be going home for the Easter or Christmas holidays so I wanted to say a proper goodbye."
"Did you see the fuss about Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"Don't even speak about it." She retorted rolling her eyes. She sat down and the train started up.
"Sooooooooo.Hermione, what did you do in Bulgaria?" Ron teased
"Nothing much"
"No, seriously, tell us"
"Well we played Quidditch."
Ron burst out laughing.
"You....YOU...played Quidditch? I wish I was there to see that!" He laughed. Hermione said something under her breath, which sounded like 'Immature'. After Ron restrained his laughter, there was a knock at the door. A very pretty head poked through.
"Uh, hello, are any free seats here?" The girl asked. She spoke in a soft voice, which had a little hint of a French accent in it.
"Yeah, sure" Hermione responded not looking up.
"Thank you" she said "My name is Skye Fontaine, I've just come from The Academy of Beauxbatons"
"Hi, I'm Hermione"
"I'm Ron"
"And I'm Harry" They all said with smiles. Skye dropped her silvery white bags on the floor and flumped down on the chair nearest Ron.
"Ron, ok, I remember that name. Can you please tell me about the houses of Hogwarts? I've heard about them but I don't know much." She asked.
"Oh, Alright" Ron replied looking quite flustered. "Well, there is Gryffindor, that's the house all three of us are in, it's the best house of course. Then there is Ravenclaw, a good house too and they're also pretty smart in there. There is Hufflepuff, not the best house, but far from the worst. They're a little silly in there sometimes." Skye gave a little giggle. "And the last and only evil house is Slytherin, horrible, abominable and ghastly, you do NOT want to be in there. Every bad wizard in the world came from Slytherin."
"Oh dear, that's not very nice, I do hope I'm not in the Slatherin house." Skye voiced.
"Its Slytherin" Harry reminded her, with a smirk.
"Oops" she smiled.
The rest of the train ride went faster than usual. Harry, Ron and Hermione chatted to Skye about Hogwarts, informed her about the classes and the grounds as well as some of the events that took place in the previous years the three had attended the school. Skye laughed, Oooohed and Aaaahed, and even frowned in the right places and Harry caught Ron gazing at her with a look he'd only seen once before. When Ron looked at Fleur Delacour. By the time the train had stopped, Ron had mouthed "She's hot!" to Harry about four times. As they all walked along the platform towards the horseless carriages, Ron was going out of his way to do things for Skye.
"Can I carry your bags?" "Here, I'll open the door for you" "Wait, careful, don't step in that puddle." Hermione and Harry looked at eachother with what appeared to be suppressed laughter.
The four got into a carriage and for fifteen minutes bounced along. When they all got out, Skye looked up at Hogwarts with a huge smile.
"This is wonderful! Look at how big it is. I'm very glad to be going here!"
"Yeah right" Retorted a familiar drawl. The four of them turned around to see Draco, Crabbe and Goyle. "This school is a joke, that old fool Dumbledore left and my dad wasn't allowed to get a decent headmaster for this place." Draco smiled evilly "My father of course being Minister of Magic". The three walked off to the entrance hall, leaving Ron fuming, Harry irritated and Hermione explaining to Skye that Draco and his minions were extremely despised by them three.
"Oh" She said softly. Skye looked a little sad about this decision and silently followed Hermione, Ron and Harry into the entrance hall.
"Bye mum!"
"Remember to write!"
"George DON'T you dare threaten your sister"
"Neville, NEVILLE, you silly boy, you've left your wand at home.I'll send it later"
"Don't forget to feed Goldy"
It was the usual hustle bustle before the Hogwarts Express left the Platform. Harry was sitting back in chair with Ron next to him waiting for Hermione to say goodbye to her parents. Trumpets sounded somewhere and Harry and Ron stuck their heads out the window to see what the commotion was about. In the middle of the platform there was a circle of tall men all dressed in black cloaks. They opened up to reveal a short figure inside them with platinum blonde hair....
"Ugh, look at that Harry, Malfoy's getting the royal treatment just 'cause his dad bribed a few people into getting a top job" Ron said looking disgusted.
"Don't worry Ron" Harry replied frowning.
"They think someone would want to hurt him just because he's a son of some evil guy" Ron continued.
"Personally, I would like to hurt him anyway" Harry smirked. Ron grinned and relaxed back in his chair. Hermione came tumbling in.
"Sorry, sorry I took so long, I won't be going home for the Easter or Christmas holidays so I wanted to say a proper goodbye."
"Did you see the fuss about Malfoy?" Ron asked.
"Don't even speak about it." She retorted rolling her eyes. She sat down and the train started up.
"Sooooooooo.Hermione, what did you do in Bulgaria?" Ron teased
"Nothing much"
"No, seriously, tell us"
"Well we played Quidditch."
Ron burst out laughing.
"You....YOU...played Quidditch? I wish I was there to see that!" He laughed. Hermione said something under her breath, which sounded like 'Immature'. After Ron restrained his laughter, there was a knock at the door. A very pretty head poked through.
"Uh, hello, are any free seats here?" The girl asked. She spoke in a soft voice, which had a little hint of a French accent in it.
"Yeah, sure" Hermione responded not looking up.
"Thank you" she said "My name is Skye Fontaine, I've just come from The Academy of Beauxbatons"
"Hi, I'm Hermione"
"I'm Ron"
"And I'm Harry" They all said with smiles. Skye dropped her silvery white bags on the floor and flumped down on the chair nearest Ron.
"Ron, ok, I remember that name. Can you please tell me about the houses of Hogwarts? I've heard about them but I don't know much." She asked.
"Oh, Alright" Ron replied looking quite flustered. "Well, there is Gryffindor, that's the house all three of us are in, it's the best house of course. Then there is Ravenclaw, a good house too and they're also pretty smart in there. There is Hufflepuff, not the best house, but far from the worst. They're a little silly in there sometimes." Skye gave a little giggle. "And the last and only evil house is Slytherin, horrible, abominable and ghastly, you do NOT want to be in there. Every bad wizard in the world came from Slytherin."
"Oh dear, that's not very nice, I do hope I'm not in the Slatherin house." Skye voiced.
"Its Slytherin" Harry reminded her, with a smirk.
"Oops" she smiled.
The rest of the train ride went faster than usual. Harry, Ron and Hermione chatted to Skye about Hogwarts, informed her about the classes and the grounds as well as some of the events that took place in the previous years the three had attended the school. Skye laughed, Oooohed and Aaaahed, and even frowned in the right places and Harry caught Ron gazing at her with a look he'd only seen once before. When Ron looked at Fleur Delacour. By the time the train had stopped, Ron had mouthed "She's hot!" to Harry about four times. As they all walked along the platform towards the horseless carriages, Ron was going out of his way to do things for Skye.
"Can I carry your bags?" "Here, I'll open the door for you" "Wait, careful, don't step in that puddle." Hermione and Harry looked at eachother with what appeared to be suppressed laughter.
The four got into a carriage and for fifteen minutes bounced along. When they all got out, Skye looked up at Hogwarts with a huge smile.
"This is wonderful! Look at how big it is. I'm very glad to be going here!"
"Yeah right" Retorted a familiar drawl. The four of them turned around to see Draco, Crabbe and Goyle. "This school is a joke, that old fool Dumbledore left and my dad wasn't allowed to get a decent headmaster for this place." Draco smiled evilly "My father of course being Minister of Magic". The three walked off to the entrance hall, leaving Ron fuming, Harry irritated and Hermione explaining to Skye that Draco and his minions were extremely despised by them three.
"Oh" She said softly. Skye looked a little sad about this decision and silently followed Hermione, Ron and Harry into the entrance hall.
