The Weasleys had just arrived at the train staion. Fred and George, got
everyone carts, and helped load the trunks on them. Then togehter, they all
walked inside, and headed towards Platform 9 ¾.
"Alright," Fred said when they reached the entrance to the platform. "Have lots of fun this year."
"And try to get into some trouble while you're there." George added.
It was almost 11:00 AM when Lori's car pulled into the parking lot of King's Cross. Lori got the carts, while Amaya unloaded their things. They ran inside to the border between platform 9 and platform 10.
"Okay," Lori said. "Run at the border between the two platforms."
"What?! You expect me to run into a wall?"
"Not run into, run through."
"You've got to be kidding me right?"
"No."
Amaya looked at Lori, then at the barrier between the two platforms.
"Ok, fine. But you're paying my medical expenses."
Amaya turn herself and her cart towards the barrier, and began to run. Before she but a few inches from the wall, she closed her eyes. When she opened them, she was on an entirely different platform, staring at a scarlet train. Looking behind her, she saw Lori.
"Can I do that again?" she asked her.
"No," Lori answered. "You can get your butt on the train before it leaves."
Amaya sighed, and walked over to the storage compartment where she somehow managed to put her trunk in. Placing the kitty carrier next to it, she opened it and let her kneazle out. Then, she did the same with the owl cage that she was carrying.
"You can go find your owner." She told it.
The owl flew off towards the front of the train, and Amaya got on, just a few seconds before the train began to pull out of the station. She went to the last compartment and saw Hermione, Harry, and Ron. She sat with them, for no aparent reason.
"Howday," she said, ploping herself in a seat.
"Running a little late today?" Hermione asked.
"Lauwei's fault," Amaya told her, "Not mine."
"I could bet that Lori would say it was your's though."
"Probably. So, tell me, how long is it going to take to get there?"
"It's an all afternoon thing, we'll be there by dinner."
"Mmmm, dinner. What are we having?"
"It's a feast. It marks the start of term."
"A feast? Well, that's even better than just saying 'dinner.'"
Hermione let out a small laugh and went back to reading her book. Amaya pulled a fist-full of yarn strings out of her pocket and sprinkled them onto her kneazle, who walked away peacefully, then turned around and attacked the strings. Amaya laughed at this, it was entertianing how it never wanted to attack the string until after one had brushed against its leg.
"Hey, Harry," she said.
"Yeah?"
"When does quidditch season start?"
"The first game is in November, practicies start right away. Why do you ask?"
"Just so that I know. Who's all on the team?"
"So far, just Ron and I."
"uh... wow."
"Yeah..."
"So this would be a bad time to ask about me being keeper, huh?"
"Especially with me being right here." Ron interrupted.
"Well, I don't care if you're right there, I want to be keeper." Amaya told him.
"You can't be keeper, I'm keeper."
"Not for long."
"Do you want to bet on that?"
"How much you got?"
"GUYS!" Harry shouted. "I'm more concerned with filling in the other poisitions on the team than who's playing keeper."
"Fine," Amaya said, turning to Harry. "You want a Quidditch team? I'll get you a Quidditch team."
Before Harry or Ron could say anything, Draco Malfoy opened the door.
"Alright," Fred said when they reached the entrance to the platform. "Have lots of fun this year."
"And try to get into some trouble while you're there." George added.
It was almost 11:00 AM when Lori's car pulled into the parking lot of King's Cross. Lori got the carts, while Amaya unloaded their things. They ran inside to the border between platform 9 and platform 10.
"Okay," Lori said. "Run at the border between the two platforms."
"What?! You expect me to run into a wall?"
"Not run into, run through."
"You've got to be kidding me right?"
"No."
Amaya looked at Lori, then at the barrier between the two platforms.
"Ok, fine. But you're paying my medical expenses."
Amaya turn herself and her cart towards the barrier, and began to run. Before she but a few inches from the wall, she closed her eyes. When she opened them, she was on an entirely different platform, staring at a scarlet train. Looking behind her, she saw Lori.
"Can I do that again?" she asked her.
"No," Lori answered. "You can get your butt on the train before it leaves."
Amaya sighed, and walked over to the storage compartment where she somehow managed to put her trunk in. Placing the kitty carrier next to it, she opened it and let her kneazle out. Then, she did the same with the owl cage that she was carrying.
"You can go find your owner." She told it.
The owl flew off towards the front of the train, and Amaya got on, just a few seconds before the train began to pull out of the station. She went to the last compartment and saw Hermione, Harry, and Ron. She sat with them, for no aparent reason.
"Howday," she said, ploping herself in a seat.
"Running a little late today?" Hermione asked.
"Lauwei's fault," Amaya told her, "Not mine."
"I could bet that Lori would say it was your's though."
"Probably. So, tell me, how long is it going to take to get there?"
"It's an all afternoon thing, we'll be there by dinner."
"Mmmm, dinner. What are we having?"
"It's a feast. It marks the start of term."
"A feast? Well, that's even better than just saying 'dinner.'"
Hermione let out a small laugh and went back to reading her book. Amaya pulled a fist-full of yarn strings out of her pocket and sprinkled them onto her kneazle, who walked away peacefully, then turned around and attacked the strings. Amaya laughed at this, it was entertianing how it never wanted to attack the string until after one had brushed against its leg.
"Hey, Harry," she said.
"Yeah?"
"When does quidditch season start?"
"The first game is in November, practicies start right away. Why do you ask?"
"Just so that I know. Who's all on the team?"
"So far, just Ron and I."
"uh... wow."
"Yeah..."
"So this would be a bad time to ask about me being keeper, huh?"
"Especially with me being right here." Ron interrupted.
"Well, I don't care if you're right there, I want to be keeper." Amaya told him.
"You can't be keeper, I'm keeper."
"Not for long."
"Do you want to bet on that?"
"How much you got?"
"GUYS!" Harry shouted. "I'm more concerned with filling in the other poisitions on the team than who's playing keeper."
"Fine," Amaya said, turning to Harry. "You want a Quidditch team? I'll get you a Quidditch team."
Before Harry or Ron could say anything, Draco Malfoy opened the door.