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Two girls and a boy with messy black hair slipped into the hospital late that night. They hid in the shadows whispering amongst themselves. Finally they reached a destination, a white washed door. One knocked on it, then opened it. Inside they were greeting by a middle-aged man, whose silver- brown hair made him seem older then he really was. One girl sat down at the table and prepared to take notes. The other girl and boy sat on the bed while the man kept to his window seat. They had obviously been in this position before and were now used to it.
"I went to the platform by myself. I was really...
Lonely. All of the people had turned me shy, but all of this kids parents hugging their children and wishing them luck made me feel lonely. Unknowingly I reached to grip my Rena's hand, but when I grabbed thin air remembered she wasn't there. Sadly I headed to the train. It was huge and unlike anything I'd ever seen. Beauxbatons had carriages not trains so even the school that had been denied to me didn't prepare me.
I got on the train and searched for an empty compartment. Right now there was plenty, but I wanted the compartment to stay empty so I took the last one on the right and pulled out a book. Outside I could hear the students rushing around to find seats. Then my door slid open. Looking up I saw two boys. One of them was fat and short, with short blond hair and a runny nose. He disgusted me and the wolf.
"The wolf?" the blond girl questioned.
"Yes, the wolf, sometimes I can hear it. He's very disagreeable." The older man said.
The other one had black hair. It was short and stuck up so much I wondered how he did it, if it wasn't natural.
"Hey, can we sit here?" the black haired boy asked. Reluctantly I nodded. They took the seat across from me and I returned to my book.
"I'm James Potter and this is Peter Pettigrew." The black haired boy said. I raced through my brain for a polite way to tell them that I didn't care. I couldn't find one.
"Remus Lupin." I said shortly. For once I was glad I knew English perfectly as well as French and the only note to my background was a slight hint of the French accent.
"What year are you in?" James asked.
"Second."
"Then what house are you?"
"I transferred." Move train, move I pleaded mentally.
"Okay, what house do you want to be in?"
"I really don't care."
"Okay, well in case you get Gryffindor, stay away from Black. I don't care what the Sorting Hat says, he's a Death eater." James informed me.
"How do you know?" I asked I was curious now.
"All Blacks are Death Eaters and Slytherins. They're evil."
"All Lupins go to Beauxbatons and support sending half-breeds to concentration camps, but I didn't go to Beauxbatons and my family doesn't support concentration camps. Maybe he's different." I said. Okay maybe he might have been interesting for two seconds, but now he was just a biased annoying little kid that I might have to deal with for the rest of my life.
Then the door slid open. It revealed a tall black haired boy. Unlike James, his hair was straight and long, besides that, though, they could be twins. They both had blue eyes.
"Look who decides to come visit." James sneered. The boy glared at him and sat down beside me.
"Look Potter, I didn't come to start a fight. I just need a place to sit." The boy said. I figured he was Black.
"Well sit somewhere else, like with your little Death Eater friends." That made Black sit up. By the way Peter's eyes raced between James and Black I figured they were going to start a fight.
"Will you two SHUT-UP? I'm trying to read here." I shouted. The boys looked at me. Years of having the twins as sisters came into use, I sent them the best glare I knew. They both sat and were quiet. However they kept glaring at each other.
"Are they always this immature?" I directed the question at Peter. Slowly he nodded. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Who are you?" Black asked as if he just noticed me.
"Remus Lupin." I answered. He looked at me.
"I though you all went to Beauxbatons." He looked at me as if he knew something I didn't. That's when I recognized him. The Black and Malfoy family would know what I was, or soon put two and two together. They were the only pureblood English families that knew one of the Lupin kids had been bit.
"Got expelled." I lied. He nodded, but his look didn't change. I think he suspected.
"Sirius Black." He said. James glared at both of us. I rolled my eyes and returned to my book.
"It's a thin line between love and hate." I said carefully. Both boys looked at each other almost disgusted. I could have laughed.
"I though Black and Potter were best friends?" the brown haired girl asked. The older man nodded.
"They became such good friends during Christmas vacation. From Peter, though, and from the first half of the year I knew what their first year was like. James and Peter were always at war with Sirius. I tried not to take sides in that battle, but it was very hard. You three better get going." The man said smiling. The brown haired girl smiled, finished up her notes and left followed by the other two.
"What are you going to do with the notes Isabel?" Anna asked. We had both gotten switched to night shift so we were at the ice cream parlor.
"I'm going to publish them."
"Interesting."
"It might not sell until the truth about Sirius Black comes out, but of well, I still have my job."
"That's true." Then we both laughed.
A/N: Another chapter. Might end up posting another one today just incase I don't have time to write one Thursday. Thanks (). PLEASE REVIEW OTHER PEOPLE OUT THERE!
Two girls and a boy with messy black hair slipped into the hospital late that night. They hid in the shadows whispering amongst themselves. Finally they reached a destination, a white washed door. One knocked on it, then opened it. Inside they were greeting by a middle-aged man, whose silver- brown hair made him seem older then he really was. One girl sat down at the table and prepared to take notes. The other girl and boy sat on the bed while the man kept to his window seat. They had obviously been in this position before and were now used to it.
"I went to the platform by myself. I was really...
Lonely. All of the people had turned me shy, but all of this kids parents hugging their children and wishing them luck made me feel lonely. Unknowingly I reached to grip my Rena's hand, but when I grabbed thin air remembered she wasn't there. Sadly I headed to the train. It was huge and unlike anything I'd ever seen. Beauxbatons had carriages not trains so even the school that had been denied to me didn't prepare me.
I got on the train and searched for an empty compartment. Right now there was plenty, but I wanted the compartment to stay empty so I took the last one on the right and pulled out a book. Outside I could hear the students rushing around to find seats. Then my door slid open. Looking up I saw two boys. One of them was fat and short, with short blond hair and a runny nose. He disgusted me and the wolf.
"The wolf?" the blond girl questioned.
"Yes, the wolf, sometimes I can hear it. He's very disagreeable." The older man said.
The other one had black hair. It was short and stuck up so much I wondered how he did it, if it wasn't natural.
"Hey, can we sit here?" the black haired boy asked. Reluctantly I nodded. They took the seat across from me and I returned to my book.
"I'm James Potter and this is Peter Pettigrew." The black haired boy said. I raced through my brain for a polite way to tell them that I didn't care. I couldn't find one.
"Remus Lupin." I said shortly. For once I was glad I knew English perfectly as well as French and the only note to my background was a slight hint of the French accent.
"What year are you in?" James asked.
"Second."
"Then what house are you?"
"I transferred." Move train, move I pleaded mentally.
"Okay, what house do you want to be in?"
"I really don't care."
"Okay, well in case you get Gryffindor, stay away from Black. I don't care what the Sorting Hat says, he's a Death eater." James informed me.
"How do you know?" I asked I was curious now.
"All Blacks are Death Eaters and Slytherins. They're evil."
"All Lupins go to Beauxbatons and support sending half-breeds to concentration camps, but I didn't go to Beauxbatons and my family doesn't support concentration camps. Maybe he's different." I said. Okay maybe he might have been interesting for two seconds, but now he was just a biased annoying little kid that I might have to deal with for the rest of my life.
Then the door slid open. It revealed a tall black haired boy. Unlike James, his hair was straight and long, besides that, though, they could be twins. They both had blue eyes.
"Look who decides to come visit." James sneered. The boy glared at him and sat down beside me.
"Look Potter, I didn't come to start a fight. I just need a place to sit." The boy said. I figured he was Black.
"Well sit somewhere else, like with your little Death Eater friends." That made Black sit up. By the way Peter's eyes raced between James and Black I figured they were going to start a fight.
"Will you two SHUT-UP? I'm trying to read here." I shouted. The boys looked at me. Years of having the twins as sisters came into use, I sent them the best glare I knew. They both sat and were quiet. However they kept glaring at each other.
"Are they always this immature?" I directed the question at Peter. Slowly he nodded. I sighed and rolled my eyes.
"Who are you?" Black asked as if he just noticed me.
"Remus Lupin." I answered. He looked at me.
"I though you all went to Beauxbatons." He looked at me as if he knew something I didn't. That's when I recognized him. The Black and Malfoy family would know what I was, or soon put two and two together. They were the only pureblood English families that knew one of the Lupin kids had been bit.
"Got expelled." I lied. He nodded, but his look didn't change. I think he suspected.
"Sirius Black." He said. James glared at both of us. I rolled my eyes and returned to my book.
"It's a thin line between love and hate." I said carefully. Both boys looked at each other almost disgusted. I could have laughed.
"I though Black and Potter were best friends?" the brown haired girl asked. The older man nodded.
"They became such good friends during Christmas vacation. From Peter, though, and from the first half of the year I knew what their first year was like. James and Peter were always at war with Sirius. I tried not to take sides in that battle, but it was very hard. You three better get going." The man said smiling. The brown haired girl smiled, finished up her notes and left followed by the other two.
"What are you going to do with the notes Isabel?" Anna asked. We had both gotten switched to night shift so we were at the ice cream parlor.
"I'm going to publish them."
"Interesting."
"It might not sell until the truth about Sirius Black comes out, but of well, I still have my job."
"That's true." Then we both laughed.
A/N: Another chapter. Might end up posting another one today just incase I don't have time to write one Thursday. Thanks (). PLEASE REVIEW OTHER PEOPLE OUT THERE!