The Arrival

She did not wish to remember. The quiet made it much too easy. She had to get out of there. She needed noise, noise would distract her and make it difficult for her to concentrate and think. She wanted the echoes of the castle and the hustle and bustle of the other students. It was only one more week until she was able to leave all this behind.

The next morning, she came out to go to the bathroom and realized her father had gone to work. She took a shower and headed downstairs to gather some of her clothing and books. She was just about to head back up when she noticed her little brother sitting at the breakfast table, eating alone.

She walked over to the table. " hey" she said, he looked at her with sunken eyes. It was clear he hadn't been sleeping."Mind if I join you?" she asked.. He shrugged his shoulders as if to say "I don't care" so she joined him. She did not eat of course but instead began reading another book {how to capture a Demiguise}. Her brother remained silent, as did she.

After a while he got up, put his plate in the sink, sat down on the couch and started to play with his gameboytm. She in turn got up and was making her way to the staircase when she abruptly stopped. Although not of her own accord. Her brother had somehow managed to get across the room in the span of about 30 seconds and now had her in a breath blocking hug.

Eventually he let go and she turned to look at him. There were tears in his eyes. She knelt down and put her arms around him. She proceeded to pick him up and carry him to his room. She laid him on his bed and tucked him in. He fell asleep immediately. She quietly left the room, went back downstairs for her things and then entered her own room. This time she stayed there until it was time to leave for Hogwarts.

She had passed through to platform nine and three quarters and had chosen an empty boxcar. Although by the time the train had left the station three other students had joined her. Two boys and a girl. Same year as her by the look of it. She chose to ignore them and instead took out her book. The three apparently took notice and so ignored her all the same. They talked about their summers. The girl had been to Germany with her parents. One of the boys had seen a quidditch tournament and the other boy had been tortured by his aunt and uncle.

After about two hours her eyes began to get heavy. She had read the same paragraph five times already and so gave up on reading. Slowly she let her eyes close and drifted into sleep. She woke with a start. Beads of sweat had formed along her brow. One of the boys was standing over her. The dark haired one with glasses. "Are you alright?" he asked. She sat up. The other boy and girl had left and the train was no longer moving. It was dark outside and raining. "Where are we, why has the train stopped?" "We've arrived" he said. She looked around and indeed they were at Hogwarts.

Suddenly she realized she was still in the clothes from this morning. She got up and went over to her trunk. "I'll wait for you outside" he said. "You don't have to do that" she replied. "It's okay, plus you shouldn't be wandering around on your own. It's dangerous around here sometimes." She gave in and continued dressing as he waited outside. She stepped off the train and walked over to where he was standing. He had managed to hold won of the carriages back. It was warm out, but she pulled her cloak tighter around her arms, making sure they were completely covered.

He helped her into the carriage before getting in himself. "These horses are actually very beautiful" she said to him, fearing the silence would drive her mad. "You can see them!?" he asked, astonished. "Yes, I hope someday to own one or two. I"ve read about them and they're very friendly and quite easy to tame." " Who was it?" he asked, "Who died?" She stopped breathing for a moment before answering him. "My best friend. He went here also. We were out on the quidditch pitch, helping the team get their gear on when it started to rain."

"We all ran back to the castle, when he fell down. I went back to help him up when there was a flash of lightning. When I could see again, we were surrounded by men in hoods. I got him off the ground and told him not to move. Then I heard a voice"Release the boy!" It said, but I wasn't about to abandon him."Very well, as you wish! Avada Kedavra!" He screamed, but I was still holding him. Y hands began to burn and my skull was on fire with pain. I let go of him.

I heard the voice again as a man in a black cloak came towards me."Foolish girl, see what you've done! Rotiart!" I collapsed and passed out. When I came to, I was in the hospital wing. I took off my bandages. It was then that I realized he was dead. And I know who did it. It was Voldemort. He left me with a scar." Harry started to look at her, trying to find her scar. "Not a physical scar, You can't see it because it is inside of me. He cursed me for abandoning the body of my friend."

Then she fell silent as a single tear fell from her eye. Harry quietly thought to himself. So he wasn't the only one scarred by Voldemort. She didn't eat anything during the feast and left the Great hall as soon as possible. She made her way up to the Gryffindor tower and into the girls dormitory. She closed the curtains around her four poster and fell asleep the minute her head touched the pillow.