A/N: I had so much fun writing the first chapter (fixing it up and stuff) that I decided to write the second chapter today! It might be a little short but I hope you enjoy
The rest of the month flew by so quickly with Tara taking care of Athena and excited about her trip to Hogwarts that September came quicker than she expected. Before she knew it, she was loading her trolley with her trunks and cage at the train station. Her mother was crying slightly because her baby was going to be gone for 9 whole months! Tara found it very weird that her parents had not gone crazy at the thought of her being a witch. Most of her friends parents would have had a heart attack or cast them out of the house. Why had they acted like they were pretending when she read them her letter? On the other hand, now she could actually have a "real" summer holiday. None like the ones she had at Hillshire which were from April to July. She always had to go to school on her birthday, which was never fun. Too bad that Tara now had to wait a little longer to be adopted.
"Now, you be good. Make us proud," said her father in a choked voice, pulling Tara into a one-armed hug. Her mother sniffled and smiled, hugging Tara tightly. Tara smilled and looked up at them. "I will, Daddy and Mommy! I can't wait to come back and show you what I've learned!" She waved goodbye to her parents and turned around, getting ready to walk onto the platform 9 and ¾. Suddenly she realized that the platform was 9 and ¾. She didn't see it anywhere in the station! How was she going to get on to her train if she didn't even know where her platform was? -Uh-oh,- thought Tara. She stood in her spot for a moment, trying not to panic. -What am I going to do now?!- Suddenly a loud irritated voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "This place is packed with Muggles of course! Come on, Ginny!"
-Muggles.I remember that word,- Tara thought. She looked around for the voice and saw a squat red-haired woman with a bunch of kids who looked just like her. One of the boys in the group caught Tara's eye however. Unlike the others, he had messy black hair just like hers, and green eyes hidden behind broken glasses. Tara's eyebrows raised at the resemblence. He looked a lot like her, except for the glasses. She only needed them for reading. Still, it was an eerie coincidence. She pushed the thought to the back of her mind—there were probably a lot of black-haired, green eyed kids at Hogwarts—and concentrated on the group heading towards the barrier. Suddenly, 2 of the boys began to ran towards the barrier and disappeared into it! -So that must be how you get onto platform 9 and ¾,- Tara thought.
She waited until the whole lot had disappeared into the barrier, and prepared herself. She started running, closing her eyes and preparing for a large crash, but amazingly she didn't. Tara opened her eyes and found herself on a whole new platform, smiling at her accomplishment. There were many other students walking around, talking to others and their parents, loading bags onto the train and just milling around. Tara began walking around, looking at everything in wonder. She didn't realize that she wasn't looking where she was going and crashed into someone else's trolley. Athena and another owl screeched loudly as trunks spilled everywhere.
"Oh no! I'm so sorry!" Tara cried as she hurriedly bent down to pick up her turnks and cage. "That's all right," she heard someone else say as they bent down to help her. Tara looked up, and gasped slightly. It was the boy she had seen in the red-headed group! The one who looked a lot like her! He had finished gathering his things and looked up, and his eyes caught Tara's. She blushed as they looked at each other for a split second before the train whistle sounded and brought her back to reality. "Oh, I've got to go! Again I'm sorry!" she said, still blushing as she ran off with her trolley. She hurried away to load her luggage onto the train.
A tall red-haired boy came up behind the other one. "Harry, who was that?" "I don't know, Ron," he said. "She looked a lot like me, though. Same eyes and everything." Ron grinned. "You think she fancies you? She was blushing!" Harry shook his head and grabbed his trunk. "Don't be ridiculous. I don't even know her!"
-Who was he?- thought Tara as she found a seat on the train. -I've never seen him before in my life. But.when I caught his eye, I felt like I'd known him before. Like from a long time ago.- She shook her head. "Don't be ridiculous. It's just a coincidence, I've seen people who have looked like me before! How could I have known him?" She pulled out her glasses and a book as the train began to move, and settled down to read.
About 45 minutes later, the door to the compartment rolled open, and a girl with frizzy brown hair looked in. "Excuse me, but I was just wondering.have you seen a toad by any chance? A boy named Neville's lost it." Tara looked up from her book and shook her head. "No, I'm sorry. But I'll keep my eye open." The girl smiled in thanks. "Thank you. By the way, I'm Hermoine Granger." "I'm Tara Potter," said Tara.
"Tara, I'm sorry to run, but I've other compartments to ask about Neville's toad," said Hermione. "No problem," said Tara. She waved and turned back to her book as Hermione shut the compartment door and walked away.
As Hermione walked down the hallway to the next compartment, she couldn't help but think. -Pretty odd,- she thought. -She has the same last name as the boy I asked just a few minutes earlier. What was his name…Harry Potter?-
The rest of the month flew by so quickly with Tara taking care of Athena and excited about her trip to Hogwarts that September came quicker than she expected. Before she knew it, she was loading her trolley with her trunks and cage at the train station. Her mother was crying slightly because her baby was going to be gone for 9 whole months! Tara found it very weird that her parents had not gone crazy at the thought of her being a witch. Most of her friends parents would have had a heart attack or cast them out of the house. Why had they acted like they were pretending when she read them her letter? On the other hand, now she could actually have a "real" summer holiday. None like the ones she had at Hillshire which were from April to July. She always had to go to school on her birthday, which was never fun. Too bad that Tara now had to wait a little longer to be adopted.
"Now, you be good. Make us proud," said her father in a choked voice, pulling Tara into a one-armed hug. Her mother sniffled and smiled, hugging Tara tightly. Tara smilled and looked up at them. "I will, Daddy and Mommy! I can't wait to come back and show you what I've learned!" She waved goodbye to her parents and turned around, getting ready to walk onto the platform 9 and ¾. Suddenly she realized that the platform was 9 and ¾. She didn't see it anywhere in the station! How was she going to get on to her train if she didn't even know where her platform was? -Uh-oh,- thought Tara. She stood in her spot for a moment, trying not to panic. -What am I going to do now?!- Suddenly a loud irritated voice snapped her out of her thoughts. "This place is packed with Muggles of course! Come on, Ginny!"
-Muggles.I remember that word,- Tara thought. She looked around for the voice and saw a squat red-haired woman with a bunch of kids who looked just like her. One of the boys in the group caught Tara's eye however. Unlike the others, he had messy black hair just like hers, and green eyes hidden behind broken glasses. Tara's eyebrows raised at the resemblence. He looked a lot like her, except for the glasses. She only needed them for reading. Still, it was an eerie coincidence. She pushed the thought to the back of her mind—there were probably a lot of black-haired, green eyed kids at Hogwarts—and concentrated on the group heading towards the barrier. Suddenly, 2 of the boys began to ran towards the barrier and disappeared into it! -So that must be how you get onto platform 9 and ¾,- Tara thought.
She waited until the whole lot had disappeared into the barrier, and prepared herself. She started running, closing her eyes and preparing for a large crash, but amazingly she didn't. Tara opened her eyes and found herself on a whole new platform, smiling at her accomplishment. There were many other students walking around, talking to others and their parents, loading bags onto the train and just milling around. Tara began walking around, looking at everything in wonder. She didn't realize that she wasn't looking where she was going and crashed into someone else's trolley. Athena and another owl screeched loudly as trunks spilled everywhere.
"Oh no! I'm so sorry!" Tara cried as she hurriedly bent down to pick up her turnks and cage. "That's all right," she heard someone else say as they bent down to help her. Tara looked up, and gasped slightly. It was the boy she had seen in the red-headed group! The one who looked a lot like her! He had finished gathering his things and looked up, and his eyes caught Tara's. She blushed as they looked at each other for a split second before the train whistle sounded and brought her back to reality. "Oh, I've got to go! Again I'm sorry!" she said, still blushing as she ran off with her trolley. She hurried away to load her luggage onto the train.
A tall red-haired boy came up behind the other one. "Harry, who was that?" "I don't know, Ron," he said. "She looked a lot like me, though. Same eyes and everything." Ron grinned. "You think she fancies you? She was blushing!" Harry shook his head and grabbed his trunk. "Don't be ridiculous. I don't even know her!"
-Who was he?- thought Tara as she found a seat on the train. -I've never seen him before in my life. But.when I caught his eye, I felt like I'd known him before. Like from a long time ago.- She shook her head. "Don't be ridiculous. It's just a coincidence, I've seen people who have looked like me before! How could I have known him?" She pulled out her glasses and a book as the train began to move, and settled down to read.
About 45 minutes later, the door to the compartment rolled open, and a girl with frizzy brown hair looked in. "Excuse me, but I was just wondering.have you seen a toad by any chance? A boy named Neville's lost it." Tara looked up from her book and shook her head. "No, I'm sorry. But I'll keep my eye open." The girl smiled in thanks. "Thank you. By the way, I'm Hermoine Granger." "I'm Tara Potter," said Tara.
"Tara, I'm sorry to run, but I've other compartments to ask about Neville's toad," said Hermione. "No problem," said Tara. She waved and turned back to her book as Hermione shut the compartment door and walked away.
As Hermione walked down the hallway to the next compartment, she couldn't help but think. -Pretty odd,- she thought. -She has the same last name as the boy I asked just a few minutes earlier. What was his name…Harry Potter?-