Hello Everybody... this story was actually posted a really long time ago by me but this time around I've made some changes and partially written a secound chapter so yes I do intend to continue this story...Please Reveiw
Chapter One
London's train station was always busy but on this particular day it always seemed busier, for this was the day school began for the Wizarding community. Small groups of teenagers would slip unnoticed from the large throng of men, women, and children surging towards their destinations. They would walk towards a wall between the platforms nine and ten and then right before impact, vanish through the wall.
On the other side of this particular wall awaited a giant scarlet train the "Hogwarts Express". It was on this train that the many young witches and wizards who attended Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry reached their school. Hogwarts, one of the many wizarding school's around the world, is attended by English witches and wizards because of it's location, however one can meet many a witch or wizard who live in the surrounding area's such as Ireland or Scotland. This said many students were surprised to see a large group of teenagers, about the age of 17 and obviously American, standing on the platform.
They were a strange group indeed, dressed quite casually and in some opinions sloppily, in the usually American style. Baggy jeans accompanied by a t-shirt sporting the name of a band or some silly saying. The two girls in the group were dressed differently of course. One dressed in an old fashioned, white dress (think a dress like the ones they wear in Stepford Wives) and orange and white striped shoes, which matched her orange hoop earrings. The other girl was wearing a pair light blue jeans which looked like they'd been tossed into a shredder and a white T-shirt.
The group stood there talking until the train's warning whistle blew, after which several hugs and intricate handshakes were exchanged along with hurried good-byes. A lone, figure wearing baggy jeans and a black T-shirt, clambered aboard with a raven on his shoulder, a black kitten in his arms and a guitar case on his back. The boy leisurely made his way to the back of the train, slide open the door of the last compartment and sat down.
A group of girls had already conjugated near the compartments flanking his. Even some of the Slytherins could be seen, drawn to him by his lip ring and dark brooding eyes, which were partially obscured by his unruly black hair. Surprisingly enough the boy paid them no heed, other than an indifferent once over before reaching into his pocket and withdrawing an envelope which contained a letter which he scanned quickly, the occasional shadow of a smile flitting across his handsome features.
Once he had finished reading the letter he put it back in his pocket and removed a quill and a bit of parchment upon which he proceeded to scrawl something before handing it to his raven and releasing the bird out the window. Then with a small wave of his hand the compartment door slammed shut and locked.
He had grown tired of his admirers.
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