Chapter 3

Eden was staring around in Kings Cross Station at the large locomotives with their billowing clouds of smoke. She saw people staring at her. She was used to this however, it was almost routine now. People always looked at her strangely mainly because of her wardrobe. Today she was walking around the station in a "Guns n' Roses" shirt, a black skirt with gothic-like zippers and buckles all over it, fishnets, and her mid-calf length biker boots. She knew it was a scary site to see both her and her brother in the same place when they had been allowed to dress themselves.

She was being jostled about in the mainstream of people; she had to keep a close eye on her brother or else she was liable to lose him. Finally they reached the brick barrier in which she was to walk through. She silently walked through, too nervous about the train ride to say anything.

Suddenly a blast of air hit her face. She stopped and stood there rooted to the spot as if she had sprung roots and they were holding her there. She stared at the giant locomotive that was the Hogwarts Express.

"Come on, Eden, you're the one who was complaining about being late and look whose stalling," her brother scolded her.

"Who do you think you are, LizBETH?" she retorted.

"No, I don't think I'm her number 1: because I have more power than she does and number 2: because I actually love you," he answered.

"Yea right," Eden said as she got on to the train, lugging her evil trunk up the whole way.

"Hey, can I get that for you?" came a voice in front of her.

She looked up and saw a smooth tanned face with short dark hair and intriguing brown eyes.

"Um, it's okay. I can handle it," she responded, slightly flustered.

"All right then, suit yourself," he responded and walked off.

She stared after him for a moment. Maybe he was just being nice, or maybe she had a new friend.

Eden and Thorn walked into a small compartment with crimson seats and a window to look out of. They sat on either side of each other, staring quietly into space as the train began to move. Both were thinking about what would be happening in a little over 9 hours.

They weren't worried about the moving schools; it was the school itself that they were worried about. Thorn broke the unpleasant silence as the train began to move.

"So, are you worried about the school?" he asked.

"No, why would I be?" Eden replied, lying through her teeth. Her brother knew it too.

"Yea, I really believe you there," he commented.

"Well, sorry if I can't fucking sound fucking convincing at the moment," said Eden angrily.

"Hey, don't get mad at me 'cuz you can't lie," Thorn said defensively.

"Just shut up and leave me alone," she said as she turned to face out the window.

She could remember the first time that she had transferred from her first school, Durmstrang, to her second one. She remembered how scared she had felt. She pushed a strand of her long black hair back behind her ear as she stared out the window and watched the countryside fly by. This soothed her and she returned to a semi-normal state of mind.

All of the sudden, to door to their compartment slid open and a group of three other seventh years entered, one being the guy who had offered to help her with her trunk.

"Have either of you seen a short, slightly plump guy with short brown hair walking around here lately?" asked a short boy with hazel green eyes and untidy jet black hair.

"No," she answered.

"Oh, well can you tell us if you see one around. His name is Peter and he's a seventh year. My name's James by the way, James Potter. This is Remus," he said pointing to the boy to his left, the boy Eden had seen earlier, "and Sirius," he said as he pointed out the boy on his right.

This guy was relatively tall with deep brown eyes and beautifully toned skin. His hair fell in graceful strands across his face, giving him a relaxed, and very attractive, look. He reminded her of a large puppy dog, that cute little face. But little puppies often had a knack for getting into trouble; in his case, she supposed that trouble was intentional. Eden stared at him contemplating him for a moment, but then looked away embarrassed.

Sirius Black looked across the compartment at the two people in front of him. One was a guy with black hair, deep sea green eyes, and an unimpressed expression on his face. He supposed that if he was a girl, he would probably find him rather attractive, but seeing as how he wasn't, he didn't.

The other person was a rather small and skinny girl with long glossy black hair that ran down the back of her black tee shirt all the way to the thin strip of skin showing in space between where her shirt ended and her skirt began. Her features were like that of a princess, small, light, and soft. She had the same sea green eyes as the boy, but they seemed to go even deeper, and as she looked at him, he felt that she could see down through him right to his soul. She had beautiful pale, blemish-free skin that looked almost transparent.

He felt a feeling rise in his lower abdominal area that he tried to ignore, but it grew even stronger as he heard her voice.

"My name is Eden, and this is Thorn," she said referring to the boy sitting across from her.

"Are you all twins?" asked Remus.

"Yea," the boy named Thorn responded.

"Are you all seventh years?" Sirius asked gazing at Eden with something like adoration shining through his normally blank face.

"Yea," Thorn said again. "We just transferred in. Are you all seventh years?"

"Oh yes," James responded happily with an evil grin on his face.

While all this was going on, Eden had begun to get rather bored. She stood up and had to climb up on the seat to reach her trunk at the top of the rack because she was so short. She reached in and retrieved her headphones and CD player. She then returned to her seat, placed the headphones on her head, and turned up the volume as loud as it would go.

"Ignore her," said Thorn. "She has mental problems," he said rolling his eyes.

James was saved from making a snide remark by the opening of the door behind him.

The plump lady who pushed the trolley had finally arrived.

"About time," he commented to her.

"Oh do be quiet James," the plump woman said with a chortle.

"As you wish," he said playfully. Eden could gather from the facial expressions that James was quite a charmer. I'll have to watch out for this one, his ego seems as big as all hell put in a box, she thought.

"So, what'll it be?" asked the woman.

And with that, the three boys said their good byes and went out into the corridor of the train to order their snacks.