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italics = joz's thoughts "stuff in quotes" = talking
CHAPTER 1
Staring out the train window, I watched the scenery pass. It was fall and death was in the air.
"But not all death is bad," I said out loud to no one in particular.
Oh lord who am I talking to? I am going crazy!
This time the thoughts were in my head, which was good because at this someone interrupted my solitude and hearing me say that to myself would have ensured entrance to St. Mungo's, a place I was not too fond of visiting EVER again. But he spoke asking me how I came upon such a conclusion about death and such and I explained to him.
"You see, fall is a beautiful death. The leaves clash colors with the sky, riding the wind as if to taunt the ground screaming you will never take us. But then the leaves always land, proving that death prevails. But from that death comes new life, like a phoenix you know? In spring new life shoots out of the ground from where the leaves once landed. And then the process repeats. There is always death, but in exchange, always new life."
"So you are saying that can be positive, if I am not mistaken..."
He paused for a moment.
"...that there is death, for the production of new life?"
"Yes, I suppose so, if that makes any sense at all."
"Well that's quite a contradiction, but it makes sense."
A smile played at his lips. I took the time to study him. He was pretty tall...
Just south of six feet?
...black hair...
What a mess! I must introduce him to a hairbrush sometime.
...pale complexion, wearing a T-shirt and jeans.
Nothing fancy... it fits though.
But what really caught my eye was in fact, his eye.
Actually it would be eyes... eh close enough!
They were a brilliant emerald, like nothing I had ever seen. Unfortunately they were a bit hidden behind a pair of rather dirty glasses.
Just like Gabe. NO! Don't think about that. Wow I really must be insane. Talking to myself and such. I wonder if this guy talks to himself like I do. OH CRAP! I am supposed to be paying attention. That's what NORMAL people do in conversations. Well, I am not normal, am I? No... oh shit he just asked a question and I missed it stupid me! Say something quick you moron!
"Sorry?"
Oh that was smooth.
He smiled again. A bit bigger this time.
"I said are you new this year?"
"Yes sir, transferred straight from Durmstrang."
Why did you say that? Now he will want to know why.
"Hmm... Durmstrang... long trip. Any reason?"
Lo and freaking behold!
"It's a long, boring story. So what year are you?"
"Seventh. You?"
"Seventh."
"I didn't know they allowed transfers in seventh year, it's kind of late."
"Normally no, but I am considered a 'special exception.'"
I emphasized the words with little air-quotes.
"I know the feeling. Trust me."
Do you? Hmmm... couldn't kill to lower my guard a little lower.
As he chatted about classes I decided to probe. I lowered my guard a bit.
Genuine sincerity... that's good at least I know he isn't full of crap... dread... whatever... confusion... normal... pretty much boring.
Suddenly something dawned on him and he shot up out of the seat he had taken across from me.
"Ron! 'Mione! Crap I forgot all about them."
"Friends?"
"Not for long if I don't get back."
I laughed a little at that before speaking.
"Well, I guess I'll be seeing you then."
"And leave you all alone? I think not! You missy are getting your things and coming with me."
"My hero," I replied rolling my eyes.
"Oh shut up. I can't help it, I am a gryffindor. They breed us all noble and shit, once you put the hat on and it yells out gryffindor, it's a that's-it-no-turning-back-your-fate-is-sealed kind of thing."
"Whoa buddy! Back up. Sorting I know about, but hat?"
"Yes ma'am. That's how it happens, a hat. I shall be oh so kind as to explain it on our way to the other compartment."
I took notice as to how he got progressively more comfortable as the conversation went on. He took up my trunk and we prepared to exit the compartment when he turned.
"By the way, the name is Harry, Harry Potter."
"It's a pleasure Harry Potter. I am Joz Azure."
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