On the Train
Note: For those who know every smudged detail of CoS I beg you to not…horribly criticize mistakes, unfortunately, CoS is rather vague in my memory and I have not the time to pick it up again…er..soon. Harry is coming in more detail...in these chapters!
"Where is Harry and Ron?" muttered Hermione for the hundreth time, wondering where her two friends could be. It was strange, the rest of the Weasely family was here, even Ginny, but Ron and Harry were not. She had tried to ask the twins, Percy and Ginny none of whom could say more than "They were just behind us, maybe they're in some compartment in the back or perhaps in the w.c and you just keep missing each other." Or something of such lines, Ginny however, the last to see the two was also worried. She and Hermione went along the train searching for the two boys.
They came to a small compartment at the end of the train, the very last one, no the last one on earth after spending an hour knocking on every compartment. There was little doubt that the boys were NOT on the train and that they had just spent a lot of time looking for the paddles of a boat they did not own as the muggle saying goes.
Hermione sent a side way glance toward Ginny whom after the long hour had become quite a close friend to Hermione. She glanced back and raised a hand to knock on the door. Sighing deeply, she knocked softly, and waited…and waited. Five minutes had passed and no answer. She opened the sliding door, and found a small girl fast asleep in her robes in the corner seat of the compartment, there had been something else, a white light or other, but by the time they opened the door it was gone.
Across the girl was a midnight black owl with a patch of white on its chest. It too was sleeping, hooting every other breath. The scene did not last very long; for in leaving the door open, another passer by happened to it. One who did not alli very well with the two girls.
"Well, Well, who would have thought that Granger and Weasel…oh…a Weaselette were spies. How peculiar, I thought you had more…eloquence or decorum." He sneered. Hermione glared, "How would you know Malfoy, why are you here? Here to terrorize the rest of the people on the train with your gargoyle face." She snarled. During the argument, they had not noticed the open eyes of the latter sleeper. "Whatever Granger, I actually have a good reason to be here, I was told to come, I don't intrude upon people like you" sneered Malfoy. Ginny sighed, and somewhat timely so did someone else.
" How , euh, gent- kind of all of you to wake me, I see we will arrive soon I do think I should get something for Kilie." Said the girl smiling cheerfully as if the death glares between the party were but smiles. They stared at her in the same manner as well. "Do say wot you're all staring at, really I don't see a three headed dog or something of that sort." She grinned. Seeing no response she pushed her way through to the restroom, not far from the compartment.
By some unspoken agreement, the three of them broke apart and Hermione and Ginny walked away toward the front. Malfoy stayed, waiting for the girl to return. About five minutes later and a glaring contest with the strange owl, the girl returned. "Hello, I see you're still here…where did the girls go?" the girl asked, still…smiling. "They're gone, I came here on Professor Snape's orders. He told me to help you…fit in." he relpied. She stared for a moment, and went to tending to her owl, who after throwing a dirty look towards Malfoy promptly and affectionately accepted the owl treats from the girl's hand. The owl hopped out of the cage and onto the girl's hand and from there hopped onto her midnight hair. "Oh, Kilie, how silly, get off my hair, it's not a perch nor am I Rapunzel!" she exclaimed chuckling.
The owl climbed off still glaring nastily at Malfoy but hopped of her hair and flew down to the seat and perched herself on the cushion. "Well look at that, you are an incorrigible, proud owl." The girl said laughing at the haughty expression of her presumptuous friend. Draco stared in curiosity, his owl was just as cold as any "malfoy" or in other words his dad, he never had these carefree, heartwarming, nonsensical banters with anyone or thing. His owl did very much the same thing; glare and deliver, not that he minded, yet the playfulness was very much in longing.
"Oh, sorry, thanks though.." she replied suddenly serious. He nodded and left; running into Granger and Weasley. "Watch where you're going muggle-born!" he snarled, not even dignifying Ginny's presence. The two girls glared at his back as he stalked off. The female duo had been out of luck for compartments, all were full and there was no other choice, though anyone…friendly with Malfoy might be worser than the ice prince himself. Again they knocked on the door and this time, the girl answered. "Hi." She said staring at them. "Hello, we were just wondering if we could sit with you; everything else is full..and" said Hermione. "S-Sure." She said silently. The other two girls entered and they all sat down. The owl had been moved beside the girl and Hermione and Ginny sat across from the two.
"So, what's your name?" asked Ginny, speaking for the first time to the girl. "I-I'm "Daidouji, I…" Malfoy was back, his statement froze as he saw his…enemies sitting in the compartment. "What are you doing here Mudblood!" he exclaimed, pale with anger. That had struck battle; Hermione Vs Draco Malfoy. The shouting could be heard outside the compartment, Ginny had joined in and soon the three were enwrapped into their fight that they never noticed the other girl.
Daidouji, as her surname was, folded into her self with her owl on her head…again. She closed her eyes muttering to herself, something still went unnoticed. Trembling she started rocking herself, the fight was loud and disturbing bringing unwanted memories to the eleven-year old. Five minutes passed like an hour and still no one came to break them up. Finally, she had enough; "SHUT UP!" she screamed, trembling and pale from her shaded seat in the corner. The three stopped and stared at her. Glaring, "Get, out, all of you, if you can't get along with each other then none of you belong in this compartment." she said in a silent deadly voice.
The fighting three, sat down silently. She glared and sat down, curled up with her owl on her head still-and sneering, if such an expression on an owl is possible, at the three of them. Staring at the window for a few minutes, letting the silence consume her. The others stared down or that is Ginny and Hermione, Draco looked out the window fuming. The owl hooted, still glaring at the other three students scornfully.
Memory (unknown girl)
"Stay out!" a tall lady in the shadows of a door, screamed. A small girl whimpered kneeling on the snow lit alley. The door before her was slammed shut as she hugged herself from the bitter cold. She let a tear or two drop watching as they froze on the snow. She slowly stood and sauntered toward the open street. Other girls were there, smoking and hanging out, while cars past by…
"Yo! Lily, what up? You cold?" one girl tall, with jade eyes and auburn hair. She smiled and pulled the girl toward her small group in front of a small fire. Lily smiled a bit, the wind picked up and a car stopped in front of their street. Two boys got out, staring at the girls…
"Lils get out of here-"Yeah doe, get, this aint your trip." Whispered another girl smoking a joint. The other girl with the jade eyes tried to smile and took Lily by the hand going back a dark alley; tried to. "Hey, mamas!" one of the boys smiled drunkenly…
"Come on!" the girl with green eyes-Sakura- grabbed Lily's hand running from the boys, the shouts and screams and…shots trailing behind them. She closed her eyes, dragged blindly through the streets…
Running and running the breaths behind them; all of a sudden they stopped. Lily opened her eyes, seeing no one with her, she turned back searching for her friend. The shouts and screams hit before she arrived. By the time she arrived at the scene a resounding shot exploded leaving silence in the tainted snow…
End of memory
Ginny was tired of the silence. Glaring back at the owl, she was the first to speak. "er Look,we'-er I am sorry, I really don't want a grudge between all of us." She said. "That's fine, my name is Lily, yours is?" the girl replied, still staring outside the window. "My name is Ginny, er full name is Ginerva Weasley but I'd rather Ginny." Ginny replied. Hermione listening, decided to put her two pence and soon the three girls chatted amiably for ten minutes. Draco being ostensible as usual glared out the window still.
That was how the rest of the train ride was spent. While Hermione and Draco left, Ginny and Lily stepped outside to follow Hagrid. They kept talking on the boat ride to the castle along with another girl named Luna. In a hall the first years stood chattering on nervous energy wondering what sort of test they would have to go through. Lily stayed silent smiling during the conversations between Ginny and some other girls. Professor came to collect them, the whole school assembled. She walked numbly behind Ginny, 'So many people..' Lily shuddered a bit.
The line was long and it felt like they stood forever in that jumbled line, watched by the rest of school. Finally, "Daidouji, Lily" was called out and all the stares were placed on her. She stiffly left the line toward the Sorting Hat (very much relieved and heartened by its song beforehand) The loud sounds and voices in her head were silenced once the Hat was placed on her head. A faint voice welcomed her. "Let's see, oh yes another one. I remember your mother as well, you're a bit more talented though. Lily smiled a bit on the comment. The memories were rewinded. "Sorry to see such a person go, and what a terrible family, your one out of many though. Sorted a young boy last year with a similar situation, though not so bad." Continued the Hat.
"Now then, where to put you…"it continued thoughtfully, "Excellent mind, very good for Ravenclaw…Well, are going to say something? You're so quite, I'd think I was talking to myself." The Hat exclaimed. "Sorry, I was just listening, I don't know, whichever house you see fit, I have no preference." Lily replied. "Much too complacent," the hat muttered, " Of course, there are some houses I find less-"How cunning of you!"exclaimed the hat, "Well, I do know where to put you, and I think it shall work out perfectly. That house needs some light, what with all the darkness and evil that it produces, few tend to actually see it. I do wish you luck." Finished the hat. "SLYTHERIN!" it shouted to the school.
These are the best memories, and now in the rain I have to smile. The benign beginning was fun, yet now… it begins again.
