Chapter One
I'm Outta Here!
"Platform nine and three quarters," Laura told a
bunch of first years.
Laura was already in her third year along with
Harry Potter. They were both thirteen years old
and attending school at Hogwarts School of
Witchcraft and Wizardry.
"Now, all you have to do is run straight at the
wall between platforms nine and ten," Harry told
them.
"Are you mad," asked Shontal, a first year
student.
"Fine, don't believe me," Laura said as she ran
through the wall, to demonstrate, and
disappeared behind it.
"Wow! This magic stuff is starting to creep me
out," said another first year.
"What's the matter, ya chicken," asked Shontal
with a smirk on her face.
"Am not," he replied.
"
Are too," They argued.
"All right, break it up you two. You don't want to
miss the train now, do you," Harry asked.
"You're right - are too," Shontal remarked.
"I am not!"
"All right then, lets see you go. If you say you're
not a chicken, prove it," she said.
"Uh. . . sure. . .uh. . .okay," he said stuttering a
bit.
Trembling, he pushed his cart so it was alined
with the brick wall. He took one deep breath and
put all his worries behind him. He closed his
eyes and had a walking start, then picked up hus
pace. Soon he was running at full speed.
WHOOSH! He opened his eyes and realized he
was somewhere else.
Now it was Shontal's turn. She had no problem
getting through the barrier, and so did Harry.
Harry met up with Laura a few seconds after he
crossed the barrier. Laura was already in the
corridor.
along with Ron, Taylor and Hermione.
"Harry! Great to see you," said Ron grinning from
ear to ear.
"Have a good summer, Harry," asked Taylor.
"Brilliant," replied Harry.
Hermione seemed a bit troubled by something.
"Hey, Hermione," said Harry as he plopped down
next to her, making the seat shake.
"Something's wrong, Harry, I know it. I keep
feeling a sense of death in the air. But I'll get
back to you on that when we get back to the
castle," she said cheering up a little bit.
"So, Taylor, what ever happened to you and
Bobby," Harry asked trying not to focus too hard
on Hermione's feelings.
"I don't know. I kinda set my heart on someone
else," Taylor quickly realized what she had just
said and covered her mouth.
"Oh,please tell," pleaded Ron, anxiously.
"I can't, it's too dangerous to know," she replied
as tears came to her eyes.
"We're your best friends, we promise we won't tell
anyone," Hermione said.
"No, I just can't," Taylor exlaimed getting up and
storming out of the corridor, head burried in her
hands.
"You guys, give her a break. Something must've
happened between them," Laura decided to go
and see if Taylor was all right.
"Taylor? What's wrong, what's going on? Is there
something only I should know," Laura was getting
a little concerned about her best friend.
"No, I don't want you to get hurt, too," she said,
her face was all red from crying so hard.
"Someone hurt you! Who was it? I'll knock them
from here to-" Laura got into fighting possition.
"No, not yet," Taylor interrupted.
"No one's going to hurt you, Taylor, I'll make sure
of that," replied Laura.
"Oh, Laura, you really are a friend that's trublu,"
said Taylor, smiling and whiping her tears.
"Ah, look who it is, Taylor Welsh and my
precious, who I absolutly adore," came a familiar
voice.
Draco Malfoy, a boy Harry and his friends have
loathed since their first year at Hogwarts.
"Shove it, Malfoy," exclaimed Laura, as she
turned Taylor away and they both started walking
back to the corridor.
"Hmmm. . . not very friendly, well, we'll show
them how to respect their superiors," Draco told
Crabbe and Goyle, his sidekicks.
"I hope you're not referring to yourselves," Taylor
turned and walked back to the scene.
"How dare you talk to me, filthy little half-
breed," Droco exclaimed making a discusted face
at her.
"What did you just call my friend," Laura asked
and exclaimed, about to throw a punch at him.
"I didn't mean to offend her," he begged for
mercy.
The whole train seemed to be watching, for they
started laughing, making Malfoy look like a total
jerk.
"Hey, at least I don't like Professor Snape," said
Draco smiling.
"Who does," Laura asked angrily, still about to
throw the punch.
Draco pointed at Taylor. Laura looked at her and
lowered her punch. Taylor's face got all red
again.
"Taylor, is this true," Laura asked in shock.
She nodded and covered her face again.
"How did you know this," Laura asked Draco,
raising her punch again.
"I overheared her talking to herself about him,"
he replied partly laughing.
"You better stop laughing or I'll-" Laura started.
"Guys, guys! What the hell is going on here,"
asked the train attendant, seeing Laura about to
punch Malfoy.
The train attendant was a strong man so he
pulled Laura away from Draco.
"This is serious, Laura, you could have hurt
him," he exclaimed, dragging her ro the front of
the train.
"He's the one who wants to hurt people," Laura
yelled, trying to escape his tight grip on her arm,
but failed.
"I'm going to tell Dumbledore about this," he
said, as Laura took a seat at the front of the
train.
"As for you four," said the attendant to Draco,
Crabbe, Goyle, and Taylor, "Get back to your
corridors, immediatly."
Taylor quietly walked back to her corridor alone.
As she walked in, Harry, Ron, and Hermione
were all curious about what had happened.
"What happened to Laura," Harry asked,
anxiously.
"She's at the front of the train," she replied.
"She's not hurt or anything, is she," he asked.
"Oh no, she's fine."
"Phew! That's a relief," said Ron.
"I'm going up there to see if she's really okay,"
said Harry, getting up and leaving the corridor.
"Laura, what happened," he asked, as he found
her, crying hysterically.
"I'm so sorry, I didn't know," Laura exclaimed as
she burried her head in Harry's arm.
"It's okay, everythings fine. Taylor's all right,"
Harry comforted her.
"That's good," she replied wiping her tears, "Wait'
til I get my hands on that...that evil little beetle
thing-"
"Laura calm down. Malfoy will probably never
come near you again," said Harry, taking a seat
next to her, "By the way, what did you mean
when you said 'You didn't know' what didn't you
know?"
"Nothing - I didn't mean anything," Laura said,
quickly, trying to hide the fact that Taylor
actually likes Professor Severus Snape.
"I can tell something's wrong, Laura. What is it,"
Harry asked, as he wrapped his arm around her.
"I'll tell you. Eventually. When Taylor's ready,
she'll tell you," she replied, resting her head on
Harry's shoulder, and fell asleep.
Harry took off his cloak and wrapped it around
her. Soon after, he too fell asleep.
