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.