Swept Into The Wind
Chapter Twelve: Faerie Fireworks
By: chocolateswirl88
A/N: Sorry its taken FOREEEEVER to get the next chapter up and running. I've had absolutely NO time, and NO ideas whatsoever. So I thought I'd battle my writters block and write at least something. Here you go!
Harry sat alone in his compartment on the Hogwarts Express. His forehead lay against the cool glass of the window, watching with no interest whatsoever as the trees and landscape whizzed past. Truth to say he was bored. Riley usually added some intrest to his life, besides his girlfriend, family, and working out. Typically, he had everything he could ask for, and got bored every now and then. But then Riley enters the room and with her sarcasm and topics of conversation, anyone would be entertained for hours on end.
The weather was surprisingly pleasant for the train ride. Students all over the locomotive had their windows open to let the sweet sent of the country filter through the other comparments, filling the entire train after merely seconds. Sighing, Harry took his head off the window and sat up straight, the sun was seeming a little brighter than usual, so he didn't want to ruin his eyes.
Harry jumped when a very large explosion seemed to sound off in the corridor of the train, not too far from his compartment. His first thought was Voldemort, but Voldemort hasn't been seen for months. There was little chance that he would show up on a guarded train. Harry leaned curiously to look at the door. He could hear muffled voices and cursing. Then one voice stood out above the rest.
"Don't you bloody scold me! You try aparating onto a moving train and manage to make it without a bloody sound at all! You have GOT to get your brains straightened out! It's called Physics you dolts!" Harry grinned, he knew exactly who that was. Seconds later, his compartment door opened and there stood Riley. She was dressed rather curiously. A a short blue jean skirt with the bottom frayed, a deep red tank top with some cartoon character on it, her white hair put into two long braids and on her head, a tan cowboy hat, her feet in tan knee high cowgirl boots. Harry smirked at the bulls head neck tie.
"Interesting outfit." He commented, motioning for her to sit. "How did training go?" Riley sighed.
"Brutal." Riley massaged her temple. "Stupid dolts on the train. How can you possibly teleport onto a MOVING TRAIN and expect to arrive in silence? Even apparating you come out with a pop. Bloody auroras put up a barrier. They disguised it well enough too, I couldn't sence the bloody thing!"
"Don't curse Riley." Harry smirked, watching her force all of her rage into a wistfull remark.
"Go wank yourself." She smarted, kicking his shin with enough force to make it hurt. "How'd your two weeks go? Hopefully better than mine. Training vampires is ridiculous, especially when one of them keeps hinting for sex." Harry snorted, covering his mouth to stiffle his laughter. Riley rolled her eyes and layed out on the seat. "I was so busy both weeks that I never had time to heal all my bumps and bruises untill the very final day. Draco's awfully lucky that I didn't castrate him for doing this to me." Harry quirked an eyebrow.
"Are you alright?" He asked, leaning forward to feel her forehead. "Because the Riley I know dosen't usually admit to pain so easily."
"I was bloody sore for two weeks." She said, swatting playfully at his hand. "I'm still sore actually. There were some bruises that I couldn't mend with magic nor Faerie spells. They're best to be healed on their own." Harry frowned. "Nasty blow to my leg on Tuesday. It's a big bruise, so I have to cover it up. Thankfully we have to wear knee high socks as apart of the uniform for us females. Or else people would think I'm being abused." She smirked, unzipping her boot to show Harry the bruise. She was right. It was nearly the size of a grapefruit and a half.
"Damn." He said, turning her leg slightly from side to side to see how far it extended. "How'd this happen?"
"Teaching the vampires to dodge the large balls on chains that they twirl around for manipulation. And well, the vamp actually thought that I wanted him to attack me with it, instead of swing it and let me dodge it. To make the story short, he got me in the leg, and it won't heal with my spells. So I'm skrewed." Harry smiled slightly.
"Well, bruises can heal quickly sometimes. So maybe you'll be as good as new in a few weeks. Untill then, keep putting ice packs on it for about 20 minutes every day and keep your leg elevated." Riley nodded, not really in the mood to argue with him. She was tired. "So what are you classes?" Riley reached into her pocket of her skirt and unfolded a piece of paper. "I like it how they've decided to send these things by owl this year."
"Um, Advanced Potions, Advanced Defence Against The Dark Arts, Advanced Transfiguration, Advanced Charms, Advanced Care of Magical Creatures, and Advanced Herbology, and the new Advanced Band." Riley recited, looking down her schedule. "Mondays I have all of my classes, Tuesday I have Herbology, Potions, and DADA, Wednesday I have COMC, Charms, Transfiguration, and study period, and then Friday I have Band and the rest of the day off." Harry looked at her enviously. "What?"
"ALL advanced classes?" he raised an eyebrow, looking at her skeptically. She nodded.
"I'm sorry if you feel that I'm more advanced than you. You shouldn't be treatened, I'm just a bit more talented." Harry chuckled, realizing that it was because of her Faerie hertiage.
"I guess even faeries are too smart for their own good." Out of nowhere came a purple pillow with silver beads tied into the fringe, and it landed straight into Harry's face. He just grinned and chucked the thing back, missing Riley completely.
"Yes, but at least I posess the common sence of this posee." Riley said, sarcasm showering her voice once again. She was back to her usual self again. Harry mentally sighed with relief. "But alas, my first year at Hogwarts. Should I make entrance and slip in amongst the rest of the shy beasts?" Harry raised an eyebrow, not sure if he wanted to know what she had up her sleeve.
"What did you have in mind?" Riley grinned, that evil gleam was coming about her again. This couldn't be good.
"Oh you'll see. I'm sure it'll be a blast!" At that moment, Riley stood up whilst Harry remained seated. "I'll be back, I have to go ask the conductor a few things before the train makes it to the port. Don't hurt yourself thinking too hard, Love." Once her figure had retreated out of the compartment, Harry had only realized too late.
"She has bloody Faerie Fireworks!" He cried, jumping to his feet and running to trains engine.
