A/N-Thank you for htose that reviewed! Please continue to review (please it
gives me motavation). I'm sorry for the spelling errors. My word processor
is acting up and I have no way to check spelling(save proof reading). Once
again I apologize. Onto the story!
The train began to steadily slow. Amy gathered her belonings and stuffed them back into her trunk. People began moving around her. No on said a word to her as she dodged their glances. She didn't want to be with wizards and witches anymore. They all stared at her like some bizarre creature. It had been wizards that tore her family apart. And now she had to go to another new school with more people she didn't know. Sure, there had been other people in her compartment, but none had said a word to her. Amy guessed she might have looked slightly morbid, starring out the window in fear.She had tried to muster the courage to talk to some people around her. But her cold feet got the better of her and she remained silent. Eventually the train came to a screeching stop at Hogsmeade station.
There was a great hustle to get off the train. People yelled out to friends as they clambered out of the doors. A call for first year students could be heard ringing over the noise of the crowd. She stood at the door of the train for a moment, starring up at the glittering school.What will my name have to be now?she thought as her eyes dropped from the castle to the intricut stone ground. Amy let her hair fall into her face as she descended the stairs. A cold rush of air greeted her hair as her feet met the ground. Nothing ever made her feel good about being within a group of so many people. Walls of witches and wizards framed her sides as her feet moved beneath her. Someone knocked hard into her sholder, causing her to loose balance. She felt the farmiliar fallling sensation that haunted her dreams. The shoulders above her grew taller.
But this time, it stopped. Amy didnt feel any cold stone beneath her. Instead she felt a warm arm across her back. Amy suddenly realized that, for the first time in a long time, someone saved her. A comforting feeling spread throughout her. Suddenly, she realized she was leaning on someone she didnt know. Her feet slowly regained their balance. Her hand quietly reached up to grab the sholder of her catcher. Amy pulled herself to her feet, her eyes still tracing the floor. She glanced up into the face of her savior. A pair of icy blue eyes stared back into her pine green ones. The boys long white-blonde hair saw greasily slicked back. A smirk spread across his face. Amy dropped her eyes from his gaze and stood up. She felt her face grow hot as hair fell back to hide her face again.
"Watch yourself," the boy said to her. His low voice sent icy chills up her spine. She glanced up to see him steadily walking away. Her eyes traced his figure as he strutted through the crowd. People began pushing her back so she would move forward. Someone almost knocked her down again. Coming back to her senses, Amy followed the rest of the students to the horseless carriges. Well, acctually, they weren't that horseless. Thressals stood docile in front of each carrige. She had been able to see them since last year. They weren't that haunting now, their emaciated figures being held on to by simple teathers. She stood there in wonder, watchingthe red eyes horses stamping.
Realizing she was one of the last few standing there, Amy clambered into a near carrige. As she heaved herself up into the door, she noticed 3 other attendees of the school. But her eyes were taken from their faces quickly by hair greeting her face. And even though her hair brought a sweet essence to her nose, the stench of the cabin lingered at her nostrils. The carrige smelled oddly of cabbage and moth balls. Amy sat down next to someone on the seat facing the back of the carrige. A soft breath of dust exhaled as she shifted her back so she was as comfortable she could get. Her eyes danced across the shoes of 3 other people in the cabin. Two of them had large, wide feet the were covered by tight black penny loafers. Her eyes lazily moved of the the pair closest to her. The thirds seemed almost graceful in their paiten leather coverings. Her eyes followed the shoes to the shins....up the torso... to a pale face. A pair of farmiliar cold blue eys stared back at her. His white blonde hiar was slicked back, yet slightly askew. Suddenly she put two and two together and realized he was the boy that had caught her. Silent ly she felt her facee become a burning red, her cheeks tingling with warmth. She began to stare at their shoes again
"We're not horrible disfigured. It is ok to look up," said that low voice in a mocking tone. Amy's body shook at his voice, a sense of fear spreading though her. The two large boys on the other side of the cabin began to snicker.Her eyes shot up, her temper slowly rising with in her chest. One of the boys and a round piggy face, his eyes and mouth seemed to swim in his flesh. The other looked asian in the light. His short spiky hair jutting out in all directions. His mouth hung slightly agape and he sniggered with his friend.His world began to heat up....Oh... if they keep laughing....
The carrige slowly pulled to a creaking stop. Amy sat as the three other boys hopped out. Finally, she stood and reached out for the door handle to jump down. Instead of feeling a cold rounded door knnob, she felt a warm, flat surface. her eyes darted to see that vlonde boy helping her down. She stoo there for a secon, hand in hand, staring at him.Slowly her raised an eyebrow, and she hopped out onto the ground. She sped ahead of him, muttering a slight thanks as she passed.
A/N- Ok I know, nothing really happened. Plot building I swear.please review for me! I want to thank those that did review for my first chapter, I love the motavation.
The train began to steadily slow. Amy gathered her belonings and stuffed them back into her trunk. People began moving around her. No on said a word to her as she dodged their glances. She didn't want to be with wizards and witches anymore. They all stared at her like some bizarre creature. It had been wizards that tore her family apart. And now she had to go to another new school with more people she didn't know. Sure, there had been other people in her compartment, but none had said a word to her. Amy guessed she might have looked slightly morbid, starring out the window in fear.She had tried to muster the courage to talk to some people around her. But her cold feet got the better of her and she remained silent. Eventually the train came to a screeching stop at Hogsmeade station.
There was a great hustle to get off the train. People yelled out to friends as they clambered out of the doors. A call for first year students could be heard ringing over the noise of the crowd. She stood at the door of the train for a moment, starring up at the glittering school.What will my name have to be now?she thought as her eyes dropped from the castle to the intricut stone ground. Amy let her hair fall into her face as she descended the stairs. A cold rush of air greeted her hair as her feet met the ground. Nothing ever made her feel good about being within a group of so many people. Walls of witches and wizards framed her sides as her feet moved beneath her. Someone knocked hard into her sholder, causing her to loose balance. She felt the farmiliar fallling sensation that haunted her dreams. The shoulders above her grew taller.
But this time, it stopped. Amy didnt feel any cold stone beneath her. Instead she felt a warm arm across her back. Amy suddenly realized that, for the first time in a long time, someone saved her. A comforting feeling spread throughout her. Suddenly, she realized she was leaning on someone she didnt know. Her feet slowly regained their balance. Her hand quietly reached up to grab the sholder of her catcher. Amy pulled herself to her feet, her eyes still tracing the floor. She glanced up into the face of her savior. A pair of icy blue eyes stared back into her pine green ones. The boys long white-blonde hair saw greasily slicked back. A smirk spread across his face. Amy dropped her eyes from his gaze and stood up. She felt her face grow hot as hair fell back to hide her face again.
"Watch yourself," the boy said to her. His low voice sent icy chills up her spine. She glanced up to see him steadily walking away. Her eyes traced his figure as he strutted through the crowd. People began pushing her back so she would move forward. Someone almost knocked her down again. Coming back to her senses, Amy followed the rest of the students to the horseless carriges. Well, acctually, they weren't that horseless. Thressals stood docile in front of each carrige. She had been able to see them since last year. They weren't that haunting now, their emaciated figures being held on to by simple teathers. She stood there in wonder, watchingthe red eyes horses stamping.
Realizing she was one of the last few standing there, Amy clambered into a near carrige. As she heaved herself up into the door, she noticed 3 other attendees of the school. But her eyes were taken from their faces quickly by hair greeting her face. And even though her hair brought a sweet essence to her nose, the stench of the cabin lingered at her nostrils. The carrige smelled oddly of cabbage and moth balls. Amy sat down next to someone on the seat facing the back of the carrige. A soft breath of dust exhaled as she shifted her back so she was as comfortable she could get. Her eyes danced across the shoes of 3 other people in the cabin. Two of them had large, wide feet the were covered by tight black penny loafers. Her eyes lazily moved of the the pair closest to her. The thirds seemed almost graceful in their paiten leather coverings. Her eyes followed the shoes to the shins....up the torso... to a pale face. A pair of farmiliar cold blue eys stared back at her. His white blonde hiar was slicked back, yet slightly askew. Suddenly she put two and two together and realized he was the boy that had caught her. Silent ly she felt her facee become a burning red, her cheeks tingling with warmth. She began to stare at their shoes again
"We're not horrible disfigured. It is ok to look up," said that low voice in a mocking tone. Amy's body shook at his voice, a sense of fear spreading though her. The two large boys on the other side of the cabin began to snicker.Her eyes shot up, her temper slowly rising with in her chest. One of the boys and a round piggy face, his eyes and mouth seemed to swim in his flesh. The other looked asian in the light. His short spiky hair jutting out in all directions. His mouth hung slightly agape and he sniggered with his friend.His world began to heat up....Oh... if they keep laughing....
The carrige slowly pulled to a creaking stop. Amy sat as the three other boys hopped out. Finally, she stood and reached out for the door handle to jump down. Instead of feeling a cold rounded door knnob, she felt a warm, flat surface. her eyes darted to see that vlonde boy helping her down. She stoo there for a secon, hand in hand, staring at him.Slowly her raised an eyebrow, and she hopped out onto the ground. She sped ahead of him, muttering a slight thanks as she passed.
A/N- Ok I know, nothing really happened. Plot building I swear.please review for me! I want to thank those that did review for my first chapter, I love the motavation.
