Glory in Your Shadow
Chapter: 2
Let the Rain Fall Down
Summary: When you first arrive at Hogwarts, you're sorted into the house that you belong in, right? Not quite. What if you were sorted into the wrong House, not by accident, but by choice. What if the fate of the wizarding world rested on that very lie? And every lie you told after it. What if telling the truth could send countless innocent people to an early death? Well there's something lurking around Hogwarts. Or should I say, someone? Someone with a really big secret. And a really important purpose. Besides; you know the rythm: "I spy, with my little eye."
Authors Note: I am not J.K Rowling. That's already pretty obvious. I do not own any of the characters, except for the original ones that I've made up. Yeah, I know, I know, Obvious. And in conclusion I'd also like to state that contrary to popular belief, I am not God... Though I do think you all should worship me.
The sky was gray. Not the usual spectrum of lovely colors it normally was, just gray. The rain poured down by the bucket as the wind chilled your skin. It felt like tiny spears dropping from the heavens and the birds hid away in there nests to avoid the godly message.
It was crowded with the bodies of children, many of them older and still many of them younger. They were all in a rush trying to say a last goodbye to the ones they held dear and a new hello to the ones they had yet to meet. The sound of laughter aswell of tears could be held from a mile away. It was surreal in a way...watching it all. It was like some beautifully depressing sympothny of sorts. I swear if you'd look close enough, the world seemed to move in slow motion. And right when it seemed as though the world had stopped a loud blow of a whistle was all it took to bring everyone to reality.
"Oy! Everyone who set to leave for Hogwarts I suggest get on the train. We are about to pull out of the station and won't be comming back for any left behind, so move along!" the conducter called through the rain. His voice sounded urgent, I suppose he didn't want to get the shiny buttons on his uniform wet. And understandable so...those buttons were so hard to clean once they had rusted over by the rain.
The children sat warm and toasty in their Hogwarts Crested compartments as the train pulled away from the station.
The noise of chatter filled the train aswell as the bumping of eager students trying to thrust there luggage into the cramped compartments.
One of those students was having a particuarly difficult time trying to fit his luggage into a compartment, or to even find one at all. A little lump of a boy, he was. Always going on about plants and that bloody frog of his. He went through practically all of the compartments, getting nothing more than slammed doors and snorts of disgust. The boy then went and attempted the last few compartments on the train. He built him self up a bit and knocked on the last of five compartment doors. The door suddenly slid open to reveal a girl, not much older than the boy himself. Her dark curls fell in her eyes.
"What Neville, what do you want?" she asked impatiently, hand on her hip.
"Oh, I-I was w-wondering if maybe I could sit with y-you guys?" the boy asked shaking a bit as he looked past the girl to the face the occupants inside the compartment. He lifted his eyes once more to face the brown eyes that had opened the door. Those eyes, they looked upon him with sympathy. Her lips had just started to spell out her sentence when a disgruntled snort could be heard from the back of the compartment. A boy with shocking blonde hair was looking at the Neville boy with such a distaste. The girl quickly wipped her head around to face the doorway again.
"No you can't. Sorry, Nevie, why don't you go and sit with your little Gryffindor berks." the girl sneered and slammed the door.
Neville just shook his head went on to the next compartment. He knocked and door slid opened just as the last one did. Only this time however it opened to reveal a familiar and friendly face. A skinny young man with an extrodinarily dark hair had opened to greet the poor Neville boy.
"Hey Harry! Um..Can I sit with you guys?" he asked.
"Sure." Harry responded. Neville smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. He stepped into the compartment and was pleased to see more friends. A boy with a large amount of red mess plopped onto his head and a girl who just stared intensly at her text book. Ron and Hermione.
"Hey Neville." the red headed fellow said.
"Hey Ron, Hermione." He ushered as he nodded his head towards the bushy haired girl, her nose still firmly implanted in her book.
"Hermione...Hermione!" Neville called. Her head shot up in an instant.
"Oh, hello Neville." she said as she passed along a warm smile to the boy.
"Thank goodness I found you guys. I couldn't take another rejection like the last compartment." Neville whined as he rested his head in his hands.
"Why what happend?" the dark haired boy has, his emerald green eyes twinkled with intrigue.
"Well I knocked on the compartment door and Layla opened. She looked like she was gonna let me sit with them, but then Malfoy gave his usual gitty sneer and she told me to get lost." he replied shaking his head.
"Layla Mundugus?" Harry inquiered. Neville shook his head in reply.
"Hmm. She quite odd, isn't she?" the Hermione girl asked.
"Odd? 'Mione odd doesn't even cut it!" the red headed fellow blurted out, only to get a rough elbow to the stomach.
"I was just trying to say that the girl doesn't know what house she wants to be in...Slytherin or Gryffindor" Ron murmuered under his breath, all the while clutching his stomach.
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Reviewers:
Bellegeste- Thank you so much for your kind words and extensive use of adjectives. I was going for that feeling when I wrote chapter one. I'm just simply delighted to hear that you recipricated. Believe me I'm just overjoyed to learned that you will tune in for my next installment.:)