AN: I told you I might not update until Tuesday, so you all shouldn't be yelling at me. You ALSO shouldn't be telling me to update on a day that I can't for certain reasons, like Sunday - coughrocket4477cough – you know who you are. Now, I'm happy to say that, because I had to wait so long, that I got plenty more reviews than fifteen. So, my paragraph of reviewers and then . . . (do I really need to say it?) ON WITH THE CHAPPIE!
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As the train sped through the countryside, Emily continued the story of Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. Of course, she was trying to simplify it, so she wouldn't be talking for hours.
"So, wouldn't you know it, he turned out to be Ron Weasley! My mum was so happy to see him, but then he started asking about me, since it wasn't exactly normal for a nineteen year old to have a baby, even though, according to my Uncle Ron, she was acting a lot older than nineteen. Anyway, my mum and Uncle Ron surprised my Uncle Harry by re-introducing them to each other. Then, shortly after that, she met my dad! Of course, they still didn't like each other much then. It's kind of interesting how they met at first, too. See, my mum was helping at Flourish and Blotts in Diagon Alley, when this little girl comes up to her and asks her if she can help her find her daddy. So, when Hermione did find him, she found out that Draco Malfoy was the little girl's dad! And, the little girl was my sister. She's in the next compartment, and she's starting her third year here this year . . ." and Emily continued on with the story, completely entrancing Orlando. He thought this whole thing was very interesting, unlike most other boys his age. He was kind of a Romantic.
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". . . and then they got married, and that's the lovely love story of Draco and Hermione Malfoy," finished Emily an hour later.
"Wow. That was a really cool story! You're right, it is like a book," said Orlando.
"I thought so. Want me to go get my sister so you can meet her?"
"No, thanks. Maybe later." Just then, the snack cart came up to their door.
"Anything off the trolley, dears?" said the witch who pushed it. Amanda had told Emily about the candy trolley. She said they had just about everything. Orlando just blushed slightly and mumbled something about him mum had packed him something. Emily looked at him with pity. She reached into her pocket and felt the Galleons there. Her parents had been very generous with her, knowing that she'd want to buy a lot. She glanced at Orlando again, and pulled out the coins in her pocket.
"We'll take some of everything," she said, standing up. Orlando just looked at her, wide-eyed, as she paid the witch and took eight of everything on the cart.
"Can you help me a little, Orlando? I can't exactly carry all of this," she said, and he jumped right up to help.
Once they had all the candy and snacks spread out on the other seats in the compartment, Emily immediately picked up a chocolate frog and opened the box.
"Oh, darn. I've already got about ten of Dumbledore," she said, tossing the card aside and biting the head off the frog. Orlando just looked at her. "Well, what are you just sitting there for? Dig in! Do you really think I can eat all of this myself?" said Emily.
"No, Emily, really, I – my mum . . ." he started, but Emily just threw him a pumpkin pastry.
"Eat. I'm sure you want to," she said.
"Well, yeah, I'm hungry, but I don't know what any of this stuff is and – did that frog just move?" he asked, looking suspiciously at the new frog that Emily was holding.
"Yeah, but it's just a spell, they aren't real frogs, just chocolate," said Emily. "It's the trading cards you want, anyway."
"Right . . . I think I'll go for something that doesn't wiggle around in my hand, thanks . . ." he said, and picked a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. "Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans . . . I guess these are like Jelly Beans, huh?" he asked.
"What are Jelly Beans?" asked Emily. Orlando opened the box.
"They're just like these. They come in lots of flavors, too," said Orlando.
"Do they come in every flavor?" asked Emily.
"Any one you can imagine, like toasted marshmallow, watermelon, bubble gum, lemon, cotton candy . . ."
"What in the world is cotton candy?" asked Emily.
"Never mind."
"Well, do these 'Jelly Beans', as you call them, come in a tripe flavor?"
"Ew, no!"
"How about spinach?"
"Gross! Of course not!"
"Liver?"
"Are you mad? No!"
"Well, then, they don't come in every flavor, do they?"
"No, but, who would want those flavors?"
"That's not the point. Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans mean every flavor. You get the regular ones, of course, like chocolate and orange and cherry, but you also the weird ones, like tripe, spinach and liver. They have pepper, earwax, and vomit flavored ones, too."
"Gross! I'm not sure I want to eat these now . . ." said Orlando, looking at the box as if it were a deadly snake.
"It's all right, I know which one's are which, just ask me," said Emily, picking up a box of candy flobberworms. {AN: Like gummy worms in the muggle world.}
"Okay . . . what's this one?" he asked, picking up a light green one. "Kiwi? Lime?"
"Ew, no, don't eat that one, it's bug juice," said Emily.
"Okay, how about this one?" This time he picked up a yellow one. "Lemon?"
"Oh, that one's all right, it's supposed to taste like scrambled eggs," said Emily, and then she bit off half of a candy worm, stretching it a lot in the process.
"Are those gummy worms?" asked Orlando.
"No, I guess gummy worms is another muggle candy, because I don't know what they are. These are called candy flobberworms," said Emily.
"I think I'll try some," said Orlando, grabbing a box of them. He took one out and bit it in half. "Wow, these are even better than gummy worms!" he exclaimed.
"Most wizard candies are a thousand times better than muggle ones," said Emily, taking another worm.
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Several hours later, they were both full with candy, and decided to stash the rest, which was about two thirds of the original amount, in their trunks.
"You should have known that even the both of us put together wouldn't be able to eat all of that," said Orlando.
"I did. Wizard candy doesn't go stale, like muggle food does, so we can each have the rest of it to eat throughout the year in our dormitories," said Emily. "I, personally, can't live off of three meals a day, I have to have snacks."
"Makes sense," said Orlando, as he put the rest of his half of the candy in his trunk and closed it. "It's starting to get dark outside, how much longer do you think it'll be until we get there?"
"Oh, I'd say at least another two hours. It's twilight right now, and my sister says that you don't get there until well past the time when it's pitch black outside."
"Oh. This is a long train ride, then," said Orlando, sitting back down in his seat.
"I have a couple books you can read, if you want to," said Emily.
"Really?"
"Sure. Here, you can read this one. It'll probably be the most beneficial for you, since you're a muggleborn," said Emily, handing him Hogwarts, a History.
"Thanks," he said, opening it. Emily took out another book that her mum had given her and started reading it.
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Two hours later, the train was starting to slow down, and Emily had a sudden realization.
"Orlando! You're not in your school uniform, and we're almost there!" said Emily. She had worn hers to the train station, but Orlando was still in jeans and a T-shirt.
"Uh-oh," was all he said.
"I'll go in my sister's compartment while you change," offered Emily, scampering out of her compartment and going to the one next to it. She knocked on the door, and then opened it when she heard her sister say, "Come in."
"Em, what are you doing here?" demanded Amanda, looking away from her friends in the compartment and at Emily.
"My friend is changing into his robes, and I told him I'd let him have some privacy and go into my sister's compartment while he changed. Is there a problem?" Emily shot back.
Amanda quieted. "No, just as long as you don't stay here for too long," she said.
"Thank you. Now, hand it over, dad said that I was the one to be in charge of it, since I'm new to Hogwarts," said Emily, holding out her hand.
"What are you talking about, Em?" asked Amanda.
"You know what I'm talking about, Amanda. Now give it," said Emily.
"Em, I haven't the faintest idea what you are talking about, now would you please stop bugging me?"
"Amanda, don't make me have to search your trunk, I know you have it."
"Can I have a hint as to what in the world you're talking about?"
"Uncle Harry and Uncle Ron gave it to us," said Emily simply, still holding out her hand.
"Oh . . . that. Okay, but you can be sure that I'll be owling dad to see if he really said that I had to give it to you," said Amanda, and she opened her trunk, pulled out a folded up piece of parchment, and handed it to Emily.
"Thanks, Amanda. Now, my friend should be done changing by now, I'll see you later," said Emily as she opened the compartment door and walked out. She knocked on her compartment door and heard Orlando say "come in," so she opened the door. Orlando wasn't quite finished yet – he still had to do up his tie, which he was failing at miserably.
"Oh, hi Emily, um – do you think you could help me out a bit?" asked Orlando.
"My sister taught me this spell, you should probably remember it," said Emily, taking out her wand and pointing it at Orlando's tie. "Shanaklin," she said simply, and Orlando's tie immediately knotted itself.
"Wow, thanks," said Orlando, as the train halted.
"C'mon, let's go," said Emily, as she led the way out of the train. When they had stepped out onto the Hogsmeade Station platform with the rest of the students, they heard a loud voice calling "Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" They followed the sound until they stopped in front of a giant of a man, holding a large lantern.
"Whoa," said Emily and Orlando in unison.
"You must be Hagrid, my sister told me about you," said Emily.
"Tha's right, Miss, and you are . . .?" Hagrid asked.
"I'm Emily Malfoy, and this is Orlando Byres," said Emily, motioning to herself and then to Orlando.
"Ah, nice to meet you, Miss Malfoy and Mister Byres," said Hagrid, then he resumed his calling of "Firs' years over here!"
When all of the first years had gathered around Hagrid, he led them to a dock at the edge of the lake where there were about fifteen rowboats.
"All righ', no more'n four to a boat, come on," he said, making sure all of the first years were safely in a boat before getting into his own.
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AN: I'm sorry, it's shorter than normal, but I was having extreme writer's block this chapter, I'm really, really sorry. The next one will be better, I promise. Now, please, I beg of you: REVIEW!!
Lynn-Dumbledore Cookiegirl90 lilbubblebee countrygurl412 krispykreme1468 Tiana yaminy-grint4eva Sweetgirl rocket4477 emikae PrincessChisu born2driveat16 CurlyQhead Karana Belle centaur219 elena NeLLy22 Jeni LittlePony leafs-gurl999 Aelita-Fan-426 Sarahamanda thedarkside45 jeffsxtremegirl1987
Disclaimer: BOO!
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As the train sped through the countryside, Emily continued the story of Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger. Of course, she was trying to simplify it, so she wouldn't be talking for hours.
"So, wouldn't you know it, he turned out to be Ron Weasley! My mum was so happy to see him, but then he started asking about me, since it wasn't exactly normal for a nineteen year old to have a baby, even though, according to my Uncle Ron, she was acting a lot older than nineteen. Anyway, my mum and Uncle Ron surprised my Uncle Harry by re-introducing them to each other. Then, shortly after that, she met my dad! Of course, they still didn't like each other much then. It's kind of interesting how they met at first, too. See, my mum was helping at Flourish and Blotts in Diagon Alley, when this little girl comes up to her and asks her if she can help her find her daddy. So, when Hermione did find him, she found out that Draco Malfoy was the little girl's dad! And, the little girl was my sister. She's in the next compartment, and she's starting her third year here this year . . ." and Emily continued on with the story, completely entrancing Orlando. He thought this whole thing was very interesting, unlike most other boys his age. He was kind of a Romantic.
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". . . and then they got married, and that's the lovely love story of Draco and Hermione Malfoy," finished Emily an hour later.
"Wow. That was a really cool story! You're right, it is like a book," said Orlando.
"I thought so. Want me to go get my sister so you can meet her?"
"No, thanks. Maybe later." Just then, the snack cart came up to their door.
"Anything off the trolley, dears?" said the witch who pushed it. Amanda had told Emily about the candy trolley. She said they had just about everything. Orlando just blushed slightly and mumbled something about him mum had packed him something. Emily looked at him with pity. She reached into her pocket and felt the Galleons there. Her parents had been very generous with her, knowing that she'd want to buy a lot. She glanced at Orlando again, and pulled out the coins in her pocket.
"We'll take some of everything," she said, standing up. Orlando just looked at her, wide-eyed, as she paid the witch and took eight of everything on the cart.
"Can you help me a little, Orlando? I can't exactly carry all of this," she said, and he jumped right up to help.
Once they had all the candy and snacks spread out on the other seats in the compartment, Emily immediately picked up a chocolate frog and opened the box.
"Oh, darn. I've already got about ten of Dumbledore," she said, tossing the card aside and biting the head off the frog. Orlando just looked at her. "Well, what are you just sitting there for? Dig in! Do you really think I can eat all of this myself?" said Emily.
"No, Emily, really, I – my mum . . ." he started, but Emily just threw him a pumpkin pastry.
"Eat. I'm sure you want to," she said.
"Well, yeah, I'm hungry, but I don't know what any of this stuff is and – did that frog just move?" he asked, looking suspiciously at the new frog that Emily was holding.
"Yeah, but it's just a spell, they aren't real frogs, just chocolate," said Emily. "It's the trading cards you want, anyway."
"Right . . . I think I'll go for something that doesn't wiggle around in my hand, thanks . . ." he said, and picked a box of Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans. "Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans . . . I guess these are like Jelly Beans, huh?" he asked.
"What are Jelly Beans?" asked Emily. Orlando opened the box.
"They're just like these. They come in lots of flavors, too," said Orlando.
"Do they come in every flavor?" asked Emily.
"Any one you can imagine, like toasted marshmallow, watermelon, bubble gum, lemon, cotton candy . . ."
"What in the world is cotton candy?" asked Emily.
"Never mind."
"Well, do these 'Jelly Beans', as you call them, come in a tripe flavor?"
"Ew, no!"
"How about spinach?"
"Gross! Of course not!"
"Liver?"
"Are you mad? No!"
"Well, then, they don't come in every flavor, do they?"
"No, but, who would want those flavors?"
"That's not the point. Bertie Botts Every Flavor Beans mean every flavor. You get the regular ones, of course, like chocolate and orange and cherry, but you also the weird ones, like tripe, spinach and liver. They have pepper, earwax, and vomit flavored ones, too."
"Gross! I'm not sure I want to eat these now . . ." said Orlando, looking at the box as if it were a deadly snake.
"It's all right, I know which one's are which, just ask me," said Emily, picking up a box of candy flobberworms. {AN: Like gummy worms in the muggle world.}
"Okay . . . what's this one?" he asked, picking up a light green one. "Kiwi? Lime?"
"Ew, no, don't eat that one, it's bug juice," said Emily.
"Okay, how about this one?" This time he picked up a yellow one. "Lemon?"
"Oh, that one's all right, it's supposed to taste like scrambled eggs," said Emily, and then she bit off half of a candy worm, stretching it a lot in the process.
"Are those gummy worms?" asked Orlando.
"No, I guess gummy worms is another muggle candy, because I don't know what they are. These are called candy flobberworms," said Emily.
"I think I'll try some," said Orlando, grabbing a box of them. He took one out and bit it in half. "Wow, these are even better than gummy worms!" he exclaimed.
"Most wizard candies are a thousand times better than muggle ones," said Emily, taking another worm.
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Several hours later, they were both full with candy, and decided to stash the rest, which was about two thirds of the original amount, in their trunks.
"You should have known that even the both of us put together wouldn't be able to eat all of that," said Orlando.
"I did. Wizard candy doesn't go stale, like muggle food does, so we can each have the rest of it to eat throughout the year in our dormitories," said Emily. "I, personally, can't live off of three meals a day, I have to have snacks."
"Makes sense," said Orlando, as he put the rest of his half of the candy in his trunk and closed it. "It's starting to get dark outside, how much longer do you think it'll be until we get there?"
"Oh, I'd say at least another two hours. It's twilight right now, and my sister says that you don't get there until well past the time when it's pitch black outside."
"Oh. This is a long train ride, then," said Orlando, sitting back down in his seat.
"I have a couple books you can read, if you want to," said Emily.
"Really?"
"Sure. Here, you can read this one. It'll probably be the most beneficial for you, since you're a muggleborn," said Emily, handing him Hogwarts, a History.
"Thanks," he said, opening it. Emily took out another book that her mum had given her and started reading it.
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Two hours later, the train was starting to slow down, and Emily had a sudden realization.
"Orlando! You're not in your school uniform, and we're almost there!" said Emily. She had worn hers to the train station, but Orlando was still in jeans and a T-shirt.
"Uh-oh," was all he said.
"I'll go in my sister's compartment while you change," offered Emily, scampering out of her compartment and going to the one next to it. She knocked on the door, and then opened it when she heard her sister say, "Come in."
"Em, what are you doing here?" demanded Amanda, looking away from her friends in the compartment and at Emily.
"My friend is changing into his robes, and I told him I'd let him have some privacy and go into my sister's compartment while he changed. Is there a problem?" Emily shot back.
Amanda quieted. "No, just as long as you don't stay here for too long," she said.
"Thank you. Now, hand it over, dad said that I was the one to be in charge of it, since I'm new to Hogwarts," said Emily, holding out her hand.
"What are you talking about, Em?" asked Amanda.
"You know what I'm talking about, Amanda. Now give it," said Emily.
"Em, I haven't the faintest idea what you are talking about, now would you please stop bugging me?"
"Amanda, don't make me have to search your trunk, I know you have it."
"Can I have a hint as to what in the world you're talking about?"
"Uncle Harry and Uncle Ron gave it to us," said Emily simply, still holding out her hand.
"Oh . . . that. Okay, but you can be sure that I'll be owling dad to see if he really said that I had to give it to you," said Amanda, and she opened her trunk, pulled out a folded up piece of parchment, and handed it to Emily.
"Thanks, Amanda. Now, my friend should be done changing by now, I'll see you later," said Emily as she opened the compartment door and walked out. She knocked on her compartment door and heard Orlando say "come in," so she opened the door. Orlando wasn't quite finished yet – he still had to do up his tie, which he was failing at miserably.
"Oh, hi Emily, um – do you think you could help me out a bit?" asked Orlando.
"My sister taught me this spell, you should probably remember it," said Emily, taking out her wand and pointing it at Orlando's tie. "Shanaklin," she said simply, and Orlando's tie immediately knotted itself.
"Wow, thanks," said Orlando, as the train halted.
"C'mon, let's go," said Emily, as she led the way out of the train. When they had stepped out onto the Hogsmeade Station platform with the rest of the students, they heard a loud voice calling "Firs' years! Firs' years over here!" They followed the sound until they stopped in front of a giant of a man, holding a large lantern.
"Whoa," said Emily and Orlando in unison.
"You must be Hagrid, my sister told me about you," said Emily.
"Tha's right, Miss, and you are . . .?" Hagrid asked.
"I'm Emily Malfoy, and this is Orlando Byres," said Emily, motioning to herself and then to Orlando.
"Ah, nice to meet you, Miss Malfoy and Mister Byres," said Hagrid, then he resumed his calling of "Firs' years over here!"
When all of the first years had gathered around Hagrid, he led them to a dock at the edge of the lake where there were about fifteen rowboats.
"All righ', no more'n four to a boat, come on," he said, making sure all of the first years were safely in a boat before getting into his own.
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AN: I'm sorry, it's shorter than normal, but I was having extreme writer's block this chapter, I'm really, really sorry. The next one will be better, I promise. Now, please, I beg of you: REVIEW!!