Ok, i've written this millions of times before.. hmph.

And I can never get it right

This story has been something I've drawn pictures for, thought about, and so on.

The first 3 chapters will be a little.. ah.. choppy.

Not to good really

Chapter One

"Can you believe that I actually went through the barrier with Harry Potter?" Gushed the small red headed girl, bouncing happily

"Ginevra you have told us this a million times!" Exclaimed the fellow red head, leaning with his cheek against the window in a bored fashion as his gaze shifted.

"Oh Ron, but it's just so exciting! Harry Potter! And we actually went through together- he's so cute! I can't wait until we get married and have kids! It'll be so wond-"

"Married? Ginevra! He doesn't even know your name!"

"So! We are going to get married! And there'll be little Ginevra and Harry Potter's running around our house, and we'll have a huge, fancy wedding, it will be so beautiful, Everyone will be the-"

"That's interesting, but I rather prefer things a bit more simple..." Ginevra's face grew scarlet before she swivelled around, ready to snarl at which of her twin brother's had surely said this, but gasped and resumed her crimson painting as her gaze met Harry Potter's.

"Oh! Merlin.. Merlin.. Oh..H-Harry.. Um.. Um.."

"So, It's Ginevra is it?" The dark haired boy grinned teasingly as she blushed more furiously.

"Mind if I sit in here?" He asked moments later, receiving a squeak from Ginevra and a nod from Ron, and a moment later he got another round of crimson blushes and squeals from Ginevra when he sat beside her, casting a grin towards the shy child.

"The great Harry Potter that Ginevra has been babbling about graces us with his presence." Snorted another, lifting her own gaze from Hogwarts: A History.

"I have NOT been 'babbling' as you so-" Ginevra began, to be interrupted by the door opening once more.

"Hello. Do you mind if we sit in this compartment?" Again, another came, this a girl with chestnut tresses and a snobby look to her, that made the current owners of the compartment want to snap at her to leave, but by forced politeness they nodded and bid her in, though hidden looks were passed by the four.

She plopped down on Harry's other side, making him become uncomfortable. Following her in was another boy, grasping a toad. He sat down beside Ron, as chattering started

"I'm Hermione Granger. This-" Gesturing towards the toad-boy, she continued, "Is Neville Longbottom and- oh, I've read that twice now. It's very good." She'd brought her gaze to rest on the dark haired girl who had scooted away from Ron, leaving Neville room to sit beside him, moving the book from her face, she glared with bright orbs. "I don't recall asking for your opinion." She spat.

"Well your .. Pleasant." was Hermione's reply, though unneeded sarcasm dripped from her voice as she uttered her words.

With a smirk, she'd jerked the book back up and went back to reading, with occasional glares in the direction of newly introduced Hermione Granger as she went rambling on about how much she knew, and all that she was read, and how she was going to know all the answers to everything asked.

"Julie-! I've been looking for you for well over 20 minutes now, you know!"

The voice caught the dark haired girl's attention, and she snapped her gaze to the compartment door, green meeting silvery-grey.

"You should have said you were going to be looking for me, you dolt! How in the world am I supposed to know your doing that if you don't tell me! Am I just supposed to suddenly know 'Hey that idiot's going to be looking for me, better go get him to let him know where I'll be!' ?"

"Shut it. You're to snappy for your own good sometimes. Anyways, everywhere else is full or stuffed full of Gryffindorks, so, I'm sitting in here."

"Go sit with your two goons- hey, what happened to them?"

"Crabbe and Goyle decided they had.. better things to do.." He gave a slight cough sounding suspiciously like 'Gorge themselves'

"Fine, fine. Lug yourself in and make it even more cramped. As you can see, it's nearly full in here since Ron and Ginevra decided they had to sit here, then Ginevra's.. ah.. future husband needed somewhere to sit, and then Ms. Know it all decided she and her toad boy lover had to come it, too. "She gave a curt nod in each persons direction as she spoke their names.

"Ah.. I see." Grey orbs flickered from person-to-person, just before his gaze came to rest once more.

"Know-it-all? Now isn't that just a tad bit judge-"

"Do you ever shut up?" She hissed as she glanced once more at Hermione. "You've been jabbering about 'I know SO much' and 'I am going to answer every question! And I KNOW I'll get it right!' since you sat down!"

Before allowing a chance to answer, she threw the one she'd named a dolt a disgruntled look and motioned him in.

"Right then-- Get yourself in here before it's decided you can't come in!"

A smirk graced the features of the boy and he entered, shutting the door slowly behind him, before glancing about, his gaze coming to rest on Ron now.

"Move,"

Ron's eyes held disbelief as he spoke "What? Look at me! I'm already squashed against the window! And you have no right to be in here! We don't even want you here!"

"Ron, just move over. Really, I never said I wanted you in here. But you and Ginevra just came in anyways." Julianna pointed out.

Sighing, and grumbling, Ron squished himself tightly against the window, allowing Neville room to scoot over more, and Julie did the same- but the other way, of course. "Sit." She motioned towards the spot between herself and Neville, watching in amusement as Ginevra threw glances at Harry before turning away, blushing madly.

"This isn't working out. We're all crammed against eachother over here. Some of you need to leave." Ron exclaimed, his voice bitter. "Why did you pick one of the ones near the front? You know these ones are smaller."

"I didn't expect you and Ginevra to come hurling yourselves in, obviously."

"We need room to sit, though! Someone has to leave!" Piped Draco, in odd agreement.

"Well.. Well, you were the last one to come in, so.." Ron trailed off, watching Draco as if expecting him to get up and go.

"At least I asked to come in."

"No, no, you just came in and decided you were allowed to."

A few sharp exclamations later, they were all sitting, with Julie residing in a spot on the floor, leaning with back against the door, an odd expression of anger, and annoyance twisted about on her face, as she skimmed the book over, occasionally glowering at the others who were now chatting idly with one another.

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