''HURRY UP VIRGINIA!" Ron called, using Ginny's full name to show he was
serious.
"Keep your hair on Ronald, I'm coming." She called as she came down the stairs.
It was two days after the pillow war and everyone was getting ready to go to Kings Cross station to leave for Hogwarts.
"Ok let's go or you'll be late." Mrs Weasley said as she ushered them all outside. Mrs Weasley was always flustered the morning before her children returned to Hogwarts. It was a sad time for her, having to put her children's safety into the hands of someone else and not being able to see them for a long time. It was enough to cause any mother pain.
When they stepped outside they saw a small, beige beetle with Mr Weasley leaning casually on the hood.
"You have got to be kidding me. Right? Tell me this is a joke cause there is no way we are all fitting into that piece of junk." Christina said as she dropped her trunk unbelievingly.
"Oh don't worry," Mr Weasley said cheerfully.
"Oh I worry." She muttered under her breath.
"I've charmed it so you will be able to fit easily into it.
They had all put their luggage down and left Mr Weasley to pack it into the trunk.
"Whoa it is huge." Oliver said as he stepped in. There was now enough space for all eight of them to fit easily into the back seat although you would never be able to tell the difference from the outside.
"Its like a Limo." Harry said.
"Limbo?" Ron asked confused again as he frequently was. "Isn't that a type of dance?"
"No Limo. As in Limousine, which is a big car that famous, rich people usually ride around in." Christina answered matter-of-factly "Hey Harry maybe it has a mini bar."
Harry just laughed at this.
"How do you know so much about muggles anyway Chris?" Fred asked using her nickname.
"I don't know. I just find them extremely interesting. The way they managed to survive and live lives of luxury without the use of magic is absolutely fascinating." She answered. "Plus my mom had a lot of muggle items in the house and we lived a lot like muggles."
"Your mother, was she a muggle?" Hermione asked as she shifted into the car.
"No. She just found them interesting."
"Oh." Ginny was the only one still not in the car and she was handing everyone their cages with animals, which everyone balanced carefully on their laps. The ride to Kings Cross was spent without much talking, probably because everyone was to tired to keep an interesting conversation going. When they finally arrived at Kings Cross they said goodbye to Mr and Mrs Weasley.
"Stay safe." Mrs Weasley said with tears in her eyes.
"Don't worry mum. We will." Ginny said hugging her mother.
They then discreetly slipped through the wall between platforms 9 and 10, which brought them out onto platform nine ¾. There was the Hogwarts express in all its glory.
"Come on we better hurry up. Its about to leave." Hermione said as they hurried onto the train, before getting on they handed their luggage to a man that would be packing it in. Oliver went off to the teacher's compartment. The rest found a compartment to themselves. After a while Ginny went off with a bunch of her friends from her own year and Fred and George had gone off to look for unsuspecting victims for their new invention: blow up bubblegum which blew up in a persons face as soon as they blew a bubble. Harry, Ron and Hermione had been clever enough to decline anything the twins offered them and had saved Christina from a very embarrassing moment when she had nearly accepted a canary cream.
After about half an hour, Hermione jumped up suddenly. "Oh my goodness! I'm supposed to be in the prefect compartment."
"You're a prefect?" Harry asked
"Yes. Somehow it slipped my mind. I really have to go. Ill see you guys later." With that she ran out of the compartment.
"How could she have forgotten something like that?" Christina asked amused. Ron on the other hand was sitting in the corner with a very sulky expression plastered on his face. "Don't tell me your mad about not getting a prefect badge."
"Its not that." He said sighing.
"Well what is it then?" Christina asked getting up and sitting next to him.
"Its just. well. I hate the way Hermione takes being so clever for granted. You know?"
"No I don't know."
"Well I cant help feeling that I'm not really going to achieve anything in life. I mean I don't have good Quidditch skills, I'm not clever and I'm a walking accident."
"No your not."
"Yes I' am."
"Argh Ronald Weasley. You're considerate and kind and You're the best chess player I've ever seen."
"Pfft." He made a sound of utter disbelief. "How is that ever going to help me."
"It saved us in the first year. Remember?" Harry said moving so he was now seated on the other side of Ron.
"What saved us."
"Your chess abilities."
"Oh yeah." Ron said brightening up.
"And besides even if you don't become a famous Auror or a Quidditch player you could always become famous because of your looks. I hear the ladies are totally going for the whole red head thing." She said smiling as she ruffled his hair. Immediately as she did this Harry noticed the familiarity again. She reminded him of someone he knew but he just couldn't place the person.
"Thanks you guys." He said laughing. "Anybody up for a game of exploding snap?" he said producing a pack of cards.
"No thanks. You two play. I'm going to find the bathroom and see if Hermiones done with the prefect thing." Christina said getting up to leave.
"Ok"
As soon as she left Harry asked "Doesn't she remind you of someone?"
"Huh?"
"Christina, she reminds me of someone."
"Who does she remind you of?"
"That's the thing I don't know."
"Oh she doesn't remind me of anyone. Definitely not a Weasley. She looks nothing like a Weasley."
"From whose side of the family is she?"
"My dad's. Her mother was his sister. Apparently, she takes after her father." He replied very uninterested.
"Do you know who her father was?"
"No. I think she knows but she won't tell anybody. Like she knows his name but she still goes by the name Christina Weasley instead of Christina Whatever his surname was." "Oh ok"
"Why so interested?" Ron asked looking at his friend.
"No reason." He said a bit too quickly to convince Ron. "Your turn to go." He said trying to change the subject.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Meanwhile*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Christina was walking along the train back to her compartment when a tap on her shoulder caused her to turn around.
"Hello. I'm sorry to bother you but I lost my toad Trevor. Would you mind helping me find it?" Came the voice from a frightened looking boy.
"Oh sure. I'm Christina Weasley by the way." She said extending her hand. He Timidly shook it.
"I'm Neville Longbottom. I know a Ron Weasley. Are you related?"
"Yeah were cousins. Ok so where did you see your toad last?"
"Umm. over there somewhere." He said pointing behind him.
"Maybe he went into someone else's compartment." She went to a compartment nearest to where Neville had pointed. She knocked on the door.
"Whadayawant!" came a harsh voice from inside. She opened the door and stepped inside with Neville following her slowly, he stopped and just stood outside the compartment right behind Christina.
"Hi I'm sorry to bother you I'm looking for my friends toad he seems to have misplaced it." She said smiling friendly. In front of her sat one very tall boy with spiky brown hair. Next to him on both sides sat two other fairly large boys.
"Who is you?" said the boy sitting on the left.
"Excuse Goyle's Rudeness." Said the tall boy as he stood up and glared at Goyle. He then introduced himself "My name is Blaise Zabini." He said Extending his hand she shook it.
"Christina. You wouldn't happen to have seen a toad anywhere?"
"Does Christina have a last name?"
"Yes Christina does," She replied starting to get annoyed. "but right now she is trying to find her friend's toad, she is also sick of referring to her self in 3rd person. So have you seen a toad or not?"
"You're funny. Yes, actually a toad hopped in not too long ago." He turned too the other boy. "Where did you put it Crabbe?"
Crabbe wrinkled his nose in a very unflattering way. "Where did I put what?"
"The toad you idiot." Blaise snapped at him and startled Christina.
"But I thought you said we were going to throw it out the window." Crabbe started but was interrupted by Blaise
"Never mind what I said just give it to me now." He spat. Crabbe handed him the toad and he held it firmly in his hands.
"Thank you." Christina said reaching to take it but Blaise moved it slightly away from her.
"I'll see you later." he said in what he must of thought was a very gentlemanly voice.
"I suppose." Christina said taking the toad. "Well thank you. Goodbye." Neville moved out of the way as she stepped out and closed the compartment door. "Here you go Neville." She said wiping her hands on her skirt.
"Thank you so much."
"Anytime."
"Sorry could I ask another favour." Christina was getting a little worried, wondering what she had to do now.
"Sure."
"Could you show me where Ron's compartment is? If you know where it is of course."
"Oh ok follow me." They were walking towards Ron's compartment when they saw Oliver come out of a compartment looking thoroughly gobsmacked.
"Hey Christina." He called.
"Hey."
"I'm trying to find Ron's Compartment and so far I've been in two compartments each time I was bombarded with questions about why I was back, so could you just show me the way."
"Sure." She said laughing "right this way." She walked past Oliver and he and Neville followed. A few compartments down and she opened one of the doors. Showing Ron and Harry still playing exploding snap.
"Looks like you didn't find Hermione." Ron said as he saw the two new arrivals.
"Oh yeah. I was sort of sidetracked." She said as she remembered why she had left in the first place. So they carried on talking while Christina started reading Hogwarts: A History which had been recommended by Hermione.
"I've been meaning to ask," Oliver said "why are you coming to Hogwarts this year?"
"Well I was recommended by my tutor to Dumbledore for my ability to do some wandless magic and when your tutored you don't have much chance to make any friends. So I begged my mom to let me come."
"Wandless magic?"
"Yeah but only small spells. Nothing amazing. Only stuff like moving small objects, extinguishing small flames and mending ripped pillow cases." She said smiling.
"Why didn't the Ministry pick up that you had used magic over at the Burrow?" Harry asked.
"Oh dad put a charm." Ron answered. "So that they wouldn't be able to, seeing how much trouble Fred and George cause and probably cause there is always a lot of magic happening at the burrow anyway. It wouldn't be able to pickup such tiny spells."
"Oh."
~*~*~*~*~*~*Meanwhile in the prefects compartment*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"I can't believe they made a mudblood a prefect. What is this world coming to?"
"Shut up Malfoy." Hermione said as she sat down. "I can't believe they made an arrogant, spoiled brat like yourself a prefect." This bickering carried on for quite a while. There were eight new prefects this year. Two from every house. The other Griffindor prefect was Dean Thomas. For Hufflepuff it was Justin Finch- Fletchley and Hannah Abbot who Hermione thought would be good prefects. For Ravenclaw it was a girl called Lisa Turpin whom Hermione didn't know personally but knew her name and face, the other Ravenclaw prefect was a boy called Terry Boot. The Slytherin prefects were Draco Malfoy and Millicent Bulstrode. She understood why they had made Malfoy a prefect but why they had made Millicent one was beyond her, the girl was a female form of Goyle. Hermione couldn't believe she had to spend the entire ride in this stupid compartment but she decided to make the most of it and started a conversation with the Hufflepuffs.
"Keep your hair on Ronald, I'm coming." She called as she came down the stairs.
It was two days after the pillow war and everyone was getting ready to go to Kings Cross station to leave for Hogwarts.
"Ok let's go or you'll be late." Mrs Weasley said as she ushered them all outside. Mrs Weasley was always flustered the morning before her children returned to Hogwarts. It was a sad time for her, having to put her children's safety into the hands of someone else and not being able to see them for a long time. It was enough to cause any mother pain.
When they stepped outside they saw a small, beige beetle with Mr Weasley leaning casually on the hood.
"You have got to be kidding me. Right? Tell me this is a joke cause there is no way we are all fitting into that piece of junk." Christina said as she dropped her trunk unbelievingly.
"Oh don't worry," Mr Weasley said cheerfully.
"Oh I worry." She muttered under her breath.
"I've charmed it so you will be able to fit easily into it.
They had all put their luggage down and left Mr Weasley to pack it into the trunk.
"Whoa it is huge." Oliver said as he stepped in. There was now enough space for all eight of them to fit easily into the back seat although you would never be able to tell the difference from the outside.
"Its like a Limo." Harry said.
"Limbo?" Ron asked confused again as he frequently was. "Isn't that a type of dance?"
"No Limo. As in Limousine, which is a big car that famous, rich people usually ride around in." Christina answered matter-of-factly "Hey Harry maybe it has a mini bar."
Harry just laughed at this.
"How do you know so much about muggles anyway Chris?" Fred asked using her nickname.
"I don't know. I just find them extremely interesting. The way they managed to survive and live lives of luxury without the use of magic is absolutely fascinating." She answered. "Plus my mom had a lot of muggle items in the house and we lived a lot like muggles."
"Your mother, was she a muggle?" Hermione asked as she shifted into the car.
"No. She just found them interesting."
"Oh." Ginny was the only one still not in the car and she was handing everyone their cages with animals, which everyone balanced carefully on their laps. The ride to Kings Cross was spent without much talking, probably because everyone was to tired to keep an interesting conversation going. When they finally arrived at Kings Cross they said goodbye to Mr and Mrs Weasley.
"Stay safe." Mrs Weasley said with tears in her eyes.
"Don't worry mum. We will." Ginny said hugging her mother.
They then discreetly slipped through the wall between platforms 9 and 10, which brought them out onto platform nine ¾. There was the Hogwarts express in all its glory.
"Come on we better hurry up. Its about to leave." Hermione said as they hurried onto the train, before getting on they handed their luggage to a man that would be packing it in. Oliver went off to the teacher's compartment. The rest found a compartment to themselves. After a while Ginny went off with a bunch of her friends from her own year and Fred and George had gone off to look for unsuspecting victims for their new invention: blow up bubblegum which blew up in a persons face as soon as they blew a bubble. Harry, Ron and Hermione had been clever enough to decline anything the twins offered them and had saved Christina from a very embarrassing moment when she had nearly accepted a canary cream.
After about half an hour, Hermione jumped up suddenly. "Oh my goodness! I'm supposed to be in the prefect compartment."
"You're a prefect?" Harry asked
"Yes. Somehow it slipped my mind. I really have to go. Ill see you guys later." With that she ran out of the compartment.
"How could she have forgotten something like that?" Christina asked amused. Ron on the other hand was sitting in the corner with a very sulky expression plastered on his face. "Don't tell me your mad about not getting a prefect badge."
"Its not that." He said sighing.
"Well what is it then?" Christina asked getting up and sitting next to him.
"Its just. well. I hate the way Hermione takes being so clever for granted. You know?"
"No I don't know."
"Well I cant help feeling that I'm not really going to achieve anything in life. I mean I don't have good Quidditch skills, I'm not clever and I'm a walking accident."
"No your not."
"Yes I' am."
"Argh Ronald Weasley. You're considerate and kind and You're the best chess player I've ever seen."
"Pfft." He made a sound of utter disbelief. "How is that ever going to help me."
"It saved us in the first year. Remember?" Harry said moving so he was now seated on the other side of Ron.
"What saved us."
"Your chess abilities."
"Oh yeah." Ron said brightening up.
"And besides even if you don't become a famous Auror or a Quidditch player you could always become famous because of your looks. I hear the ladies are totally going for the whole red head thing." She said smiling as she ruffled his hair. Immediately as she did this Harry noticed the familiarity again. She reminded him of someone he knew but he just couldn't place the person.
"Thanks you guys." He said laughing. "Anybody up for a game of exploding snap?" he said producing a pack of cards.
"No thanks. You two play. I'm going to find the bathroom and see if Hermiones done with the prefect thing." Christina said getting up to leave.
"Ok"
As soon as she left Harry asked "Doesn't she remind you of someone?"
"Huh?"
"Christina, she reminds me of someone."
"Who does she remind you of?"
"That's the thing I don't know."
"Oh she doesn't remind me of anyone. Definitely not a Weasley. She looks nothing like a Weasley."
"From whose side of the family is she?"
"My dad's. Her mother was his sister. Apparently, she takes after her father." He replied very uninterested.
"Do you know who her father was?"
"No. I think she knows but she won't tell anybody. Like she knows his name but she still goes by the name Christina Weasley instead of Christina Whatever his surname was." "Oh ok"
"Why so interested?" Ron asked looking at his friend.
"No reason." He said a bit too quickly to convince Ron. "Your turn to go." He said trying to change the subject.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Meanwhile*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Christina was walking along the train back to her compartment when a tap on her shoulder caused her to turn around.
"Hello. I'm sorry to bother you but I lost my toad Trevor. Would you mind helping me find it?" Came the voice from a frightened looking boy.
"Oh sure. I'm Christina Weasley by the way." She said extending her hand. He Timidly shook it.
"I'm Neville Longbottom. I know a Ron Weasley. Are you related?"
"Yeah were cousins. Ok so where did you see your toad last?"
"Umm. over there somewhere." He said pointing behind him.
"Maybe he went into someone else's compartment." She went to a compartment nearest to where Neville had pointed. She knocked on the door.
"Whadayawant!" came a harsh voice from inside. She opened the door and stepped inside with Neville following her slowly, he stopped and just stood outside the compartment right behind Christina.
"Hi I'm sorry to bother you I'm looking for my friends toad he seems to have misplaced it." She said smiling friendly. In front of her sat one very tall boy with spiky brown hair. Next to him on both sides sat two other fairly large boys.
"Who is you?" said the boy sitting on the left.
"Excuse Goyle's Rudeness." Said the tall boy as he stood up and glared at Goyle. He then introduced himself "My name is Blaise Zabini." He said Extending his hand she shook it.
"Christina. You wouldn't happen to have seen a toad anywhere?"
"Does Christina have a last name?"
"Yes Christina does," She replied starting to get annoyed. "but right now she is trying to find her friend's toad, she is also sick of referring to her self in 3rd person. So have you seen a toad or not?"
"You're funny. Yes, actually a toad hopped in not too long ago." He turned too the other boy. "Where did you put it Crabbe?"
Crabbe wrinkled his nose in a very unflattering way. "Where did I put what?"
"The toad you idiot." Blaise snapped at him and startled Christina.
"But I thought you said we were going to throw it out the window." Crabbe started but was interrupted by Blaise
"Never mind what I said just give it to me now." He spat. Crabbe handed him the toad and he held it firmly in his hands.
"Thank you." Christina said reaching to take it but Blaise moved it slightly away from her.
"I'll see you later." he said in what he must of thought was a very gentlemanly voice.
"I suppose." Christina said taking the toad. "Well thank you. Goodbye." Neville moved out of the way as she stepped out and closed the compartment door. "Here you go Neville." She said wiping her hands on her skirt.
"Thank you so much."
"Anytime."
"Sorry could I ask another favour." Christina was getting a little worried, wondering what she had to do now.
"Sure."
"Could you show me where Ron's compartment is? If you know where it is of course."
"Oh ok follow me." They were walking towards Ron's compartment when they saw Oliver come out of a compartment looking thoroughly gobsmacked.
"Hey Christina." He called.
"Hey."
"I'm trying to find Ron's Compartment and so far I've been in two compartments each time I was bombarded with questions about why I was back, so could you just show me the way."
"Sure." She said laughing "right this way." She walked past Oliver and he and Neville followed. A few compartments down and she opened one of the doors. Showing Ron and Harry still playing exploding snap.
"Looks like you didn't find Hermione." Ron said as he saw the two new arrivals.
"Oh yeah. I was sort of sidetracked." She said as she remembered why she had left in the first place. So they carried on talking while Christina started reading Hogwarts: A History which had been recommended by Hermione.
"I've been meaning to ask," Oliver said "why are you coming to Hogwarts this year?"
"Well I was recommended by my tutor to Dumbledore for my ability to do some wandless magic and when your tutored you don't have much chance to make any friends. So I begged my mom to let me come."
"Wandless magic?"
"Yeah but only small spells. Nothing amazing. Only stuff like moving small objects, extinguishing small flames and mending ripped pillow cases." She said smiling.
"Why didn't the Ministry pick up that you had used magic over at the Burrow?" Harry asked.
"Oh dad put a charm." Ron answered. "So that they wouldn't be able to, seeing how much trouble Fred and George cause and probably cause there is always a lot of magic happening at the burrow anyway. It wouldn't be able to pickup such tiny spells."
"Oh."
~*~*~*~*~*~*Meanwhile in the prefects compartment*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
"I can't believe they made a mudblood a prefect. What is this world coming to?"
"Shut up Malfoy." Hermione said as she sat down. "I can't believe they made an arrogant, spoiled brat like yourself a prefect." This bickering carried on for quite a while. There were eight new prefects this year. Two from every house. The other Griffindor prefect was Dean Thomas. For Hufflepuff it was Justin Finch- Fletchley and Hannah Abbot who Hermione thought would be good prefects. For Ravenclaw it was a girl called Lisa Turpin whom Hermione didn't know personally but knew her name and face, the other Ravenclaw prefect was a boy called Terry Boot. The Slytherin prefects were Draco Malfoy and Millicent Bulstrode. She understood why they had made Malfoy a prefect but why they had made Millicent one was beyond her, the girl was a female form of Goyle. Hermione couldn't believe she had to spend the entire ride in this stupid compartment but she decided to make the most of it and started a conversation with the Hufflepuffs.