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"Harry, Trill, get down here with your stuff! We're going to be late!" Lily called up the stairs as she handed Rose a jacket.
"We're coming Mum!" Harry called back as he helped Trill drag her trunk out of her bedroom.
"Thanks so much Harry!" Trill said as he dumped it in the hallway.
"No problem. But you're dragging it down the stairs." Harry said as he started hauling his trunk down the stairs. Trill waited until Harry was at the bottom of the stairs before attempting to haul her trunk down the stairs.
She dragged the trunk behind her as she slowly walked backwards down the stairs. Halfway down she slipped and fell, her trunk sliding down over her. Trill screamed.
"Trill!" everyone yelled. James ran over to the stairs and grabbed the trunk, moving it out of the way.
"Trill, are you okay?" James asked, picking up his eldest daughter.
"Ow, ow, ow. Make it stop." Trill said, holding her wrist.
"It doesn't look broken. Can you move it at all?" James asked, taking his daughter's wrist into his hands.
"Sort of. It hurts though." Trill said, wiping away her tears with her uninjured hand.
"Well, I don't have time to fix it for you, so I'll just wrap it up, and you can go see Madam Pomfrey later, Okay, honey?" Lily said, coming over with a tensor bandage. Trill just nodded.
Trill's wrist wrapped up, and the car loaded with the trunks and pets, the Potter family drove off to Kings Cross.
"Okay, now be good, and don't forget to write!" James said once they were all on platform 9¾.
"We'll be good, Dad. Don't worry." Harry said.
"Now, Trill, if you get in ANY trouble, or have ANY questions, ask Harry, or write us. I want a letter from you tonight, telling me what House you're in. If I don't get a letter, I'm going to come there myself and find out."
"Okay, Mum, I get it! Now I have to go get on the train, or it'll leave without me!" Trill said. Enduring one last hug from her parents she dragged her trunk painfully onto the train.
"Harry, wait up!" Trill said, dragging her trunk down the corridor to catch up with her brother.
"No. Go find a compartment with Ginny and Logan." Harry said.
"But I don't know where they are!" Trill complained.
"Fine, come with me." Harry said.
"Harry, Trill, over here!" Hermione called, hanging out of a compartment. Harry and Trill lugged their trunks over and found Hermione, Leo, Ron, and Ginny all sitting in the compartment. Harry and Trill put the trunks in the luggage compartment and sat down.
"So how was your guys' summer?" Hermione asked.
"Not bad. We just lazed around for most of it. Played Quidditch a lotin the backyard." Harry said.
"With just the two of you?" Ron asked incredulously.
"No. We played with Haille, and Emily, and Logan, and Rose sometimes." Trill answered.
"You got Rose to play Quidditch with you?" Hermione asked.
"Yeah. She wanted to play with the 'big kids' so we let her play." Harry said. Just then their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of Haille, Emily, and Logan.
"Hey, guys! Is their room for us in here?" Haille asked, a big grin on her face.
"Erm, no. There's an empty compartment right across the corridor though." Hermione said, pointing.
"We'll go over there." Trill said, dragging Ginny, Leo, and Logan over with her.
"That's awfully nice of you guys." Emily said, sitting down next to Ron.
"Thank you!" Haille called after them.
Trill, Leo, Logan, and Ginny sat down in the empty compartment and looked at each other.
"So, Trill, where'd you get that black eye?" Logan asked.
"Black eye? I have a black eye!" Trill asked.
"Yeah. Right eye. It's a beaut. What happened?" Leo asked.
"Well I guess it happened when I fell down the stairs this morning carrying my trunk and it fell over me. I sprained my wrist too." Trill answered, showing her friends her wrapped up wrist.
"Why didn't your Mum fix it for you?" Ginny asked.
"She said she didn't have time. She told me to go to Madam Pomfrey when I get to school." Trill answered.
"Don't get her to fix your eye. It'll make a good first impression." Haille said from the doorway.
"Do you mind if we come sit in here with you guys?" Emily asked from behind Haille.
"Not at all, have a seat!" Trill said, moving over for her best friends.
"Why aren't you sitting in the other compartment? Did they drive you away?" Logan asked.
"No. They were just being boring. And we're really hyper." Haille said with a maniacal grin.
"Oh Lord. I'm leaving. Leo, come with me." Logan said, dragging Leo across the hall to the other compartment. They burst in scaring Harry, Ron, and Hermione.
"What are you two doing?" Ron asked.
"Emily and Haille are hyper." Logan said simply as he sat down.
"Oh Lord. No wonder you booked." Harry said. The boys then started a Quidditch conversation that had the potential for a debate.
"I'm going to leave you guys here with your Quidditch aspirations." Hermione said as she left and went to join the girls.
"Hey guys, do you mind if I join you? The boys are talking about Quidditch." Hermione explained.
"Not at all. Take a seat." Ginny said, patting the seat next to her. Hermione went and sat next to her.
"Trill, do you ever do anything with your hair other than leave it down?" Haille asked.
"No. What else would I do with it?" Trill asked, fingering her long red hair, so like her mother's.
"You could do so much with it! A lot more than you could do with mine, anyways." Hermione said.
"Like what!" Trill asked.
"I've got an idea. Trill, sit on the floor. We're going to make you a work of art." Haille said with an evil grin.
A couple of hours later, Trill looked at her reflection, awestruck.
"How did you do it!" She asked, weak-kneed. Her red hair was now curled and piled up on the back of her head, held with clips.
"Well, we curled your hair with our wands, and let me tell you, your hair doesn't like to curl! And then we just twisted it up with clips. But like I said, you have very uncooperative hair." Emily said.
"It's beautiful! Thank you!" Trill said, hugging Emily and Haille.
"Hey, we're almost there. Don't you think we should get into our robes?" Hermione asked.
"Oh, yeah, guess we should." Haille said. The girls booked across the hall in a fit of giggles (hyperness is quite the contagious) and burst into the guys' compartment to retrieve their luggage. They found the guys, half dressed in their robes, yelling at them. The girls quickly shut the door and collapsed onto the floor laughing. Two minutes later the guys came out, fully dressed, glaring.
"Learn to knock." Ron said before crossing the hallway and going into the girls' vacated compartment. Harry, Logan, and Leo followed. The girls went into the now empty compartment and pulled on their robes, still giggling. Just then a whistle was heard, and the train slowed down.
"Oh my gosh! We're here!" Trill said and she abruptly sat down.
"Don't sit down! Let's get our stuff and get off the train as fast as possible." Haille said, pulling Trill up. Trill grabbed her trunk and started to drag it out into the corridor as the train came to a complete halt. The nine kids stepped off the train onto the platform. The first years could only stare in awe at the castle that was to become their new home.
"I'm scared." Was all Trill could say.
Well there's chapter 2. I hope you liked it! I know it's a bit shorter than the first chapter but that shall be rectified in the next chapter. I was thinking of running this chapter right through the sorting and the feast but I decided against that. Tell me what you think!