Chapter eleven
"Alright Al, I will leave you here. You remember the plan, right? Okay, then go ahead and walk into the column." Dumbledore and I were at the Kings Cross Station, going over the plan one more time.
Ahh yes, in infamous plan.
You want to know what it is, don't you? Well fine.
I was suppose to pretend like I was from another student that has been home schooled by Dumbledore and was now going to Hogwarts….that was, if anyone asked.
Both of us were hoping that I could just blend in with the crowd.
Hey it's not like I haven't done it before. At my old school, they just didn't take the time to know me or just didn't see me at all.
"Yeah, I remember. Well I guess I'll see you at school eh?" I scratched the back of my head.
"Yes, you will. Don't worry about the kids on the train, most of them are good and won't mess with you."
Most? Heheh, okay then.
There was a big awkward silence, then I hugged Dumbledore.
"Thanks." I felt him return the embrace.
"You better get going so you can get a compartment."
I just nodded and started walking towards the pillar. Dumbledore had warned me about it so I wasn't so surprised. Plus, all my stuff was at the school so I didn't have to push it.
"Just like her father." Dumbledore's voice was barely audible, but I could still hear it. I smiled and kept walking.
Dumbledore had explained last night also, that my ability to hear things very quiet or far away was due to my Erian side, an after effect.
"Is this going to work Sirius?" The uncertainty in my voice was clear.
"Of course Remus, have I ever strayed you wrong? James don't answer that." Sirius looked up while pointing a threatening finger at a boy who was rolling his eyes behind his glasses while laughing.
We were at the moment setting up our first prank of the year.
Sirius finished tinkering with the doorway of the compartment across from us, and quickly sat back down next to me on my left.
I sighed and turned to look out the compartment window. 'Here we go again.."
People were running around all different places, greeting old friends, saying good-bye to parents or grandparents, and hauling luggage onto the train.
I quietly walked onto the train hallway, searching for an empty space; but people would just wave me off and go back to their conversations wit the people they had allowed to grace their presents with.
"Finally, thought I'd never find one. Seat reserved my a-" I was cut off by a voice yelling at me and the sickening sound of liquid shooting out from the doorway all over me.
Or what I like to call my luck.
"Remmy look it's about to work, wow, she seems familiar.." I looked up from my book.
A girl was mumbling angrily as she searched for a place to sit. 'Oh no'
"AL!" But sadly she was already in the doorway when she tried to turn around and Sirius's goop spurt out of all directions at her.
"Oh, that's where I've seen her. Heheh. Oops."
"Well, at least your prank worked." James leaned forward and patted Sirius on the shoulder.
'Maaaaannnnn….this feels awkward.' I turned around and wiped some of the olive-green goop off my face on let it fall to the floor with a sickening plop.
"Um…h-hey Remus…" At this point some people were sticking their heads out of their compartments at the sound of splashing, taking one look at me, laughing and consequently, making other people stick their heads out and laugh along.
Just one big freakin' domino effect. I could feel the redness come to my cheeks. 'Yep, just like school..ahh, the memories.."
"Er.." I stood there like a deer in the head lights.
"What the hell? It's not even the first of the year and you're already pranking people? Take a break." My vision was block by a black trench coat with a gray cross stitched on the back. Badly stitched too.
The hair of the person was a dark, auburn red. It was short enough so as I could see the backs of many necklaces.
That was all I seen when I felt my shoulders being twisted around.
"Scourgify." I had a wand pointed at me, and then I was free of the clutches of the goop no longer.
"Thanks..er.." I looked at the girl who placed her dark hair which was in a low ponytail behind her.
"Andrea Coffcin."
"Al? Oh there you are. I'm so sorry about all of this; Sirius didn't mean it for you." Remus continued to profusely apologize as I tuned him out.
"Remus it's okay."
"Are you sure? Do you want to come sit with us?" I looked in the compartment.
"No thanks, it looks like you're full. See you at the feast Remus." I waved then turned away and walked inside mine and sat down.
Ahhh…silence.
The sound of the door sliding woke me from my reverie.
"Hey there. Sorry 'bout that. Black can be a bit annoying, well, a lot annoying sometimes." The girl with the trench coat came in and sat down across from me along with the girl who had cleaned me. I also noticed that the front of her hair was dyed orange.
"By the way my name's Erin Dobson. And this is my friend Andrea Coffcin. Just wanted to check on you 'cause you looked kind of confused by what was all happening at once." I took this time to take a good look at their appearance.
Erin had her black trench coat on, but under it I could see the Hogwarts uniform but also had steel-toe combat boots. The necklaces were of crosses and old fashioned keys. It looked pretty cool.
Andrea had on a pair of black robes along with the uniform top, but she had made the usual knee-length skirt long enough so that it was to her ankles. She wore many bracelets and her nails were painted black.
"Thanks, I'm okay now. I was just spacing out the whole time so.."
"Yeah, I know what you mean. So do you know Remus? I saw you talkin' to him." Erin pulled out a needle and thread and started stitching another patch. It seemed to be a band patch; one that said 'The Weird Sisters'.
"Yeah, I guess you could say I know him to an extent. I mean, I just met him at Diagon Alley that's all. You don't sound like you're from England, are you from here?" To me, she sounded American.
"Nope. I'm one-hundred percent all American. I moved here 'bout two years ago." She was concentrating very hard on stitching that; I assume she stitched the cross on her trench coat."
"What's your name by the way?" Andrea's voice was smooth and warm.
"Oh, sorry, it's Alexsis Ignysia. But you can call me Al."
"In that case, you can call me Andy, well that's what Erin calls me." I'm going to have trouble remembering all of these names.
I have enough trouble remembering what I had for breakfast yesterday. Wait. Did I even have breakfast? See! Gah…
We had some fun, making jokes and random comments.
"How long is this ride?" It seems we've been on here for ever.
"Oh no! It's the satanic train ride that never ends! Oh God save us!" Erin dramatically passed out, Andy and I had a good laugh as she got up and hit her head on the luggage rack.
"Well wake me up when the satanic-never-ending train ride ends." Andy closed her eyes and leaned on Erin.
"Well friend, what now?"
"F-friend? I'm your friend?" Wow, never really had one of these..NEAT-O!
Erin gave me a look. "Yeah, you seem to have met our high standards. Like, I like waffles. You like waffles. There! Viola! High standards have been met! Plus you seem to be just like us, and you're funny."
"Thanks."
"No problem."