Chapter two is admittedly far more amusing than my first chapter. And you get to know my character's name now! Oh, and any reviews would help. I know this is my first story so I'm completely open to criticism. Appoligies for any grammar or spelling errors. Read and enjoy.
So here I am, standing on platform nine and three quarters with my suitcases in hand. After much consideration, I had chosen to wear a soft ballet neck sweater and jeans with a pair of flats. I wanted to be seen and heard, kind of. Okay, so I had the being "seen" part down. Now what about the being "heard" part?
I peered around at all my, well, peers. Wow, that was a truly awful pun. Everyone had already found their friends and separted into their little groups and cliques, leaving me to awkwardly stand alone with a lost expression on my face.
I bit my lip as I contemplated what to do. Should I walk up to someone and strike up a conversation? No, too weird. Or should I make my way as quickly as possible to the train, find an empty compartment, and lock myself in it as I suck my thumb and rock back in forth in the fetal position? I think I'll choose the latter. I do lead a rather sad existence.
I had just begun my move towards the train when two hands grabbed me by my hips from behind, however.
"I see that you've filled out quite nicely over the summer, my dearest Eevie. I was afraid you'd never have any curves at all, my little teacup." said a male's voice from behind me, his hands still on my hips.
I glanced out of the corner of my eyes to see the biggest sixth year asshole and pervert ever to walk the planet, Euan McKesson.
Look, I know that earlier I made it clear that I was desperate to get a boyfriend this year, but even my desperation had it's limits. Euan had already passed those limits.
He pulled me closer to him before I could react and I could smell his hair. He actually smelled quite nice... kind of like dandelions or something rather. I came back to my senses, though, remembering clearly what kind of position I was in.
So I did what any girl with a guy behind them hanging all over them would have done. I rammed my elbow into his ribs as hard as I could. This caused him to release me with a painful gasp. I whirled around, and while he was still clutching his ribs in agony, I slapped him. Not once, but twice.
"How dare you touch me, you... you... sick diluted perverted creep! Don't you dare ever touch me again, you hear me boy?" I raged at him, a violent glare on my face that made Euan cower back a little, as if he was afraid lazer beams would suddenly shoot out of my eyes.
"But... but... teacup..." he stammered at me, still clutching his ribs.
"I am not you're 'little teacup' either so never call me that again!" I boomed back at him before he could get another word in edgewise.
Euan looked up at me with his deep brown eyes, trembling like a scared little puppy. Now that I had a good view of him, I must admit that he wasn't bad looking.
He had deep chocolate brown hair that complemented his matching eyes quite nicely. His eye lashes were a bit fuller, not in a girly way but in a handsome sort of way. He was fit but not overly muscular. And he had these gorgeous lips that would probably make for a great kiss... This is all despite the fact that he is, however, the biggest asshole to ever walk the face of the planet.
"Something the matter here?" asked a deep voice that had strolled up beside me.
Expecting this to be a teacher, I turned to see who it was. Instead of the middle-aged atrociously dressed teacher that I expected, I laid my eyes upon perhaps the single most handsome young man to be enrolled at Hogwarts. William Durriken.
William Durriken was perfect. Absolutely flawless. He was a seventh year that was popular amongst everyone. He was the head prefect and captain of the Hufflepuff quidditch team. He was extremely intelligent and witty along with charismatic. All the girls wanted to date him and all the guys wanted to be him.
Oh, and did I mention that he's positively the most handsome guy ever to breathe on top of everything else? Well, as it turns out, he is.
He was tall, the top of my head reached just under his chin. His hair was short and it was a lovely shade of dark blonde. His eyes were absolutely to die for. He had those baby blues that could make women swoon, and I had to do everything in my power to prevent myself from doing so myself.
"Yeah, she elbowed me. Hard." Euan replied through pained gasps and clenched teeth.
At the sound of Euan's voice, I ripped my eyes from the enchantingly handsome William next to me. That stupid Euan ruined my thought process. At least he did bring me back to reality before I started drooling.
"I only did that because he groped me!" I spat back at Euan angrily.
"He, er... groped you?" asked William, clearly uncomfortable in this situation.
"Yes, so I rammed him with my elbow to get him off of me." I replied authoriatively.
"Oh... well, then." William replied, raising one of his eyebrows.
"I WAS NOT GROPING HER!" Euan shouted maniacally.
At this point, we had captured the attention of quite a few people due to Euan's outburst. Instead of responding to him however, I simply glared at him.
"But, I did see you grope her." William added slowly.
Euan's jaw dropped. I grinned, relishing the moment someone took my side over someone else's. I think this was actually going to be a good year after all. So far I'm off to a pretty good start... sans the groping.
"Now, if you'd kindly keep your hands to yourself, I do believe that we could all move on now." continued William collectively.
Euan stuck out his lip in the most unattractive manner and fumed off towards the train. I, however, was practically doing a jig in my head. I needed to thank my savior, so I pinched his sleeve just before he turned to walk away so that I could get his attention.
He turned to face me, his pale blue eyes seeming to bore into my hazel ones as we locked our gazes for a moment.
"Thank you for defending me. It really meant a lot to me. I'm Eevie Bramson. What's your name?" I managed to mumble. I had to ask him his name, even though I already knew it, because I had never been formally introduced to him. I could feel all my blood rushing to my cheeks at once and I prayed that he didn't notice that my cheeks were as red as cherries.
"Oh, I'm William Durriken. But you don't have to thank me, miss. It's all just part of being a prefect. Good day." He replied with a heart-warming smile and a wink as he turned and walked away, disappearing in the endless sea of the crowd. I stood there for a few moments, gazing after him.
That's when it hit me. Two things hit me at once, actually. One was that he winked at me. The other was that he didn't defend me because he actually wanted to, but I knew that all along even if I didn't want to admit it. It was because he was a prefect, just part of his job. But still, what was that wink about? Was he flirting with me, or was it just a friendly gesture?
I stood there for a moment more, pouring over my thoughts and contemplating the studly William Durrikens' wink. I finally decided I'd ponder over this matter later and I started heading for the train.
I found an empty compartment in completely vacant train car. Basically, I wanted to avoid everyone. I didn't want to have to share a compartment with anyone so that I didn't have to talk.
I'm not all that much of a talker really. At least not with people I don't know very well. Which is pretty much everyone. I've always been shy and this has caused me to have a non-existant social life. No friends, no boyfriends, nothing.
It's really rather sad when you look at it, but at least I have more time to study. Which means better grades. And better NEWT scores. So it's actually better that I'm a nerdy hermit crab, right? If only I could convince myself of that.
You see, I'm really smart. Not meaning to brag or anything, but I am. I'm not the smartest person in my class or anything, but I know considerably more than most of my pupils. I often raise my hand in class to answer questions, which is the only time I actually speak.
I bet most people see me as a stuck-up nerd who wants to show everyone how much she knows. In all actuality, however, I'm just shy so I answer questions in class because I want an excuse to talk.
I really am a rather sad individual. But hey, loads of people have it worse off than me so I shouldn't complain. And so I won't.
I gazed out the window of my compartment and I realized that the train had begun to move. I absent-mindedly put away my luggage and plopped down on the seat. I took out my divination book and decided I might as well use my time to get a head start on my reading.
For the first half hour, I was able to read my book in peace. However, this peace was disturbed when a certain familiar face popped up.
I was just sitting in my little compartment, reading my book to myself and minding my own business when I heard distant foot steps. They sounded like they were running and they were coming closer to me.
Next thing I know, the door to my train car flung open and five boys came racing down the corridor past my compartment and into the next train car.
All the boys were laughing and throwing hexes at each other as they raced past. One boy sent a curse at a boy who was just passing my compartment and he fell face flat on the floor. The boy behind him simply ran past him, leaving the other boy on the floor.
I leaned forward in my seat to try and get a good look at the boy but I couldn't see him. Slowly, the boy pushed himself off the ground, a deep frown on his face. Then something caught the corner of his eye, namely me, and he turned to face me. It was none other than Euan McKesson.
We just kind of stared at each other blankly for a few minutes until a huge grin crossed Euan's face. Oh god, what had I gotten myself into now?
"Oy! You there, I see you!" He shouted at me like a happy drunkard.
I put my divination book in front of face, burying my nose in it to hide myself from him. But of course, it was already to late.
Euan threw open the compartment door and leaned in the door frame, arms crossed with an askew grin on his face.
"Eevie darling, I know it's you. No use hiding from me." he said confidently.
I put my book down slowly, my eyes closed until I turned to face him. I snapped my eyes open to see him just standing there, looking handsome. Urgh. Why must I find him attractive?
"What do you want?" I snapped at him.
My angry tone of voice didn't even seem to faze him. It actually seemed to amuse him, as his grin only grew larger in response.
"Oh, nothing. What're you reading there?"
At his question, I stared down at the book in my hands. I clutched it close to my chest.
"My divination book, why?" I replied cautiously.
Euan merely snickered at my response. He snickered! Can you believe the nerve of him?
"No reason really. Don't you think it's a little early to be reading that yet, though? I mean, wouldn't you rather be doing something fun?" Euan asked me, the grin still stretched across his face.
"Like... what?" I asked slowly, afraid of his response.
"Come with me and I'll show you a good time" he replied with a wink.
A hot blush rushed to my cheeks. This is the second time I've been winked at today and by two different guys.
I decided to play it off cooly and laughed.
"Ha, like you could show me a good time. I think I'm fine just reading, thanks." I replied, turning back to my book.
I had expected him to leave and go catch up with his friends at this point, but he didn't move. Instead, he sat down on the other side of the comparment and stretched out his legs across the seat, putting his arms behind his head.
"If you don't think that I can show you a good time, then you show me a good time." he said cockily.
I looked up from my book and my eyes locked with his chocolate brown ones for a second or two before he looked away. I just sort of store stupidly at him for a couple of minutes.
"Well?" he asked.
I was at a loss for words, which wasn't unusual in my case, and I wanted him to go away. I just wanted to be alone. Why did he keep bothering me? Seriously now, didn't he have other people to tortue and girls to harrass?
"I'm not here to amuse you, you know" I replied coldly, turning back to my book. Thank god I had this book, otherwise I'd have to awkwardly stare at my hands. And just let me tell you, my hands are ugly. I mean they're all bony and my nails are all bitten down.
Nail biting equals gross. Note to self; stop biting nails.
Of course Euan sitting across the train car staring at me and making me nervous doesn't much help my new resolution.
NO. Must resist biting nails! It's gross. And extrememly unattractive. It's not like I'm trying to be attractive around Euan though, so don't get the wrong idea.
I mean, yeah, he may be somewhat good-looking and what not, but he's the biggest asshole ever to exist. So I can't be attracted to him, right? Right...? Ugh.
"I know you're not here to amuse me, I just wanted you to show me what you think of as a good time seeing as you had declined my offer." Euan said, his eyes locked on me and his expression blank.
I glanced up at him while still keeping my head down facing my book. What was with this guy? He just wasn't going to give up. I've never had a conversation with a guy before, really. Were they all as annoying as Euan? Cause if they were, I'm sure as hell never getting married.
I went back to reading my book momentarily, seeing if ignoring him would make him go away. However, this tactic proved fruitless. I sighed deeply and looked up from my book, staring into Euan's eyes.
"Why are you even bothering to hang around me?" I said flatly.
Euan stared at me for a bit, seeming to contemplate the reason in his head. Even he didn't seem to know why he was talking to me.
"Cause you seem like a nice person." He finally replied after much careful thinking.
His answer confused me a bit, and it showed on my face. Euan didn't take this as his que to explain, however.
Suddenly, the train came to screeching halt. Were we already at Hogsmeade? I glanced out the window to see the familiar Hogmeade train station. Well, that train ride went by fast.
I got up and went to reach for my bags, but Euan's hand seized my wrist and he grabbed my bags with his other hand. He handed my bags to me with a smile.
"Er, thank you." I said with an unsure smile.
"No problem" He said casually.
I started making my way out of the compartment when all of the sudden, Euan patted me on my bum.
"See you around, my little teacup!" He said all sing-songy and ran out of the train car.
I just stood there frozen. He patted me! On my bum! Oh my God. The nerve of him! Just when I was beggining to think he might actually be an okay guy, he does something like that. Ugh.