Open Compartment

Tristen Ginger was lucky enough to find an empty compartment on the Hogwart's Express and thought she was even luckier when a black haired girl slammed open her compartment door breathless. The girl had just interrupted Tristen as she stared out the window in silent thought. Tristen stared at the girl hoping to be a new friend. The girl scanned the compartment until her eyes set on Tristen.
'is it alrigh' if I sit here?'
'Yeh, sure.' Tristen replied with a welcoming smile. The girl trudged in with her luggage and managed to bring her trunk up top, then sat herself down opposite of Tristen rather shyly.

'Are you a first year too?' Tristen couldn't help but blurt out as she looked at the girl with an after effect of feeling stupid. The girl gave a weak smile and nodded. There was a moment or two of uncomfortable silence. As they sat there staring out the window. Until Tristen., determined to make a new friend, broke the ice.

'I'm sorry, what's your name?'

'Angelica Palen.' Tristen smiled back at her. It was the beginning of a new friendship.

'I'm Tristen Ginger. Aren't you nervous?'

'Yeah.' Angelica smiled nervously and looked down. This, for some reason, made Tristen give a small laugh. 'Me too. I guess I'm also really excited! We're finally learning magic! And I'm also excited about being away from my parents, but I'll miss them. And of course I like meeting new people. But then I'm sure homework of course is gonna really suck!' Angelica laughed a little.

'Yeah! And the teachers!...'

The two girls began to laugh and talk until their stomachs growled and the trolley came around. They continued to laugh and eat more until once more their compartment door slammed open. Two girls stood in the door way. Both had brilliantly long hair, except that one had black hair and the other was blond. They certainly were not sister, probably because their structures were different, but they both had a somewhat similar air of arrogance to them. Tristen looked at them, as they already were in their robes, feeling a little uncomfortable; and yet, Tristen still smiled and welcomed them with a brief 'Hello.'

'First years?' The blond girl asked, cocking an eyebrow.

'Yeah. You?' Tristen merely smiled and kept her gaze on the two. For a moment it seemed that they wouldn't answer and just leave. But Tristen mustn't get her hope up.

'Yes. It seems so. I don't suppose either of you two would know if you would land in Slytherin, would you now?' Tristen and Angelica shrugged and shook their heads. The black haired girl smirked. The blond, however, squinted her eyes before responding. 'Shame. Well, I better not waste any more time.' And without another word the two girls turned their heads away and shut the door. Tristen and Angelica brought out their look of disgust. 'Could've bin a bit nicer. Didn't need to act so rude.' Tristen mumbled and Angelica agreed then turned the subject to something much more pleasant.

Hopefully, for the last time, their compartment door opened again. This time it was a male face that looked at Tristen then at Angelica. The handsome boy let himself in and took a seat a bit away from Tristen. 'Sorry to barge in on you girls like this.' He breathed. 'But theres a crowd of girls huntin' down me 'n my mates, and I was just lucky enough to give them all the slip.' The girlst stayed quiet and stared at him. His hair was dark brown and somewhat messy. His cheeks were rosy and he had a rather charming smile.

'What's your name?' The boy asked Tristen.

'Its' Tristen Ginger.'

'And yours?'

'Angelica Palen.'

'Mine's Bradley. Bradley Borne.' The girls nodded off and went back to staring out the winder after a quick glance at each other. They rather not talk infron of Bradly, something of a discomfort.

'So, why aren't you girls chasing after a catch like me?' Bradly questioned with a teasing smirk. He was trying to be amusing. The girls looked at him sort of bewildered.

'Were we supposed to?' Tristen smiled weakly for she had nothing else to say to this absurd remark. Bradley looked down in a bit of disappointment, but brought himself back up.

'Relax, relax! I was teasing. It seemed a little tense in here that's all.' Both girls couldn't help but smile at his cute attempt to loosen things up. Before Bradley could continue he was interrupted by the clash of the compartment door opening once again. Another male figure stood in the way. He wasn't as good-looking as Bradley, but he was rather cute. His blondish-brownish hair and blue eyes gave him a rather cheer look, as Bradley would surely be described as tall, dark and handsome.

'Bradley! Can't believe you! Leaving us with that out there!' The boy said as he let himself in and sat across Bradley. 'Ditchin' us for non-crazy girls! Yeh could've 'least let me tag along.'

'What, when I knew you sorta enjoyed that girl's attention?' Bradley shrugged.

'What? Not one at least interest you?'

Bradley shrugged once more and averted his attention to Tristen and Angelica.

'Anyway, you girls have any clue what house your gonna end in?' Both girls shook thei heads. Bradley's friend glared at him at his attempt to avoid him. 'I'm sorry. Regulus, This is Tristen and Angelica. This is Regulus.'

'Has he been buggin' you girls?'

'No.' The girls said politely.

'Well, I ought to take 'im off your hands…'

'But why?' Bradley retorted childishly.

'Are you blind? Blimey, they gotta change and we all ought to pack up. I hear we'd be arriving soon before I cam in.' Regulus opened the door and checked the corridor. 'We gotta face those girls sooner or later. Come on Bradley. See you girls later.'

'Yeah. Well, we'll see you at the sorting. I'm hoping to get into Gryffindor. Hope you will get in there too!' The door was shut.

Yes! Phew! Okay well this was my first publish on and I hope it's okay. I'd be really glad if i got feedback on what I should do. I know this isnt much and I sorta had the characters that were introduced were all in the same starting year and I'm not as great as J.K. Rowling but hey! i tried ). I did this out of pure enjoyment. Thanks for reading. Truly Appreciated.