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Stupefuniu Salni
I have kept you waiting long enough….so hear it is
The Hogwarts express blew with raging fury as its tracks shook and the train began to
advance forward. One girl, who was unknown to anyone, was seated in the very last
compartment of the train, reading a book she read so many times before; this book just
happened to be Hogwarts: A History. Harry Potter and Ron Weasly, who were casually,
and unexplainably late, were left with the not widely optioned choice to be seated with
this mystery girl. When they entered the compartment they were not questioned of their
presence but they were told to sit and not to disturbed her. They casually chatted about
their 'Mandatory' quiddittch discussion. All that Harry had to do was to utter the words
'where do you think Hermione is?", and he suddenly alerted the girl.
"Guys, It's me" she whispered.
"Wh-wha-?"
They gradually took in her presence. Her hair, it held the pigment of the blackest black
any one could ever imagine. It was straight as anything, and was embedded with purple
highlights that easily seen from no matter what distance. She wore baggy black jeans and
plain black, skin tight black shirt. There was a glint of a emerald nose ring, one post and
two hoops on her eye-brow. The word "Hermione!" came out of Harry and Ron's voice in
a raspy tone….