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"Um," You got it. That's how my brilliant conversation started. She stood and turned around to fold up her blanket. "H-hi."
"Hi," she said flatly. She folded the blanket with such ease, I guessed she could do it in her sleep. "S-so, you're going to Hogwarts?"
"Could be why I'm on the train."
Note to self, Remus: Stop asking stupid questions. So I asked another brilliant inquiry. "Where'd the horseshoe come from?"
"A horse," she said in annoyed tones.
Note to self: Read notes to self! "I, um, saw some horses get loaded on the train. They yours?"
"Yeah, why?"
"Just wondering." Then it got quiet for a while. "What's your name?" She looked up with those beautifully intriguing eyes. "What?"
I asked again, with a little more confidence, "What's your name?"
"Why?" She looked like a dog suspicious of taking an irresistible piece of meat.
"Because I'd like to know who I'm talking to."
"What's yours?"
"Remus."
"Like, as in, the dude whose brother killed him because he stomped on his turf?" Interesting girl, no?
"I'm sorry?" She seemed to speak her own language.
"It means he trespassed on his brother's land, so, his bro snuffed him."
"Um, yeah. Kinda like that."
"Oh. Artemis."
"Sorry?"
"Artemis. That's my name. You wanted 'ta know, so I'm tellin' ya."
"Can I ask a question?"
"Just did."
"Another one?"
"Sure."
"Where are you from?" Again, she looked suspicious, but answered reluctantly, "NYC."
"Where?"
"N-Y-C. Ya know, New York, New York?"
"America?" I couldn't believe it. An American at Hogwarts.
"That's the one. Land of the Free, Home of the Braves. Stars and Stripes."
"You mean 'the Brave'," I asked.
"Nope. The Braves." I caught sight of her blanket. "What crest is that?" Artemis looked at me. Beautiful name. Artemis. It just rolls off the tongue, doesn't it?
The crest.
"Silvermoon." I hated those two words, but didn't let on. "What's that?"
"Silvermoon is not only the school I go to, but my last name."
"Artemis Silvermoon," I said. Well, sort of half-mumbled. I loved saying it and hearing it. It sounded like bells. "And yours is?"
"L-lupin," I stuttered. "How can Silvermoon be your last name and the school you go to? Is the founder your father, or--" here I stopped. My being a werewolf sharpened my senses, including those intangible. I saw and sensed her tense up a little at the question, but more at the mention of her father. "Coinky-dink, I guess," she mumbled.
"Coinky--"
"It means 'coincidence', Einstein," she spat. She put her blanket on the baggage rack, reminding me of the horseshoe's presence. So, because I didn't know what else to say, and to turn her mind to more cheerful thoughts, I asked "What kind of horses do you own?"
"Walkers. And Mustangs."
"Mustangs? Aren't they wild?"
"I don't ride them! I just own a piece of land that they roam on. Legally, I own them."
"In New York?" I asked this question timidly.
"Yeah, yeah, I own a piece of land big enough for a herd of mustangs to roam around on in New York," she rambled, annoyed. "No! I own land in Montana."
"From New York?"
"Are you NYC-obsessed?"
"Why?"
"Because every other word that comes out of your mouth is 'New York'!"
"Maybe cause it sounds good," a familiar voice said. Sirius and James were standing in the doorframe of the compartment. Sirius leaned on the doorframe, arms folded, while James simply stood. Artemis rolled her fascinatingly beautiful eyes in disgust and sat down. "The more the merrier," James said, in a very chipper manner. "Oh, good-y," Artemis said in bored tones. The train ride that ensued wasn't really all that interesting. I, however, will never forget my first conversation with Artemis Silvermoon. And I certainly won't forget what happened after that train stopped…
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