At platform 39/4, families were saying goodbye to their children just as the Weasley family were doing. The family was so occupied with saying good bye they failed to notice that a young positively gorgeous girl who obviously did not have a penis was watching them from afar with her hypnotizingly beautiful eyes. She watched them, smiling prettily, as they laughed at some joke. As Mrs. Weasley cried as Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny, who was totally not as good-looking as her, parted with the family to board the train. The girl followed them as they began to search for an empty cabin aboard the train. She watched Ginny's friends drag her off somewhere on the train.
When Harry, Ron, and Hermione found a cabin it was already occupied by Luna Lovegood. The girl didn't step in the cabin with them. She decided that she will reveal herself only till the time was right so that she could make a grand entrance into the cabin. Within seconds, Ron and Harry were talking about senseless things while Hermione engaged herself in an argument with Luna. That was when the girl decided to make her entrance.
She stepped into the entrance of the cabin gracefully; her long luscious hair flowing behind her attractively by some unknown wind (probably someone had left a window open). She fluttered her blonde lace lashes at them as the four in the cabin had to shield their eyes from the glowing majesty that was her smile. "Hey guys. There aren't any more empty cabins. May I please sit here with you, gracing you with my presence?" She asked nicely, giggling happily, like a girl should, especially a girl who did not have a penis, because Amii didn't have a penis. Not at all.
"Sure, Amii." Harry replied, a troubled expression on his face. Everyone was wearing a confused look on their face, not because Harry knew her name, but because they all did. They couldn't remember knowing her before. Amii just smiled her smile of a thousand radiant suns and moons and giggled again. She had that kind of effect on people. Amii sat down next to Luna, her auburn hair still looking as though it was being swept back by a gentle summer's breeze. She was a short micro-mini skirt to show off her sexy, shapely legs and a tight black shirt that read in big bold letters 'I didn't do it'.
There was an awkward silence as no one knew what to say. Amii thought maybe they were all jealous of her incredibly good looks, high intelligence, grace, and lack of non-girlish-penis, which she definitely did not have. She glanced nervously at her lap and tugged the skirt down a bit, quickly brushing a hand over her thighs, just to make sure.
Ron finally decided to break the silence, clearing his throat nervously. "So… Amii? Where are you from?"
"Oh," Amii replied, batting her hand nonchalantly. "I'm from America. I used to be the country's most famous and well-known model but then I found out I was a witch and decided to transferred here." Amii began to tell the exciting tales of her adventures in America, as they were muchmore interestingthan Harry's adventures of fighting Voldemort and being the Boy Who Lived. Everyone eyes were wide with great interest as they took in the information. "Like, one time, I tried to do a spell to feed all the starving children…but it failed." Now she sighed sadly, bringing a hand to rest on the soft skin of her face, looking downcast. Everyone felt their hearts sink at her sadness, not able to bear the thought of Amii, gorgeous, smart, sweet, kind not-penis-having Amii being mournful.
"Well, of course it did. It's impossible to do those kinds of spells," Hermione started but before she could finish her thought Amii interrupted the jealous bitch who totally was not as smart or as pretty as she was.
She continued in a dramatic voice, tears glittering like the stars of the universe in her periwinkle blue eyes. "Instead I cured cancer!" She threw up her hands in sorrow; a single tear rolling down her delicate cheek, forming into a shining diamond as it touched the surface of the cabin's floor. Ron immediately rushed to pick up the diamond, pocketing it happily and deciding that Amii being so sad was probably not such a bad thing. "How could I? All those poor starving children now only were cured of cancer! I cried so much that day…" Then she brightened, like the sun coming out from behind the clouds after a heavy rain, "Nevertheless, a few days later we had sold all of my diamond tears and we gained more than enough money to feed those children, then their children, and then their children's children!"
Hermione's jaw fell open in astonishment. It was supposed to be a spell of complete impossibility but yet this girl, who did not have a penis, had accomplished it with ease.
Amii shot Hermione a look of triumph, but modest still in her actions. She then turned away, hair flowing sexily behind her and smiled brightly at Harry and Ron with a charming and flirtatious wink which had them writhing on the floor in ecstasy. Once their Amii-hotness induced fit had ended the beautiful Amii started telling them about her other adventures but was soon interrupted by a sexy-but-not-as-sexy-as-Amii-but-still-rather-sexy voice.
"Well, what do we have here?" The blonde Slytherin sneered, "It's Harry Pothead and…" He paused, his gaze now resting on the voluptuous and beautiful Amii, "Amii?" His heartbeat raced as though he had run thousands of miles just to look into the enchanting emerald green eyes of his one true love. He wanted her—No, he needed her, like the flowers of a desert needed the water of heavy rains to survive. Amii smiled innocently, her teeth glittering like perfect polished pearls as everyone else turned to look at Draco's stunned expression. He was acting funny. Draco had found himself immobile, as he continued to stare into the beauty's eyes forever trapped in their spell. He looked into her soul as it granted him wishes of perfect love and a happy life for eternity if only he was with her. He felt strange… Could it be love? The one love his heart of darkness so longed for, trapped beneath his cold, icy exterior?
Yes… It was.
"Oh rapture! What beauty have I seen!" He cried out, falling down to his knees before Amii, as though sacrificing his body to the gorgeous Goddess. "Please… Take me, Amii! Take me now! My body cannot live without yours!" He began to sob uncontrollably into her lap, ignoring the slight bulge there, that was not her penis... Not at all. "I need you like my body needs air, only it is more painful to not be with you. I would rather die of suffocation than to exist another moment knowing you were not mine! I beg of you, please be with me!"
Everyone stared strangely at Draco, unsure of what suddenly snapped within him to cause him to act such a way. Then again, Amii was pretty, intelligent, hot, gorgeous, smart, penis lacking, womanly, and definitely not a boy. Hermione and Luna stared at her like the stupid ugly jealous whores they were only because they couldn't get any guys since they weren't as wonderful and perfect and not-penis-having as Amii was.
Amii's full lips spread into a brilliant smile, not just like one of the regular smiles she gave every couple of seconds to everyone and blinded them, but one that was special and unique. A single diamond tear rolled down the perfect curve of her face as she and Draco held on to each other, like two desperate lovers that have been held apart for their entire lifetimes. They embraced tightly, her slender, delicate arms thrown around his neck, his holding her perfectly small waist and he leaned down to her face to give her the kiss they've both been waiting for after so many years of longing. The pink petals of a cherry blossom tree began to fall around them, creating the perfect scene of romance as all the others stared on with either envy or immense confusion as to how the petals suddenly appeared.
"Oh, Draco!"
"Oh, Amii!"
"Oh, shut the fuck up!" Hermione screamed, hands pulling at her thick brown hair. Everything suddenly stopped, Draco and Amii pulling away momentarily to stare at her along with the others in the cabin. "Don't any of you notice anything wrong about this?" She asked, looking utterly peeved. "Just a while ago, none of us even knew who she was and now we're all friends and Draco's in love with her? This is so wrong!"
Amii removed herself from Draco, walking up to Hermione, raising her beautiful, delicate hand and slapping her across the face. Everyone gasped at the scene, hands brought up to gaping mouths.
"Hermione, why do you have to be so jealous and mean to me?" She asked, glittering diamond tears falling from her hypnotizingly beautiful blue eyes. "I mean, I know you can never be as great and perfect as I am but you just have to accept it!" She hiccupped loudly, diamonds clattering loudly as they fell on the floor of the cabin. Ron immediately scrambled after them on the floor and collected the shining jewels into his pockets with an expression that one would liken to a hobo upon stealing a subway sandwich.
Everyone, for some strange reason, all felt immense anger at Hermione for upsetting the beautiful Amii so greatly. All of them fought and trampled each other to grab at her and promptly shove the brunette out of the cabin, sending numerous spells at the stupid bitch who only wanted to ruin Amii's perfect reputation because she could never be as cool as her.
When they had shut the door of the train compartment, Draco turned back to his girlfriend and wrapped his arms around her pretty skinny enough to be anorexic shoulders in comfort.
"Don't listen to anything that whore says Amii," He soothed, his voice clearly showing how much he cared for the not-penis-having girl so that everyone knew it wasn't just a fling that had started randomly because Amii wanted it to happen. "You're perfect and you've never done anything wrong."
The auburn haired girl stopped crying her diamond tears and, despite Ron's disappointment, she spread her rosy lips into a brilliant smile sending tears of happiness (or quite possibly tears from the sheer brightness of it) into everyone's eyes as they cheered.
"Oh, you guys!" She gushed, giggling happily as her hair began to flow behind her again, "You're the bestest friends a wonderful, genius, creative, attractive person like me could ever have… Or wait, no. I'm too good for you…" She pouted but the smile soon returned in full force as she shrugged nonchalant, "Ah, well at least I can grace you all with my presence!"
Harry looked down trodden at her slight disappointment and spoke up, "But Amii, isn't there anything we could do to make things even better?"
"Well," She stroked her sexy chin thoughtfully, "There is one thing…" The raven haired girl lifted her eyebrows suggestively and everyone got the hint.
All of a sudden a gong sounded from out of nowhere as the fast beats of a techno song began to play.
"Test your might…"
The compartment darkened but was soon illuminated by many multi-colored lights that flashed rapidly and moved about the small cabin.
"Mortal Kombat!" Harry yelled at the top of his voice, which sounded irregularly deep. The beat picked up as everyone within the cabin began to dance at high speeds, forming a circle around Amii who was dancing way better than all the others. Her sexy, well coordinated, graceful movements made Harry and the others look like legless sacks of unattractive flesh having seizures on the ground.
And so it was with the lights going funky, the music playing at full blast, and everyone dancing and having fun (except Hermione that fucking bitch who was sitting outside by herself) that Amii spent her time on the Hogwarts Express until she arrived at school.