A/N: Hey, guess who's back! Yeah… I'm soooo sorry! I have no idea how to make it up to you, so here is another chapter! Thank you all for messaging me, I love it! On another note, before we begin…. I've noticed that a guest left a review for me… by the name of Tem…. I don't know how many of you, know Undertale (an awesome game!), but… Ì just have to say that I love you, whoever you are! You're amazing! Thanks again for all the wonderful reviews and all of you, who left suggestions for new curse words! They were so cool!

Chapter 5: The Murderous Wand:

The day had finally come. Karkat stood in front of the brick wall between the platforms nine and ten. He drew in a deep breath and stepped through the wall, followed by his brother, babysitter and said babysitter's two girls, Damara and Aradia, where they was greeted by a huge, red train, named "The Hogwarts Express" and a horde of wizards, witches and their younglings.

"See you later, kiddoes. Have a nice year and remember to give everybody a good dose of pranking, or I'll disown you both!" Droog said to his daughters and laughed at the end, which sounded a bit mad, while the parents closest to them gave him a disgruntled look and took a few steps away, dragging their children with them, muttering under their breaths. Damara and Aradia sighed and nudged their father with their elbows in each side of his ribs.

"Stop being such a moron, dad!" Damara ordered, while Droog chuckled at her antics. She was finally speaking English, but Karkat thought that it would only continue in classes. Outside of them…. Well… nobody would have any real chance of understanding her…. Except for Aradia perhaps…

"Do I hear a fellow prankster?" a female voice asked and an older girl emerged from the crowd, looking old enough to be in one of her last years at Hogwarts. She was a bit chubby, but it suited her and she had a big, mischievous smile, firmly on her lips. Even with her completely blue-dressed style, which matched her eyes, it was obvious, this was a girl you had better stay away from, or else you could wake up one morning with rainbow-coloured hair.

"A pleasure to meet you, Miss. And yes, I am indeed a pranker, but sadly; none of my children have inherited those of my genes," Droog answered with a mock-disappointed shake of his head, while wiping an imaginary tear away.

"Allow me to introduce myself; Jane Crocker to your service and humiliation!" she hold out her arms to her sides and gave a bow. Karkat recognized the name as Mr. Goof Mcfoolian English's twin sister. He wondered why they had different last names. It was most likely due some inter-family stuff, that wouldn't concern him, even if it crawled up his ass and puked. That is, if he ever cared enough to ask.

"Diamond Droog, and these are my lovely girls, Damara and Aradia Megido. The two brats are Kankri and Karkat Vantas. Those are not mine, and I will not be held responsible for whatever they do, unless it's pranks, of course." Karkat and Damara shoot Droog death glares, while Kankri looked offended and Aradia just smiled softly and shook her head. It seemed like even Aradia was excited about today too, otherwise, she would normally daydream about adventures and hidden treasures, and nobody would be able to get any response out of her, yet here she was, communicating with the world around her and responding to their words and actions. Karkat was so proud.

They heard a warning whistle from the train, and Droog shooed the children away, Jane Crocker disappeared into the crowd, probably trying to find her parents and give a last goodbye, while the four Hogwarts students quickly grabbed their trunks, boarded the train and headed off to find a compartment, with a last wave at the imbecilic babysitter/father.

Damara found some dorm mates of hers and dragged Kankri after her, saying something about letting his poor brother find his own friends and to be more social. Whomever the last comment were meant for, only she knew and left the two first years on their own in their hunt for a place to sit.

Not so long after, they found a compartment filled with first years (recognized with their still blank ties), but with only one empty seat. Not knowing, when they would find another seat, Aradia shrugged in apology, before entering.

Just before he left, Karkat noted the five other children inside; one was a tall, sweating boy with far too showing muscles for an eleven year old and broken sunglasses (why anyone would wear such things would be a mystery to Karkat); a girl with long, black hair, a mischievous smirk and a young Acromantula on her shoulder, which seemed to bother everybody else in the compartment, except for herself. Beside her was a small, nervous boy with a mohawk, who was looking through his trunk and robe pockets frantically. The two last children were Jade and John from the bookstore. Karkat walked briskly past the other compartments in order to not be seen; he really didn't want another "talk" like the one in Flourish and Blotts. He didn't know that he had already been noticed.

~naknaknak~

Finally, almost at the end of the train, he found empty compartment, which was rather weird, when you thought about all the other full ones and all the children on the train, but perhaps the train was just magical that way? Karkat had only just stepped inside, when he tripped on something long, round and thin, and fell face first onto the floor.

"Fucking piece of shit!" he raged, while pulling himself to his feet to look closer at the pencil-alike thing, he had fallen over.

"Shitting, bloody, murderous wand of an unborn, immobile object!" he yelled as he picked said wand up, but when he didn't recognize it as his own, that was still in his pocket, he placed the wand on the opposite seat. After that was done, he pulled out a book and then put his trunk away. He spend the next moments, trying to focus on the words, while fuming and throwing insults all the way. It took a few minutes, before he had calmed enough to actually read the sentences in the book, without having to read them trice.

Karkat didn't know how long, he had been buried in the book, when the door slid open, it could have been everything from five minutes to five hours.

Karkat looked reluctant away from his book to see, who the newcomer was, but the minute he recognized the boy, he went back to his book about Defence Against the Dark Arts, not wanting to face the other boy. It was something better avoided, if he could, or else Karkat would probably have another rage fit within minutes.

"Karkat, right?" the boy asked and shifted nervously from foot to foot. Karkat huffed in response.

"I… uh… can I sit here? There is full everywhere else." Yeah right! Because it's not like you just had a seat! Filthy liar.

"Huh, that's funny. I thought that you had a really nice seat with your cousin, but I was apparently wrong. My eyes mustn't have worked properly, when I passed. I really should get them fixed, because I can't really go around and make assumptions about people, can I?"

John seemed to be even more nervous, as he deflated in on himself, but in the end, he reached his hand out for Karkat.

"I think we got off wrong, so let's try again. My name is John Egbert. I'm trying to avoid Jade; she is also a first year like me, but really weird. You?" the insecure, lopsided grin he flashed was slowly, but steady getting on Karkat's nerves.

Karkat frowned, but agreed anyway, while rolling his eyes. Egbert was right. They had come off the wrong foot, or maybe it was just Jake Frigging English's fault, so in the end he grasped the hand and shook it firmly once and let go.

"Karkat Vantas. I'm a big asshat and currently, I'm hoping that my brother will not find me before the year ends, but neither of us ever get our wishes granted. That's how life is, deal with it, you assnugget." While greeting the other boy, Karkat had noticed the appearing of a young girl, dressed in green, one Jade Harley. How life is just full of joy and happiness.

"Nice to meet you Karkat. We really didn't have the time for a real greeting earlier, did we?" she asked cheerful and startled John in the progress.

"No, we didn't, and I don't give a living shit about it. Now; bye!" Karkat snarled and to be honest, he just wanted to be alone. Yes, John had (in his own pathetic way) tried to apologize for his older cousin's behaviour, and Jade seemed nice, but Karkat already knew, that the moment, Jake saw them talking together, he would either put an end to it or make John and Jade see the world from his view. Why not just end the friendship, before it started? Besides, Would Karkat even want to be friends with two pieces of sunshine that seemed to shit rainbows? Not-bloody-likely!

On the other hand, Karkat was sure that John already would get a lot of friends (he was just like that), so why would he need Karkat?

"Hey! How can you be such an asshole?! Come John, we're leaving!" Jade walked angrily out, followed by a reluctant John, who frowned at Karkat's behaviour. Bye friendship! It was nice, almost seeing you there!

Once again, Karkat's thoughts were clouded and confusing. Firstly, he really wanted a friend. John, despite his cheerfulness, seemed all right, but secondly, something told him that it would just be best, if he didn't come any near the boy. He didn't know how, but something told him that the friendship would be frowned upon. Not that he would care, but that didn't stop the new thoughts. It was like… something inside him, tried to guide him, despite him wanting the complete opposite.

~naknaknak~

Once more, the door opened, but it was neither John nor Jade, but instead, the boy with the Mohawk and a really tall kid with long, dark, messy hair, a far-away expression and…. clown paint?… on his face… What?

"Hey, uhh…have you seen a wand around here?" Mohawk asked, but avoided looking Karkat in the eyes. For some retarded reason or the other.

"Some older guys… stole it… and the Prefects can't summon it…" the boy continued

Karkat held up The Murderous Wand (as Karkat had just named it) and waved it back and forth to get the boy's attention.

"This one?" The boy nodded nervously, but with relief and eyed Karkat a bit suspiciously, as if he expected Karkat to mock him or break the wand. As Karkat had already had his fair share with bullies, he would never do something like that (unless they deserved it, of course).

Absorbed by those thoughts, Karkat got a shock, when the tall, lanky boy began to speak.

"Hey, little bro, didn't see you there! Did you also see the disappearing wall? My Da´ told me just to walk through, and I did, 'cause my Da's super smart! Suddenly the brick wall wasn't there anymore, instead there were soooo many people! And this train of course! It was like a miracle!" the boy rambled, while his eyes glanced over. He was probably far away, to the train station, long lost in his own fogged mind.

Karkat ignored him and rose up from his seat to hand the smaller boy the wand.

"Watch out, it's one fucked up, murderous wand." Karkat warned, which earned him a fearful stare from the Mohawk.

~naknak~

After the nice, little meeting with Clown and Mohawk (read: shitclustery of collision by asswipes), Karkat tried to return to his book, while trying to ignore the other two first years that still stood by door to his compartment

"WHAT IN THE GRUBEATING SHIT DO YOU WANT, YOU MUDSLINGERS?!" Karkat yelled and the strange clown-faced boy took it as an invitation to waltz right into his compartment. Well, it wasn't!

The other boy with the mohawk stumbled in after his friend, trying to grab his sleeve.

"I-I'm Tavros Nitram, um... by the way. And umm.. this, this is Gamzee Makara…" sigh… If another person steps in here, I will throw them so hard out of the window that the rest of the train will feel the ricochet. Gosh he hated people.

"Nice to meet you and your mentally hogtied mule. I'm Karkat Vantas, now please shut your trap, I'm trying to read this tree-corpse, as it is not yet possible to obtain information through osmosis." Karkat tried so hard to be polite, but Mohawk's… or Nitram's voice was so annoying that Karkat would rather claw off his own ears than spend the rest of the train ride with Mr. Mumble.

Karkat's speech got the desired effect as Nitram shut up immediately and his friend Gamzee Makara just kept staring out of the window. Karkat let out a breath of relief and went back to his book.

At this speed, you can just volunteer yourself to Slytherin by now, because that is where you will end, if you proceed at this road.

That thought made him stop, filling him with a sense of dread. Why was he thinking that? Where did the thought come from? But even if the thought's sudden declaration scared him, he was more scared about the content of the thought. Because it was true. If he was interested in the Dark Arts, he was almost a Slytherin, because the Dark Arts was bad, right? Dark magic was evil. Everybody said so, just like Slytherins was evil. And if so many people said the same thing, it had to be true, right?

"Eh, sorry, we'll just go… uhh.. thanks for finding my wand…" dumb and dumber finally left Karkat alone with his brewing thoughts. He let out a little sigh. It didn't deem like he was going to be friends with the Makara kid, so Kankri could calm his shit down already.

"Is it just me, or does it feel like, this train ride have lasted an entire year?!" he groaned and placed his head in his hands.

A/N: and here you met or saw some of the other characters, I hope you liked it. :) Credits to Berlin for the 'Mudslinger' and 'mentally hogtied mule' insults, and InkMango the FABULOUS for ' assnugget' THANK YOU! I still have a few insults, but I will wait with them until future chapters. If I missed anyone, give me a shout out, and if anyone else want to give me suggestions for insults, or anything at all, you are welcome to do so!

Once again, I'm terribly sorry for the long wait. I'm an awful procrastinator who got no good excuses. I hope that you guys are still hanging on.

Until next time,

Over and out - TL