GUYS GUESS WHAT I'M NOT DEAD :D

So sorry for the huge delay, school is eating me alive at the moment, and it took me awhile to get the motivation to write a chapter XD


Chapter 6: Thestrals

"I don't get it." Peter raised his eyebrow. "Why can't you tell us about your family?"

"It's complicated." Gamora said quickly. "And I don't like talking about it."

Rocket groaned. "Come on Gamora. If Quill can tell us about his mother dying and being raised by a bunch of idiots then I'm pretty sure you can tell us about your family too."

Gamora glared at him. Of all the things that could be brought up in a conversation, they just had to talk about their families.

Gamora and Nebula's father was a horrible man, and he made them suffer on a daily basis. That was not something that you just mention on a train ride to Hogwarts.

But of course, she had to make friends with the most stubborn students in the school, who won't take no for an answer.

"Look, I'm not telling you guys anything about my family. Ask again and I swear ill curse you."

Rocket was about to say something, but he was cut off by the train's screeching as it rolled into the station.

Gamora left the compartment as soon as possible before anyone had the chance to ask her any questions.

As soon as she left the compartment, though, she was in a crowd of students trying to leave the station, and had to slow down. Soon, Peter and the rest of her friends caught up to her.

"Look, Gamora, if it really bothers you that much to talk about it, you don't have to. Right, guys?"

Everyone except Peter looked like they wanted to argue, but they still nodded.

"Fine. Whatever." Rocket grumbled.

The group moved with the crowd through the station. This time, however, instead of following Hagrid like they did in their first year, they followed the crowd moving in the other direction, towards the carriages that will bring them to the Hogwarts castle.

Suddenly Peter, who was walking in front of Gamora, froze.

Gamora ran into Peter, and was about to yell at him before she saw what he was staring at.

They were huge, black, creatures, with wings that resembled bats. They were standing in front of the carriages, ready to pull them.

"What are those?" Peter asked Gamora. She shook her head. She had no idea.

"What are you two staring at? Move. We don't have all day." Rocket shoved past them. Drax and Mantis followed him, not seeming to see the creatures.

Gamora looked around. Only a few other students seemed to care about the black things. Gamora narrowed her eyes. Something was off. Why were there only a few students who were reacting to the creatures?

Peter turned to Gamora. "I'm not insane, right? They are really there?"

"No, Peter, you aren't insane…"

"Hey! Idiots!" Rocket yelled from a carriage. "If you don't get in soon, we are going to leave without you!"

Gamora glared at Rocket before climbing into the carriage with the rest of her friends.

Eventually, after everyone had gotten into carriages, the black creatures started to move and pull the carriages towards Hogwarts.

"Do you guys know what those things are that are pulling the carriages?" Peter asked the others.

Rocket rolled his eyes. "What are you talking about Quill? There is nothing out there."

After the sorting ceremony finished, Gamora asked the Slytherins at her table if they could see the creatures that pulled the carriages. Almost nobody said yes, except for two girls at her table, Natasha Romanoff and Wanda Maximoff.

Nobody seemed to know what they were, either.

"This is so weird!" Peter said once she told him. "Nobody I asked could see them."

"Yeah. It's weird." Gamora shrugged.

"That settles it."

"What?"

"We're gonna find out what those things are! Duh!"

Gamora rolled her eyes. "Peter, It's fine. You don't need to get so worked up over it."

"Gammyyyyyyy" Peter whined. "Can't you have fun just this once and help me? If you don't, I will keep calling you Gammy until you agree."

"How about if you don't stop calling me that then I will curse you?"

"You wouldn't do that. You like me too much."

"Really? Want to bet on that?"

"You won't."

"… Fine. I'll go."

"Yay!"

Peter took Gamora's hand and ran, pulling her with him.

Peter burst through the doors to the library. "So." Peter turned to Gamora. "Where are the books on magical creatures?"

"They're in the- wait." Gamora narrowed her eyes at Peter. "How do you not know your way around the library? Don't you come here to study?"

Peter laughed nervously. "Well, ummm… Yeah that's a lie."

"Are you serious?!" Gamora yelled. Some students looked up from the books they were reading. "Peter, you know we need to study for our classes!"

"Ugh, fine." Peter moaned. "We can study later."

Gamora sighed and led Peter to the books on magical creatures.

"You can look for information on the black things here. I'll be in the Slytherin common room if you need me."

"Why can't you stay?"

"I'm tired."

"That hasn't stopped you from doing things before."

Gamora sighed. "Fine. I'll stay for twelve more minutes."

Peter raised an eyebrow. "Why twelve?"

Gamora shrugged. "I don't know, it's just the first number to come to mind."

"Huh." Peter started to look at the spines of the books on the shelf. "Weird."

"So." Gamora walked up behind Peter. "Do you have any information on the black things or were you just winging it?"

"I thought I would know the book I need when I see it."

Gamora smirked. "What, so there's just going to be a book with 'Peter read this' on the cover?"

"Maybe. You never know."

Gamora shook her head before helping Peter to look for books. "Maybe you should try to find books that have creatures related to Hogwarts. They were pulling the carriages, so they must be owned by the school."

"okay." Peter was about to pull out a book before someone cleared their throat behind them. Gamora and Peter turned. It was a Ravenclaw student with brown hair about their age.

"Are you talking about Thestrals?"

Peter perked up. "Are those the things that pulled the carriages?"

The student smiled, liking the attention. "Yeah. They pull the carriages. They're really cool, right?"

"Do you know why others can't see them?"

The student's smile faltered. Gamora and Peter exchanged a glance.

"Is something wrong?"

The student shook his head. "No. Nothing is wrong."

"So… why can't other people see them?"

The student hesitated, and for a second Gamora was sure he wasn't going to say anything, but the student sighed and answered.

"Because you can only see them when you have been touched by death."


A.N.

The reason most of the characters can't see the Thestrals is because they might not have been touched by death when they were 12, if anyone is wondering.

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