Crazy trouble with love part 6

Gwendolyn and Harry

Series: Harry Potter

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-Hogsmeade Station-

It was a dark night as the train brought its passengers to the station, with many students already getting out and leaving only a few students inside the actual train itself.

Inside Malfoy was trying to get his stuff off from the luggage rack.

"Gah! Damn it!" He grunted while trying to get it down. "Ow! This is way too heavy!" 'Every year, every damn year it gets heavier and heavier! I'm a pureblood not a worker!'

Right now his lackeys Crabbe and Goyle weren't here which made it all the more worse.

He grunted even more while the luggage moved slightly before getting stuck on a hook. "Damn it!"

That was when part of his luggage landed on his head, which was his book on the history of monsters and witches, the complete one hundred and fifty six volume edition textbook.

CRASH!

Which was EXTREMELY heavy!

"Ow! Bloody fucking hell!" He cried out in pain before glaring at the luggage as he pulled out his wand. "That's it! Wingardium Leviosa!"

However he said it too fast and caused the spell to break in a green flash that exploded all over the area and broke the wand itself. He hissed and dropped the pieces while the green flashes dispersed all around the seats, wall, and floor.

"Bloody hell, that was my best wand too." Malfoy growled while the magic started to enter every corner of the train visa communication lines. "Now how am I supposed to do anything?!"

Creak.

WOOOWOOO!

"Damn it!" he rushed out and off the train while scowling. "Great, now I'll have to have father get me a new one."

As the boy left, he didn't notice that the smoke was beginning to turn a green color.

(A few minutes later)

Some deer moved by as the train continued to whistle loudly into the night, making its smoke appear like a great thundercloud of burned coal.

WOOOOWOOOO!

Creak, creak.

However that was when something strange occurred. The insides were starting to glow on and off. The train itself began to glow as well from the outside as the stream began to cover it like a fog.

WOOO….Woooo….woooo….wooo.

The noise died down as the bright green glow became as bright as a lighthouse lantern. Any deers ahead of the track ran off while the train shook slightly.

After a while, sparks started to appear on the rails as the sound of crunching wood and metal was heard along with the apparent crackling of embers. They raised across the wheels while the smoke turned completely green. That was when the sounds started to turn more animal like, then sounding like a person in pain, and then screaming like a banshee on steroids.

"AHHHHH!" Screamed a woman's voice from inside while the cloud of smoke started to dissipate. As this was happening, we find out who the screaming person was as part of the train's wheels and compartments started to move deep into the woman's skin like some macabre artwork.

It was a short woman with long red hair, light tanned skin, black eyes with a hint of dark ring around her eyes, a C cup chest, a large ass, and currently wearing nothing at all as the wheels began to push against her body, making blood ooze out as it slowly became bone and skin as the compartments became the woman's spinal column.

She was groaning and screaming while more and more of the train went into her as her body literally formed on the spot.

"AHHHH!" She screamed for the final time as the caboose began to enter her body and formed her torso and hips. She panted and breathed heavily while sweat went down her back. "Ah...ah….pain…"

She looked around and blinked. "Huh….I can...breath?" she patted herself and went wide eyed. "I….I feel soft...and...I feel so light." She slowly stood up while stumbling around a little. "I can….talk. I'm alive?! Wait...why am I alive after one hundred and sixty four years?!"

She looked around and carefully walked on the gravel while shivering when a cold wind came by. "Brrr, why is it so cold? It was never this cold before." She then shivered while slowly walking in a random direction.

Which happened to be the pathway through the forbidden forest and right to the castle itself.

(One long trek later)

The woman shivered with cold while covered in spider webs and leaves. 'Stupid spiders, stupid legs, stupid everything!' she sneezed while rubbing her arms. "Why can't my body get all the metal I was made out of? At least with that I could handle this temperature. Or maybe some coal, now that's what I need."

As she walked out of the forest, she noticed a small hut with some pumpkins around it as a covered bridge was seen a few feet away from it. "Maybe I can get some coal there?" She said while walking towards it, only to see a figure near the window and paled. 'Nope!'

"Alright, just gotta separate the meals for those critters or else they might get pretty cranky." Hagrid said while noticing a woman near the window, who ducked under in fear for some reason. "Must be one of the students."

'Please don't let him see me, I don't like being seen without my metal!' she thought feeling naked and rushed around the side just as Hagrid popped his head out.

"Ello? Anyone out there?"

She panted before moving slowly away and ran to the only place that might hide her.

The castle.

(Later)

Inside Hogwarts, we find the woman sneaking around corners while trying to find something to keep her warm, which was hard given there wasn't any curtains or tarps anywhere in the facility. She also felt more naked due to all the magical paintings that stared if they got an eyeful.

"Who is she?" Asked one painting while holding a candle.

"No idea." Spoke a man with a lion near his legs. "But she's bloody indecent."

The woman looked around before seeing a woman in a dress. "Wow that's one fat woman."

"I beg your pardon." she frowned while holding a glass. "Just who are you young lady? And what are you doing stark naked?"

"Um, I'm the 4-6-0 Hall Class steam locomotive model number GWR 5900." She said while looking slightly confused. "Or the Hogwarts Express by the young folk, and I have no idea."

The Fat Lady looked confused before frowning. "Really, a young lady shouldn't make up such stories, especially in her birthday suit."

She frowned. "I'm not making it up, and I've been around since 1830, and you look like a fat paint job some random street artist would make."

"Oh, why I never!"

The woman looked around before saying. "Just what do you even do? Make fun of people's misfortunes?"

"Of course not! I'll have you know I have a wonderful singing voice, just watch." she cleared her throat and gave out a note before tapping the glass against the side making it break and looked surprised. "Ooh! See?"

"...that's nothing." She said before taking a deep breath, which caused a smoke stack to appear on her back, before releasing it. "AHHHHHHH!"

SHATTER!

WOOOWOOO!

The Fat Lady and every other painting around covered their ears as the sound echoed all over.

This caused a few students and teachers to jump a little as the sound stopped suddenly.

"There." She panted as the smoke stack painful returned into her back. "Gah! T-The pain!"

The Fat Lady uncovered her ears and looked at the woman. "That was….impossible."

She looked up. "Believe me now fatty?"

"Hmph! Even if I do that's no reason to be so...rude!"

"Then help me here." She growled. "I need someplace to hide and get dressed."

"And why would I help you after calling me fat?"

"It was the truth, you are fat." She deadpanned as she heard some footsteps coming towards her. "Come on! Please open up!"

"I don't think so."

She frowned. "Why?! Do I have to beg here?!"

"You need a password."

"...what?! Thats bloody poppycock!"

"No password, no entrance."

The woman glared before saying a random word. "Fortuna Major Faticus!"

The Fat Lady rolled her eyes before the door slowly opened. "Fine, but when the password changes I'm not telling."

She ran inside while it closed behind her. 'What a rude painting.' She then noticed she was entering a room with a fireplace and some chairs.

That and a few students were talking to one another.

She stopped and ducked behind a chair. 'Bloody hell! Now how am I supposed to get decent now?!'

"Did you hear that noise?" Asked one student.

"It sounded like a banshee."

"Nah, it sounded like Snape."

The woman slowly moved her head out from behind the corner.

Only for a redhead to take notice. "Huh? Ginny? Is that you?"

"EEP!" she jumped before ducking back under.

"Ginny, you can come out."

"Um Ron." Said girl said from behind him. "I'm right here."

He jumped and turned. "Oi!"

"Who are you talking to?"

Ron turned to the corner and blinked. "There was a girl over there.

'Please don't let him find me!' She thought while not knowing that a brown haired girl and a boy with black hair was walking behind her. 'I'm not yet decent!'

When the two did notice her they went wide eyed with the girl covering her and the boy's eyes.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

"AHH!" She screamed while stumbling into the room. "Bloody hell!"

That's when the students saw her and gaped making her run up one of the staircases.

SLAM!

"Ron." Spoke the brown haired girl. "What's going on?"

"I have no idea." He said as Ginny tried opening the door.

"Can you open up?"

"No! I'm still indecent!"

"That's putting it mildly." muttered the black haired boy with a blush.

(A few minutes later)

"Please get out of there."

"No! I'm trying to get these….pink bloomers on? Ok who's this Ginny person?"

"Hey get out of my underwear!"

"Sorry!"

"When's professor McGonagall showing up?" whispered the black haired boy to the brown haired girl.

"Any minute now, Harry." She said while said professor walked in.

"Alright, what's going on? What's this I hear about some naked student?"

The students pointed to the door as Ginny knocked on it again.

"No! I'm not getting out until I'm decent! Ugh this was much better with metal plates."

McGonagall walked up and banged on it. "Young lady open up."

"No!" She yelled out. "I'm still changing in here!"

"Just open up!"

Some rustling occurred while some cabinets were smashed for some reason.

"What was that?"

"Nothing, just my OW! Wheels getting caught on a Hermione Granger's skirt, bloody hell that hurt!"

"Professor, please get her out of there." Hermione said with a groan.

"I'm coming in young lady."

Said girl finished putting on a robe, on the wrong end and caused her skirt to fall off. "Just a minute!"

"Alohomora."

Click.

The door opened as McGonagall stormed in.

"Eep! Hey I was still putting on this bra on!" She said while holding a pinkish red bra.

"Young lady! I demand an explanation, now."

She covered her chest. "What? I'm trying to get decent!"

"I mean just who are you? I don't recognize you from the sorting."

She frowned while putting the bra on. "Look, I'm just trying to figure out what happened to me. I mean one minute I'm at the tracks and the next I'm naked and running from killer spiders."

McGonagall grabbed her by the wrist and dragged her out. "We're going to have a talk with the headmaster about this."

"Hey let go!" She yelled while the students just watched in confusion.

The black haired boy looked at Hermione. "Isn't that your robe?"

(Later)

The girl looked around while feeling like she was in big shit right now, especially when she was looking at the strange bird like creature in the corner.

"Caw."

"Um….hello?" She called out. "Is anyone here? I think the….owl is underweight."

"Actually Fawkes here is a phoenix." spoke an elderly man walking out in glittering robes.

"...looks like an owl." She said while looking at him. "And who are you?"

"Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts."

"Never heard of you." She said. "And I've been around for one hundred and sixty four years."

"Caw."

"Hmm, you do seem different than a regular student, what is your name?"

She deadpanned. "I'm the 4-6-0 Hall Class steam locomotive model number GWR 5900, or Hogwarts Express as you guys called me after stealing me in 1830." She frowned. "It was a dick move you know."

He blinked while popping a lemon drop in his mouth while letting that sink in.

She blinked. "Got any coal? I'm starving for some, and that's weird saying that."

"Caw."

"Hey is the owl made of coals?"

"Oh no, Fawkes can come back to life when he dies in a burst of flames, but he certainly isn't made of coal."

She turned to it before walking towards it and poked it. "Huh, didn't expect that. And here I thought that owls were just annoying birds."

RIP!

"Gah!" She cried out as a smoke stack appeared on her neck. "Bloody hell! That hurts!"

Dumbledore's eyes widened while standing up. "Wait, hold still."

She did so while groaning. "Just hurry, this hurts like bloody hell!"

WOOWOO!

He held his wand up and waved it before it glowed along with her.

The smoke stack slowly glowed before painfully returning into her body.

'Bloody fucking hell!'

"Seems you are right, but what I don't understand is how you managed to obtain a human form."

She stiffened while cracking her neck. "Ow, I really don't know. One minute I wasn't alive, the next minute I'm naked and getting chased by spiders." She looked at him. "Question, What's going to happen to me?"

"I'm unsure, after all we still need your help getting from here to Hogsmeade."

"But I might get hurt, and I don't like it." She frowned.

"Well, I'll ask the Ministry's opinion next time I visit."

"And tell them to stop taking trains, it's like bloody kidnapping you know." she crossed her arms. "Do you know how much of a mess it gets inside?"

"I wouldn't know."

"Well it gets everywhere, my coal box is still covered in the damn stuff you sprinkle on me." She frowned. "And I haven't gotten any REAL coal since you stole me in 1830, just that 'magic' coal."

"I apologize for that."

She rolled her eyes. "So where am I going to rest? And are you going to put me in the shed?"

"Perish the thought, you're going to stay here until this matter is sorted out."

"So….I'm a 'student' now? But I'm not a 'magic' person."

"Not to worry, I'll just mention how you have a small core, in which you're mostly here for the more fundamental education rather than the practice of it."

"...as long as I get coal, I'm good." She said with a nod.

"Caw."

"And can I have the owl?"

"No."

"Damn." She huffed.

(Later on)

The woman looked at the entire school body before waving. "Hi, names….Gwendolyn Wiste Excelia and sorry about sneaking around naked."

Everyone muttered while some of the students at Gryffindor didn't seem that bothered, mostly the boys.

"And um…" she looked around. "I have a weak core that sometimes does this." She gulped before making her hand into a piston and wheel. "Gah! T-T-That….ow." 'The pain!'

That made them really muttered while she managed to put it back into her body.

"Ow, my parents said I was hit by a train as a baby." She said in pain. "So they kinda used magic to suck the train's 'magic' into me. And as you can see." She couldn't contain her pain. "AH! BLOODY HELL THAT HURTS!" 'FUCK!'

"What a mouth." Ron muttered. "Even worse than Hermione's on her time of the month."

SLAP!

"OW!" He yelled out.

"Trat." She muttered while Gwendolyn looked around and sat next to her.

"Um hi." She said nervously. "Still sore about earlier?"

"Taking my underwear? Yes."

"Ha ha ha….yeah sorry." She said while looking away. "My bad, but I have to admit, your bra is comfy."

"Don't just say it out loud." she blushed.

Gwendolyn looked at Harry and blinked.

"Yes?"

"You look cute." She admitted. "And your name is?"

"Harry Potter."

"...never heard of you."

"How the heck can you not? He's the kid who lived." remarked Ron.

"Don't people live all the time?" She asked with confusion. 'So weird, maybe it's a term for magic user?'

"He stopped the dark lord as a baby."

"...eh?"

"You know."

"...you're losing me here."

"The one who fought against you-know-who."

"Who?"

"Can't say."

She raised an eyebrow while looking very lost. "Um…..eh?"

"It's complicated." whispered Harry.

Gwendolyn nodded. "So um...your ok? I mean you saw me in a very….precarious situation."

He blushed at the memory. "L-Let's just ignore it, welcome to Hogwarts."

"Thanks." She chuckled. "And are you Gryffindor or Slytherin? I kinda forgot."

"The robes are Gryffindor, didn't they tell you?" asked Hermione.

"I wasn't paying attention." She admitted before saying. "But I'd like to join if you want."

"It's up to the Sorting Hat." spoke Harry.

"Oh." She said before getting called up and walked to the hat. 'It looks so….ugly.' she sat on the chair while the hat covered her eyes.

"...Gryffindor and Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw too, you seem to have all but none of the traits at the same time. Decisions decisions."

'Just put me in the same one as that cute looking boy.'

'I see, what a strange train.' "Gryffindor!"

She smiled as the hat was taken off and walked back over before taking her spot again.

"Looks like you're in." Harry chuckled.

"Yep." She said before moving a little closer to him. "So want to be friends?" 'Wow he's cuter up close.'

"Sure." He said as Gwendolyn gave him a hug.

"Great! Then we can hug when you get lonely."

He blushed at the sudden move while seeing Fred and George snicker.

'What's with her?' Ginny thought in annoyance. 'She's not supposed to hug him! That's my job.'

'I hope I don't turn back while hugging him.' Gwendolyn thought while internally gulping as the screen went black. 'Oh well, I just want to hug him!'