Authors Note: Hi! Sorry I didn't leave a note in the last chapter; I forgot. Well, this is my first story, and well….Is it good? By the way, her name is Emily-Lee so EL is her nickname. It's pronounced as Elle.
And I forgot to mention she has fishnet gloves with black and white stripes and black nails.
Hope you like this chapter!
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Keith and EL arrived at the station 15 minutes before the train was meant to leave.
Emily got out of the car and immediately walked to platforms nine and ten. Keith just drove off without saying goodbye.
The letter she got from the headmaster said she had to walk through a wall to get on the platform. As Emily got there she saw a boy with white-blonde hair arguing with his parents.
"Mother, Father, I am not six years old anymore. You can't control my life!" And with that he disappeared with his trolley into the barrier.
Emily followed suit and saw that same boy talking to two big stupid looking guys about his age.
She walked on by, her head down trying not to attract attention.
The blonde haired boy saw her and yelled after EL, "Hey, wait up!"
She hated attention and was extremely happy there wasn't anyone but them and her on the platform. She didn't want to stop and waste time being noticed when she could be on the train and being ignored.
The boy run after her and stepped in front of her preventing Emily from going further.
"Why didn't you stop? I am the Slytherin Prince after all." He said with an air of importance.
EL looked up and saw he was pretty cute. "Prince? You don't look like a prince?" She said and looked behind her to see the two guys, slowly following. The blondes voice made her turn toward him again.
"Well I am a prince: the best prince. Draco Malfoy and you are?" He asked offering his hand.
Emily looked at it then looked at the train. "Nice to meet you. If you'd excuse me, I have to get on the train." And with that EL turned on her heel and jumped into a compartment and locked the world outside.
Draco was stunned. He just got ditched by a girl. That never happened. He walked away, steaming mad.
Emily drew the blinds on the windows so no one could see in. She liked to be alone, in her own world.
After about five minutes people started to appear on the platform. Emily peered out of the window to see people laughing and chattering happily with their friends.
She turned away from the window with tears in her eyes. She wiped them away with the back of her hand.
Things would be different this year. People wouldn't call her emo and avoid her like the plague. She wouldn't be weak all the time. She would have a friend or two. Things would be different. A good different.
EL took out "Anne of Green Gables" and her mp3 player and listened to the same song as this morning while reading.
Five minutes later the train started moving and there was a knock at the compartment door. Emily stood up took off her headphones, and peeked through the blinds on the door to see who it was.
Draco Malfoy, the blonde from before, stood there looking peeved.
Emily opened the door a little bit and asked, "Yes?"
Draco smiled and replied, "You might recognize me from earlier. You never told me your name. I was wondering if you could tell me what it was." He asked in a very sweet voice. EL could tell that the voice was fake.
"Yes, I do recognize you but no, I won't tell you my name. You might be a prince but you aren't on a need to know bases in this case. Good Bye!" She exclaimed about to shut the door.
Draco put his foot in it so she couldn't.
"I don't know where you're from but here, you treat your superiors with respect, you filthy mud blood. I asked you your name and you will tell me it!" said icily.
That was it. Emily opened the door and leaned on the frame.
"You wanted to know my name? Well here it is" She kicked him where the sun doesn't shine. "My name isn't of importance. It's the attitude that you need to know about!" She kneed him in the face while he was bent over. Now everyone was in the hall watching Malfoy getting beat up by a girl.
"When I first ditched you, I thought you'd be smart and leave me alone. Obviously not. Now, never come near me again. Oh, and by the way, I'm a pureblood. Respect YOUR superiors!" She exclaimed as she stepped on his hand.
Malfoy scurried away and Emily looked up to see all eyes on her. Some looked at her in awe of what she had done; some looked at her in shock in how she was dressed.
She looked to her left to se a guy with black hair and green eyes and glasses.
"Ummmm…Are you alone in that compartment." He asked nervously. EL gave him a curt nod and he continued.
"Can we join you…there are no other ones left." He nodded to two people behind him.
Emily sighed and nodded once more before turning on her heel and entering the compartment again. She sat down, her bag beside her and pulled her headphones on again, now listening to Only Difference by Panic! At the Disco.
The black haired boy entered with a redhead boy and a brunette girl and they loaded their luggage on the racks.
The girl asked EL something and she paused her music.
"Are you from North America?" she repeated as her and her friends sat down.
Emily nodded then eyed the three of them.
"OH, we haven't introduced ourselves yet have we. I'm Hermione, that's Ron, and that's Harry. What's your name?" She asked curiously.
EL shrugged and looked at the blinds.
The three exchanged confused looks then began talking amongst themselves. She ignored them and turned on her music.
EL sat staring at the three of them talk. She noticed Hermione talked to Ron differently then Harry. With Ron she talked like she wanted desperately for him to understand something. She likes him. When she talked to Harry she talked like he was on his deathbed; like he would drop dead any moment. In her eyes, there was love and concern along with a look of great wit.
Ron talked to Harry the same way Hermione did and talked to Hermione the same way she talked to him. He likes her too. Strange. Ron had envy, a passion to prove himself and fear in his eyes.
Emily couldn't figure out anything about Harry though. He kept staring at her, and you couldn't analyze someone while they focused on only one thing.
It unnerved EL to have someone stare at her. She was supposed to do the staring.
That's another reason why she had no friends. She analyzed people and things and it creeped people out.
After a while a witch with a trolley of food came by. Emily got up and picked out a few things then summoned the money from her bag and gave it to the witch and sat back down.
Before she turned off her mp3 because her ears were hurting.
"How'd you do that?" Ron asked incredously.
"What?" she asked, speaking for the first time. She bought food. Big deal. He did too.
"You have a pretty voice." Harry said dreamily. Emily just gave him a weird look while Ron clubbed him over the head.
"You didn't use a wand. You just did wand less magic!" Hermione exclaimed. "So?" EL asked.
"No students have been able to manage that before. Other then accidental magic of course!" Hermione replied.
They were all staring at her like she had a third eye as EL said,
"I've never used a wand. I do it all by hand. It's quite easy actually. Can we not talk about this anymore? Please?" Emily asked quietly.
"Fine. Can you at least tell us your name?" Ron asked.
EL shook her head and began to slowly munch on a licorice wand.
"Ok then…Can we open the blinds" Harry asked softly.
She glanced at him and nodded slowly. When he opened them she noticed a castle looming overhead. Hello Hogwarts!
-----Disclaimer-----Harry Potter is J.K's, NOT MINE!