Sarah's POV-

"Wow, it's beautiful!" I shouted as I saw the train drive by a beautiful field. "I've never seen something so amazing!"
"Gee thanks, that makes me feel loads better," Brian teased, trying to get your attention away from the window. You had been looking at it the whole ride, that is, after going to change into your robes.
"So what house do you guys think you'll be in?" Jason asked.
"Slytheren, straight up," Sydney said as Krysty nodded in agreement.
"I agree, there's no way I'd get myself landed with the other houses," Amanda said looking like it was the obvious choice.
"What about you guys?" I asked, since the guys hadn't said anything yet.
"I don't know really, I mean, I don't think I'll be in Slytheren, but I don't think I'd be in Gryffindor either. I'm probably gonna be put in Ravenclaw, after all, I'm so incredibly smart," Gabe said, the last part looking at the people who had been in his group last year.
"You totally stole that from our play!" Hayden laughed, pointing out the obvious (though it was only obvious to 8 of the people there).
"Well its true!"
"Heh, you wish," I mumbled from my corner.
"At least I know where I might go."
"I never said I didn't," I said, knowing he was right.
"You never said you did either."
"Whatever," I sighed, looking back at the window. It's so much easier to think when nobody's around. I sighed again, trying to think of what this year was going to hold.
"Hey you guys wanna see a cool trick? I was taught how to do it when I got my letter," Amanda bragged, trying to get people to pay attention.
"Sure, why not," Syd said, looking uninterested. Amanda smirked, held up her hand and started waving it, and all of a sudden, a flame appeared, floating right above her palm.
"Amanda how the heck did you do that," Andrea asked, looking at her with both fear and amazement.
"My mom taught it to me, said that she thinks it'll help me in the future, whatever that means," she said as she rolled her eyes. It most likely will come in handy someday; I just hope she's still on my side when it is needed. I thought to myself.
"Wait a minute, aren't you 'spose to need a wand or a potion for pretty much any type of magic?" Zoë asked, looking somewhat confused.
"I think that's just something they said in the Harry potter books," Amanda dismissed it.
"No, because I've tried magic without my wand, and I wasn't able to do it," Zoë replied, looking very confused now.
"Well maybe you're just not that good at magic," Amanda offered, in a snobbish tone.
"No offense Zoë, but that might actually be true," Andrea whispered, hoping that only Zoë and Amanda heard it.
"Why do you say that?" I asked, curiosity written all over my face.
"Well, I don't really know how to explain it, I'd kinda have to show it, I guess," she said slowly, as if she wasn't sure about showing us.
"Tell ya what, you show us what you can do, I'll show you what I can do," Brian suggested, suddenly popping into the conversation.
"What and I 'spose you both can do magic without a wand too?" Amanda snapped.
"You'll have to wait and see, but I'm not showing what I can do unless she does," Brian responded calmly, nodding Andrea's way to indicate that she was who he was referring to.
"Fine, I'll show you. Look out the window, and wait, you'll see."We all looked out there, and it was as calm as before, suddenly, the trees started swaying noticably harder, showing that the wind was growing stronger. Eventually, it was blowing so hard that branches were flying off the trees.
"So you control the wind, aye?" Brian asked her, looking somewhat impressed.
"Yes, I can. Now I believe there is something for you to show us. Your turn," Andrea said as she sat down, looking proud of herself.
"Very well, does anyone have a water bottle I can borrow?" I handed him a water bottle and he removed the cap. Suddenly, he dropped the bottle, but the water hovered over where the bottle had been, moving as if it were still there. It then thinned out in to a small tube like shape, and started spiraling around our heads. "Get ready to catch it," he warned, even though we had no idea what he meant. The water then started forming what looked like a heart, with a base that would help it stand. It started crystallizing, and suddenly became solid. As soon as it was completely solid, it slowly lowered down into my hands, and suddenly became very heavy. "Well? What do you think?" he asked. We were all stunned.
"That was so beautiful, when did you learn how to do that?" Andrea asked softly, staring at the heart that still lied in my lap.
"Same way Amanda learned how to, my mum taught me," he said, smiling. "I don't suppose you guys notice a pattern in this, do you?" Zoë asked, looking somewhat serious.
"What do you mean by a pattern?" Andrea asked, looking worried.
"Well, you three seem to be the only people with 'special powers', and your also Sarah's closest friends," she explained.
"Actually, I don't think it's that," I whispered, thinking no one could hear me.
"Then what do you think it is? Because none of us know what it could possibly be that sets them apart from the rest of us," Sydney asked. By now everybody was paying attention, though most started listening/paying attention at about the time Brian showed us his magic.
"...I have my theories," I said, still talking quietly.
"And what exactly are those theories," Jason asked, looking at me concerned.
"Simply this. The death eaters are after us for some reason, I'm sure those powers have something to do with it. They probably heard that you lot were all friends with me, so they got all my friends together, and if or when they catch us, they will surely try to figure out which of us it is that has those certain powers."
"Are you sure that's not just what you are hoping? Because it seems that what you're saying is that the death eaters are after us, not you, and that it's just coincidence that we are all together just because of a rumor that says all the people with these certain powers all just happen to be friends with you," Amanda snapped, once again.
"Look, you would hope the same thing if your friends thought the only reason that terrible people are after them is because of a simple friend, ok!?" I snapped. Once I said this I got up, took my bag, and walked out of the compartment. I didn't know where I was going to go, but I did not want to be in there. Not now. Not after what I just said. I didn't want to walk to the front of the train, because I knew that that Malfoy guy was there, and I just didn't want to deal with him. So instead I walked farther to the back, trying to find an empty compartment I could possibly just sit and cry in. I thought I had found one, but when I opened it, the three people I had met before were sitting in the car, talking and laughing, I immediately closed the door and walked farther down, trying to get away from them as well. Why does everybody have to get on my case now? Why not before this all happened? Why can't I just deal with this situation on my own, figure out a way to get everyone else out of the way so they aren't hurt? But nooooooo, they have to worry about me, think that they can actually help me, please, how can they help when they are part of the problem! As I thought this, I found an empty compartment and sat in it. I thought I was looking for somewhere to cry, and get it all out, but when I finally sat down, no tears came, no anger arose. I just sat there, thinking. Thinking of what I could do to get everyone out of this mess I got them into, without having to do something that in the end could possibly hurt them worse. I sat and thought for a while, maybe 30 minutes or so, when I heard a knock on the door. Assuming it was Brian or someone that was semi-close to me, I said come in, not knowing who it really was.
"So what's the deal with you? Why exactly did you and all of your friends suddenly show up at Hogwarts, and what happened this summer that was so bad?" I heard behind me. I whirled around to see Harry standing in the doorway.
"Oh. It's you," I said, trying to sound as mean and cold as I could. Please not now!
"Yes, it's me, and I think you should tell me what happened this summer that was so bad," he snapped.
"WELL I'M NOT GOING TO TELL YOU! IT'S NONE OF YOUR BUISNESS, AND IF I WANTED TO TELL SOMEONE ABOUT THIS SUMMER I WOULD! BUT I DONT WANT TO TELL ANYONE BECAUSE IT IS NOBODY'S BUISNESS. GET OUT!" I completely snapped. I don't know what had gotten into me, if it was that he just annoyed the hell outa me, or if I had had enough, but I couldn't hold it in anymore. As soon as I said this, I turned my back from him and cried. Finally, the tears that had been held back for so long, the tears I had fought to keep from even my closest friends finally came.
"Hey." I was about to snap and tell Harry to get lost, when I realized it wasn't a guys voice that said that.
"Who is it?"
"It's Hermione, can I come in?"
"Sure, what the hell can't get any worse can it? Oh wait, no it could. Malfoy could waltz in and actually pretend to care," I said, no longer caring that I was obviously showing something was wrong.
"Look, is there anyway I can help? I'm really sorry about Harry. He thinks that whenever someone has a bad summer, and won't tell him about it, he has to know because 'it has something to do with him'. He's really a good guy once you get to know him," she said, trying to get on my good side. It wasn't working.
"Thanks for your apology, but it's him who should apologize, not you," I said, trying not to sound too mean, though at the moment, I actually didn't give a shit about him or her.
"Is there anyway I can help? I'm usually a great help when it comes to some things, do you have a problem you need help with?" she asked, sounding all sweet and innocent. She probably is to. Blech!
"You know, what I said before to Harry still stands, I don't talk about my problems with strangers, and if I can't tell my best friends, there's no way in hell I would tell someone I haven't known for more than a day. No offense, I would say the same thing to anyone, but those are the facts. You can stay in here if you want, but I'm not talking, and I will most likely not pay any attention to what you're saying if you talk," I told her.
"Ok, well if you ever do need a stranger to talk to, then I'm all ears," she offered as she got up and left. Thank god she's gone! I sat there and thought for the rest of the time, until we were almost at the station.