Parchment
A/N: There's not much action in this chapter, sorry. I needed to write a little more background, and some introductions of a few characters. Still, I hope it was good enough!
Disclaimer: The odds are nil for me to keep Harry Potter. Poo.
CHAPTER 2: Expressway
I placed my heavy trunk on the metallic shelf above my compartment seat, and sat down opposite Albus. Placing Flame on the seat next to mine, I leaned my head on the glass window, watching grass and trees blur as we sped by.
"Our last year, here we come!" Albus yawned. He slumped on the seats, eyes firmly shut, and started to snore. I gently closed his open mouth to lessen the loud snoring noise, and drifted to my thoughts.
What will happen this year? I looked out the window for answers, answers to my endless questions. The sky was a dreary gray, darker than usual. A droplet of rain splashed on the window and, seconds later, it started to rain heavily. A flash of lightning brightened the sky for a millisecond, and then disappeared.
A crestfallen expression took over my face, eyes reflecting the polluted-grey clouds in the sky. It was like those dark Muggle movies Grandma made Hugo and I watch where the weather is a psychic, predicting the outcome for the protagonist. Before I could continue pondering about the incoming future, the door opened to reveal my cousin and brother, Lily Potter and Hugo Weasley.
"Sorry Rosie, but I had to escape all my friends snogging their girlfriends," Hugo panted, "Luckily I found this compartment."
"I was pacing up and down looking for a place to sit, and I saw Hugo hurry away, his trunk in his arms," Lily explained quietly, "I went over to him and we both started to search for a place to relax. Mind if we stay here, Rose?"
I nodded, and started to help Lily place her trunk, then Hugo. Sitting down on the seat next to Lily, I opened my bag to reveal a mahogany leather bound notebook. Taking out my new quill, I dipped the tip in ink and started to write in it.
September 1st, 2022
I'm now on the Hogwarts Express, back to the school for the last time, Ree. And yes, I've made a new name for you. The 'Dear Diary' thing is just too classic and childish. Well, back to our topic. I wonder what's in store for us this year. I've been thinking about it all week, and I looked out the window just now for help, but all I saw was a thunderstorm. Do you think there'll be something bad happening this year, Ree? Because I saw a thunderstorm? Well, we're not in some of those horror books. Nothing horrifying would happen to us…right?
Okay, enough with all the divination stuff. Sorry about not writing here for ages; I had so much packing to do! So to get you updated, there were a lot of things happening, like I met Malfoy (Ugh!) on the day Al and I were buying our supplies, and I accidentally overheard the weirdest conversation between a guy and a girl that I think is his twin. But that's not important. James got a new girlfriend again. Surprisingly, she doesn't look like those blonde bimbos that he brings in every week. By the rate of how fast he changes from girl to girl, he's not going to settle down ever, to Aunt Ginny's chagrin. But this time, I think Aunt Ginny has a chance to see her eldest son's wedding. The relationship does look pretty serious, no offence.
I'll write to you later, after I get to Hogwarts. So long, Ree!
Rose
I sighed in contentment as I closed my journal after letting the ink dry. Suddenly, a yowl pierced the content silence and the lights went out. I stood up frantically, wondering what was going on.
"Why did the lights go out?" Al's tired voice asked. He yawned and started to snore again, the pig. Lily snorted, and Hugo started to sniffle. I flicked my wand, and the lights went on again.
Looking around at our slightly disheveled compartment, I noticed that Flame was hissing at Hugo, whose tears were flowing down his face. I couldn't help but copy Lily. Can a 15 year old boy be more immature by crying? Apparently so.
"I hate your cat, Rosie!" Hugo whined after a while of sobbing, and glared daggers at the cat. He held out his arms, which were covered in bloody scratches. I stumbled over to him, and healed his wounds by rubbing essence of dittany, which Mum informed me to keep in my bag at all times.
"What happened? Cat got on your tongue?" Lily smirked slightly, and chuckled at the pun.
"No!" Hugo growled back, "My arse! He just had to get the seat I was supposed to sit on! Damn you orange cat!" He continued to utter out some very colourful words until I was forced to clean out his mouth.
Scourifgy!
Bubbles erupted in Hugo's mouth, and I smirked smugly at the success of the spell, and Hugo's reaction. By then, Albus was snorting, and I realized he was awake. Lily was covering her hand over her mouth to stifle her giggles.
"It's not funny!" Hugo glared at me, and I raised my hands in defense.
"You were the one who didn't look to see that another creature occupied the space," I put up a finger, "And cursed so much that I had no choice but to wash your mouth."
"Oh, stop your bickering," Albus sounded pretty excited, "The food trolley's here!" I rolled my eyes at boys and their love of food.
"Eh, who's buying the food?" I piped up timidly. Everyone in the compartment turned to look at me. I sighed, and held out my hands for them to give me the money.
The door was hard to open, as I had four money bags in my hand including mine. Being the obedient brother he is, Hugo willingly helped me to slide it open, but with my unfortunate awkwardness I ended up bumping into a student buying food in the trolley.
"I'm sorry," I managed to stammer out, and I looked at my 'victim', "Oh, it's you, Leclair."
Leclair, or her full name, Arden Leclair, is the half-French girl. Her father French, mother English. I still wondered why her father chose to enrol Leclair to Hogwarts, not Beaubaxtons. Maybe it did have to do with the fact that Arden had a very nagging and annoying mother, as Mum told me, Lavender Brown. Not to mention that she was a Slytherin, and a member of Malfoy's so-called gang.
"Do you have a problem with that?" Leclair spoke sharply at me, and adjusted her tortoise-shelled glasses. I raised my eyebrows in surprise. Usually Leclair was the quiet member of his gang, only watching as Malfoy and his friends taunted us.
"Why would I?" I retorted, and picked up a family box of Every Flavour Beans, and five Chocolate Frogs, along with a bag of Cauldron Cakes, and lastly several Liquorice Wands. I handed over the sickles, and faced Leclair.
"Look, I don't want to wast-" I stopped my sentence abruptly, noticing the person behind Leclair. No wonder why she was cranky today. Her rival, Elise Montague, the most bleached-blonde, blue-eyed, shallow, bird-brained bimbo ever in the history of Hogwarts was standing right behind her with an annoyed expression written on her face. Great. The perfect person to lessen the tension between Leclair and me.
"Didn't I tell you to buy Pumpkin Pasties for all of us? What's taking so long?" Elise asked haughtily. Leclair looked ready to explode, since her face was flushed scarlet, and I hurriedly escaped back to my compartment to avoid the oncoming screaming.
"Is that Arden Leclair's voice?" Albus asked incredulously at me. I nodded furiously, and placed a soundproof charm on the glass door. Beads of sweat ran down my temples, and Lily gave me a handkerchief for me to wipe off the body fluids.
"I'll tell you later while we eat," I replied, and passed out the various sweets to my relatives. I took a bite of my Cauldron Cake and replayed the incident to my wide-eyed cousins and brother.
"Of course, I wouldn't be surprised that each are trying to rip the other's throat out," Lily commented indifferently, "They are fighting to get Malfoy's affections."
"True, true," I nodded, "But the only affections that Malfoy would have would be for himself!" Hugo started to giggle, and before long, he was full out laughing. Al looked outside the window and yelped.
"I can see Hogwarts now!" he cried, "And we haven't gotten into our robes yet! Get dressed quickly!"
"Get your robes as quickly as possible, boys," I huffed as we scrambled to find our robes, "We're changing here."
"Again?" Hugo let out an exasperated tone while speaking, "It's always us that have to go to the loo to change!"
"Like Al, didn't you say that you wanted a girlfriend this year, Hugh?" I narrowed my eyes.
"Errr…Yeah, I was sure I did say that," Hugo looked wary, and backed up away from me.
"Then be a gentleman and allow the ladies to change here! So scram!" I opened the door and kicked the guys out, then proceeded to lock the compartment door.
"Nice tactic, cousin," Lily smirked, and shouted to Hugo and Albus through the glass door, "Stop hanging around the door, we're not going to let you in!"
Distinctly I heard Al saying, "Girls and their bossiness. Especially that sister of yours, Hugo. Why is she my best friend again?"
"I heard that!" I yelled back, "Get your arse to the loo rather than hanging about in the hallway or I'll tell Lily to Bat Bogey hex you!"
Instantly, loud footsteps were tromping down the corridor. Ah, the joys of being a bossy girl.
A/N: I'm so sorry for not updating for a long time. High school's been a terror, and I'm trying to write Parchment when I can. I hope you enjoyed this!
Dess
