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WHERE ARE THE FLYING CARPETS?
The next morning, everyone in the house was running around to get ready and everyone was ending up running into someone or other. The only exception to this chaos was a sleeping beauty called Dean Winchester. After the first incident everybody learned not to wake up Dean. Sam was the only one who could wake up Dean and not end up with a knife to the throat. And did Sam know how to wake up the green eyed Winchester? Sam tiptoed towards the older brother's bed and shouted "Dean Wake up! Crowley!"
The blonde shot out of his bed with the ruby's knife in hand and started looking around. Once he realized that he was being played at, he swore and flopped down on his bed. "Sammy! Did you really have to take that sonovabitch's name? I mean come on. You could just shake me to wake me! I really thought that we were under attack." He huffed angrily and Sam choked on his laughter. Unknown to both the hunters, George was listening to the boy's conversation. It was weird for fifteen year olds to talk like they were in constant danger. Even Harry did not jump like this. Something was fishy about these twins for sure. George thought.
"You better get up or we will miss the train." The ex-taller brother said.
"Did all the magic Aladdin carpets get punctured?"
"The carpets are banned in England." Sam geeked.
"I was not ACTUALLY asking, princess." Dean huffed and went out for shower.
The blonde Winchester was trying to ignore everyone after the boggart incident. It was Harry and Ron's room he ended up in. They were already told by Molly to not ask or discuss anything about the incident with Dean and so they didn't.
Reaching downstairs Sam saw a black huge but thin dog who was chasing his own tail with Molly, Harry and a grey haired old woman. The old woman looked up and exclaimed "Wotcher Sam!"
Sam gaped. "Tonks ?" He asked. "Are you a shapeshifter?"
"What's that?"Tonks asked "And no! I am a metamorphagus.. It means I can change appearance at will." And to prove it she screwed her face and morphed her hair into a brilliant shade of pink.
"Just one question." Sam asked quietly so Harry could not overhear "Does these changing of appearances hurt? Does silver hurt?" Dean tried to ask coolly but failed as he seriously hated shapeshifters.
"Nope!" She answered and went off with to talk to Molly.
"Whose dog is it?" Sam asked. And, just like that, the dog morphed into Sirius. "You're a skinwalker?"
Sirius laughed "You are the second person to call me that. And no! I'm an animagus."
"Who was the first?"
"An American named Bobby Singer." Sam and Sirius had moved away from Harry so he wouldn't overhear but had unconsciously moved towards the twins who were listening.
"You know Bobby? He is my uncle… sort of."
"He really is scary by the way." And then Sirius turned back into Padfoot and went off.
Soon, the brothers found themselves on the street with their duffle bags and Loki. Dean left with Hermione, Ron and Mr. Weasley towards Kings Cross Station on foot. It only took them twenty minutes to reach.
"So where on the world is platform nine and three quarters?"
Hermione took his hand, blushing furiously, and dragged them towards the barrier.
"Don't worry." She whispered and pulled him into the barrier.
Dean swore and quickly apologized to Molly for his language after a kick from Harry. After quick thank yous and goodbyes and a motherly hug from Molly, for which Dean was thankful, all the kids boarded the train.
With goodbyes to Hermione, Ron and the twins, everybody scattered to find an empty compartment. Dean and Sam could not help noticing that many people were staring and pointing at Harry. The brothers knew that Harry was currently not so popular among the folk but that doesn't mean that they have gawk at him and weird him out. And not to mention the approving looks the Winchesters were receiving from the female populace. They pushed their way till the end of the train where a round faced chubby boy was pulling out of a compartment.
"Hi Harry…. Hi Ginny… everywhere else is full." The boy stammered.
"Hi Neville. This is Dean Winchester and this is his brother Sam Winchester. And guys this is Neville Longbottom." Harry introduced.
Dean sniggered at the boy's name, which thankfully went unnoticed.
Ginny pushed her way into the compartment followed by Harry, Neville, Sam and Dean. The blonde hunter saw a teenage girl with long shaggy pale blonde hair and blue eyes. She had tucked her wand behind her ear and wore a necklace of….. corks? And she was reading from a magazine ….. Upside down. With quick intros everybody settled in. so the girl was Luna Lovegood (ironic). The journey was a normal one unless you count Neville soaking everyone with his cactus sap.
Soon they were joined by Hermione and Ron.
"Harry! Guess who is the Slytherin prefect is." Ron muttered.
"Malfoy." Harry replied.
"And that cow Pansy Parkinson."
They were interrupted by the door sliding and a pale blonde with a pinched face entering. He was followed by two over stuffed creatures who, according to Dean, could be mistaken for teenagers.
Harry glared at the new comer. "What?"
"Manners, Potter. Or I'll have to give you detention." the blonde drawled "You see, I, unlike you, have been made a prefect, which means, I, unlike you, have the power to hand out detentions."
"Yeah." Harry replied "But you, unlike me, are a git, so get out and leave us alone"
The blonde was about to reply when he saw the Winchesters. "And who are you?" He asked.
"I am Sam Winchester and this is my twin Dean Winchester. We just moved from Salem University"
"I'm Draco Malfoy. And if I was you I'd prefer a better crowd than this slime."
And now, Dean had enough of this blonde ferret. "It's funny. You, giving us advice for changing our company while you, yourself, are running around with these hybrids of gorillas and baboons." He pointed towards Crabbe and Goyle.
"Well watch yourself Potter, because I'll be dogging your every footstep in case you step out of line." Draco sniggered and moved out with his goons.
The rest of the journey was event free. As the night came, everybody caught a glimpse of the castle. Dean and Sam stood gaping.
"We should change." Hermione spoke up.
"I ain't wearing those GOWNS!" Dean exclaimed silently to Sam.
"Get off your high horse Dean and wear them." Sam shot back.
"You wanna look like a princess? Cause I don't."
"Dean we have to wear them. We gotta blend in!"
Dean grudgingly draped the black robe over his shoulder. He did not button them up and made sure that his leather jacket and ripped jeans were visible underneath.
The Winchesters followed Harry, Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Neville and Luna to the carriages which were attached to some scaly black winged burned creatures which they concluded only a few could see.
"First day at school and we already are freaks." Dean muttered and seated himself in the carriage.
AN: I AM SORRY GUYS BUT I WON'T BE ABLE TO UPDATE FOR NEXT TEN MONTHS OR SO. I AM TAKING A BREAK FOR EVERYTHING FOR MY STUDIES. PLEASE KEEP FOLLOWING I SWEAR I WON'T ABANDON THIS FIC. ;(