Oh mai gosh! I am so sorry it took me this long to update, I was drained of ideas and spark form the demand for Unfaithful, another Chlerek fic I'm writing. and I've started writing another but it's still in Beta idea base and I'm thinking about writing another(with zambies). So here is it!
I don't own DP nor do I own the idea for this story!
This story comes from a request from the beatufiul and wonderful RandomTwitch
Enjoi!
Liz and I ended up sharing the train car with the pixie girl from earlier, Whom I learned was named Victoria, but has a bad temper if you call her that, and she goes by Tori. in the same car where her "brothers" whom I learned to be Derek and Simon. Simon and Tori I could see being related, same eyes, dark hair, same straight nose, but Derek? I feel like there was no way he could be related to them, he towered over me,with dark black hair that hung around his face, his baggy hoodie matching his pants and hair.
Don't get me wrong, he could definitely be attractive, with the striking vibrant green eyes that could either hold you into place or loom so hard you would cower, (that man I swear could loom across a room). on the ride, us girls made up most of the conversation, Derek and simon conversing in their own little bubble when he wasn't chatting us up. I learned that Tori is a witch, a Second year, Simon was a sorcerer, Third year along with Liz, a volo half demon, and Derek, a werewolf. A werewolf?
wow, I didn't even know those were real outside of bad movies… I thought to myself, the images of many bad movie posters flitting across my brain. I slipped out of conversation gradually as I watched the sun sink below the distant mountains, I continued to watch the sun sink below the horizon until it was long gone, Simon and Liz had both fallen asleep, Tori had escaped as soon as they were asleep to go talk to people.
So that just left me and a hulking, green eyes werewolf in awkward silence. I cleared my throat and hoped he wouldn't be too grouchy to try and talk to me.
"so, what year are you?" I asked quietly, I guessed he would be able to hear me. I guessed right.
"Third, I don't need to ask about yours, first year" he said, glancing briefly in my direction.
"Right, so" he cut me off by turning completely towards me, leaning forward and propping his arms on his knees.
"This will go a whole lot smoother for you and everyone else if we just pretend each other doesn't exist" I stared at him dumbfounded.
"w-what do you mean?" he just shook his head and returned to how he was sitting before, watching out the window into the night. I blinked several times and stood up, making sure to slam the car door behind me. I stayed in the hallway as long as I could until Liz ventured out to find me. Telling me that we could see the castle from our window. Dragging me back into the car, I could see the faint castle outline and dozens of lights dotting in windows. I sat next Liz and chatted for a bit before we arrived. People piled out of the train, laughing and a few even singing.
"Six years" Liz commented, nodding her head towards the group singing loudly. She directed me towards a bearded figure who could easily have given Derek a run for his money in height and stature. This giant of a man parted his beard with his mouth and let his voice boom out over everyone.
"first years with me!" he said several times until Liz pushed me a little towards the first year group, when I glanced back a little panicked, she hugged me quick and planted a kiss on my cheek.
"Go on, i'll see you at the castle" I followed the group of first years to the edge of a lake, across its vast expanse was the castle. Being illuminated gently against the black night, it was actually quite beautiful. We all rode across the lake in rowboats, powered by magic and not labor, thankfully. It was amazing, the dark waters rippling and parting before our small boats like it was welcoming us to a long awaited home. reaching the castle, I was marveled in it's size, i knew it had to be big, but damn.
It was huge, on the walk up i could see a forest off to one side and one lonely big tree in between us and the forest. We finally entered and where motioned up a set of steps before we reached a set of heavy wooden doors, in front of them stood a woman, her skin had long since wrinkled. She wore a green medieval style dress and a matching witches hat. When we all gathered and had stopped talking, she fixed us with a look, given to all and none in particular all at the same time. "Welcome to Hogwarts, I am Minerva McGonagall, you will follow me into the banquet hall and wait to be sorted into your houses, then you will join your respective please, follow me" she said and turned, throwing open the doors and striding through them, following like awkward sheep, we walked through and found gazes from all four tables on us. ahead of us was a stool with a hat on it, directly behind it a crystal and wood podium, and behind that a professor's table. Adults of various shapes and sizes sat there, at the center was an elderly man with small glasses and a very long white beard. Professor McGonagall stood by the hat and stool, a large scroll in her hands. she unrolled it and stared down at it for a minute. without looking up, she reached over and picked up the hat, then glanced up to our group.
"Come forward and sit when I call your name" The hat began singing in her hand, but stopped when he was given her death glare. Glancing back down at the list,
"Chloe Saunders" she called out, the room silent.
I glanced around and by mistake caught a pair of eyes locked directly into mine, a pair of brilliant, emerald green eyes.