Chapter 2
When Ginny went into the room of her daughter she noticed nothing different in Alicia. She found her daughter sleeping on the bed, her delicate fingers clutching a history book. When she slept Alicia looked so innocent. Ginny almost wondered how Harry could compare their daughter with the darkest lord of the magical world. But then again, hadn't Voldemort looked innocent when he was young? Gently, Ginny shook Alicia to wake her up.
"Salazar …"
Ginny jumped. Alicia hadn't woken up, but her mouth was half open. Had she spoken the name Ginny had heard? But Alicia looked so peace full and pale that Ginny thought she had imagined the voice. She shook her daughter again. This time Alicia woke up.
"Mum!" She said her voice sweet like a little girl's.
"Hello, little one, it's time to wake up. We have to go or you will miss the train."
Groaning, Alicia stood up and rubbed the tiredness out of her green eyes. She brushed her shining red hair and grabbed her trunk. She was ready. She followed her mother.
"How are we going? With the chimney?" Alicia asked her mother.
"No, sorry, Ali, we're out of powder. You're going to have to go into Dad's car."
Harry had bought a car a few years ago when he had insisted that it could be useful sometimes. Alicia hated it. She couldn't bear just sitting in there and wait. She was a very impatient girl and everything that was invented by muggles was too slow in her opinion.
But she didn't have a choice. Her parents didn't want her to fly to the platform with her broom or she may take the broom with her on the train.
You couldn't say that Ginny and Harry Potter didn't know how to handle their only daughter.
So, making an enormous fuss about it, Alicia climbed into her father's car.
She stayed silent the whole time till they arrived to the platform. Ginny and Harry tried to make her speak, they told her about the houses, the classrooms, the lake and finally they tried the Quidditch peach to lighten her up.
"I won't be able to enjoy the Quidditch peach because I don't have my own broom," Alicia had retorted.
She heard her mother sigh from the front seat. She didn't care if she was acting in a very immature way. Alicia had never been bothered by that.
"There we are!" Ginny cried suddenly.
Alicia was very hurt to see that both Harry and Ginny looked relieved. Were they so eager to get rid of her? Or maybe they were just happy to be able to get out of the car where Alicia had been sulking.
When they went threw the wall, Alicia wasn't impressed unlike many other little kids. She had seen much bigger magic than this one.
Yet when she passed threw the wall, she couldn't help but feel a bit lost. Hundred and hundred of kids, all in the same Hogwarts uniform, were running from one side to the other. At first Alicia felt a bit nervous but then she remembered who she was. She held her head high as she stared menacingly at the other kids. They didn't seem to notice her. Alicia didn't know whether she was relieved or disappointed. What had she expected? That they would bow before her? Alicia snorted at her own stupidity.
"It's weird being here again," Alicia could hear her mother talking behind her.
And suddenly Alicia felt a knot in her heart. She realised that she wasn't going to see her parents for a whole year now! They had been her only friends her whole life.
So the little girl forgot about being grand and impressive. She turned to her parents, and like all other kids, she hugged them tightly.
They were a little bit surprised. Alicia had never showed any such affection.
But it made them happy. Maybe they had been wrong last night?
Alicia felt the tears in her eyes as she smelt her mother's soft perfume. She was going to miss her so much, she didn't want to go!
After a while, Alicia let go from her parents and turned to face the train. She knew she didn't really have a choice and she was acting like a real baby. So she just waved goodbye, grabbed her heavy trunk and walked, head high, into the train.
"Oh, look at the big baby! I saw her crying with her parents! God, it's not such a big deal!"
Alicia whirled around.
A group of girls were laughing behind her. They all seemed to be in their second or third year.
Alicia knew they had been talking about her. She had been the only one crying on that platform.
"What's your problem?" Alicia snapped.
"Oh, getting angry are we?" A girl from the group said.
She had long brown hair and a red and golden scarf. Alicia recognised the colour immediately. Gryffindor's.
"How can you talk to me like that behind my back? Alicia went on, I thought you were supposed to be in Gryffindor."
"Oh, shut up, the girl looked bored with the little Alicia, I am a Gryffindor!"
"Then act like one."
The other girls from the group said nothing. As Alicia observed them each from the corner of her eyes she saw that they thought she had guts.
Oh, Alicia had guts all right.
As she turned around to find a free compartment, the Gryffindor girl, red with anger, grabbed her.
Alicia was so light that the other girl was able to pick her up.
"What did you say?" The big girl cried.
Alicia didn't flinch or anything. She stared steadily with her deep green eyes.
"If you knew who my parents were, you wouldn't treat me like that," she muttered under her breath.
"I don't care who your damn parents are," the big girl spat.
It was then that Alicia found that Harry had been right: having your wand on yourself could get very useful. Alicia even smiled as her hand slid into her pocket.
"That was a mistake." Alicia said simply to the brown-haired girl.
There was a loud bang. Fog surrounded them all. Alicia smirked at the simplicity of the charm she had used. Her uncles, Fred and George, had taught it to her. She just had to press her wand and say the spell, concentrating very hard. Then an animal, the one that represented her the most, appeared. Alicia had gone to the nearest compartment with her trunk. The others didn't see anything with the fog.
And that's how the Gryffindor girl found herself holding a snake.
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