DISCLAIMER: I unfortunately do not own Harry James Potter, Hermione Jean Granger, Ronald Billius Weasley, Remus John Lupin (aka Moony), Nymphadora (Tonks) Lupin, Alastor (Mad- eye) Moody, Sirius Orion Black (. Padfoot) Dolores Jane Umbridge, Ginevra (Ginny) Weasley, Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore… or well you get the point. I don't own any Harry Potter characters except for Genevieve.
Over the next few days Harry and Genevieve met at the big oak tree every night as Harry was no longer aloud out of the house. Harry under the invisibility cloak, and Genevieve who had found a way to just block the night's events from her parent's minds, used a memory charm. But this was not the only problem looming in Harry's future; he had received word that he had originally been expelled from Hogwarts all together for attempting to cast a patronus charm in front of a muggle, but thanks to Dumbledore, Harry was to attend a hearing at the Ministry of Magic on August 12th which would decide weather he would be aloud to return to Hogwarts.. He wasn't sure how he was to get there or what he was supposed to do once he arrived. Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia would certainly not take him so he would have to go alone. He thought he remembered Mr. Wesley talk about a muggle entrance in the heart of London but he wasn't sure.
"So, you walk through two platforms?" Genevieve asked for at least the hundredth time that night.
"Yep, between platforms nine and ten. As this will be your first time I could go with you if you like." Harry said
"I'd like that." Genevieve smiled and looked down. Harry felt his own face go red and he too had to look away.
"So, er I'll see you tomorrow then." Harry said relived that he had broken the awkward silence. Genevieve looked up and scrambled to her feet. Looking slightly flustered.
"Yes, yes I'll see you then!" and with that, they parted ways.
GENEVIEVE''S PERSPECTIVE.
At 6pm I used the memory charm on my mother and father, double checked that my bedroom door was locked, and left to go meet Harry. For as long as I could remember Little Whining had been the most boring town in all of England, but I didn't dare tell my mother that. She seemed to find it "a charming place to live". I on the other hand hated it. I had never made any friends as long as I'd lived here. There weren't any girls around and the only boys my age were Dudley Dursley and his gang of friends, who seemed to find it funny to pick on other little children. As I reached the big oak tree, I thought about what I was about to do. I would soon be defying my parents- but mostly my father, and going to Hogwarts with Harry. He had told me all about it; he told me how a man name Severus hated him and his friends, and would hate me to if I ended up in the Gryffindor house. That was another thing that I thought about a lot, the houses. Harry had told me there were four of them. Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytheren. Each house valued a different thing. Gryffindor valued bravery while Hufflepuff valued kindness and fairness, Ravenclaw valued brains and wit, and Slytherin valued drive and ambition. As much as I tried I couldn't seem to figure out where the sorting hat might put me (the sorting hat, what a creative idea!) I wanted to be anywhere but Slytherin because of the terrible things that Harry told me Slytherin students did, he told me that that's where Voldemort had been. But, I couldn't shake the feeling that, I had many Slytherin like qualities. I knew that I would do anteing it took to get to the top, and I wasn't afraid of a challenge. And that was what scared me.
I had been sitting under the tree for almost an hour when I finally realized Harry wasn't coming. And, I'm not going to lie, this bothered me. I thought I had made a real friend and he stood me up. But in any case, I went home and lifted the charm on my parents, and then I stomped back up to my room and tried to go to sleep.
I had been laying there all of five minutes when I hear a tapping at my window. I thought it might be my owl, Jessie delivering a letter but I was wrong. When I looked out my window a woman with bubblegum pink hair who looked to be about 30 was levitating outside my window. Picking up my wand I made my way over to the window and slowly opened it.
"Hello There! You must be Genevieve!" said the woman.
I screamed, and snapped my window shut. Who was this woman? I had just caught my breath when I heard another tap. My heart lept again, who was she? Why couldn't she leave me alone? I got my wand ready and remembered the stunning curse my mother had taught me earlier this year. Stupefy, I muttered to myself. I took a deep breath and peeked out the window; I opened it and let my shriek- spell release from my lips.
"STUPEFY!" A jet of light left my wand and bubble gum pink hair flew backwards. With a thud she hit the ground and I summoned up the courage to peek out the window at her. But what I saw surprised me, because not only was bubble gum pink hair lying facedown outside my window, but Harry as well as about 10 others were there leaning over her. He looked up at me.
"Genevieve!!!" he spat his face red looking angrier than I had ever seen him 'What the hell did you do to her?" I instantly felt guilty for what I had done. But I had just acted on impulse. That's what you're supposed to do right, cast the first spell that comes to your mind? Evidently, Harry did not think so.
"Er, well you see Igotscaredandididn'tknowwhattodosoijustdidthefirstthingthatcametomymind!" I slurred feeling nervous.
"Pardon?' he asked. Oh god please don't make me go over it again, I thought I already feel guilty for hurting your friend. I sucked in a breath and repeated slowly looking down at my lose floorboards.
"I got scared and didn't know what to do so I just-" I motioned to bubble gum pink hair lady still lying unconscious on the ground "did the first thing that came to my mind." I saw Harry roll his eyes at me, but it looked like he was calming down, which was a relief.
"Don't be an idiot" said another man to Harry whom I hadn't noticed. "She was caught by surprise and Nymphodora can come of as quiet a surprise to some people for the first time. Instantly, I heard a muffled sound come from the woman called Nymphodora that sounded something like.
"Don't call me Nymphodora!" the rest of the group laughed amongst themselves like it was some sort of joke they had shared for years.
"Look," Harry called up to me "Get down here and bring your trunk and school supplies okay?"
"What are you doing? Are you delusional it's late! I can't go anywhere tonight!" I hissed at him.
"What we're doing is breaking you out of this place." Harry grinned. Then I understood.
"Hogwarts?" I breathed. He nodded. My heart leapt with joy as I ran frantically around my room trying to gather anything my hands touched and shoving them in a trunk.
"Genevieve?" I froze. Father I thought to myself. "What's all that racket up there?"
"Nothing father! I lied quickly.
"Not practicing magic are you? You know your not supposed to be doing any of that sort of stuff" I knew he had paused to cringe, even though I couldn't see him because that's what he always did when the subject of my mothers and my magic came up. I jumped up to my top shelf of my closet to grab a book when all my books came tumbling down on top of me. "That's it I'm coming up there right now!" he yelled angrily. I ran to my window to warn Harry and the others.
"My father is coming!" I whisper- shouted down to them.
"Drop us down your stuff and then you jump down too ok?" I nodded even though I knew I didn't have nearly all I needed packed. I threw my trunk down and it was immediately levitated before it hit the ground. My father burst through my door cussing as he tried to grab my shirt to hold me back when he figured out I was trying to escape. But I was to quick for him and I jumped up onto my window ledge and jumped down. Where I too was immediately levitated and hit the ground softly.
"You ever apparate Genevieve?" Asked one of my unknown visitors. I shook my head no. Even apparating was too advanced for me.
"Grab onto me" said the man hastily "it might feel a little strange but ill explain later" I grabbed onto his hand obediently I squished my eyes closed at the crack noise that followed the most intense feeling I had ever had. I felt as if I was being squished into a tiny tube, I couldn't seem to get any air and just when I thought I was going to die. My feet hit the ground. And then, I fainted.