Something Wicked This Way Comes
Chapter 1 - On the train, off to Hogwarts!
Oh god...the noise...make it stooop Placing her fingers on her temples, Seria sighed. The noise of the train station, and on the train it's self, hurt her head. Lack of sleep seemed to do that to her, everything seemed to get more sensitive.
She was dropped off with the Malfoy's, but somehow she managed to get away from Draco Malfoy. Finding her own way to the train and locked herself in this compartment. Sighing under her breath, she hated that people didn't trust her and had to make the slimiest guy she knows, follow her everywhere.
Just for once, I wished Uncle would freaking let me do this without being...stalked She wrapped her cloak around her, as if trying to hide herself from unseen eyes. God...he creeps me out She never liked Luicus' son, Draco just creeped her out more than anything. Plus all his talk about how he's 'better' then the rest of the 'filthy vermin of the wizarding world'.
Rolling her eyes, Seria got a look at herself through the reflection of the window, god, she looked horrible. Her face showed of how much sleep she got, with great big shadows under her eyes, as her face was pale. Was it because she was tired? Or was it her nerves that were getting to her. The night before she was tossing and turning over what was going to happen this year. Heaving a heavy sigh now, Seria rested her forehead against the cool window. Which felt nice against her warm skin.
Make this...nightmare stop...I don't want to go through with this Seria knew if she didn't, worst things could happen to her, things that she, herself, couldn't image happening.
Just because I'm related to him, doesn't mean I get special treatment that would be like a dream come true Dream that remained a dream, Seria didn't like the fact she was forced into this, but it got her away from that musty place, and especially away from him. It was nice to get away from him, to be gone for a year of no worries of him ever harming her or torturing her with her memories.
Memories that are his playing ground, he knows how much I loathe him...how much I want him to die But fact remained fact; he was her only living relative. He killed her parents, took her away from the life she knew, and now was forced into a life of evil. Wonderful isn't it? Seria was pulled back from her thoughts when a tapping noise entered the silence of her compartment.
Turning her head, Seria let out a small moan, it was the only people she wanted to try and stay away from! There on the other side of the door peering in the window stood three people, two of them were male, the other female. Seria's eyes landed on the one boy, black messy hair, with emerald green eyes. She knew him instantly. The other two, must be his friends she was told about. Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, the three were best friends and never left each other's side.
Hermione stared at the girl within, getting a little impatient of her lack of movement towards the door. Noticing this Seria got up quickly, opening the door to let the three of them in. It got louder as the door opened; she swore the noise just doubled. Closing the door quickly, she turned around to sit back in her seat.
"Thanks, for letting us in...every where else is pretty much full..." Her eyes landed on the red haired boy, Ron Weasley and nodded in silence. Hermione seemed to eye her, as Harry gave her a shy smile before turning to his friends.
Turning to face the window, Seria took a deep breath, now her mission was in motion. Here sat Harry Potter beside her and here now she has to befriend him. Glancing at the others, another feeling swelled inside her, fear. Did she really want to do this? Even if her Uncle wanted her to, could she damn this boy to his death? Looking down, Seria was confused, if she avoided them…than maybe…
Tuning into the compartment, she heard the voices of Harry and Ron talking about, what was it? Quidditch. Rolling her eyes at the window, she jumped slightly and blinked. The Train was moving, how long was it moving? Her slight jump caused Harry to pause the conversation from Ron, turned his head and stared at the girl beside her.
"Is everything ok?" He asked, which made her jump once again, raising his eyebrow at her, Seria blushed lightly and shook her head.
"It's...nothing.." She whispered, pushing some of her deep crimson red hair out of her face. Ron looked over, then to Harry, slightly confused why their conversation stopped, and Hermione remained silent, eyeing the new girl.
"Alright if you say so. Well, my name is Har-"
"Harry Potter...I know who you are..." Seria mumbled. Ya, I also know your worst enemy, and I'm going to be your least favorite person, AFTER my uncle She thought. Harry just smiled, and nodded. Of course she knew who didn't?
"Well...this is Ron Weasley, and this over here with the book. Is Hermione Granger..." Harry said, pointing to each of his friends, while Seria glanced at them momentarily. She knew who they were, they just didn't know who she was, nor did she want to tell them.
"What's your name?" Came Hermione's voice from across Seria, she looked up and gulped. Slowly Seria looked around at everyone, who was waiting for her response.
"Seria.." She whispered, turning away looking down at her shaking hands. Why was she so nervous?! Calm yourself! Or they'll ask even more questions But she could already feel their stares upon her; she just kept her head down, not wanting to really speak to them. But, like she had a choice right?
"I don't think I've seen you around, what house are you from?" Ron's voice entered her head, making her raise her eyes to his. Good question you git. You just had to ask that...didn't you! She sighed and looked around at them.
"Gryffindor" She mumbled quietly.
"You can't be! I don't know any Seria's in our year!" Hermione said the shock was hanging in her voice; Seria cursed herself mentally wondering why the hell she let them in. The last thing she wanted was to be faced with was questions about who she was and why she was there. Looking up at Hermione, her uncle was right; it would be hard to convince her, since she was apparently the smartest in the little group.
"I...I transferred?" She said, questioned even herself at what she was saying. Hermione raised her eyebrow wondering what to believe, Harry and Ron just exchanged looks, shrugged then smiled at her.
"Cool...where did you come from?"
Hell Seria looked over at Ron who spoke this time, and sighed. What was she going to say? "I don't want to talk about it.." She mumbled it was the truth she didn't want to explain that their worst enemy kept her away from this world. Sighing, she looked out the window, they got the hint.
It was getting late, Harry and Ron were still in their discussion over Quidditch and Hermione was still interested in her book. Seria, herself just stared out the window, it was getting late and the train was still on the move. The sun was setting, which castes the sky with oranges, pinks and reds. It was beautiful. It was rare for Seria to see such things, since where she came from it always seemed dark and unpleasant like.
Hermione finally looked up from her book, glanced outside and gasped. "We're almost there! We need to get into our robes!" She said, shocked that she didn't realized this sooner. Harry and Ron sighed, grabbed their own robes, and walked out letting the girls change.
This is very awkward...damnit...what about Draco? Will he be furious about me disappearing on him? Seria thought absent mindly, changing into Hogwarts school robes. Which she seemed to do with ease, and without trouble, while her mind was else where.
"Seria...Seria!"
"Huh?!" Seria's eyes shot open looking at the three faces looking at her; she blinked pressing her head against the seat, trying to get her head away from their faces.
"We're here, come on, you fell asleep after you changed into your robes..." Hermione said coolly, which gave Seria the feeling Hermione didn't like her much. Sighing, nodding her head Seria got up and looked at the two boys, who smiled at her before turning their own heel and walked out.
It was a cool night; the stars were out by the looks of it. Seria pulled her cloak around her tightly, shivering slightly in the cool air, hearing the bellow of 'First Year's this way!' Turning her head, the giant Hagrid came into focus.
So, that's what he looks like...hm...he looks more like a gentle giant to me Her uncle explained who everyone was, and a bit about what they looked like. Not to mention some of their past and where they came from. Hagrid was no exception; Seria knew that he was a close friend to the trio who walked in front of her. 'Someone...please...kill me...'
"There you are" Jumping, feeling his breath against her ear and hissing in it as well, Seria knew fully well who it was.
"Draco...get away from me you creep!" She hissed right back angrily, feeling his hands on her upper arms grip her moving her forward against her will.
"We need to talk!" He sneered at her. Turning her around face him, sneering slighty, "you know what is expected-"
"Let me go! I don't want to talk to you! Besides we're here...now let me go!" Ripping herself from his grasp, Seria turned at him glaring. "Leave me alone! I have an assignment to do!" She hissed at him, before turning her heel walking towards the carriages.
Author's Notes:
Hey guys, just to let you know I'm going to try to update at least a few times a week, if I can. I hope you like the story and please review. I would love to hear what you think about this and let me know what I can do for improvements. Kay! Well, hope you enjoy!
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