The Girl Everybody Forgot
By Raekitty13
Author's Notes: Yes, I am so sorry for the late update! I had this chapter already written and then I lost it! It's on a floppy somewhere… I gave up on finding it so I just decided to rewrite it. I'm so sorry! Thank yous go to the every wonderful reviewers: Eliabeth, VioletPastTime, and Samalamadingdong.
Chapter six Hogwarts' ExpressI still couldn't believe I had slept without nightmares for another night. It was, to put it truthfully, really odd. I woke up this morning feeling refreshed and renewed, a rare feeling indeed.
Although excitement seemed to help me sleep, it didn't do Kelsey any good. She claimed to have tossed and turned all night. You couldn't prove it by me. Yet, somehow she still had enough energy stored somewhere inside her to prance around the room.
"We get to ride the Hogwarts' Express! We're going to Hogwarts!" She danced.
"Now, now dear," Her aunt chided. "You'll need to settle sown or you'll fall asleep on the train."
"Not possible!" Kelsey trilled.
"And why would that be?"
"Cali and Oliver sitting in a train car!" Kelsey smirked.
I, in retaliation, threw a pillow at her. "You forgot all of the other people that are sure to be there!"
"Oh yeah? And what happens when we go through a dark tunnel?" Kelsey demanded.
"It gets dark?"
Kelsey rolled her eyes. "And what do lovers do in the dark?"
I picked up the pillow yet again and brought it down hard on Kelsey's head. "Oliver and I are not lovers!"
"Oh, you're a filthy dirty stinkin' rotten liar!" Kelsey exclaimed hitting me over the head.
"Ack!" I exclaimed after twenty minutes of constant fighting. "Now I have to brush my hair again before we leave!"
"Ohhhh!" Kelsey taunted.
"What now?" I asked picking my hairbrush up from the vanity.
"Getting ready for Mr. Wood are you?" Mrs. Fewer winked.
"Oh you two!" I sighed, hiding a deep blush.
They laughed as they began to get the rest of our school supplies packed into our trunks. I on the other hand began to run my brush through my wavy red hair.
As always I tried to imagine what traits I got from my mother and which I got from my father. I could never seem to pick the right combinations. My bright red hair and dark brown-eyes. I had a few freckles, but not too many. Perhaps I looked exactly like my father. No, no, I had my mother's eyes… no, no…
I could imagine a woman with red hair like mine, but she didn't have my eyes. I never really knew where the image came from, but I believed it to be true. I never could picture my father, but I knew he was a star. Maybe they would have his name on a plaque somewhere at Hogwarts!
I so couldn't wait!
"Cali, let's go or we'll be late!" Mrs. Fewer interrupted my thoughts.
"Yes, Ma'am!" I reached for my wand and felt the same tingling, warming feeling I felt last night when I had reached for it at last.
Mr. Ollivander had been right when he had said the wand chooses the wizard… well in my case, my wand chose me, a witch. My wand's 13 inches, swish-y, unicorn hair, willow wood.
I-Cali Katz, the girl who could remember nothing of her past- was about to discover-
"Cali! The taxi is going to leave you!" Kelsey yelled.
"Coming!" I dashed down the stairs, diving into the cab with cat-like grace.
"Where to?" asked the driver, his eyebrows quirked slightly due to my stunt.
"King's Cross Train Station, please." Mrs. Fewer directed and the driver nodded.
I was so nervous I was practically bouncing around on my seat. To our advantage, there was little traffic, which greatly surprised me. Where were all the other wizards in training? Wasn't the Hogwarts' Express the only way to Hogwarts? Heck, what did I know?
"Where is- um everyone else?" I asked, lowering my voice.
"They'll be there." Mrs. Fewer promised.
I was slightly confused. Looking out the window I didn't see any people walking, well at least not enough to be the whole United Kingdom's Wizarding Community. After a minute it came to me.
Slapping my forehead, I realized that with magic, something as simple as transportation from point A to point B (i.e. a Wizarding house to King's Cross) would be extremely easy. Not to mention, there would have to be about a bazillilon different ways of going about it. Staring out the window, my eyes glazed over slightly as I began to imagine the possibilities…
It helped to pass the time. I didn't even realize we were there until the car stopped. My mind was still up in the clouds with magic carpets and invisible, flying taxis.
"Come on, Cali! Come on! Come on! Let's go!" Kelsey was dragging me out of the car before I knew it.
"Okay!" I was suddenly bouncing off the walls once more.
Mrs. Fewer handed us both our tickets. "All right, girls. Platform nine and three quarters this way…"
Kelsey and I were jumping up and down with excitement. We couldn't help but look in every possible direction… except for the one Kelsey's aunt took.
"Kelsey…"
"Cali…"
"Oh frogs!" we exclaimed in unison. "Where'd she go?"
Panic quickly engulfed all excitement, snuffing it out completely. Where had she gone? Were we going to miss the train? What time was it? Who were all these random people? Was one of them going to hurt us?
I felt someone slip there hand into mine. Looking down I instantly recognized the blue fingernails. Kelsey's matching blue eyes were intense with fright and yet still held determination in them.
"We're in this together."
I nodded. "Let's think this through logically. Nine and three quarters should be somewhere between nine and ten. So let's head that way."
Kelsey nodded in agreement and we quickly walked over to platform nine. Directly on the other side of the very same pillar was the sign indicting platform number ten. Platform nine and three quarters was nonexistent.
My heart sank. It all really had been a joke and there were so many people in on it. Blaze, Kelsey, Professor Dumbledore… and Oliver… Someone had seriously been cruel enough to lie to an eleven-year-old girl whom couldn't even remember her own birth name.
Dejectedly I leaned against the pillar along the side of number nine and closed my eyes. I was so depressed I could feel myself falling. Falling into the depths of wretched despair. God, why did I have to be so stu-
"AHH! CALLLIIIIIIII!" I heard Kelsey shout.
Suddenly gravity kicked back into gear and I stopped falling with what would normally have been a painful crash. For some reason though, I didn't exactly hit the ground. I had landed on something… or someone. The painful part, I realized was that someone else had landed on top of me.
"Bloody hell!" the person bellow me hollered.
"Ronald Bilis Weasley!" screeched a woman I couldn't see.
"Oh, Mum! Get off his case!"
"Yeah! 'Specially seein' as how someone else is on it at the moment!"
I could have sworn the two voices were identical in pitch.
As soon as Kelsey was off of me I helped a rather young looking Ronald Weasley up off the floor. After apologizing for the third time I looked around. Sure enough there were two identical twin boys waltzing towards me.
"Way to go, Mate!" One cheered.
"Someone should've tackled 'ickle Ronny-kins a long time ago!" the other one smiled.
"Any tackler of Ron, is a friend of ours!" the first one proclaimed. He offered me his right hand. "I'm George Weasley."
"And I'm Fred." The other offered me his hand as well.
"I'm Cali Katz." I smiled shaking both of their hands.
"Wicked!" they chorused.
"And this is my best friend Kelsey."
"Pleasure to see a friendly face once in a while," Fred nodded over to where Mrs. Weasley was giving Ron what appeared to be a strict talking to. "That's Mum," He was pointing at Mrs. Weasley.
"You landed on Ronny-kins, brilliant, by the way."
"That's Percy," Fred lowered his voice, "You'd do best to stir clear of him. He's what we like to call a-"
"Prat." They finished together.
"That's dad," George pointed to an old, balding man. He was holding the hand of a little girl.
"That's Bill."
"That's Charlie."
"And our only sister," they proclaimed proudly. "Ginny!"
"You're all related?" Kelsey demanded.
"Yes." George smiled.
"Can you not see the flaming red hair we all sport?" Fred exclaimed.
"You know, Cali dear, you'd fit right in." Mrs. Weasley was apparently done scolding Ron. "So, are you two first years?"
"Yes, ma'am." I answered.
"So are Fred'n'George. Hogwarts is going to have a difficult time with those two!" Mr. Weasley shook his head with a smile hidden from his wife. "Kelsey, are you originally from the States?"
Kelsey nodded.
"Fascinating!" Mr. Weasley murmured before continuing. "Are you by any chance- or maybe you just know some-Muggle born?"
"I'm not Muggle born. Mom and Dad are both of the American Wizarding community." Mr. Weasley's face fell slightly at that comment. "But Cali and I live in a Muggle orphanage, so we have quite a few Muggle friends."
"Really…" Mr. Weasley immediately started firing question after question at Kelsey.
Fred and George pulled me away before Mr. Weasley had a chance to turn to me. The last thing I heard Kelsey say was, "I-I don't really know, Mr. Weasley. Perhaps you should ask Cali. She's been living with Muggles for as long as she can remember!"
"Just saved you!" Fred smiled.
"Let's find a place to sit," George suggested.
"What about Kelsey?" I asked slightly worried.
"Don't worry, Dad doesn't bite." Fred reassured me.
"Yeah, he's just a harmless Muggle enthusiast."
"So are you Muggle-Born?"
"I'm not sure. I mean, I can't remember anything before my third birthday. But I know one of my parents attended Hogwarts."
"And you know that, how?" George asked.
"Well, you see I have this ability to speak to-"
"Cali!"
I whirled around. I'd know that charming Scottish voice anywhere. "Oliver!"
"Oye! Who's this?" Fred asked.
"Fred, George, this is Oliver Wood," Okay so just saying his name made my eyes light up, I knew it just by the twins' identical expressions. "Oliver, these are the Weasley Twins, Fred and George."
"Actually, I'm George."
"And, I'm Fred."
"You two are dirty liars, you know that?" I turned to Oliver and smiled. "Don't let them confuse you."
"What makes you think you can tell us apart?" Fred demanded.
"Yeah?" George piped up. "Our own Mother can't tell us apart!"
"Annnd you've only just met us!"
"You're Fred and you're George, I just know it! End of story!" I sighed. "It's not nice to confuse people!"
"Neither is it nice to leave people, Cali!" Kelsey said sulkily joining our group.
"Although," Oliver said, ignoring Kelsey's remark. "It would be a good Quidditch strategy…"
"Quidditch?" Kelsey and I asked together.
Before any of the guys could answer our question the train blew its whistle for the last time. Mrs. Weasley came bustling over to us. She showered the twins with kisses and hugs before turning to Percy.
"Make sure you look after those two, Percy, dear."
"Fred, George, at least try to behave yourselves!" Mr. Weasley said in place of a good-bye.
"Good-bye, Cali, Kelsey. It was nice to meet you, dears. Be safe and take care of Fred and George for me. They're quite a handful…" Mrs. Weasley then ushered us onto the train.
"Quick, let's find a seat before she starts blubbering…" Fred remarked straight-faced.
"I can't believe they're all full!" George exclaimed after we had searched just about every car.
"We did board late." Oliver remarked.
"Here's one with room for five." I called.
"How about six?" Percy came gliding from the other direction.
I leaned into the car. Inside was a boy who looked to be about my age with dark skin and hazel eyes. His black hair was just long enough to begin forming dread locks. "Excuse me, but do you have room for six?"
"Do I ever!" the boy exclaimed jumping to his feet. "I was beginning to think I was the only first year on board!"
"How bogus!" Fred snorted pushing past me to see the boy.
"I know!" the boy didn't even seem fazed. "So glad you're here. You saved me from boredom! I'm Lee-Jordan by the way."
"'M Fred and this is my twin, George." Fred smirked and I noticed that they didn't try to confuse Lee-Jordan. "And our motto is-"
"When the going gets boring, make it hilarious!" the twins finished together.
"Rather corny if you ask me. I'm Percy Weasley, care taker of these… baboons if you will, while at Hogwarts."
"CORNY?!" Fred and George shouted in rage.
"It's better than yours!" George pouted.
"Yeah," Fred mimicked Percy's serious facial expression. "When the going gets rough, study harder.'"
I rolled my eyes and pushed past the twins, making room for everyone else to enter the compartment. "I'm Cali Katz and these are my friends, Kelsey and Oliver."
"Nice to meet you guys. I'm sure we'll have fun at Hogwarts together." Lee-Jordan smiled.
"Oliver! Oliver, Mate, where are you?"
"In here!" Oliver called, opening the door to our train compartment, a large smile spreading across his face.
A moment later a boy about Oliver's age with blonde hair and brown eyes ran into the compartment. "Oliver! Man, a summer is just, too, long!"
"Tell me about it!" Oliver stood and embraced the boy in a sort of half hug, half punch kind of gesture. "Cali this is my best friend, Peter. Peter, this is Cali."
"Nice to meet you Cali. Say, d'you see catch the QWC?" Peter had gone back to talking to Oliver.
"Yeah! It was bloody brilliant! Did you see when that Chinese Keeper knocked away the bludger? I've been trying to do that for ages. I think I've finally got it. M gonna use it at try outs."
"I'm going for chaser."
"Where's Franki?" Oliver asked suddenly changing the subject.
Between being totally confused and wicked hyper, I was rather glad Oliver's two friends were both guys.
"I don't-"
"Pepè !" trilled a Hispanic, female voice. " Pepè ¿Dondé estás? Are you hiding from me?"
Okay, so maybe one of his friends was a girl but… maybe she was into Peter? I crossed my fingers mentally.
"In here, Franki and why on earth would I hide from you, Beautiful?" Peter's tone was teasing, but he was dead on.
Franki was drop dead gorgous. She had jet black hair and an olive tan, bright green eyes and long legs for a second year. Fearfully I turned to Oliver. Yeah, we weren't lovers, or anything close to it, but I still liked him… even if he had a crush on this completely hott looking Spanish girl.
"Franki!" Oliver hugged the girl afer she had hugged Peter.
"Oliver!" Her pronunciation of Oliver's name was foreign to my ears. It sounded like "oooo-lee-beh-rr". "¿Comó estás? How was your summer?"
"Muy bien…" Oliver stumbled slightly with the Spanish. "My summer was great! How was yours?"
"Okay." Franki shrugged. "Oh, wow. There are a ton of new faces."
"My bad!" Oliver introduced as all, except for Percy who had left to make room for Franki, claming it, "too noisy in here to study any how".
After introductions the guys jumped right back into their Quidditch pitch. They talked on and on… it made me wonder just how one tracked a boys mind could be… Franki on the other hand didn't seem interested in their talk. Instead she talked to Kelsey and me.
"¿De dondé están?" she asked us.
"I'm from, well, I'm assuming England somewhere," I answered remembering some of the Spanish Blaze had taught me. "Kelsey on the other hand is from-"
"America?" Franki smiled. "Here your accent is rather distinct, the same as mine and Oliver's."
Even at her odd pronunciation of his name I still smiled. At the sound of his name in out conversation, Oliver shifted slightly in his seat. His leg brushed against mine, causing me to blush as shivers ran up and down my spine. I couldn't help but smile harder.
Franki winked at me, catching my blush. "Aye! Oliver es tu amor! Pepè is my sweet heart, right Pepè?"
"Wha-?" Peter asked, startled to have a non-Quidditch question thrown at him.
Kelsey, Franki and I laughed at him, causing Oliver to shift again. Kelsey sighed and laid her head against the window as Franki took Peter's hand.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
"I'm beginning to feel claustrophobic in here with all y'all love birds…"
"Yeah, I'm sure…" Suddenly the compartment door slide open cutting me off.
"Anything off the trolley, dears?" asked a sweet looking old witch pushing a cart full of sweets.
Our whole group got up and tried to surge forward at once. It didn't work so well. Fred, George, Lee-Jordan and Oliver, being the closest four to the door were there first. Oliver surprised Kelsey and I by buying candy for the remaining four of us still sitting.
"Here, judging slightly by the ice cream you ate yesterday and my personal favorites, you should like these, Cali." Oliver was blushing slightly as he gave me a strawberry pastry, and a chocolate frog. "Your favorites, Peter, Franki."
He handed them candies as well. Then he handed some to Kelsey. "I didn't know what to buy you so I just grabbed you some chocolate frogs. I'm sorry. Do they have candy like this in America?"
"Yes, and thank you very much, Oliver. Cali sure does have good taste in men." She beamed up at him.
Oliver and I were blushing pretty bad, but the twins came to our rescue.
"Here, Cali! You have to try some Berty Botts' Every Flavor Beans!" Fred said giving me a handful. I watched as Lee-Jordan gave some to Kelsey.
"Do they mean, "Every Flavor"?" I couldn't help but ask.
When George nodded I must have had a horrible expression on my face because everybody was laughing. Oliver took one of the jellybeans and placed it in his mouth. We were all laughing about the face he was making.
"Mmm, grass…" we only laughed harder.
The door opened once more and Percy poked his head in. He looked and sounded rather cross. "What is so funny? I can hear you lot three cars down!"
"Must've been with Penelope!" Fred and George teased.
Percy turned five different shades of red. "Shut your faces! And! Change into your robes! We are almost to Hogwarts!"
At that, we girls forced all the boys out into the hall so we could change.
"Hey, Franki, what's Quidditch?" After hearing the guys talk about it nonstop I wanted to know what it was.
"Eh? Well, I've seen it played before and all, but if you want all the dirt, I suggest you ask tu amor. The guys know more about it than I do, but please, wait until later. You really don't want to get them started on Quidditch again."
Kelsey and I laughed as we opened the door and stepped out into the hall. "Okay, your turn guys!"
We were only out in the hallway for what seemed to be five seconds. When we walked back in we saw why. The guys didn't care what they looked like. Their hair was all ruffled and their robes were slanted and sloppy looking. They had also managed to rearrange themselves.
Oliver was now sitting by the window across from Peter who was sitting on the right side. Empty seats were next to both of them. Fred and George were sitting next to the empty seat on Peter's side, George closest to the door. Lee was sitting across from George, leaving three empty seats total.
Franki sat down next to Peter and Fred, leaving Kelsey and I to sit down in the other two seats. I, of course, sat next to Oliver, and Kelsey took the remaining seat next to Lee-Jordan. Both of them seemed pleased with the arrangement and I was happy to see Kelsey immediately join in on the conversation the twins and Lee-Jordan were having. It was something about at beginning of the year prank or what not. Right before turning my full attention to Oliver and his friends I saw Lee-Jordan shift closer to Kelsey similar to the way Oliver had done earlier.
Smiling I nudged Oliver and the older group turned in time for Lee-Jordan to shift again. The older children snickered quietly as to not ruin the moment. We were all smiles.
Franki mouthed to me, "That's almost as cute as you and Oliver."
"Yeah," Peter smirked having no clue what Franki had just implied. "He definitely likes Kelsey."
He moved closer to Franki and nodded, with a sly wink, at Oliver. Who then shifted again, but it wasn't enough for me to consider him any closer. Sighing quietly, I blushed simply for wanting him to move closer.
"George, love, I feel slightly left out." Fred pouted, having noticed how everybody else in the car seemed to have shifted closer to someone than they had.
"Yes, Fred, dear. Hold my hand so we fit in?" George's voice was sticky sweet as they grabbed each other's hand and pretended to cuddle.
The rest of us, completely grossed out, jumped about ten feet into the air and then scooted as far from each other as possible.
"Hmm, seems to have worked, brother, dear." Fred laughed.
"Ahh, the pleasures of being twins," George agreed.
Oliver shook his head. "Keep you're twincest you yourselves!"
"Oooh, you know you wanna join us." Fred taunted him, winking at me.
"HELL NO!" Oliver looked like a caged animal.
"But you weren't all over Cali…" George reasoned. "Doesn't that mean you're-"
"STORY TIME!" Peter called, coming to Oliver's rescue. "You first years should be warned before they make you wear, the brain sucking sorting hat!"
"Brain sucking?" Kelsey asked skeptically, her eyebrow quirked.
Franki slapped her forehead. "That's the best you could come up with?"
"Something along the lines of; "they make you fight a dragon, defeat a troll and other sorts of tests" would have been better." Fred thought out loud.
"Wicked! I bet Ronny-kins'll believe that!" George cheered thumping his twin on the back.
Author's Notes: Long time no Update, I know and I'm sorry. I hope you had as much fun reading this as I did writing it! I'll try'n get the next one up sooner, but again, no promises.