Hi everyone this is me AdminLavenderBrown! i admin a Harry Potter facebook page, and i also write fanfiction! This is a very short first chapter but my others are a lot longer! :)
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Chapter 2
'Her hair was a plum colour, much like her sisters. Long, Dark, Beautiful' thought another young wizard called Thomas. As he watched her sister rant on at her, he felt pity, not for her but for himself. He was an only child, a single parent. No Gran or Papa, just him and dad. He longed for companionship. The stream 321of smoke poured down the station like starved dogs, Thomas was surprised how the bricks in the walls never stained. This was so antique. Far from the foam walls of the sanctuary. He had only met his dad twice; then again Jo and Caroline had never met their parents, Just Paul their Guardian. They never knew it, but they all had this in common. As Jo boarded the train her mouth dropped, she had never seen such an old fashioned steam train before. At the usual kings cross the trains are bullet shaped, clean, and white. The inside of the train felt like home, musty, but clean, magically clean. Jo walked through the tunnelling corridor of the train, dozens of compartments on her left, teeming with excitable students. As she wondered through the train, a familiar voice rang out "Anything from the trolley dear?" She couldn't believe it. 'How is she alive?' she thought. "Magic." Jo jumped. The voice came from a squat boy, ginger hair and an informative look on his face. "She'll live as long as the train does"
"Wait- I thought that" Jo used a puzzled look and a questionable tone as she spun round,
"I know, I'm sorry I forget sometimes-"
There was an even more confused look on Jo's face, "Thomas! Hey! I haven't seen you in months! I bet that gets a little annoying around muggles eh?"
"Huh? Yeah... So you got bought here too?"
"Yup... It's weird..."
The clatter of the train rammed through Thomas's brain, almost like a doll penetrating his forehead. Tom had never been on a train like this before, he felt so dizzy, the sleek bullet trains made no noise or vibrations like the tracks over the aqueduct. Suddenly hi Cabin door opened, Jo walked in demanding how he could read her mind, she had asked around, it wasn't normal thing wizards do, like she had thought before when she was safe in the sanctuary. Tom didn't know what to say, Paul sad never to tell the real reason, should he tell her? What did Paul say? 'Only those who you can trust'
"I can't tell you sorry"
"Well don't be doing it again anytime soon! I thought you were over with that! Jo replied sitting down beside him. The musty smell of the fabric seats reminded her of the library, her favourite place. "So where you from?" says Jo,
"Yorkshire... and the sanctuary of course" Jo had never really been able to talk to him properly before..
"You don't have an accent though?"
"No, I never really picked one up."
"Oh, ok."
"Hey, did you actually want anything from the trolley?" Inquired Tom "I can still catch her if you want"
"No really its fine" Thomas had nothing else to say, so he kind of just sat there awkwardly.