September 1, 1989
Platform nine and three quarters was perhaps the most amazing thing that i have ever laid eyes on. Wizards and Witches ran around hugging their children and giving them last minute reminders, owls hooted in their cages annoyed by the combined noises of the scarlet engine and screams of my fellow excited first years, cats ran around my feet purring as they rubbed up against my leg. This place was my definition of perfect. No one was yelling at me or calling me a freak, their was no caretaker chasing after me with a broom because I had set of a homemade dungbomb in the kitchen, and to top it all off i wasnt going back to that awful place until next summer! Yes this station truly was a paradise... I was just taking in the black and scarlet train with it's elegant gold trim when I heard a voice shout 'Watch out!' I spun around quickly to come face to face with a red headed boy of about my age, but before I could take action I was knocked to the floor.
All the breath whooshed out of me as i fell onto the floor with the klutz who knocked me over on top of me. "ouch..." I moaned, I had fallen on top of my suitcase...
"Ouch..." echoed another voice I turned my head around as far as it could go, there lying on top of me was the clumsy 'idiot who had fallen over me.
"Oy! You clumsy knucklehead! What did you think your doing! Running innocent people over like... like a clumsy knucklehead!" I squirmed out from under him leaving him sprawled across the floor, grabbing my trunk i stood up tall and stared the boy down.
He looked up just about them with a shocked and sorry face,"Listen... here you... I was running from..."
"From me?" an identical boy walked over to us ,"sorry 'bout 'im, he was running from me..."
"and who were you running from exactly?" I asked the newcomer with a raised eyebrow.
"My Mum. She wont stop kissing our cheeks! It's embarrasing!"
"'Yah she gets all sentimental and starts crying and going on about how 'Her little boys were growing up'." He looked up and pretended to start tearing up. I laughed quietly at his expression, he seemed so serious, yet he wasnt...
"Oh, my names Fred by the way, Fred Weasley." the twin who fell over me held his hand out to shake mine, I shook it.
"And my name is George, George Weasley." the one who hadnt fallen over me said.
"Look... i'm really sorry I fell over you... um... whats your name again?" Fred asked me
"Oh im sorry i havent introduced my self, my name is Allison, Allison Gene McGonagall." I smiled
"Mcgonagall? Say Fred? Isn't the Gryffindor head of house at Hogwarts Proffesor McGonagall?" George asked his twin
"'Yah I think so, mum would know..." Fred replied then rolled his eyes,"Oh speak of the devil, here she comes now..."
George walked over to his mother and gave her a hug i saw them converse out of earshot. To be polite I looked back at Fred who hadnt yet walked over to her. "So, arent you going to go say goodbye Fred?" I asked curious
"yah in a moment... wait a minute where are your parents?" He asked.
My heart constricted,"I... um... dont have any parents... they died."
A shocked expression past over his face then changed back into one of sadness,"Im sorry."
"Yah well I never knew them anyway so..." I trailed off
"How did they die?"
"'Death eaters got them one day when they were doing their jobs..."
"What did they do that was so dangerous?"
"I... dont know... look do you want me to get on the train and save you and George a seat? If we wait to long there wont be many left if we wait to long..."
"Sure, we'll meet ya in a few minutes 'kay?" And he smiled.
Smiling back I answered him,"Okay... see ya then!"
And so I boarded the Hogwarts express for the first time.
I managed to actually grab us an entire compartment! The cushioned seats were softer than anything I had ever sat on before, yah including my bed. It had way to many broken springs in it. I sighed and shrank into the comfortable chair, so... soft... I sat there for a few minutes enjoying myself, eventually Fred and George found the compartment and walked in,"Oy! There you are! We were looking all over the train for you! Thought you ditched us and disguised your self as a wizard we did!" Fred smiled at me
I didnt say anything to him but in actuallity I could pull that off. But I wouldnt say anything about that to him, I really didnt know how they would handle it... They ended up sitting down in the seat across from me, and for the entire ride we just sat there talking. About Quidditch, about botts every flavor beans that we had gotten off the trolley, about what houses we planned to be sorted into... Fred and George knew they were going to be in Gryffindor, we talked about pretty much anything or everything that came to our minds. We had a lot in common. The one thing that we had most in common was our love of pulling pranks. We talked on and on about what we would do once we got to hogwarts. We couldnt wait to try setting of a dungbomb in the dungeons, we were eager to try out our skills. And I was eager to get to know my two new friends better...
The first walk down the halls of hogwarts passed by in a blur, we were led by the groundskeeper Hagrid, a true giant of a man. And as I would later find out he was in fact part giant. It was about then that the most amazing thing happened to me. Before the train ride, I had always believed to be the only member of my family still alive. I had never heard of another person with my last name before today, and the fact that the witch who shared my last name was none other then the Gryffindor Head of House shocked me more then a stunning charm that a caretaker would cast at me when I was five and would run around with a partially transformed dragon head... But my one big question hung in the air, if this witch was in anyway related to me then why didnt I go to her when my parents died? Why did i get stuck in that ruddy orphanage when I could of lived a comfortable life with a member of my family? she could of told me about my parents, which i had to admit I had no idea what they looked like, she could of taken me on vacation and i couldve found out what a sheep looked like before the train ride that afternoon, I mightve been able to lead a decent life if she had taken me in. But then again what if we just had the same last name but werent related? What if I really was the sole remaining member of my family? Maybe that was why, I was the last one after all. Fred having noticed my gazed look poked me in my ribs,"Hey Allie, whats with the glassy eyes 'eh?"
I blinked a few times then turned to look over at him,"What do you mean glassy eyes? I've been paying attention!"
"Well then, can you tell me who just introduced herself?" He smiled
"Excuse me back there! It is rude to interupt a proffesor when she is speaking!" A severe looking witch stared daggers at me with her peircing green eyes, eyes that i couldve sworn i had seen before, but couldnt remember where... her fading black hair was pulled up into a tight bun and she wore emerald green robes. On her nose sat a pair of spectacles. 'Now... as I was saying, there are four houses Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Gryffindor. You will be sorted into one of these houses, by putting on the sorting hat. He will declare your inner qualities and you will be placed according to those. We are a bout to enter, so try to smarten yourselves up and get ready for this is your first impression on Hogwarts." she spun around and went through a pair of looming double doors.
"So... who was she?" I asked Fred
"The Gryffindor Head of House." he answered simply with a grin on his face.
"That was her? Maybe living in the orphanage would be a good thing after all…"
'Well if it makes you feel any better you might not be related at all!" He smiled
"Yah I mean who would want to be related to that scary lady?" George grinned
"Someone who needs a home? " I asked
"Oh… right sorry Allison." George said
As we walked through the great double doors we entered the most magnificent room I had ever seen. Thousands and thousands of candles hovered in the air, which was actually a ceiling that was enchanted to look like the night sky. I stared at it in wonder, the whole room was more grand then anything that I had ever seen in my life, combined. The floors were a polished marble and the walls were fancy and contained wood that was carved with fancy designs. It was amazing. The rooms back at the orphanage had peeling wall paper and chipping concrete floors. It was a big improvement. As in major improvement. We came to a stop and I noticed the four great tables where the older students sat. At the front of the great hall sat another table at which sat the Hogwarts professors, in the middle an old man with a long silver beard sat, on his crooked nose was a pair of half moon spectacles. He had a kind face and looked like he could be anybody's grandfather. On a stool in front of the table sat an old hat, the sorting hat. It sang a song about the different houses then Professor McGonagall Walked up to the front and began to call names, "Abbot, Julia."
A girl with long brown hair sat on the stool and almost instantly the hat declared "Ravenclaw!" Happily the girl ran over to her new house table.
Several more names were called, "Johnson, Angelina" a young girl with black hair and darker skin ran up and sat on the stool, she sat for a moment and then, "Gryffindor!" She ran over to the table on the far right. A few more names were called and then, Professor McGonagall paused. She was silent for about thirty seconds and even then she didn't call the name. A confused murmur rose up around the room.
"You know maybe she is related to you…" I heard Fred murmur besides me
"Well maybe she isn't, maybe she just cant read the last name and doesn't want to embarrass herself…"
"Professor McGonagall, is there a problem?" the kind wizard with silver beard stood up with an innocent look on his face.
She just stood there looking dumbstruck.
"Professor? Is everything all right?"
She walked over to the wizard and whispered in his ear, after a moment of conversation he straightened up and grabbed the list," Silence everyone, silence." He paused while the room quieted down, "Now, on this list there is a name that is believed to belong to that of a missing young witch who was believed to of vanished many years ago during the great wizarding war against You-Know-who. If this girl is here then she must step up and take a seat under the sorting hat, if not then we will proceed on as usual. Professor Dumbledore paused and stared around at the confused faces, a smile played across his face. "Silence. I will now read off the name, McGonagall, Allison. If you are here please step up and take the chair." I froze mid breath, and mumbled conversation started around the room. " This isn't possible" I squeaked and I slowly took a few steps forward. The first years around me turn to stare at me as I past and silence yet again settled among them, you could hear my footsteps as I sat down onto the stool. Proffesor Dumbledore's hands placed the hat on my head, I heard a quiet voice, "Hmm… interesting very interesting… you'll do well in Ravenclaw. You have your mother's wit and intelligence, I remember when she wore this hat… or Gryffindor? You have a long line of Gryffindor in your family… hmm well it better be… GRYFFINDOR!" The hat shouted and a loud applause rose up from the table located at the far right of the room. I turned back to look at the flustered Professor, who was now my head of house. I had no idea what might settle upon me these next few years at Hogwarts...
so... i got enough reviews! i'm going to keep writing this fanfic until people start to ignore it... or until i finish it... hmmm... depends on your reviews! thanks to all of those who reviewed! And they are... Catpokemonfuzz, mrs0cullen, xxDanberxxSpixiexx, and bluebookbutterfly! I checked the very next morning after i posted the first chapter and i was very happy to see three reviews! So Thanks! As for the future of this fanfic... Maybe a couple of chapters focusing on Fred, George, and Allie's first year. then the introduction of her being a metamorph, the introduction of lee... then after that... i have no clue :) but i will know before the end of the week! So reviews are welcomed! Please, please, please review! They make my day! Okay... now on to the disclaimer...
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