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CHAPETE 2! HUZZAH! I'm ok…
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The next week went did not go by like every other week I had spent with the Weasleys. With Harry drooling over me and Ginger Beast screaming her lungs out twice as badly as normal, I thought my brain would explode. Thank Merlin for my letters from Bonnie and Cho. Turns out Bonnie had found herself a boyfriend, and by the she described him, he seemed great. I told her I was expecting a picture very soon and she better not be expecting anything anytime soon.
Letters from Cho have been fantastic. We discussed everything from advanced stages of shori-phile-ism to why carrot cake was called carrot cake when it tasted nothing like a carrot. I could tell that Cho and I were going to get very close when school started. She even promised to introduce me to a few of her friends when we got on the Hogwarts express. "We need to get you laid…and fast!"
We were currently headed to King's Cross Station. My I-pod blared in my ears. The muggle product was a gift from my dad a couple years ago. He said that a buddy of his had even taught him a charm to make the thing play any song I could think of. He out the charm on it for me. At the moment I was drowning in the tunes of Tina and Ike Turner's version of "Proud Mary."
We arrived at King's cross 10 minutes later than intended (late as always). Our group turned lots of heads, what with our owls and broomsticks and robes and such. I saw Cho the second we managed to get not-so-discreetly onto the platform. "Your late. Tsk tsk." She said with a pretend air of aristocracy. I put on a great act of sorrow. "I got attacked by a shori-phile on the way here! All the way in stage 64 he was!" I said with a loud fake sob. Cho laughed. "So this is her?" said a voice behind Cho.
The voice belonged to a girl with short angled black hair and a sharp chin. She wasn't gorgeous, but she was pretty. "Yea…" said Cho, slipping an arm around my shoulders and sliding her hand at an rather *ahem* downward slope. "This is my beautiful lesbian girlfriend, Brie." I played along, grabbing Cho's slender fingers and placing them directly over my breast. "Yep. We're totally lesbian lovers." "Even though we meet last week and haven't seen each other since" added Cho.
We all cracked up. Cho removed herself from me. "Ok ok seriously, Brie? This is Pansy Parkinson. My slimy slytherin friend." Cho said teasingly. "Hey! I'm not slimy! I'm smooth all the way girl." Pansy winked saucily at me. I giggled. "Oh, Pansy! You such a delicious tease!" I said, pretending to be transfixed at her chest.
She laughed. Our light conversation was rudely interrupted by a loud screeching whistle. "Well if you two lovebirds are done, we should get on the train." Said Cho. "I most certainly agree. Let's go!" I said, and with that statement grabbed Cho and Pansy by the hand. We all bolted to the train with our trunks and jumped on the train. We all began looking for an empty compartment. This was no easy task, considering we had to not only look for an empty compartment on full train, but also drag our bulky trunks through the cramped isles. "This is what we get for not shutting our mouths in time to load our luggage on to the back of the train like everyone else" giggled Cho.
Eventually we did find an unoccupied space. Pansy slid open the door and we all slung our trunks on one of the two benches in the compartment. I slid the door closed and locked it. I overdramatically turned around and said: "I will now torture and molest you both, for I am a stage 89 SHORI-PHILE!" Cho raised an arm over her face in a dramatic manner. "OH! Whatever shall we do?" She sobbed. "A what-a-phile?" asked a confused Pansy. Cho and I both collapsed into giggles. We explained what a shori-phile is, but I don't think she fully understands it.
The entire trip down to Hogwarts was great. We discussed serious stuff like boys, periods, friends, home-lives, and parents. I told these two ladies all about my parents. It only seemed fair considering Pansy told me about a bad ex and Cho told me all about her ex Cedric and what happened to him. This brought up our views on Voldemort. We were all kind of neutral with the situation really. Cho hated him for what happened with Cedric, but she was terrified of him at the same time. Pansy, like me, was a proud pureblood, but she didn't agree with the dark lord's ways. That's how I pretty much felt about the man as well.
We quickly got off dark topics though, and moved on to happy and random ones. What we wanted in the future, the possessions we'd like to have, why Hufflepuff house was called Hufflepuff, why some plates are round while others are square, music we like, pet peeves, whether Shakespeare's "Merchant of Venice" characters Antonio and Bassanio were written as gay, why earwigs are called earwigs when they look like scorpions, and why trick candles never go out.
"I mean really! They're muggle products, so there's no way they can be charmed…so why don't they go out?" I exclaimed, exasperated. Pansy laughed. "Ya know, you don't have the brightest past, but you're so perky! I mean you dress nice, laugh at everything, and just seem like a person who…I don't know…cart wheels everywhere they go!" I gave her an odd look. "I should do that! Just like, cartwheel and flip and stuff instead of walking! I took gymnastics as a kid, I could so do that! Plus I'm the new kid, so that would be a great way to get myself out there, ya know? I'm so gonna do that!" "Way to go Pansy, now you're giving the girl ideas!" Cho teased.
"It's a great idea!" said Pansy. "I think I'll test it now!" I said, running to unlock the door. "I've gotta see this." muttered Cho. The girls stood in the doorway as I aligned myself evenly with the isle. I could some people had their compartment doors open. 'Perfect' I thought wonderfully. I took off my flip-flops, raised my arms above my head, and forced myself forward. 'Good thing I wore shorts today' I giggled to myself as I began continuously cart wheeling down the aisle. I heard the girls break into hysterics. I also heard fragments of other people in their rooms saying things like "Did you see…" "…there was! A blonde girl..." "Was she…" "…nice legs…" I laughed and yelled "Thanks!" to that one. When I reached the end of the aisle, I bent backwards and began to back-flip back to my compartment.
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I sighed and looked around at my surroundings. Blaise Zabini sat quietly with his head propped on one hand, looking out the open compartment door. Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe were engaged in a conversation about something or another. I wasn't really listening to be honest. Theodore Nott stared lazily out the train window. I sat sandwiched between the two (Greg and Vince took up a seat alone), annoyed with the entire situation. We hardly ever talked anymore. I suppose we all had our own worlds.
'More like our own problems' I thought wryly. Blaise was dealing with his parent's separation badly. He had shut himself off from everyone as of late. Vince's family had recently filed bankruptcy, and was relying on Mr. and Mrs. Vince's connections for financial stability. Greg had lost his Father in an magical fire this summer. Theo's relationship with Pansy Parkinson had crumbled for reasons he refused to admit, and he hadn't been the same since. I myself was bored with life. My mother was extremely lonely without my Father. I missed him too. He had gone into hiding as soon as Potter had made the claim about him being present for the death of Cedric Diggory. Contrary to popular belief, Lucius Malfoy was not a cruel man. He loved his family very much and only remained in contact with the Dark Lord for our family's protection. He had lots of pride as a pure blood, but he didn't believe in the brutal slaughter of every person who didn't.
"Nice legs" said Blaise randomly. "What?" asked Theo. "A girl just cart wheeled past us; She had nice legs" Blaise shrugged. Everyone looked at Blaise like he had six eyes. 'Blaise doesn't talk for weeks, then when he does, he says this?' Then someone actually did back-flip past our door. It was over just as quick as it had happened, but it happened. Greg jumped up to the doorway and leaned out. "He's right. There she goes, back-flippin' down the aisle!" he said incredulously. Theo and Vince hopped up and tried to get a look at the aisle, most likely crushing poor Blaise. I didn't have to get up; I had seen her.
"Who was that, I wonder?" Vince mused aloud as the boys sat back down. "I know I've never seen her before. Did any of you recognize her?" asked Greg. "All I know was she had some nice legs. And I know I'd remember those if I'd ever seen her before" added Blaise. "Maybe she's some kind of transfer…" wondered Theo. "What kind of new kid does gymnastics down a train aisle?" asked Greg. "She went into a compartment with Cho Chang and…" Vince didn't dare finish the sentence. Things became very tense in the suddenly small compartment. "Pansy" Theo finished. "Sorry I'm so quiet about the entire situation. I guess I can tell you guys. I guess. She accused me of cheating. She wouldn't say who I 'cheated' on her with or where she had heard such a thing, she just left me." Theo spilled. "But you wouldn't cheat. Especially not on Pansy. We believe you man. You can trust us. And you've been quiet? I think not…NOTT!" said Blaise.
We all laughed. Then I got very quiet in the room. That was the first time we had all laughed together all summer, despite our constant togetherness, and everyone seemed to realize it at once." I do apologize for my sullen moods. I miss my Father, mates. I love my mum and living with her is great, but I miss my dad" admitted Blaise sheepishly. "Me too" said Greg. "Me as well" I spoke up. It got quiet, and then I smiled."That's some nice awkward silence, that is" We all chuckled nervously. I've come to two conclusions. Firstly, we need to have more fun and secondly, awkward silence ensues when girls with nice legs cart wheel past open train compartments" said Blaise. We all went into hysterics.
'Since when do girls randomly come down the aisles of the Hogwarts Express doing acrobatics?' I had no idea who that girl was or if I had even ever seen her before. I only caught a glimpse: blonde hair and something sparkly on her face…makeup perhaps? I wasn't sure what I'd seen really. All I know is that girl is what lead to the first conversation me and the boys have had in months. But she did have some nice legs. 'Some really nice legs.'
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"…and some dude just goes 'Nice legs!' and I was like 'Thanks!'" I choked out between the laughs. We laughed even harder at the statement. "I can't believe you really did it!" screamed Cho. "I know! You should have seen people's faces! They were all trying to figure out who you were and what the heck you were doing!" said Pansy. "Well they'll see soon enough. Cause I'm going to be doing that for the rest of my life!" I said.
We continued to laugh up until the train lurched to a stop. We were slammed into out trunks rather painfully. "Aw shit that hurt." I said, clutching my left arm. "No kidding" complained Pansy. "Pleasure from pain ladies, pleasure from pain." I said in a rough voice. "Nice" said Pansy. We all unloaded ourselves and our luggage from the train.
We stepped into cool night air and were greeted by carriages. They started to move when they were filled, but I couldn't see whatever was pulling them. I figure no one else can see them either. Cho, Pansy, and I climbed into a carriage with our stuff and rode to a castle so gorgeous even I couldn't believe it. Ginger Beast had talked about the Hogwarts castle and described it in detail, but I didn't know it looked like this.
"There's only two times that look crosses a girl's face. When she gets her first orgasm, and when she gets her first look at Hogwarts." laughed Pansy. "But this isn't my first orgasm…" I said. Both the girls cracked up. Of course I was only joking. I'd never had sex, but I thought about it. A lot. My dad never let me out of sight with a boy, so I thought a lot. I had touched myself in the past, but never actually achieved an orgasm.
We came to a swift stop and clambered (back-flipped for me)out of the shaky carriage. We grabbed our stuff and rolled it over to the pile where everyone else's was located. We proceeded to catch up to the rest of the crowd that was headed toward the school. It was kind of hard to cartwheel through all that, but I managed it.
"Hey, did you know that if you say Jesus backwards it sounds like a French person saying sausage?" said Cho randomly. We all exploded into laughter. "Where did that come from?" I asked between acrobatics. "I don't know." She said. We continued to travel up the hill and into the school. "Hey, how are you getting sorted?" asked Pansy. "I have to go up just before the first years and get sorted. OH I'm gonna be so awesome cart wheeling through the ceremony!" I squealed. "Nice." Said Pansy.
We arrived at the door of the great castle and went through. The girls wished me luck as they went off to their tables and I made my way (difficulty) through the first years. I stood at the front just as my letter had personally requested. Just then, a strict looking woman with flowing emerald robes walked into the little room in which I (and the first years) stood. She gave me a look I didn't really understand. "Miss Stoker?" I nodded. "Come forward. You'll be sorted separately." "Alright." I said, and I cart wheeled right up the three stairs and next to her. She looked at me in shock as the first years gasped their approval.
The strict looking lady cleared her throat. "Yes, well, um, we're ready for the first years now. Miss Stoker, you will come when the doors reopen." The younger children gathered and went past shooting me looks of admiration. I waved at them. "Good luck!" I whispered. They blushed and kept walking. I stood alone in the great hall and waited for the first years to finish. Then I heard a gentle voice say "We have a transfer student this year. This young woman is joining us all the way from Godric's Hollow and joining our school as a 5th year. She will now be sorted. May I formally introduce miss Brie Stoker!" The doors opened to reveal a great room with 5 huge tables.
I raised my arms above my head and flipped forward. I heard whoops, gasps, and a few giggles as I cart wheeled up the long aisle to the front of the room. I finally reached the strict woman who stood next to a stool and a crumpled old hat. An old man sat at the head of what I guessed was the head table. He had pretty twinkling eyes. He motioned for me to sit. I did so, and the hat was placed on my head.
'hmmmmm, you have traits of every house. But you have something in you that's strong. A need to get exactly what you want. When you want it. That kind of thinking leaves only one place for you…' said the hat in my ear. "SLYTHERIN!" it shouted a moment later. The table on the left cheered loudly, so I figured that was the slytherin table. I saw Panst sitting there waving excitedly at me. I cart wheeled down and plopped next to her, giving her a massive hug. "Hey roomie." I said.
~A/N: Yikes! What a long chapter! Sorry it took so long! But its ready now! YAY! Leave me some reviews please!"~
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