"JAZMINE!"
'Oh god, oh god! That's the first time she's ever yelled at me, she's pissed! Oh nononono!"
"Hurry your butt up!" Minnie hollered from down the living room.
I wasn't finished packing. She told me to do it yesterday, but I forgot.
"I'm coming!" I hollered back.
"Did you pack yesterday like I asked you to?" She called. I heard her coming down the hall. I had to make up an excuse quickly.
I stuffed the remaining parchment and quills into my trunk. I closed the lid to my trunk and flipped the latch right in time. I stood up and faced the wrath... OF MOTHER! (Dun dun daaaaaa)
"What's taking you?" She exclaimed.
"I forgot my ... ehhhm ... potions book." I covered.
"Well come on! You shouldn't miss the train!"
I pulled my suitcase into the hall and followed Minnie outside. She helped me take it outside. The cat carrier was already out. I grabbed my suitcase and Minnie grabbed the carrier. I held Minnie's hand and she apperated.
"alright. Here's your ticket. You get onto the platform by running at the wall between platforms 9 and 10. Got it? Good. I'll see you please."
And then she was gone again.
Platform 4...5...6...'
CRASH!
I fell to the ground and the trolley I picked up at the train stations entrance fell over.
I groaned.
There was a clock hanging in the brick wall, 10:51.
I scurried around to get my stuff. I grabbed a trunk, but it wasn't mine. It was a much more expensive one. I looked up to see the reason I fell.
Another tall black-haired boy, similar to the one at the petstore, only that his skin was lighter. This one however, was rubbing his butt because he fell on the floor.
I laughed lightly.
"Sorry for making you fall over." I apologized.
He looked up and flashed me a grin.
"Not to worry, sorry for crashing into you." He got up and offered me his hand. He pulled me to my feet .
I got my trunk and cat carrier, I checked to see if my kitten was ok. She was fine. I don't know how she does it.
Meanwhile, the boy pulled my trolley upright.
"Thanks." I said when we successfully got all my things back on the trolley.
"No problem." He smiled. "Shall we make ourselves to the platform?"
"Er, yes," I answered, "How did you know where I'm going?"
"Your trunk and your age," He clarified, "my name is James by the way, James Potter."
"Potter? I met another Potter a few months ago... I met him the same way I met you!" I exclaimed. "I bumped into him." That explains the resemblance.
"Let me guess, his aunt runs a pet store and he almost drowned you with facts about animals."
"That's right," I laughed. "I got her from the store." I said tapping the cat carrier.
There it is, platform 9, and platform 10.
"Ladies first." He gestured for the brick wall. I sent him a glare.
I took a deep breath and leaned forward, breaking big into a run. The wall came closer and closer. I forced myself to keep my eyes focused on the wall racing towards me like a train. Ironic really.
Suddenly I wasn't in a crowded train station but in a cloud of smoke. A loud whistle sounded. I looked back for my new acquaintance. He wasn't there. I decided to trust that he got here by himself.
Everyone was putting their animal cages in a pile by the train.
I opened the door of the carrier and took the kitten out. I put her carefully in the inside pocket of my wind jacket.
I put the cage on the pile.
I tried to heave my trunk onto the train. I took a peek at the clock, 3 minutes.
I tried and tried but I couldn't muster the strength to get the trunk on the train. Suddenly there was a messy haired savior, pulling my trunk onto the train.
I flashed him a smile.
"Shall we find a compartment?" James questioned happily.
"Yup." I answered just as cheerfully. I was on my way to hogwarts. "Let's go this way." I suggested pointing down the hall to the left.
He approved.
"Shall I take that for you?" He said gesturing to my trunk.
"You have your own, I think I can manage. Thank you though."
We made our way down the hall looking for an empty compartment.
"Here, this one." I chose pointing out a compartment with one dark haired boy inside.
James slid open the compartment door and stuck his head inside. The boys head snapped to look at us. He looked quite frightened; but then as soon as it came, it went away and a large smile replaced it.
"Hey, could me and clumsy sit with you?" James asked.
I gave him my best 'offended' look.
"Excuse me? You're the one who crashed into me!"
"I did not!" James protested, sticking his nose in the air.
The boy in the compartment watched holding back laughter.
"Yea, you can sit." He interjected.
"Oh, thank you." I said, switching my focus to the humored boy.
"Girls first." I said gesturing to the compartment.
James's jaw dropped and the boy in the compartment howled with laughter.
"Oh she got you, come on in m'lady." The boy said. James just turned, crossed his arms and pouted like a child.
I shrugged and walked into the compartment. I stuck out my hand to the boy.
"My name's Jazmine. Nice to meet you." I greeted.
"Sirius Black, pleasure is mine."
The name caught James's attention.
"Black? I thought you seemed alright." He said finally coming into the compartment.
Sirius's face turned dark.
"I'm not like them." He mumbled looking down to his lap.
James seemed to pity the boy.
"James Potter. Great to meet you."
Sirius looked up at James's outstretched hand as if it was about to bite. A small smile spread across his face. He took James had and shook it.
"Potter eh? My mother hates you lot. I like you."
James chuckled.
The whole situation left me very confused. 'Do their families have a rivalry? Sirius obviously doesn't like his family, but why?'
He heaved his trunk on the shelf above the train seat.
I tried to get my trunk up but it was too heavy.
"Need some help?" James offered.
I sighed. "Yea."
He slung the trunk up beside his own.
We slumped down and started talking.
***
"Are you muggleborn?" James asked me.
"Yes." I said shortly. I really didn't want to discuss my biological family. I could feel the boys looks of confusion.
Suddenly Sirius asked "Do you know my family?"
I looked up, intrigued by the sudden urge to tell me. I shook my head no.
"They're horrible. They hate anyone not pure blood. They have a twisted view of muggleborns like yourself. When they find out I'm not going to be in Slytherin they'll probably disown me." He stated the last part gloomily.
I sighed.
"My family is the polar opposite of extreme." They both focused their attention to me. I couldn't stop now.
"I used to live with my mom and dad in America. When I was 5 I started showing signs of magic and..." I choked and looked back at my lap. "They told me I was a disgrace and it would be best if I wasn't in the family anymore. They left me at an orphanage."
I looked to James. He had a look of our shock. Sirius was less shocked and had a look of sympathy and understanding.
If they only knew the whole truth.
There was a shadow that passed the door.
Sirius looked at the door.
"Did you see who that was?" I asked.
The others didn't get to answer because the compartment door slammed open.
In the doorway there where 3 people.
One had crazy hair and eyes that had a look of insanity. Her eyes and hair where dark and her eyes gave me the shivers. One had long, un-naturally blond hair. It was almost white. His features were sharp and narrow, his eyes a piercing icy blue. The last girl had black roots and white, bleached tips. Her chin was high as if she was the queen of the world. Her eyes where a sharp, kelly green.
All the occupants of the compartment, including me, stood up. I had a feeling so I stood in front of the boys, between the boys and the intruders.
"Can I help you?" I said calmly.
"Ah, yes. I would like to come in please." The crazy eyed girl said in a mock serious voice.
"I'm sorry, there isn't enough space for all 3 of you."
"You must have misunderstood me, we are coming in." She said darkly. She tried to push past me.
"Excuse me but who are you?"
I said blocking the doorway. She was a foot shorter than me, which was a rare occurrence.
"Bellatrix Black. You don't know who I am do you, Mudblood." She said the last word with force.
"don't bella," Sirius Said from behind me.
"Don't worry Sirius, I it it. Yea,I'm muggleborn, congrats on figuring that out. And yes, I do know who you are, and you are not coming in. Goodbye."
I slammed the door in their faces and locked it. Then I pulled the curtains.
I turned around and saw the shell shocked faces of the two boys. I ignored them and sat down.
"I understand what you mean, they're awful."
Sirius stuttered.
"That was awesome," he finally choked out, "I'm glad we're friends." He chuckled.
I gave him a sideways smile and looked down in embarrassment.
There was a faint voice from the train hallway.
"Anything from the trolley!?"
"Ooo food!" James sang, speaking for the first time since the confrontation. He unlocked the compartment door and peeked his head out the door. Sirius and I followed. We walked up to the woman pushing the trolley.
"Anything from the trolley dears?" She asked kindly.
We listed what we wanted. Sirius and James got arms full of sweetness. I got some chocolate frogs and cauldron cakes. We thanked her and carried our sweets back to the compartment.
For the rest of the trip we enjoyed eating and talking about anything and everything. The conversation turned to quidditch when I got a chocolate frog card with the Swedish chaser: Argenta Winifred.
I chomped in my chocolate frog while watching the boys argue over which team was better; Swedish or German.
"Guys! Stop it! What does it matter? What really matters is what position are playing when we are in second year?"
They suddenly stopped.
"You play?" James exclaimed.
"I haven't played for long. I lived in a muggle orphanage for most of my life until a year ago. If I practice this year I'll be able to at least try out." I explained.
"Are you good?" Sirius questioned.
"I mean, I guess so? We'll see," I laughed, "what about y'all? You play right?"
James scoffed. "Of course." They both turned to Sirius.
"Yup, I play too. Beater mostly." He confirmed.
"What position do you like playing James?" I asked.
"Chaser and seeker. I can't choose. Jazmine?"
"Oh I don't know. I'm still practicing the actual flying part rather than the different players. I'm determined though. I'm self taught so I don't know the rules," I braced myself for the speech that would follow the next question. "Could you explain them to me?"
And like expected, they went into great depth of the great detailed art of the quidditch rule book.
I took a look out the window. It was getting dark.
"I think we're getting close, we should change. I'll go, you can stay."
I got my robes from my trunk and walked out of the room.
I looked to my right and there hanging from the ceiling was a bathroom sign with an arrow pointing up. I followed the green glowing signs till I stood in front of a wooden door with a bathroom sign.
I pushed it open and there were two doors and a sink. One was labeled "women" and the other labeled "men". I changed into my black robes and walked out. I bumped into a red headed girl.
"I'm sorry," I said.
"Oh, not to worry. I'm fine." She replied. I walked past her and out to the hall again. I found my way towards my compartment again.
Before I reached my compartment, a door opened and someone walked out. He had shoulder length greasy hair that seemed like it hadn't been washed in a year and an eternity. His skin was pale and he had a hooked nose you could fish with. The hall was just wide enough for him to block me from passing.
"Excuse me." I said.
He looked at me. His eyes were black. Some people have black eyes but they are warm and inviting. His where the total opposite. They made me uneasy, as if they where an x-ray and he could read my thoughts.
"You're blocking the way, I can't get through." I explained.
He didn't move. I was getting impatient.
"Please move your ass before I move it for you." I snapped.
"Hey!" Came a shout behind me. I turned to see the red head I crashed into earlier. "Why are you threatening my friend?"
"He won't move. I've been standing here for at least 10 minutes asking him politely to move and he hasn't budged." I said on the verge of blowing up.
"Maybe you didn't ask nicely, did you say please?" She said in a motherly tone.
"Are you kidding me?" I asked, my voice raising a little. I turned to the guy. "Please move your ass, I'm coming through." Then I pushed past the big useless lump.
"You can't speak to people like that!" The red head called.
"STOP ME!" I yelled back.
I found our compartment, walked in and slammed the door shut. I threw myself onto the couch and crossed my arms. Sirius and James where shocked.
"What happened?" Asked James.
"Did my family give you grief?" Asked Sirius.
"No. Just some assholes. One could be your family I don't know. The other was a redhead so I doubt it." I said darkly. I breathed in and settled down.
"I have a feeling you don't like them?" Suggested James.
I shot him a look.
"I bumped into the redhead in the bathroom. Then on my way back here a big ugly lump was in my way. I asked him to move a bunch of times, nicely.
Then I told him 'move your ass before I move it for you.' Then comes little Mrs perfect, telling me to ask "nicely" and say "please". I huffed and grabbed one of the left over sweets, opened the package and chomped on the licorice inside. I didn't to talk about it anymore and Sirius realized.
"So... er, what house do you want to be sorted in?" He said changing the topic.
I sent him a great full look. He winked at me.
"Erm.. I don't know. Any of them would be ok. Ravenclaw and Gryffindor are at the top of my list." I stuttered.
"Gryffindor for me. Everyone in my family is either a Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. My father is in Gryffindor so I want to also. What about you Sirius?"
"My whole family has been in Slytherin, so I want to be on Gryffindor just to piss them off."
"If you get in Gryffindor we can all be in the same house." said James.
I smiled and nodded.
A magnified voice echoed through the train. "We'll be at hogwarts in 5 minutes. Leave your trunks on the train and they will be brought separately."
I stood up and climbed onto the set to look at my trunk. My kitten had been sleeping on my trunk the whole ride. I scratched behind her ear and she woke up. She yawned, it was one of the cutest things. I picked her up and put her back in my pocket and jumped down from the seat.
There was a knock at the compartment door and the three of us looked towards the door and I recognized the guy outside. So did James and his smile hadn't been bigger since we talked about quidditch. The guy came in.
"Cousin!" Both boys exclaimed doing some sort of handshake.
"Hey Jazmine," the newcomer greeted. "Haven't seen you in like, a few months. I see you've met my relative."
"Hi William, nice to see you too. I did meet your relative, but I didn't guess wrong." I pointed out.
Will rolled his eyes. James's eyebrows furrowed so I explained. "When I introduced myself he thought I was related to.. who was it? Some other Prewetts."
"The Prewett twins." William mumbled. James laughed.
The train screeched to a halt. We were at hogwarts.