Chapter 2: Hogwarts Express and the Sorting
Lyre Mathers sighed as she watched all of the children running around, happily. And then she scowled at her own children. Lucia was smirking at her older sisters, Kyla was watching bemused, and Kit…Kit was asleep.
Kyla was wearing a pair of jeans and her bomb squad tee-shirt, with a pair of sneakers, but at least she was dressed. Kit was still in her pajamas. She was wearing a pair of black drawstring pants, and a black tank top, that had a wolf running across the front with the phrase, "DIE MONDAY DIE," and a pair of black flip flops. And her hair was brushed, per Kyla.
Lyre happily waved bye to her children and skipped…yes, skipped…back to her car. Kyla was left with her half conscious sister, who was mumbling something about evil monsters, and school, and the institution…or something. And, she had two school trunks that she had to get on the train.
"…Well, shit…" Kyla said flatly.
"Do you need any help," A male with shoulder length black hair.
"…Don't touch her until she's had her coffee," Kyla said, "I'm pretty sure she's not human until she had some coffee." She was silent for a moment, "Actually…I'm not entirely sure that she's human at all."
"They sell chocolate on the train," A man with light brown hair said lightly.
"Good," Kyla said promptly, "You may bring my things onto the train." She watched them carry the trunks onto the train. And then she felt something slam into Kit, knocking her to the ground.
Kit swore violently, got to her feet and, ignoring her twin's desperate attempts to calm her, managed to slam her fist into a tall red heads nose, breaking it. And then, while he was dazed, she proceeded to beat the tar out of the taller boy. Finally, after about thirty seconds, Kit was thrown off of him with a spell and a red-headed woman was standing over her, furiously.
"Detention for one week," She snapped, "Now get on the train, both of you." She glared at the twins and watched as they walked onto the train.
Kyla found an empty compartment and she threw herself into a seat. She pulled her wand and waved it over Kit's hand, to keep it from swelling, and then sat back. "Good thing that Mum wasn't there. She would have killed you."
"Shut up or you die," Kit snapped and then she slumped into her seat.
Kyla laughed and pulled out one of her books and began to flip through it. The train had only been moving for about three minutes when the door opened and a girl with strawberry blonde hair, in pigtails, and she stuttered a greeting. Kyla, told her to sit down and they introduced each other.
And then, again, the compartment door opened, before they could have a conversation. And the same red-head that Kit had just beat up glowered at the tiny girl. "You are going to regret messing with me. Do you know who I am?"
"A red head with poor manners that I'm going to beat up, again," Kit said flatly.
"Don't talk to him like that," A brown haired boy snapped as he moved closer to the red head.
"Yeah," The black haired, "He's Ron Weasley, I'm Harry Potter, and that's Neville Longbottom. You should respect us."
"You should leave before I beat the shit out of you." Kit snarled; she was even more pissed now than she was before, and her eyes were flashing as she plotted all of the ways that she could kill him without getting in trouble.
For once, they seemed to use their brains, and they scattered to find another compartment. But, before Kit could begin to calm, the door opened again and a peroxide blonde strutted in.
"I saw what you did," He said, "Draco Malfoy; and I can help you choose the right sort. You don't want to be stuck with the Mudbloods." Kit was on her feet with her wand in her hand, and she was vaguely aware that Kyla was on her feet with her wand trained on the two boulders that were at the door.
"Get out or you die," Kit snarled, "And I don't give a rat's ass who your daddy is. Now leave." Draco had paled, and even Kyla had moved away from her twin. She had never seen Kit this mad; she was beginning to become afraid of her.
Draco decided to beat a hasty retreat, and Kit sighed as soon as he was gone. And then she looked at her calm twin, "Thanks for playing along."
"Don't I always," Kyla asked drily as she sat back.
Kit slumped into her seat and frowned, "Guys suck, let's castrate them." No one had noticed the pretty blonde that had appeared at the doorway.
"I'm in, where do we start." The blonde asked with small smirk.
"We start by you telling us who the bloody hell you are," Kyla said sharply.
"Daphne Greengrass, future Slytherin." She introduced with a confidant smirk, "Like my mother, and grandmother, and great grandmother."
Kit and Kyla shared a look, "We can work with that," They said simultaneously. Even as Kit took a big bite of the chocolate bar that Sally had provided.
"Sally," Kyla ordered, "You are going to get into Hufflepuff. Kit, you must be in Gryffindor, and I'm going to tolerate Ravenclaw." She smirked, "Together, we shall rule the school."
Daphne and Sally stared, wide eyed, at the twins, before they smiled at each other. "We're in," They spoke in unison.
After an hour of mindless chatter, mostly where Kyla filled Daphne and Sally in on their plans for the school, they girls changed into their school robes, and made sure that they were presentable. And then the door opened again.
"May we help you," Sally asked as she took in the neatly pressed robes and the way that she stood.
"I saw you fighting out on the platform," The bushy haired girl said bossily, "And you got a detention. Do you even care that you are getting into trouble already."
"No," Daphne said.
"Not really," Sally murmured.
"Rules are for Losers," Kit said loftily.
"You must be the only one who actually cares," Kyla noticed.
"You're going to get expelled," The girl said snottily.
"Look, sweetheart," Kit said icily, "We don't really care about what you think. Maybe you should take off and find somewhere else to sit. We don't want you here."
The girl gasped, tears filled her eyes, and she ran out crying. Ironically enough, that was almost kind for Kit. Kyla rolled her eyes and reached for her new potions book.
"Hey check this out," Kyla said suddenly as she flipped halfway through the book, and then she read, "This potion will allow the person who drinks it to see the face of their Soul Mate when they fall asleep that night." She paused to take a breath, "However, if they do not have a soul mate then they will not see anyone, and will be cursed to a life of loneliness."
"…Can we make it and dose the school?" Kit asked her eyes alight with curiosity.
"We can, it only takes an hour." Kyla said as she passed the book across the compartment so that Kit and Daphne could look at it. "However, I think that we should take it first, just to see how it works."
"That sounds like a good idea," Sally-Anne "This way we know that it actually works."
"We can make it tomorrow night," Daphne said.
"You can," Kit said drily, "I have detention," Kyla nodded and wrote something down.
The room fell into a comfortable silence, until the train stopped and they, the four new friends, got off of the train and into one of the boats.
They went across the lake and then they all got out of the boats. Neither Kit nor Kyla were nervous, Daphne looked as cool as ever, but Sally-Anne looked slightly nervous. At least, until Daphne told her what the sorting consisted of, and then she looked just as calm.
Finally the sorting started, and people went through the sorting. Daphne was the first person in the group who was sorted first.
"Hello Ms. Greengrass," The sorting hat thought to the eleven year old, "I must say, I am surprised that you have made friends like the Mathers girls', or Ms. Perks."
"They are my friends," Daphne thought back, "Now, are you going to sort me you old rag, or am I to beg you?"
"Hmm…" The hat thought back, "You definitely belong in…SLYTHERIN!"
Daphne smirked and walked over to the politely clapping Slytherin table.
Kit was the next one to be sorted. "Hello Hat, you will place me into Gryffindor,"
"Oh…You should go into Slytherin."
"No," Kit replied, "Gryffindor,"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, Gryffindor,"
"Very Well," The Hat replied, "GRYFFINDOR!"
Kit smirked at the stunned looks on Hermione Granger and Neville Longbottom as she joined their table.
And then it was Kyla's turn.
"Are you going to tell me where to put you like your sister did?" The Hat asked.
"Only if you don't place me in Ravenclaw," Kyla said sweetly.
"You and Kit are complete opposites," The Hat muttered.
"Well," Kyla mused, "You know how most people have an angel and a devil for conscience? Kit and I got mixed up, and she got two devils, but I got two Angels."
"RAVENCLAW!" The Hat shouted suddenly, apparently he decided that fighting with them was too much work.
Finally it was Sally-Anne's turn. She placed the hat on her head, and she didn't even need to talk to him, he just put her into Hufflepuff, much to all of her friends delight.